Passion... No strings attached... yet (Closed)

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Katia Monroe

She may have had to share the kids with her ex husband which keeps him in her life for SO very much longer than she would have liked but at least when he copped an attitude with the judge She did get the house and half his money. Which afforded her to go back into modeling and hiring a very talented and highly envied personal assistant and agent. Which found her in a pleasurable relationship where neither were tied down by the other... no... Love just good friends riding the hell out of each other when they needed it or just wanted it... permanent booty call if you will.

She sat back by the pool looking over the various offered photo shoots an debating where she wanted to next... The Islands... The Desert... Out west... Where oh where to go? She ran her fingers through her long sandy brown hair as she thought about where to go. Her mind however kept slipping back to the other night in the candlelight... satin... wine and her booty call in one of the most sensual passionate nights of her life. She closed her eyes smiling still feeling his lips on her lips and her breasts. So much pleasure with no need for any commitment... not that she would be willing to commit to anyone after her rocky marriage and insane divorce, and she knew he wouldn't either.

So it was perfect... so very... very perfect she thought as she looked at the phone knowing his other half would be leaving for work soon.
 
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Chase Fontaine, 25
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 190

A young man who was trying to break into show business, either as talent or on the business end of things, found himself waking up at 7:30 AM on a Wednesday morning to get to work before eight AM. Chase Fontaine had left his home in the midwest less than a year ago. He thought he could have moved out to one of the coasts and make it as an actor or maybe a model. He didn't find much work as an actor, but did land some interest as a model. He quickly eschewed the modeling career for himself. He had nothing against the guys who did it, he just felt it was an industry that was an elegant dream for women, and more of an embarrassment for men. The entire industry empowered women but emasculated men. To make it to the top of the modeling industry, a woman needs to be smart, savvy, and meet every opportunity with tenacity. Guys just needed to be luck and look dumb, and most of the time, the best were just as dumb as they look. The only smart male models became actors, and they quickly left modeling behind.

With no luck acting, and a complete disdain for male modeling, and an MBA burning a hole on his resume, Chase decided maybe the behind the scenes part of show business would fit him better. He applied for a personal assistant position with some "unlisted travelling personality." He was more than thrilled to find out it was the world famous, albeit semi-retired supermodel, Katia Monroe. She was relaunching her career after splitting from her asshole husband and needed someone young and ambitious to follow her around the world and cater to her every whim.

Chase was intimidated by her no nonsense ambition coupled with an ice cold glare. He was definitely intimidated by the ambition and ethereal beauty. Soon into their professional relationship, they were at a shoot in Rome. The photographer was one of those temperamental artists and he had worked Katia to the bone. If such a a thing happened now, Katia would have walked off is she had wanted, but she was just starting to rebuild her reputation at that point and shot for ten hours that one day, constantly having to stop and sit for makeup and wardrobe changes. The night after the shoot, both Chase and Katia were stressed and exhausted. When Chase brought Katia the bottled water she liked back to her hotel room, Katia, pent up with frustration, quietly kissed him with no words. And they soon let out their stress with one another in a passionate release.

Since that night, Chase and Katia semi-regularly hooked up to release frustration or just to have fun. Chase was uneasy with fucking his boss early on, but it soon became a fun booty call for the both of them. Although when Chase thought about it, Katia could pretty much have any man she wanted, which made Chase feel flattered that she seemed to want him regularly. Chase couldn't help but feel affection toward Katia, but he wasn't sure if it was genuine feelings or something else distorting itself as feelings.

But there he was out of the shower brushing his teeth looking at his toned body in the mirror at 7:37 AM. Within eight minutes he had to be out the door, and at Katia's favorite coffee shop by 7:45 so he could arrive at her place by 8:15 so they could start her day.

By 8:05, Chase was five minutes away from Katia's place. Chase walked up to the gatehouse and was let in. And he walked into the house to see Katia's booking manager there. Katia and her had a meeting at 8:20.

"I'll go get her, Natalie," Chase said to the manager as he walked out back to the pool.

He saw the beautiful Katia, envy of every man in the world bathing by the pool.

"Good morning," Chase said with a smile as he set Katia's coffee on the table next to her.

"Natalie is inside," Chase informed her, "she is probably hoping you finally picked where we're going this week."
 
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Wednesday already...

