His Beck and Call Girl (closed for a_libertine)

[wideeyedone]

Shelby was caught off guard by his calling her a cum slut in a public place. But she heard the edge in his voice, she knew that this was the Erick that was to be obeyed.

"Yes, Sir. I am very grateful, Sir." She wasn't Shelby the new employee, or Shelby the girlfriend, she was Shelby his submisssive, his cumslut."

She lowered her eyes.

"I am grateful to be your girl, Sir."

 

[a_libertine]

Erick stared at Shelby until her eyes lowered and he nodded in satisfaction At her change of attitude. "Better," he said.

He waited a minute then said, "As you try on dresses send me photos so I can choose the one I want to see you in at the gala."

"Tell me about the job, Shelby."

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby took a few sips of her water.

"I met with Chuck Fowler, the head of PR. He is having me start with the Twitter feed and doing the press packets. I have a desk in the PR department. I am also to help other small tasks as Chuck said they are short on interns and assistants. He told me to make sure that I don't have a problem making or fetching coffee."

Shelby wasn't sure what Erick wanted of her at the moment. So she kept her voice low and neutral. But she did smile as she spoke. She was truly excited about the job.

 

[a_libertine]

"Good," he replied. "I am glad you like it."

He leaned back and said, "You are to only wear skirts to work. Most days you are to go without oanties, the exception is your monthly period."

He leaned forward, elbows on the table, "You will be ready for me whenever I want to take you at work, understand? "

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby was relieved when the waiter arrived with the first course. It gave her time to think. She was worried. She wanted this job to be real. She wanted the chance to accomplish something. If Erick was always bending her over desks or pushing her to her knees, than the others in the office would know. They would know that she was being paid her salary to be the boss's fucktoy.

After the waiter left, Shelby took a sip of her water.

"I only bought dresses. And you know I am always ready for you, Sir." She did her best to sound flirtatious.

She wondered just how long it would take before the assistants were whispering about her and speculating about her relationship with Erick.

 

[a_libertine]

Erick could see the worry in Shelby's eyes and did nothing to alleviate the worry. Truth of the matter was that he was too busy to have an office affair with any regularity; hell, he had a multinational corporation to run, and half the time he wasn't even in the building. When he was there was meeting after meeting that filled the day.

His phone buzzed again and he pulled it out reading the email quickly before putting it on the table beside him. He glanced up, "Stay that way Shelby, stay that way."

The rest of lunch went quickly and quietly, he wasn't one to spend much time on small talk with her. She was there for his needs, and those were physical more so than emotional. Her presence was all he needed.

He paid for lunch and said, "Let's go."

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby followed him back to the car, and they rode in silence back to the offices. She exited the car and headed back to her desk. She went straight to work on the press packets for the gala. She made some revisions and sent them to the publishing office. She made some Facebook posts and tweets about the gala.

She noticed some movement in the hallway outside the PR office. Gillian McDowell was meeting with some people about final details of the gala. Shelby kept her head down and kept working. She hoped she wouldn't have to talk to Gillian.


Shelby made coffee for Chuck and washed the coffee cups in the sink. She straightened up the work area and kept herself busy to until the end of the day.

After work, she headed to Neiman's to find a gala ground. Her usual personal shopper helped her to choose appropriate gowns to choose from. She tried on the first, it was a floor length blue silk halter dress. The neckline showed a little cleavage and it was backless. She took pictures from the front and back and sent them to Erick. Next she tried on a silver beaded dress with delicate spaghetti straps and a slit up the column like shirt. Next, was the emerald green chiffon dress. It was Shelby's favorite. The green dress was strapless with delicate beading at the neckline. It looked against Shelby's pale skin and her dark hair.

She sent all of the pictures to Erick. And she waited for his verdict.

While she waited she texted Markus.


Hey, should I expect to see you at the Gala?

 

[a_libertine]

Markus stayed at the office chatting with people on different areas to learn what they did and how what their task supported the company's core values. It was a monthly exercise that he engaged in that offered both an opportunity to learn about the business and to keep connected with the employees.

When he got the text from Shelby he smiled and replied:

One does not miss mother's galas. It is expressly forbidden to do so. If nothing else it means she gets to see pops and I once a quarter.

Sounds like you are going? Picked out a dress and date yet?
​

~*~*~*~

Erick looked at the three sets of pictures and settled on the second one and replied

Silver dress
​

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby gave the clerk the silver dress and her new credit card. Then she found strappy, silver heels and crystal drop earrings to wear with the gown.

She was a little disappointed that Erick had picked the silver dress, it was her least favorite and the most overtly sexual of the three. She had to work at the gala and not get noticed by his wife, or cause her co-workers to gossip. And the dress fit so well, she wouldn't have to wear a single stitch of clothing underneath it.

Shelby looked at her phone and smiled when she saw Markus's text.

I have a silver gown that was picked out for me. And I won't have a date. I will be working. Live tweeting the event and handling the press.

Shelby went to her car and stowed her purchases. She picked up take out and headed back to her place. She hung up the gown and then peeled off her work clothes and hung them up.

