Tempted By Power

[angelique127]

Isabelle Anderson- mid twenties, a fine, fashionable female, dark brown eyes, hour glass shape with nice ample breasts, married to an dedicated advertising executive named Charles, who earns about fifty thousand a year. Fortunately, he is expecting a promotion, after working for the company for five years, which also promises a substantail increase in his salary. Unfortunately, Charles learns that the company has decided to hire someone else, a bright, young man who will bring new ideas and energy to the position. Understandably, Charles is bitter and dissappointed, and even considers resigning but Isabelle persuades him to reconsider for the time being. He agrees, of course, willing to do anything to make his younger beautiful wife happy.

To make matters worse, Charles, along with his wife, is expected to attend a formal, welcome dinner for his new boss at an exclusive, private country club. Charles and Isabella would have been offered a membership if and when he was promoted. Isabella had been looking forward to finally rubbing elbows with the rich and powerful of Charleston South Carolina's elite society...


{ At this time I am looking for a male to play the handsome, slighty arrogant but confident Drake Daniels, my hubby's new boss. You must be comitted, and willing to have a little patience. In other words, I will not jump into bed with him by the second or third post. I like to be seduced and tempted first...but I promise once I am behind closed doors and let my hair down I can be very submissive and naughty. Eventually, Drake will send my husband away for a week and because I am lonely and secretly very attracted to him, Drake promises to entertain me ! Please Private Message only first....do not post unless invited. }

 

[Sir_Roger]

OOC

Drake Daniels, 6 foot three, dark wavy hair, and piercing green eyes.
Aged 33, has been in advertising since university, working for Saatchi & Saatchi out of London and then later New York.

Daniel has already decided that he will stay in the USA, and applied for this new job with extreme confidence. He knew full well that the contacts he had established with his previous employers would swing any doubts that the CEO might have.

IC
I looked at my watch, the Cartier, a gift from a client, it was almost time to go.
Time to meet the other personnel who worked for my new company, and especially the man whom I had beaten to the job that I now had. Charles Henderson they had said that his name was, not that it interested me. As far as I was concerned, I won, he lost, and now he had two choices, do as I say or resign. I was sure that he could be replaced if necessary, with someone of my own choosing.

I stopped the Merc outside of the country club, and handed the keys to the valet, this certainly was a classy place it seemed. I had never really been to the South before, and was looking forward to meeting the people here, and getting to know them. It would be a challenge, of that I was certain, but, it would also be fun.

I knew that the Armani suit loked good on me, and I confidently opened the door, and strolled into the club, to meet whosoever might be there.

 

[angelique127]

The Timberwood Country Club

Isabelle listened as her hubby explained why he did not want to attend the function at the club. She certainly sympathized with him, after all he had been passed over for the position that he had worked so hard to attain. He had landed several large accounts in the last five years, and for management to ignore his seniority and dedication was an outrage, but to give it to a undeserving outsider was a complete disgrace. Still, they had lived in Charleston all of their lives, and to start over somewhere else, which could mean moving out of state was unthinkable. Charles would have to swallow his pride...

" Oh honey, if we don't go, people will say we are inconsiderate or resentful. It simply would not look good, you snubbing your new supervisor. Besides, I bought this new gown that I've been just dying to wear tonight ! " Isabelle pouted, not mentioning the fact that the expensive blue silk Faviana cost two hundred and fifteen dollars, not to include the matching purse, heels, stockings, gloves and garterbelt. In her defense, Isabelle had assumed that they could easily afford such luxuries if Charles got the long awaited promotion.

" I am sorry darling, but I absolutely refuse to kiss up to this...this ignorant backstabbing asshole. He is a cad of the worse kind, wait until you meet him. That accent of his will drive you up the wall. I mean, he is not even an American, let alone a southern gentleman ! "

" Calm down, honey. Let's just go, eat our little ol' dinner, have a few drinks and then leave. I spent a small fortune having my hair and nails done just for this evening. It would be such a waste not to go. " Isabelle insisted, batting her eyelashes. Charles frowned, looking reluctant. " Wait until you get home and see what I'm wearing for you underneath my new gown. " she whispered in his ear.

Charles caved in..." Okay sweetheart, but I am not going to congratulate the son of a bitch. "


Isabelle had planned to rent a limo for the occasion, but that was now out of the question. Instead they arrived in their Lincoln Towncar, the very one she had hoped to replace as soon as possible with a Merecedes, or something better. The valet opened her door, smiling as he assisted the stunning blonde from the vehical. The low cut gown clung to her every curve, showing off her best assetts. Isabelle straightened her husbands tie, and brushed back a stray hair from his receding hairline before entering the fine establishment. They were promptly seated at a table with three other couples that she didn't know. Charles, on the other hand, made the polite introductions.

