Competitors

Another ping sounded on her laptop, only to find his message. A quick image of him fucking her flashed in her mind and it made her squirm, aroused, even as she looked at the site he recommended.

Shannon couldn't believe it! How could she feel aroused when what he was doing should make her feel so disgusted. What was wrong with her? So he was hot and sexy, but that man...That infuriating man had collected photos of her old self. No. That was no longer her. The old her would have jumped his bones even without the bet...and even allowed him to take her in the ass. But no! Now, she wouldn't do either. She was more decent now, and she hated it at the back. She couldn't keep off the feeling of disgust and pain when her boyfriend did it, and she obliged only because he liked it.

Well, the sexual pushover was no longer here. And as nice as the lingerie was, she was not going to get one. Certainly not for him. And certainly not because she was going to lose.

She was going to win this. She had to. There was no choice for her but to win.

But even as she tried to prepare, even as she tried to sleep, she couldn't erase the image of him looking down at her with that smirk of his and owning her. In her dreams, she even dreamed of him talking dirty to her that she woke the next day wet and wanting.
 
Next day went on nicely for Fred. he made his arrangements on his presentation, asking some colleagues to send him drawings and sketches, to edit them, enhance them, gave them the best artistic look. He didn't explain, even with those that yelled at him because they had already spent so much time on the 3D model.
That was his morning.
He had lunch downtown at a dinner with two administrative assistants, men very close to members of the city council. They talked, they ate, they laughed.
After that, he sent a new email to Shannon : "I still got the pics. You know what they would do if you don't loose. Abandon this, let me have the contract, and I'll keep them to myself."
Then he went for a little walk in the park because he needed fresh air before returning to the hotel to work on his presentation with the final drwaings he had just received.
 
Shannon constantly fretted about the pictures. How much did he know? How many did he see? Could he also have seen the videos? Oh, shit...Her stomach tumbled and her heart lurched. He said he wanted to fuck her, so that could only mean he must be masturbating to her photos. Shit. Shit. Shit!

As much as she wanted to throw those thoughts away, they kept bugging her as she met with the kingmakers of the city--the men and women who paid the city's politicians and decision makers to make sure they stayed in office. She struggled to engage with them, but she did try. The images in her head and the knowledge that he had dug up old memories she had long since buried bothered her to no end!

By the end of the day, she didn't feel like she had done a really good job convincing them. She felt so crappy that she even went to the gym, forgetting to put the final touches on her presentation and the added information she got from the kingmakers. Finished with letting out steam, she walked to the bar to get a drink or two and checked her e-mail. The message she saw turned her taste buds bitter.

No! He wouldn't! That was...No! She couldn't let him! She had to find him and straighten this whole thing out. The press and the tabloids would certainly have a field day eating all this up, especially since she was the poster child for successful, empowered women who didn't use her sexuality to get on top and ahead of the competition.
 
Happy after his day, sure of himself, Fred went down to the lobby for a little cocktail before his supper downtown with a group of so-called lobbysits whose actions were not always on the right side of law but who were of a high level of authority for everything in town. Their support owuld be a great plus to get the contract, as they would influence the city council.

He entered the bar and saw her sitting on a high stool at the counter, a drink at hand, eyes on her smartphone, hair still wet form a recent shower. She seemed not happy at all. He smiled as he approached slowly.

Fred took a high stool next to her, his smile broad.

- Hi Shannon, how was your day?

A motion to the barman made him order the same drink as her.

- As for myself, I made the last meetings I had to, and the last additions to my presentation. I cancelled the 3D model from it, I hold your bet. Ready to loose it?
 
Shannon literally jumped from her seat when he sat next to her, asking her about her day. The truth was, her day was crap. The kingmakers loved her before the meeting. Now, they weren't so sure, and neither was she. How could she lose them? She already had them at the palm of her hand and he came in swooping down to ruin everything! She turned her glare at him, taking her seat back, not knowing if she should be frustrated, angry, mournful, afraid or, strangely, turned on.

"Do you really mean to show them if I don't back down?" She crossed her arms under her breasts, looking at his drink. He got the same thing she did. To what purpose she had no idea. "Where did you get them anyway?"

Not knowing where they came from galled her. She leaned his closer to his ear, her voice a stream of hiss from her teeth. "Why is it that you want to fuck me that badly, huh? Why can't you get a hussy somewhere else? Someone who actually wants to do you."
 