She took a long hot shower and washed the day away. She didn't feel like eating the dinner she had purchased, or doing much of anything. She turned on music and got into her soft, comfy pajamas and snuggled up on the couch with a book. She had a glass of wine as she read and fell asleep with the book on her chest.

 

[a_libertine]

Markus laughed at Shelby's response and replied,

Good for me then. I plan on driving pops mad that night when he can't do anything about it. He and Mom and flying to London the next day and will be gone the week working.

Send me a photo of the dress.

M
​

He spent the rest of the day doing idle rich boy socialite crap that he found not only boring as all hell but pointless. The nice thing about graduating in May would be the release from some of the crap his mom had arranged for him day to day. Graduate school would be no piece of cake, but at least there would be no more of the day to day preplanned crap.

 

[wideeyedone]

As she got ready the next morning, Shelby sent Markus the picture of her in the silver dress. She dressed in a simple blue wrap dress that hugged her curves but didn't show too much skin.

She wondered if she would see Erick at all. The gala was just a few days a way and she needed to talk to several members of the press. She made a mental to do list as she did her make up and then drove to work.

She was the first in the PR department. She made coffee for the staff and then got to work making her phone calls and sending emails. She may have gotten her job because she was Erick's plaything, she wanted to earn keeping it.. She didn't want the others in her department to resent her.

Her boss waved at her as he came in.

"Shelby, I have a dossier on some of the VIPs that will be at the Gala. And there is another one about The Children's Tumor Foundation. They are the beneficiaries of the event."

She took the documents and started studying them. She knew Chuck was watching her to see if she really knew what she was doing.

"There's coffee." She called out with a smile. She took notes about the VIPs and made sure that she could speak intelligently about neurofibromatosis or NF, the disease that the Children's Tumor Foundation was working to eradicate.

A few hours into her work day, she texted Markus.

Should I be worried about you at the Gala? You seem to like to get under his skin. I didn't know about the London trip. I suppose I will have lots of free time.

 

[a_libertine]

Markus smiled at the text Shelby sent and replied:

Of course I will wind him up, as his son, I am allowed, no required, to get under his skin.

What ever I do it will have no blow back at you. Besides he is leaving the following morning for London.

Why so long to respond? Weaning yourself off of me?

​

He read it and nodded and hit send.

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby was sitting at her desk organizing press passes and double checking the guest list when she got Markus's text. She found herself smiling just seeing M show up on her phone.

I fell asleep early and then I came into work and tried to earn my keep. I want to do well here. But I couldn't wean myself from you. Seeing your text makes me smile and sends a little shiver down my spine.

Shelby tucked her phone under some papers on her desk and got back to work but listened for the buzz of another text, anxious to hear from him.

 

[a_libertine]

Markus smiled crookedly at Shelby's response.

A smile and a shiver is a good start, but naturally I want more than that. Like a moan and a wetness between your legs.

I assume you will be working the gala instead of enjoying it?

​

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby blushed when she got Markus's reply.

I will be working, but I think I will enjoy it. I like getting dressed up and it is going to be a great party. Are you bringing a date?

Shelby checked in with Chuck. He seemed pleased with her work. He asked her to run a few errands. He needed some things picked up from the print shop and then the office lunch order needed to be picked up from the deli down the road. She was happy to do it. She took her purse and phone and headed out of the office.

 

[a_libertine]

Markus looked at Shelby's text and decided to tell the truth:

Yeah, I am. That doesn't particularly mean that I am leaving with her. Even if I do leave with her, nothing says we can't find thirty minutes alone for some special time together. Whatcha think?

​

He hit send before he could rethink the whole thing. He wondered what her limits were, she had said she was accustomed to being the other woman, what did that entail?

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby was standing in the copy shop when she got his text.

She was surprised by her reaction, she was disappointed that he had a date. She knew that was completely unfair of her. She was his father's mistress for crying out loud. Of course he was going to have a date. Probably a beautiful date, and one that belonged at a high end gala.

Shelby found herself wondering what type of woman he would bring. Would he have one of his cougars at the Gala or perhaps a girl that was true girlfriend material. Someone his family would approve of and someone else that she could be a secret from.

Well, no worries. I will be there all night. I am handling some of the PR details of the event, so I am sure we will bump into each other.

Shelby was trying to sound nonchalant but that wasn't how she felt. She found herself feeling very insecure about going to the Gala. What if Mrs. McDowell figured out who she was? What if she screwed up and lost her job? What if Erick decided to be angry with her again? What if Markus was in love with the girl he was bringing to the Gala?

Shelby collected the order at the print shop and headed to the deli trying to let go of her thoughts about Markus.

 

[a_libertine]

Markus looked at Shelby's text and replied:

If I have my way, sweet one, I will not bump into that hot lovely pussy of yours, repeatedly at the gala. Who knows, maybe I can get my date to clean one or both of us afterwards.

Will you be wearing anything under that dress he chose for you?
​

Markus hit send on the text and returned to working out. He was taking it easy, spending more time yapping and texting than actually pressing weights. After all, he had to find a date for the gala.

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby delivered lunches around the PR department. She put away the documents from the copy shop, delivering them to the appropriate desks and departments. She settled in to her desk and ate her salad as the office chattered.