She sighed but smiled looking at him. She laid there watching him for a long moment before moving to sit up to drink her coffee. Spreading the pictures out she sat drinking the coffee and staring at them.

I can't decide. On two of them we would be working with Frederick or his crew and thats a headache waiting to happen

She sighed. Standing getting her robe style swimsuit cover and started towards the house with the coffee.

Lets go see what Natalie thinks or what new information she can give on the locations.
 
Chase watched as the beautiful Katia stood with grace and gathered her things. She was a work of art just sipping her coffee in the early morning sun. Chase wanted to take her right there, but he had a sense of decorum. He had a fiery passion for Katia, but he was able to restrain himself. And with Natalie waiting in the house, it would be quite unprofessional.

As Katia walked into the house, Chase gathered the pictures and other papers and followed Katia. Natalie had her usual surly look on her face.

"It's about time, Chase," Natalie said sourly.

"She's all yours, Natalie," Chase said calmly, "can I get you a juice or a water?"

"Coconut water," Natalie answered curtly.

Chase walked to the refrigerator and pulled out a coconut water. He waited in the kitchen to rub the excess sleep out of his eyes.
 
Natalie... I left your Mothers agency once before taking half the talent with me... don't make me repeat that. Be nice or get out.

Natalie just blinked knowing her mother would kill her if she lost Katia as a client.

Sorry Katia... Sorry Chase... So Mom has to book everyone which shoot are you in on? And before you ask Mother has threatened bodily harm to Frederick and his people if they piss of her People... and Domminic has the other shoot... just confirmed... so I guess that shrinks down your choices to The Islands or the Desert? Beyond that how do you feel about an interview with a few international mags at Fashion week in London?

As if on cue her cell rang and and Katia went to grab it. Suspecting she knew who it was she plastered the fake smile on her lips.

Hello Alec... what do you want now?
 
As Chase snapped out of his early morning sleepiness to bring the coconut water into the sitting room for Natalie, he saw Katia on her phone with the fake smile and knew exactly who was on the other end. It was confirmed when Katia uttered the name Alec as Chase handed Natalie the carton of coconut water. Chase looked at Katia and wanted to console her. Alec always brought out the worst feelings and stress in Katia, and it infuriated Chase to see her always put through it.

Natalie started to roll her eyes, but stopped when she saw Chase look derisively at her.

"Natalie, have you seen the finished gazebo, yet?" Chase asked Natalie as he escorted her out into the back to give Katia privacy.

"Chase," Natalie said like a scolding mother, "this won't affect any booking coming up will it?"

"Natalie," he shot back, "you know how much of a prick he is. And it hasn't affected anything yet, and you know it will not in the future. She's a true pro."

Chase showed Natalie the finished gazebo on the side of the house, it too had a wonderful view, yet from a different angle. They walked back to the pool to see if Katia was off of the phone and had made a decision.
 
Natalie...

She was clearly less than calm as she did her best to maintain her calm tone and attempted smile.

Book both of them Island and Desert. If they want me they will stagger the time frames on them.

Natalie stood there watching her unable to really comprehend how one man could be that idiotic as to piss off and have these little ego contests with someone who paid his way through school and helped him get the cushy job that he managed to screw up even though he went to school for it. She also felt sorry for the little girl trapped in between the two of them and was glad that her Sister and his Parents tended to help with the daughter by taking her all over the world and seeing to her school attendance and shield her at least from Alec's crap. Katia's eyes shot to Chase and back to Natalie.

NOW!

Natalie gave him a look to basically say she was glad to be leaving and felt sorry for him being trapped with her in that mood and was gone.
 
Chase looked at Katia and then walked Natalie out to her car.

"Both?" Natalie asked Chase incredulously.

"Of course both," Chase assured her.

"Can she handle that? Can you handle that?" she grilled him in the annoying way she did everything.

"Of course I can," Chase smiled, "she's a pro, and there's a reason even you tried to hire me away from Katia. I am good at my job, Natalie, damn good."

Natalie shook her head, climbed into her Prius, and drove away. Chase turned around and walked up the driveway. He saw Katia standing where he left her drinking whatever was left of her coffee.

"Katia," Chase said as he walked over to her, "is it anything you want to talk about?"

He was standing right next to her, but wasn't sure exactly what to do. He wanted to hug her, to kiss her, but he wasn't sure if that would be stepping over the line. He hedged his bets and gently rubbed his hand up and down her arm.
 