Fred had a grin, a vicious voracious predatory grin on his face. He whispered in her ear in answer.

- I'll show them yes. Well you set some new rules to our challenge, I accepted them. Doens't mean that I can't use something else.

He giggled at her question.

- Because oyu're a challenge Shannon. I can have many girls so easily, but you... The taste of your anger when you'll abandon yourself to me will be the sweetest one. besides, i must say that those pics show me that you must be real good in a bed ; and also out of the bed as some pics showed me. You nkow, you shouldn't be so confident about people taking such pics. The internet and connected hard drives are so full of pretty surprises theses days, it's so easy to access them.

He sit again stright on his chair, and grab his glass, lifting it.

- Cheers, let the best of us win!

He stared right into her eyes.

- And of course it'll be me.

He took a long sip.
 
Well, she had not asked anyone to take a photo of her. Many of them were taken when she didn't know. The only one she consented was the sorority party. But then again, that was the initiation. Everyone had a photo of them in such situations. It was called "Mutually Assured Destruction" if any of them leaked the photos. On that note, who on earth leaked hers? She couldn't believe it would be anyone from the sorority. There was hell to pay if anyone ever did that!

No...there was no way she would let those photos leak. That was more precious than losing one contract. But what came after the loss was what was grating her. She was going to submit to him. To be his sexual plaything. The problem was, there was no stipulation as to how long that was. It was her chance to pounce on that loophole.

She chugged her drink down in anger, her eyes boring through his skull. "Have your one night of fun, then, because you're never going to have that night again."
 
- It will be so much fun for both of us swettheart that you'll come begging on your knees for more. You know I?m right, you know that you want it. So if I were you, I'd already be in the lingerie store to buy something nice. There's one just one block from the hotel on the left, it's rather expensive, but I'm sure you can afford that.

he sipped the rest of his drink and stood up.

- Now if you'll excuse me, I have an appointment.

He patted her shoulder.

- And, Shanon, perhaps you'd prefer to cancel your appoinment for the presentation tomorrow. It would be better not to come than botching it all in front of all of them. You could spend your tme taking a long bath and cleaning and shaving yourself before we meet.

He began to walk away and launched a lst thing over his shoulder.

- 7pm here tomorrow!
 
Shannon glared at his retreating back. If he thought she was going to wilt and just give up, he's got another thing coming. If there was anything about her he was going to learn, it was that she never gave up. Tenacity was one of her virtues and he just had to suck up the fact that she wasn't going down without a fight. Even though she was going to lose on purpose.

Argh! She hated herself for doing this, but she didn't have a choice. If she won, he was going to spread her photos. Her stomach churned. That was the one thing she couldn't risk doing. Failures were always accounted for in business. Even great men failed sometimes, and she was not an exclusion. It was that, she never failed this spectacularly. Ever.

Sighing, she went up to her room, refusing to prepare for him as he told her to. He might be using her body, but her will was not going to break. One night and everything would be over. Unless...

Her stomach did another flip. What if he used her photos as leverage for making her crawl to his side for another night. And another. And another. She felt faint. She had left that life. vowing to concentrate on her career and setting her life to rights. Never to rely on a man ever again. She should be a new woman, never again a slave to her sexual urges, but he broke that. He was reverting her back to the way she was.

Maybe, if she was in luck, she could scour his room for his blackmail material and rip it from his hands. Then she could go back to her old life. Yes. That was motivation enough. She could do this. It would only be one night and it would be all over.
 
Fre dwas in the cab towards his supper. He took out his smartphone and playfully decided to sent Shannon a reminder. This one was a video. And well one could see her tastes and how talented she was with her mouth. It should never be said where he get his hands on this one, but she seemed to be at ease there. very hot. Just adding it to the email made his cock stir in his pants. "Just saw the shop, it's sill open at this time Shannon. I hope you'll go there, because you ond't want me to get angry and deceived."
 
Shannon stood stood firm and went to the presentation as if she wasn't going to do a poor job at it. His message last night proved the extent of his connections and technical ability if he could get that video. That was the first time she ever did that at her boyfriend's urging. He told her she was a natural at it. She couldn't tell.

She kept fidgeting at her seat as the people filed in. She wouldn't even look at Fred as he came in. As much as she tried not to think about what was going to happen, she couldn't help but get wet.