Shelby wondered what Erick was doing down the hall. She had half expected him to call her down, but was relieved that he seemed to want her to do her actual work.

She didn't reply to Markus's text right away. She wasn't sure what to tell him. She felt ridiculous about the way she felt about him. She wanted to be in his lap, kissed and cuddled and listening to his soft voice. She loved the way he whispered against her ear. It made her want to get on her knees and adore his cock.

She decided to reply.

I won't be wearing anything under the dress. and I am going to wear my hair up so that my neck and shoulders will be bare.

Shelby's phone rang and she spoke to the editor of the society page. She made sure they knew what designer Mrs. McDowell would be wearing and what local celebrities would be attending.

She saw Chuck watching her from his desk. He smiled at her and waved her into his office. Shelby took her notebook with her. Chuck smiled at her as she sat down.

"Shelby, I just want to remind you that you are going to be working at the Gala. I know it can exciting to be all dressed up and at an event with the rich and famous, but we need you to project a professional image for McDowell."

Shelby nodded.
"I will be working." Her voice was serious. Just then Chuck's phone rang, Erick was asking to see Shelby in his office.

 

[a_libertine]

Erick had been working all day trying to put the fact his fucktoy was just down the hall out of his mind; which proved to be more difficult than he had thought it would be. He had caught a glimpse of her earlier when she was heading out of the building and he salivated as she walked.

His assistant was out to lunch and he had a few minutes to spare so he called Chuck having seen Shelby walk into his office. He reached down between his legs and began fondling himself while he waited for her.

When the door cracked open he looked up and saw Shelby walking in. He stood and walked over and grabbed Shelby just above the elbow and steered her toward the couch. He stopped at the end of the couch and said, "Bend over the arm."

After she complied, Erick hoisted her skirt up over her ass and looked down at her perfectly shaped ass. He slapped her ass right to left and then back handed the other cheek left to right.

He ran a finger up her slit and probed her pussy then said, "II am going to fuck you hard and fast. Then you are going back to work with our juices coating your thighs. "

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby had thought for just a moment that Erick had called her in for work, but when he grabbed her, she knew. She knew he wanted his toy. She bent over the arm of his couch, and he pulled the skirt of her blue dress up around her hips.

She stood on tiptoe, her legs and ass on display. He slapped her ass a few times. She moaned softly as he fingered her.

Then she heard him unbuckle his belt and unfasten his pants and she knew her body would respond. It was almost Pavlovian. He slapped her ass again and then she felt him push into her hard. A soft, needy sound escaped her lips.

He grabbed her hair and started fucking her, hard and fast. Shelby had to bite her lip to stay quiet. She could hear his body slamming into hers. She hoped no one was right outside his door.

 

[a_libertine]

This was the life he thought as he slammed into his fucktoy's hot cunt. The fact that it took only a couple strokes of his finger plus one of his cock to get her sopping wet was like a steroid for him. It filled him with a sense of power and virility that even Viagra couldn't touch.

The wet slapping sound of his hips in the large office was not nearly enough to fill it, so he added his hand to the chorus. As he slammed forward he slapped her ass, stroke by stroke until her ass was warm to the touch and bright pink on the verge of turning red.

"Too bad I can't take you with me next week. I would love to fuck you in the jet."

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby gripped the couch and moaned softly as he reddened her ass. She knew it was going to be tender to sit the rest of the afternoon.

"I will miss you while you are gone, Sir." One of his slaps on her ass caught a sore spot, one of the welts from the roses that was almost healed. She cried out sharply and then clamped her mouth shut. But it only muffled the sounds. She still whimpered. She could feel her own wetness on her thighs.

Shelby clawed at the couch. Her thighs shaking. She covered her mouth with her own hand, trying to stay quiet.

 

[a_libertine]

Erick looked down at his fucktoy's ass as he plunged into her repeatedly. He watched her quiver with each slap if his hand and each thrust of his turgid member.

For about one moment he considered changing holes and taking her ass instead. As quickly he decided against it, there wasn't time enough for that. But maybe if she used a butt plug at work on occasion. ..

He saw the know to his door turn, but it didn't open and Erick knew whoever it was heard what was going on and stopped. That though sent him over the edge and with a grunt he slammed home one last time and came.

 

[wideeyedone]

Shelby whimpered when she saw the door knob moving and then she felt Erick's body tense. She felt him unload inside of her and he practically pushed himself off of her. A few seconds later there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. McDowell, Chuck from PR is here to see you." Ashley called through the door, her voice a little louder than it had to be. Shelby scrambled up off of the couch and straightened her dress, tugging it down and smoothing her hair. Her face was flushed and her thighs were sticky.

As soon as Erick had situated himself he called for Ashley to come in. Shelby did her best to pretend that she had been in his office for work purposes. However, she knew that everyone knew better. Erick looked rather proud of himself. Chuck was leering like a junior high kid, and Ashley looked at Shelby with disgust.

Shelby rushed back to her desk and got busy, but she felt as if everyone in the office was staring at her. She was glad the Gala was the next day, so that everyone would have something new to talk about.