" Too bad Anderson, we heard about you being passed over for this new guy. " a niced dressed man said, puffing on a cigar.

Charles winced, not wishing to discuss it, and ordered hisself and his wife a drink. Isabelle glanced around, noting how crowded it was. Nervously fingering her pearl necklace, she tried to pick out the man who had stole her husband's job, the so called guest of honor. Truthfully, she didn't have a clue, and their were so many well dressed, successful men about.

Anyhow, Isabelle was prepared to hate him on sight...

 

[Sir_Roger]

Timberwood Country Club, the dining room

The CEO Richard Goulding, noticed me straight away, and came over to talk to me. Telling me that for the meal I would be seated with Charles Anderson and his wife, along with two other men and thier wives. I understood well his reasoning for this, if Charles and I were to work together, the sooner we established our relationship the better.

We approached the table, and it was easy for me to pick out Charles, he looked sullen, crestfallen almost. That was something that he would have to deal with, or move on, his problem not mine. Richard introduced to all at the table, as the new head of department, leaving Charles and his wife to the last. I shook Charles limply offered hand vigourously, holding it tight in my fingers. He needed to know that I was his boss now, and also that I was strong, and nobody`s fool.

His wife Isabelle? Now she was completely different, offering her delicate gloved hand to me. I looked into her eyes, smiling softly at her, and raised her fingers to my lips. Kissing them softly, and then speaking softly to her.

"Oh ny word Mrs Henderson, here I was, wondering just how long it would be before I met the archetypal Southern Belle here in Charleston. And here you are, before my eyes, and I must say, you are a true beauty indeed."

Still holding her hand, and squeezing her fingers lightly, i turned to Charles.

"You are a lucky man indeed Charles, to have found yourself such a beautiful wife."

Turning back to Isabelle, I spoke to her again, as I released her hand.

"It is my delight, and honour to meet you Isabelle. And I trust that Charles is looking after you, and treating you in the manner that you deserve my dear."

The hesitant look that flashed across her face momentarily answered any questions that I might have had.

They both sat down again, and I joined them, on Isabelle`s right hand side, so that she was flanked by the pair of us. The evening had certainly got off to an interesting start, and no mistake.

 

[angelique127]

" It is my delight and honour to meet you Isabelle, and I trust Charles is looking after you, and treating you in the manner that you deserve, my dear. " Drake introduced himself.

For a moment she was speechless...all she did was smile and blush while Drake kissed her hand. He was not what she expected. Not only was he exceedingly handsome, but rather charming too, with good manners. Isabelle certainly wasn't prepared to be sitting at the same table with him, as she was sure her husband was simply mortified. Whoever made the seating arrangements had played a cruel joke on us, she thought. She took a sip of her minty cocktail and glanced at her husband, who seemed to be struggling to maintain his composure.

An awkward silence followed. The inconsiderate guy with the cigar was actually smirking. Isabelle wished someone would tell him too put it out, it was impolite to smoke before dinner with ladies present. A true gentlemen would wait and retire to a specail room with brandy afterwards.

" Are you a yankee, sir ? " Isabelle directed her question to the rude man across from her, waving her gloved hand under her nose, hoping that Charles would come to her rescue and demand that he put it out...

 

[Sir_Roger]

" Are you a yankee, sir ? "

I heard Isabelle ask the man who seemed determined to fog all the room with cigar smoke. I decided to intervene, on her behalf, and addressed the man directly.

"One would assume Sir, that Yankee or no, it is still considered not done to smoke before dinner, and without asking the ladies permission? Or do you do things differently here now?"

The cigar was rapidly extinguished, with a very guilty look I might add. Nodding my approval, I turned, to look directly at the Andersons.

"That is better, now I can see you, and we can have a meaningful conversation now"

I took a sip of my wine, before continuing.

"Tell me please, both of you, about your wonderful city and State. I have of course, heard some things about it already, but would much prefer a more personal view, from those who know best."

 

[angelique127]

Isabelle couldn't help but smile when Drake reprimanded the thoughtless smoker. The expression on the fool's face was priceless, he looked so sheepish !

Drake turned his attention to the Anderson's, politely inquiring about their wonderful city and state. His interest seemed sincere enough.

" Well, Mr. Daniels...Carolina has alot to offer, if you know where to look. Isabelle smiled, gazing directly into his eyes. " But it all depends on what you are looking for. "

For a brief moment, Drakes eyes dropped towards her cleavage and Isabelle pretended not to notice...