Sooner than she wanted, the meeting started and the presentations began. She wring her fingers under the table until it was her turn. The last presenters was her and Fred. She dreaded every step she took and gave her presentation. She certainly did better than the rest of the other presentors, but she didn't give it her all. She only wished Fred could certainly do a better job. She was just as passionate as she ever was and even though she didn't prepare and do her best, she was still pretty impressive. If Fred was to upstage her, he still had to work for it.

She certainly was not going to hand it over in a silver platter to him.
 
Fred sat calmly in the room and watched every presentation with disdain, leaning back in his seat. he exchanged some wniks with some officials in the room. One competitor was so bad that he almost laughed loud.
When Shannon's turn came, his smile turned to a grin. He let his eyes wander along her whole body for the whole presentation, making sure she saw him do it. Her professionnal skirt-blouse-jacket-heels combination was very nice and sexy, and he wondered what she had under it. She was good, he had to admit. As she began, he lamost thought that she wanted to win and that she didn't care about the pictures and videos. But as it went on, he knew she wasn't giving her best. She made mistakes, she wasn't sure in some answers she gave, she fumbled on some words. She was not going to win this.
When his turn came, he was really confident. He was stressless, relaxed, and talked about the hwole thing in a very friendly way, making the lack of 3D model pass for something done willingfully to enhance the "human and close to the people" feeling of the whole project. He was the one that was aplaused.

They all had to leave the room, they would be contacted at the end of the day for the results. When they left, Fred walked near Shannon. "Ready for your night, babe?" He patted her butt over her skirt slightly and sent her one of his voracious grins.
 
The way he looked at her made her squirm and fumble at her words. It had the desired effect in terms of flubbing her bet, but not for her reputation. At the end of it all, she couldn't live with what she had done. She couldn't live this down. Not in a million years!

She nearly stormed out of the room when the presentations were over, and then, Fred came up to her. She felt his hand over her ass and she looked at him with a death piercing glare. "Take your hands off me," she hissed and swatted his hand off her. "The deal's not yet done." Even though she said those words, she knew it wasn't true. the deal was done. Fred was the best and for the first time in her life, she sucked. She could see the decision in their eyes even before Fred finished. She was doomed. Her boss was going to string her up for this. She could take that. But her photos and videos spread around. No! That would be the end of her and her career. It was only for one night. Just. One. Night.

She stalked off still refusing to get the lingerie that he was suggesting.
 
Fred took a cab back to the hotel. He took a quick meal on the way and then moved to his room. He was going to relax that afternoon. But before that, he had to make sure of one thing so he pulled out his emails and wrote one. "Dear Shanon, if you want our little secret kept as a secret, I insit on you being dressed nicely this evening. Don't forget the time and palce of our rendez-vous. "

Then he went down to the swimming pool and get a few swims across.
 
Shannon got the message immediately and she was immediately fired up. She stormed out to sending him a message back, but stopped when she saw him at the pool. Striding up to him, she went to the edge of the pool where he was and stood over him as he finished one of his laps. Her foot tapped on the pebbly ground glaring down at him, still not changing out of her business suit.

"That was not part of the bargain." She growled at him, oblivious to the fact that he could stare up under her skirts. She was wearing plain white cotton underwear. "I'm not going to wear something nice for you!"
 
He looked up at her, appreciating thew vhiew from below. His elbows were resting on the edge of the pool, his chin over them. He took some time to look in details along her legs, under the skirt, and upwards. She was clearly furious. He thought an instant baout pulling her in the water and that made him smile...

- As you wish Shanon. The pics are ready to be free, ready to live their lives and travel wherever they want.
 
Shannon's mouth hung. "You have got to be kidding me!"

She considered her options and groaned inwardly. She couldn't believe the situation she was in! Her whole world felt like it was crumbling around her. Her shoulders sagged and rubbed her forehead still oblivious as she worried about her own problem. "Look, just...get me what you want. Have it delivered in my room. You want me in it, you pay for it." Without waiting for his response, she stalked off.
 
Fred took his time loking at her, at her hips swaying, at her calves over the heels. it was good to be in water, hiding his boner. Then he grinned.
When his manhood calmed down, he slid out of the pool, dried himself and get dressed, going to the shop. He spent some time choosing a set (learning Shannon's size was easy with his internet connections), and he amde sure for it to be delivered a bit before their appointment.
Then he went to his room and waited. The phone call came. The others had already been informed that they had lost the contract. He got it and was invited on the next day to sign it with the city council. He gave a great thank you.