He wants the girls to come to his house early so they can go with him and his new girlfriend to meet her parents... cause of course this one is "the one" like I have not heard that before. So they won't be here so why not take both jobs... yet another decision I don't have to make...

She looked into his eyes and tried to smile even with wanting to scream.

So I guess I should go pack... care to help or should you go home a pack?
 
"You know I always have a bag packed and ready at my place," Chase told her softly, "We can just have the driver swing by on the way to the airport."

He looked at her, he wanted to stroke her cheek, kiss her nose and tell her everything was going to be okay. She'll get time with the kids soon enough, but maybe burying herself in work wouldn't be the worst thing for her.

"Let me help you."
 
Nodding she walked back into the house with him and heads to her room to prepare for the trip. Glancing over to him while she is picking things and beginning to pack... she had a few days before they had to leave but she still wanted her stuff packed and ready.

She smiled once she had the first bag packed and moved over to him and smiled reaching a hand to his cheek as she stared into his eyes. She didn't need anything beyond just the closeness. She just watched his eyes and left her hand on his cheek feeling the soft stubble beneath her hand... she loved that he seemed to always keep just a little scruff.
 
Chase felt Katia's hand on his cheek and wanted to melt. He wanted her at that moment, but knew better of it. He had just texted the driver a few minutes ago to pick them up and bring them to the airport. He simply grasped Katia's delicate hand with his, and brought it to his lips. Chase lightly kissed her hand and dropped it gently.

"There's nothing I want more than you right now," he smiled as he told her, "but I would not be doing my job if I didn't have a car coming to get us in about 20 minutes and we have to get to the airport. Ok?"
 
She sighed but smiled nodding and went back to packing. Glancing to him and handing him things from time to time and then making a couple of calls to have the dogs taken care of she turned to him.

Let me know when the car arrives I am going to tell my 4 legged boys bye and make sure that Elise and her brother and here to walk them.
 
Chase rubbed Katia's back as she walked outside to bid the dogs farewell. Chase checked the status of the town car on his gps and saw that it was about ten minutes away. He hauled Katia's luggage out to the front door to be able to load it into the towncar easier in the driveway. The young man thought from time to time in quiet moments alone, how long he could continue to be the assistant, not just to Katia, but to anyone. Nine months is not that long, but he knew at some point he would probably have to move on.

I's inevitiable, isn't it? he thought to himself.

He sent out a text to Elise arranging for her to dog sit and got a text in return from the car service saying it was nearly there, and sure enough it arrived. Chase and the driver put the luggage in the trunk, and Chase told the driver he was going to have to make a slight detour to his place en route to the airport.

Chase went through the house and saw Katia with the dogs and he playfully wrapped his right arm around her slight waist.

"Time to go," Chase said with excitement, "time to spend some time in the sand, and top it off with some time in the ocean. The car's out front waiting."
 
A wriggle of her hips feeling his arm around her waist as she smiled standing and walking back through the house and to the waiting car.

Yes time to play in the desert and the islands...

She smiled with a wink.

And get some modeling shoots done too.

With a kiss to his cheek she then seemed to dance down the steps and over to the waiting car.
 
The two were in the back of the towncar that was heading towards Chase's apartment before going to the airport, and leaving the city behind for an extended period of time. As the car drove down the streets, making all of the right turns. Chase reached down and held Katia's hand, interlocking his fingers with hers, and bringing her hand up to his mouth kissing it.

"I have one garment bag open," Chase told Katia, "you want to come inside my apartment and pick something out you like seeing me in?"

He smiled as he kissed her hand again.
 
Yeah... especially if you have not packed that dark dress shirt you wore to that club in Belgium...

She smiled winking at him moving a little to lean slightly against his shoulder her other hand moving to cover his hand as he held her other hand.

Lets go in and see what all you will need to pack.
 
The car stopped outside of Chase's apartment building.

Chase helped Katia out of the car and leaned in towards the driver.

"We'll try to quick," Chase assured the driver.

"Take your time," the driver answered as he pulled out an old spy novel and started reading, "your flight doesn't board for two hours and I get paid either way."

Chase chuckled as he pulled away from the car to meet up with Katia once again. The personal assistant slid his arm around the small of his boss's back and started walking with her towards his apartment.