" Otherwise, if I were you...I would be careful, a true southern woman was born to flirt, but can be very dangerous indeed. " she teased...

 

[Sir_Roger]

My question about the Carolina`s had a dual purpose, I wanted to see how they reacted, and interacted as a couple. Also, I wished to guage Mr Anderson`s reaction to me, that the fact that I was now his boss.

I soon had my answer to the first part, Isabelle Anderson was definitely "her own woman", and took very little crap from her hubby. It also gave me the impression that he was almost certainly lacking in other, more personal areas.

" Well, Mr. Daniels...Carolina has alot to offer, if you know where to look. But it all depends on what you are looking for. "

A subtle lowering of my glance let her knew that I knew exactly where to look.

" Otherwise, if I were you...I would be careful, a true southern woman was born to flirt, but can be very dangerous indeed. " .

I let my knee lightly touch hers, the very merest of brushes against her leg, before answering.

"AH yes flirting!"

I smiled at them both, making a point of catching his eyes also.

"Considered in some quarters as an artform almost. And I must say, one that I personally find delightful, and even a little decadent, given the right set of circumstances."

I let my leg brush hers again, to emphasize my point.

"Ah, the food arrives, how perfect, so we shall eat, and maybe continue this discourse later? I do hope so."

I gave them both the smile to melt granite, as I watched her eyes lighting up with what may wall have been a somewhat forgotten pleasure for her.

 

[angelique127]

Dinner is Served...

" Ah yes flirting...considered in some quarters as an art form almost. And I must say, one that I personally find delightful, and even a little decadent, given the right set of circumstances. " Drake commented, addressing them both.

The first time his leg touched her's underneath the table, she passed it off as innocent, the second time it happened, she knew it was deliberate...the man's behavior was very bold, to say the least !

Isabelle suppressed a smile...she knew that Charles simply despised his new boss, but he could be such an idiot sometimes, letting his foolish pride get in the way. If he was really smart, Charles would realize that in order to get ahead and be successful, he would have to kiss a little ass, and be more aggressive...and if Charles was unwilling to do what was necessary to further his career, Isabelle was...

All throughout the fine meal of steak and lobster, of which she didn't care for red meat, Isabelle listened to the rather boring conversation. She did learn that Drake was held in high esteem, in both London and New York, was filthy rich, owned property in Miami, in the form of a beachfront hotel, played the stockmarket, vacationed in Europe and the Carribean twice a year and was unattached for the time being. How could this wonderful guy remain a bachelor, Isabelle thought ? He's to die for !

After the dinner plates were cleared, and dessert was served, the president Richard Goulding announced that the guest of honor was to make a short speech. Drake took the podium, and promised to lead the company into a new direction, and basically increase profits triplefold. That was what they wanted to hear ! Everyone was estatic, except for Charles, of course.

Isabelle watched as the mesmerizing Drake Daniels shook hands, accepted the slaps on the back and greeted everyone with a smile. In the background, the music began to play...

" Let's get out of here, sweetheart, before I puke. " Charles insisted. He had consumed far too much alcohol already.

" I do declare Charles, you can be such a bore ! Maybe I would like to dance first ! " Isabelle remarked, not wanting to leave just yet. Her eyes were locked on Drake as he approached their table...

 

[Sir_Roger]

Richard had asked me to prepare a short speech for the troops. Something motivational, make them smile, make them laugh, and make them think that the company was the best thing since sliced bread.

It was easy for me, I had been doing this all of my adult life, but it was also true, the company would prosper,,and so would we, the employees.

After the applause faded, Richard informed everyone that the band, a small quartet, would play till one in the morning, and that all drinks were free. That raised a cheer from the troops, as expected. Personally that was of no consequence, I had long since discovered that algohol dulls the senses far too much.
I like to savor the pleasures of life, not see them through a haze.

I made my way back to the Anderson`s, she, Isabelle looked delectable, while he Charles, remained miserable, or so it seemed to me. I caught her eyes, smiling, and wondering if she was moist yet, if not, she soon would be, if things went as I hoped in the next few minutes.

"Now then Charles, it is time to relax, and to enjoy ourselves, before we begin our labors at 7 sharp on Monday morning. With that in mind Charles, might I have the pleasure of dancing with your beautiful wife at least once tonight?"

