Conquering Alexis:

[faith]

This is a thread for Tibvo and faith. Read and Enjoy…..

Alexis Clayton is the forty-two year old wife of Robert Clayton the III. Robert is the highly successful administrator of the Tender Mercies Regional Hospital. His family’s fortune financed much of the building of the hospital. When the hospital started losing money he took over and in less than five years turned it into a money making proposition.

Robert is 20 years Alexis senior. They married shortly after she got her MBA, and to the world she is happy to be the woman behind the man…

Looking in the mirror over the wet bar I see a woman who knows how to get what she wants from this life. My hair is cut short and layered. The out-fit I wear says money, power and class. I am petit which always deceives the men who pass thought the office doors...

“Excuse me, Mrs. Clayton. Mr. Clayton is waiting in your…I mean waiting in his office wanting to speak to you.”

“Of course Cathy, tell him I will be right there.”


Straightening my shoulders, I wait a few heartbeats before I follow. Entering the office, I laugh to myself at what I find. Robert is sitting in my seat behind the desk. The fact that his name is on the door means less than nothing. This must be important but I will make him pay for that … what the world thinks is one thing what he know is another. Looking at Robert objectively, I must admit he is a very good-looking man. Tall and strong…until you look at his backbone. Well were his back bone is suppose to be anyway…

“Robert, what brings you here. I don’t remember calling you.”

Watching him get to his feet I wait for his answer. I can already tell from the way his eyes avoid mine that I will not be pleased.

“Alexis, I have made an appointment to interview an young man about filling in the position created by the death of Dr. Hamilton. My old friend Jeremy Powers’ son Brad is coming here at 2:00 to meet with me. I thought you might…uh would... well that you should be there too….”

I can’t help the inner sneer at the thought of this one. He is probable a carbon copy of his father who is a carbon copy of Robert.

“Fine, only I can’t do it at 2:00. Reschedule for anytime after 3:00”

Sit in my chair at my desk…paybacks a bitch baby…

 

[Tibxo]

Just after 3.30, he enters the outer office to Mr Robert Clayton the Third. The middle-aged woman who is busily typing away looks up from her terminal.

"May I help you?" she asks, her voice polished.

"I have come to see Mrs Clayton. " he replies, flashing his white teeth, "I have a 3 o'clock appointment."

She looks back at the screen.

"Ah yes, Mr Bradford Powers." Picking up the phone, the woman tells the person on the other end that he is there and puts it down again.

"If you can take a seat, Mr Powers. Mrs Clayton will be with you in a few minutes."

Half an hour later, the phone on the woman's rings and she picks it up.

"You may go in now." she tells him after she puts down the receiver.

Mrs Clayton's office tells him one thing. The Claytons have money though he already knows that. From the furnishings to the deep-pile carpet, it shows him that the occupant has expensive but refined tastes. Looking over at the large desk situated by the window, he sees a handsome looking woman shuffling some papers.

"Good afternoon, Mr Powers." She says to him, not even looking up at him. "Take a seat."

She does not even apologise for making him wait.

He sits down in the chair in front of her desk.

"I hear that you are interested in taking the late Dr. Hamilton's position here at Tender Mercies." She continues, still not looking up.

"Not exactly." he replies.

His words causes her to finally look up and he smiles at her realisation that he is not Bradford Powers. Not hard considering that the man sitting before her is a 6ft 4in thickly set black man...

 

[faith]

Alexis

Looking at the papers before me, I read clause after clause. This deal has possibilities. When Robert negotiates, he will have to specify that....

"Mr. Powers is here to see you, Ma'am"

Looking at the papers spread out before me, damn the interruption, let him wait....

"Tell him I will be right with him.

Picking up the papers, I all but dismiss Brad from my mind. Spending the next thirty minutes pouring over the contract, I sigh as I finish. Feeling the tight muscles in my neck, I dread the meeting with Brad even more but I need to get it over with.

"Cath, you can send him in."

Hearing the gentle swish of the door."Good afternoon, Mr. Powers." I say to him, not even bothering to look up. "Take a seat. I hear that you are interested in taking the late Dr. Hamilton's position here at Tender Mercies."

"Not exactly." he replies.

The voice was not right. That was my first thought, it was too deep. Looking up I was shocked to find this… stranger in my office. I had read Brads file, I knew his father. This …man was not Brad. Looking across the desk, there was nothing to my liking in this man. He was just to…everything: too young, too arrogant, and too big. Meeting his coal black eyes, for moment it’s as if there is a duel taking place and there was something else there that I couldn't identify. How ridiculous. Breaking eye contact….