Once inside the apartment, Chase shut the door behind them. He picked up the luggage already packed by the door.

"I didn't think you would take both assignments," Chase told Katia, "so I only packed enough for one of the trips. But you, oh great scion of fashion, are my personal shopper for the rest of the packing."

Chase grabbed Katia's hand and brought her into his small bedroom. Chase's apartment wasn't very big. It pretty much served as a storage space for all of his stuff. He barely even slept there as he was out of town on business for Katia a good portion of the time, and when it was convenient for the two of them, he slept at Katia's. However, he did accumulate a surprising amount high fashion clothing over the last nine months. Chase figured if he wanted to make it in the fashion business, he had better look the part.

As he opened his closet for Katia, Chase turned to her. "So Miss Monroe, think you can make me look good?"
 
That will be very easy lover. Though we have never really done anything here at your place... maybe we should think about that... some little fantasy...

She walked over closer to him reaching in the closet grabbing a couple of pairs of pants handing them to him and then finding a couple of shirts and handing them to him. Once he turned back to her she grinned and with a purr moved to pin him to the wall pressing a firm passionate kiss to his lips then released him as if nothing happened and finished helping him pack.
 
Chase grinned from ear to ear when Katia turned back around to keep packing as if that kiss never happened. He loved when she was playful and teased him, it was part of her undeniable charm. Plus, if a little teasing and a little playing could make her forget about her asshole ex-husband, if only for a moment or two, Chase was more than happy to help her out. He hated when she was in a bad mood, and always tried to lend a hand when he could, whether it be getting her favorite latte or something more physical.

Chase set down the bag he was holding and pressed his torso against Katia's back. He grasped her hips tightly as he firmly pressed against her back.

"You think because you're the world famous Katia Monroe," Chase whsipered heavily in her ear, his lips pressed against it, "that you can get away with anything you want. You cannot tease me like that and get away with."

Chase wrapped his arms around her, pressing himself even more firmly against her back, grinding himself against her hips. He lightly bit Katia's earlobe and moved his lips down to her neck.
 
She wriggled against him with this little aggressive playing of his.

Really... what are you going to do about it?

She pressed her hips back firm against him as she tried to pull away only to "find a wall" blocking her escape. A whimper slipping from her lips at his lips on her neck.
 
Chase slid one hand up to Katia's face and grasped her chin, turning her head so that he could bring his lips to hers, kissing her deeply as his other hand started to heavily pet her the clothes covering her crotch. Chase wanted her badly, he wanted to help her escape the fucked up family life she had, he loved being her escape.

"I want to make you beg," Chase told her playfully as he broke off their kiss, "I want to the world famous supermodel to beg me to let her ride me."

He dropped his hand from her face and grabbed one of her breasts through her clothes as he continued to grind himself against her hips, rubbing her through her clothes.
 
We have tried that before and you ended up being the one begging.. remember... begging to be able to do anything I wanted you to as long as you could make love to me...

She pressed back against him still wriggling in playful "struggle" with a wink.

So I highly doubt you can get me to beg lover...
 
"Is that right?" Chase asked with a devious smile. He was lightly massaging her breast with one hand and rubbing her pants with the other as he continued to kiss her neck.

He stopped rubbing her outside of her pants and slipped his hand underneath her waist band, and his index and middle fingers traced the shape of her lips through her panties. He moved his lips back to her ear and gently took her ear lobe into his mouth, gently nibbling on it.

He whispered hotly into Katia's ear while he rubbed her labia through the thin undergarments. "Maybe I always beg because this is the greatest gift the universe ever gave humanity."

Then Chase suddenly let go of her, removed his lips from her ear and back away from her. It was painful to do as Katia's body and playfulness has really stiffened his cock concealed in his pants, but he loved the sexy little games they played.

He looked her and smiled, "But if you don't need me, then I guess I should just stop right now."
 
Need... No I need to make sure you are packed up so we do not miss our plane but wanting more time with you... then yes I want us to have more time and since there was no way of getting a private plane we will have to wait till we get to the Islands before we can do anything.

She turned again pinning him to the wall.

SO are you magic enough to get us another plane and send the diver away for now or is that beyond you and we simply need to get back out to the car now... Hmmm.

Nipping at his lips she guided his hand to her breast as her other hand traced him through his pants. Enticing him to see how he would answer.
 
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