 

[angelique127]

" ...With that in mind, Charles, might I have the pleasure of dancing with your beautiful wife at least once tonight ? "

Isabelle was absolutely thrilled...out of all the other females in the room he had picked her ! " Why my dance card is hardly filled, Mr Daniels. " she smiled, getting gracefully to her feet, " Oh... and pay Charles no mind, he is such a bump on a log, he never wants to dance with me."

Charles said nothing, but his expression said that he was not very pleased. Ignoring him, Drake took her arm and led Isabelle to the crowded dance floor. The music was slow, and she slipped into Drakes sturdy arms. Drake placed his free hand on the small of her bare back, just above her derierre, causing a delightful shiver to pass up and down her spine !

" As you may well know, Mr. Daniels, my husband resents you for stealing his job... and I do hope you can tolerate his childish behavior until he gets over it. Charles can be very productive if given the chance. " Isabelle said, gazing up into his mesmerizing green eyes. The way he was looking at her, made her feel vurnable, as if he would like nothing better than to devour every inch of her.

" So I understand that you are staying at the Regency Hotel for the time being. Are you planning to buy property in Charleston, because if so, perhaps I can help, I've lived here all of my life. " Isabelle offered...

 

[Sir_Roger]

My hand was on Isabelle`s naked back, and the temptation to explore downwards was immense.
But, it was also not to be done, not here, not now. Maybe at some future date, all things would be possible, but for now I had to retain my decorum.

" As you may well know, Mr. Daniels, my husband resents you for stealing his job... and I do hope you can tolerate his childish behavior until he gets over it. Charles can be very productive if given the chance. "

Dancing lightly around the dance floor, I looked down into her eyes as she spoke to me.

" So I understand that you are staying at the Regency Hotel for the time being. Are you planning to buy property in Charleston, because if so, perhaps I can help, I've lived here all of my life. "

"And yes Isabelle, your husbands resentment. Understandable in the circumstances, but also in a way inevitable maybe. Either way, I am sure that we will work well together, and he will show his true potential under my guidance."

The music stopped, but I kept her in my arms, and waited for the music to continue.

"Yes my dear, you are correct on both counts, I have a suite at the Regency, but ideally, I want a house here. Somewhere to entertain clients, and close personal friends of course."

I tightened my grip fractionally, as said this, with my mouth very close to her ear.

"And I would be delighted if you would help me to find somewhere. I will get my secretary to call you, and set up an appointment. You can then show me some houses, ,aybe even show me around them, if that is possible."

 

[angelique127]

" And I would be delighted if you would help me find somewhere. I will get my secretary to call you and set up an appointment. You can then show me some houses, maybe even show me around them, if that is possible." Drake invited.

" I would be more than happy to help in any way I can, Mr. Daniels. " Isabelle said, trying not to sound too eager. The band started another slow song, and they began to dance once again, neither wanting to part just yet. She could feel the muscles of his broad shoulders through his fine Armani suit jacket, and smell the masculine scent of his aftershave. Drake Daniels was an impressive male specimen indeed, and she wouldn't mind dancing in his strong, able arms for hours. Isabelle closed her eyes and gave a sigh of content.

" Cuse me, Drakey boy, but would you mind if I danced with my own wife ? "

Isabelle opened her eyes and saw Charles standing there, a drink in his hand, swaying back and forth, apparently intoxicated. He looked in no condition to stand on his feet, let alone dance for that matter.

Isabelle was deeply embarassed...

 

[Sir_Roger]

Charles Anderson was, as we say in England, as pissed as a newt. He was also now beyond logical conversation, as he swayed across the dance floor to where I held his beautiful wife Isabelle in my arms.


" Cuse me, Drakey boy, but would you mind if I danced with my own wife ? "

I whispered softly into Isabelle`s ear.

"Its OK, dont worry, nothing will happen here."

I released her, and stepped away. I knew what I was going to say to him, realising that now was neither the time nor the place to admonish him for his bad behavior. This was a company event, and that, in my eyes, meant that one maintained a sense of decorum. Staying within the bounds of how one would, and should behave in the office.

"Of course Charles, and I thank you, for allowing me the pleasure of dancing with your lovely wife. Here, let me take your drink."

I didnt wait for a response, I just took it, leaving him with one final sentence before I walked away.

"We can discuss this at 7am Monday morning, in my office."

I placed his drink on the table that we had all been sitting at, before saying my goodnight to the CEO, and leaving, not forgetting to smile at Isabelle, as she struggled with her pathetic husband on the dance floor. I also made a mental note, my secretary was to call Anderson`s wife at 9am with reference to real estate, of sorts.

 

[angelique127]

Isabelle prayed that no one else noticed how intoxicated Charles really was. She was grateful that Drake handled the situation like a true gentleman. He took her hubby's glass, and warned that he would see him in the morning...