“What may I do for you … Mister… Sorry, I didn’t catch your name”

 

[Tibxo]

He looks at her.

Yes, she is very attractive and it is obvious that she is the real power running this hospital.

The decision is made. He gets up.

"If you want to know my name, then you will have to have dinner with me on Thursday night. I wouldn't want to disturb your husband, so I will pick you up from here at 8.30."

Without even waiting for an answer, he walks out of the office and out of the building...

 

[faith]

Alexis

Watching his back as he walks out the door. I sit stunned at his audacity. Who the hell did he think he is? I would make sure he never gained access to my office again.

“Cath, I need you in here now.”

Leaning back in my chair, I replay the last few minutes in my mind. I can’t forget the look in his eyes. There was something there I had never seen before. It was a dare. He had thrown down a gauntlet. Did I pick it up, or leave it lay? Why should I do anything? The sound of his voice, I recognized that sound but I was sure I had never heard his voice before. It was as if I had heard it in a dream. I look up at the sound of Cathy coming through the door…

“Mrs. Clayton, there is a man in the waiting area claiming He is Brad Powers. What should I do?”

Making a decision…

“Cath, send him on in but first contact Mr. Jamison. I need to cancel our Thursday night meeting something has come up that need my attention”

 

[Tibxo]

Thursday, 9.00pm.

A black Rolls Royce pulls up in front of the main entrance to Tender Mercies Regional Hospital.

Sitting inside, he picks up his car phone and punches Mrs Alexis Clayton's direct phone number.

He leans back as he waits for it to be answered...

 

[Guest]

Alexis

8:38 Thursday...

Looking at the clock, I straighten the papers on my desk. A tight ball of anger forms in my gut.

8:47...

pacing the confines of the office...


8:56...

Sitting at my desk, I slam the book shut...

"How dare he."

9:00...

My private phone line rings... only Robert would be calling on that line....


"What do you want now?"

 

[Tibxo]

"Is that anyway to talk to your handsome stranger who is taking you out tonight?" Inside the car, his brilliant white teeth gleam as he smiles...

 

[faith]

Alexis

Instead of the expected high tenor of Robert's voice, I hear a voice in my ear that is deep, dark, and smooth. It flows over me like honey, cascading down my body bringing nerves to life that I was unaware I even possessed. The anger I feel at that discovery almost overwhelm me… almost.

"Is that anyway to talk to your handsome stranger who is taking you out tonight?"

I am torn, my instincts scream at me to hang up on this man. Nobody but nobody treats me like this yet I am intrigued. Damn… I hit the switch on the desk light, plunging the room into darkness. Leaning back, I turn my chair towards the bank of windows... In the velvet darkness of the night sky, low on the horizon, a crescent moon rises. My voice comes out low and husky…

“What do you want?”

 

[Tibxo]

The smile broadens as he hears her voice. Though young, his experience with women tells him that she is interested, even if she will not admit it.

"I wanted to apologise for being late." He says...

 

[faith]

Alexis

"I wanted to apologize for being late." He says in that voice.

Looking out into the night, I sigh. This was so simple: just hang up the phone. That’s all I have to do. Easy answer. The funny thing is I am not even sure what the question is. Why was I even thinking about what to do? Closing my eyes, I gently place the receiver in the cradle of the phone. I dial another number speak for a few moment then hang up...

Gathering my things, I leave the office. Walking through the now silent halls, I reach the security desk…I nod to Mr. Morris.

“Mrs. Clayton, would you like me to call your driver?”

“Thank you but no. Tonight I will drive myself. Goodnight Tim.”

Stepping through doors, I am aware of the heat and humidity. I pull the pins from my hair just before reaching up to loosen the top buttons of my blouse. As the third button comes free, I see him…and for an unguarded moment I drink in the sight of him....

 

[Tibxo]

His associate is waiting by the tree as she comes out. For a moment, he can see disappointment? appear on her face as he approaches her.

"Mrs Clayton." He says.

"Yes?" She replies, sounding irritable.

"My employer wants to convey his regrets for not being able to stay to attend your dinner. However he wants to make it up to you. "

The man hands Mrs Clayton a business card. On it is simply a telephone number.

"If you are prepared to phone this number, he is willing to discuss with you something that could be beneficial both to you and your hospital."...

 

[faith]

I see him…and for an unguarded moment I drink in the sight of him.... standing over by my car, Brad… my newest pet.
Out of the corner of my eye, I catch the approach of a stranger…. I’m disappointed that my fun is delayed…

"Mrs. Clayton." He says.