3 minutes before their appointment, Fred was sitting on a high stool at the bar, two cocktails in front of him.
 
Shannon found the lingerie he sent to her room a little before the appointed time. At least it wasn't the one that made a mockery of lingerie where the crotch and nipples had no cover. This told her what kind of a man he was--a man who liked to enjoy his prize and not just take her and use her. She groaned as she donned it and chose a button-down shirt and a pleated mini skirt along with her high heels. If she was going to wear them, she might as well look fashionable in them.

Looking at the time, she was ten minutes late already. She shrugged. Let him stew in his own cauldron. There was nothing he could do to put her completely under his thumb...

She shivered remembering the hard-on she saw on him one time. Was that for her? She shivered again feeling her pussy throb. No! She couldn't have that! But then, he already saw a lot of photos about her, so maybe that could be the reason?

No use dwelling on that. She shook her head and headed down the bar. As she rode the elevator down, her eyes widened at a sudden thought. Did his research also tell him that she was a slave to cumming? That she would do almost anything for even the smallest orgasm? Hopefully not. Hopefully, all he saw were photos and videos. Nothing more.

But...if he did know, she was in a great deal of trouble.
 
She was not on time, of course. A woman knows how to make herself more desirable. When she showed herself, he gave her a warm smile, stood up and motionned her for the empty stool next to his. Hi sat again after her and grabbed his own glass.

- Welcome Shannon, and cheers. To our night.

This ended with a grin, as he took his time looking her up and down, appreciating how her clothes showed her curves and hid her body at the same time. A perfectly well chosen pieces of clothing. He took a sip of his cocktail.

- You look beautiful tonight. I'm very happy.
 
Shannon grimaced seeing him, but she gathered her composure and sat beside him. It unnerved her to know that he wasn't even the least bit ticked that she was late. Maybe she should have come even later? No. There was no use regretting the past.

She looked at him from the corner of her eye as he spoke. Haughty, arrogant and completely full of himself! Shannon had never met a man so sure of himself and still prove himself correct. If they weren't in their situation right then, she would have praised such a trait in a man. But as it was, she was on the receiving end of his arrogance so all she really could admire was that, no matter how she looked at him, he certainly was panty-dropping hot!

Shannon took a sip of her cocktail and shrugged. "It's only for one night. Might as well get it over with."
 
He smiled back at her, let his hand rest on her leg, on the soft stockings.

- Once you've lived this night, you'll ask for more, my dear.

He took another sip of his glass.

- I've reserved a table for a supper here at the hotel. Too much action with an empty belly isn't good...

He stood up and offered her his hand, an invitation to follow him.
 
The hand on her thigh was warm, sending goosebumps on the back of her neck. She wanted to thwart him and turn the tables around, but in this, he left her with no choice. Not when he had the trump card. So she followed him and hoped to high heaven that she would survive this night.

"Let's get one thing straight," she said as the waiter left them with the restaurant menu, "after this night, you would have to vow never to leak any and all photos and videos of me. And! You won't breathe this to another living soul."

She chose the most expensive item on the menu for good measure. It was a very petty revenge, but it was the most she could do at the moment.
 
- I may approve with not giving to anyone the pics or videos I've gathered, yes.

During the meal, Fred ate but also spent time appreciating the beauty in front of her. She had done so well with her make up and clothing, she was so much tempting.

- Tell me Shanon, how was your intimate life those last times. Those pics and vids seem to go back to quite some time ago. Nothing recent. Have you been frustrated recently? Nothing to give your relief?
 
Shannon breathed a sigh of relief hearing the good news. After this, things would be back to normal and she would make sure to kick his ass next time...but there was the issue of the word he used: may. What did he mean "may"?

Throughout dinner, she felt him looking at her as if boring though her very soul. She tried to ignore it, but it was impossible. Those eyes made her squirm and she dreaded the thoughts that he had of her...of what he intended later.

She looked up as he asked her and she sat back. "Nothing. I told you. Right now, all that matters to me is my job and my career. And thanks to you, I've been set back quite a bit. And no, I'm not frustrated." The last statement was a lie. Yes, she was very frustrated and she dealt with it by drowning herself in more work. There had been a few times when she was sent to the hospital because of overfatigue.
 
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