Trying to keep the irritation out of my voice….”yes?”

"My employer wants to convey his regrets for not being able to stay to attend your dinner. However, he wants to make it up to you. "

The man hands me a business card. On it is simply a telephone number. Turning it over I find no clue to the man…

"If you are prepared to phone this number, he is willing to discuss with you something that could be beneficial both to you and your hospital."

Looking past the man, I sigh, “Arrogan…never mind “
Walking to my car, I run my finger along Brad's jaw, kissing him I say softly,
“Another time”

Sliding behind the wheel, as I start dialing the number, I feel a dampness between my legs….

 

[Tibxo]

The number's answering service kicks into play.

"Thank you for calling. I'm afraid that the person you want to speak to is not available at the moment. Please try again later."

and the line goes dead...

 

[faith]

Alexis...

Slamming the cell phone down on the seat, I floor the car. Like a bullet it streaks along the roads. Coming to a familiar intersection, I have to choose home or danger...

Turning onto the coastal road, I let give in to the need for speed. Flooring it, I laugh as the speedometer needle is buried.

"Fuck it...fuck 'em all"

Seeing the lights ahead, I slow down. Turning in the drive, I open the door and head to the house. Pulling a key from my purse, I unlock the door...

 

[Tibxo]

And lying on the door mat...

Is a card with the message:

Remember to call...

 

[faith]

Alexis

Wearing nothing more than a sheet and a thoughtful look, I lean back against the headboard and watch the glowing tip of the joint as the smoke swirls. Laying it into the ashtray, I watch the candlelight in the room as it plays games with the shadows. Reaching fingers play softly between my legs. Keeping myself on the edge of cumming, I close my eyes and think of the stranger. He’s face and voice coming to me as I close my eyes and dream. I imagine his mouth drinking from me. His tongue finds the apex of my pleasure. Over and over again he laps at the portal of my desire. I dream of his lips as they latch on to the nubbin of flesh that cries out for his touch…

Realizing what I am doing I stop. This is ridiculous. He is nothing to me. With sticky fingers, I pick up the card from where it lays on the bedside table. I gently finger it. Picking up the receiver, I start dialing. Telling myself, I am only calling him for the good of the hospital I listen to the ringing in my ear…

 

[Tibxo]

Laying back in his silk bed, he watches as the woman kneeling over him tenderly plays with his arousal.

"Very good! Now I want you to take it deep!"

He smiles as she attempts to, hearing her gasping at the effort.

"Keep trying." He says, watching her head moving lower and lower

A phone rings.

Without missing a beat, he picks up the cell phone and looks at it. His beam broadens.

Flipping it open, he places it to his ear and says:

"Hello?"

At the moment, the woman hits rock bottom...

 

[faith]

Alexis

Hearing the voice on the other end I immediately recognize it as him. The richness reaches out through the night and touches me. Mentally shaking myself, I realize one very simple fact...

I still do not know this mans name...

"Your card said to call. <Husky laughter> but it didn't say what to call you... Would you mind giving me a hint here?"

 

[Tibxo]

He feels the woman trying to raise, his hand stops her.

"From what I hear, you like men with a little mystery. Now I have a question for you. What are you doing Saturday?"

He knows that she is supposed to be celebrating her husband's birthday...

 

[faith]

Alexis

As I listen to his voice, I can’t help but to touch myself and to let the feeling engulf me...

"From what I hear, you like men with a little mystery. Now I have a question for you. What are you doing Saturday?"

Picking up the joint, I take a hit. Holding the smoke in for a second, I think about Saturday with dread.

“Saturday, we are having a few people in for a quiet gathering. Robert is celebrating his birthday. Nothing Earth shattering but it should be nice. Why do you ask?”

 

[Tibxo]

"Presently." He replies.

"Now another question. What are you wearing?"

He lifts his hand up, allowing the woman to move her head away, coughing. He can't but help feel a little disappointed with her...

 

[faith]

Alexis

What are you wearing?"

The question catches me by surprise. Feeling the silk as it glides against my skin teasing my nipples. I let my fingers dip just inside to retrieve a little of the dew. Moving my fingers up to touch my clit, I gently massage the hard nubbin. With unusual frankness, I answer.

“Nothing but a smile”

 

[Tibxo]

He can imagine her, naked. His arousal increases at the thought.

"Are you lying on top of your sheets?"...

 

[faith]

Alexis

Arching my body as I near the point of no return, I stop as I reach the very edge. I want to hold on to this feeling...letting myself relax, I start over again....

"Does it matter? I'm under the sheet"