" Charles...how could you be so pitiful ? Just look at you...embarrassing me in public. You have had far too much to drink ! "

" So what, dear ...you have done nothing but f-f-flirt with Drake the Snake, as we like to call em. " Charles accused loudly, not caring that he was making a scene.

For a moment Isabelle forgot where she was, which was at a private function in the middle of the dance floor surounded by her husband's peers... "Can you blame me ? If you were not so...so...so passive, and such a loser, you would have been corporate manager instead of him ! "

Aware that people were staring at them, Isabelle strode swiftly, with her pretty head held high, from the dance floor towards the exit. She fumbled through her purse for her keys when the white jacketed valet approached her, fully intending to leave Charles there, but he staggered up behind her, almost tripping over his own feet...

" Honey, I'm sorry ! " he pleaded.

" I really don't want to hear it, Charles. " she said, wishing the valet would hurry with the car." You seem bound and determined to throw away your whole career, besides, how could you possibly face your co-workers tommorrow ? "

He appeared perplexed, as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

" You should thank your lucky stars that you have a wife like me, who tries to save what's left of your ruined career. Honestly, Sugar, leave Drake Daniels to me, I'll have him wrapped around my little finger in no time. " Isabelle promised...

 

[Sir_Roger]

Drake`s office, 7am Monday.

"Good morning Charles, and it is good to see that you are on time, as I hate being made to wait.
Now then, I know that you resent me, but, to your credit, you have stayed with the company, and not walked away. However, that does not excuse your abominable behaviour on Saturday evening at the Country Club. This was a Company event, financed by the Company, and for the benefit of the Company, almost a public relations thing.
And what did you do Charles? You got hopelessly drunk, embarassing not only your co-workers, but also your beautiful wife as well. In truth Charles, if it were not for her, I might well be letting you go, now. Consider this a warning Charles, that you will receive in writing also, any further such incidents of this nature, can, and will result in your dismissal."

he remained silent, and so I continued.

"Now, to the job in hand Charles. Over the next two days you will prepare for me, reports and future projecytions, for each of the clients that you personally handle. I require these to be on my desk by 5pm tomorrow.
On Wednesday, you will take the 8am flight to Los Angeles, I want you to do a quick audit of our office there, something is not right, and I am hoping that you wil tell me what it is, over breakfast on Friday, here in the office.
Do well on these two tasks Charles, and we will get along. Fail me... well, I dont need to elaborate do I?"

This time he replied,

"No Drake, you dont, and it will be as you wish."

After he left, I instructed Margo, my new secretary, to call Anderson`s wife at 9am, to set up an appointment.

 

[angelique127]

By late Saturday afternoon, Charles was doing his best to please his wife, begging for foregiveness. He cooked lunch, did the dishes {the maid had the weekends off } and was most attentive to her every whim. Isabelle, however, prolonged his agony, making him suffer by doing the laundry, ironing the clothes, and completing all the tasks on her honey- do list. Meanwhile, Isabelle acted like royalty, giving orders and basically enjoying having the upper hand. She lounged at poolside, in her bikini, talking on the phone while her hubby served her cool refreshing cocktails. To make him suffer even more, Isabelle demanded that he apply suntan lotion all over her body, but warning him not to touch any intimate places, such as her breasts or derriere. Later that evening, she relaxed in bed, wearing a skimpy and revealing babydoll, teasing him unmercifully, while watching a steamy movie called ' Two Moon Junction'.

Isabelle lost count of how many times Charles aplogized. Still, she did not allow him to touch her...

" Sugar, if I were you, from this time forward, I would be very nice to your new boss, Drake Daniels. He seems to be willing to help...I mean, if you lost your job, where would we be ? My God, we could lose everything ! "

" I already said I was sorry, Belle. " Charles groaned, his hand slipping up her thigh, only to be slapped away.

" Don't you dare...you don't deserve to be rewarded for your behavior last night. " she admonished. " At least until you fully agree to co-operate with Mr. Daniels. "

"Oh hell, the guy is a...a big scumbag, and you know it ! "

" How could you say such a thing about him ? Why he is...he is ..." Isabelle paused, not sure if she should go as far as to say she totally admired him, "just what the company needs ! "

" What ?" Charles was flabbergasted, " I can't believe you are actually defending that shallow idiot, the sneaky bastard who stole my job !''

" He did nothing of the sort, Charles, and you know it." Isabelle said, rolling her eyes and getting off the bed, not wanting to discuss it any further. She sat down at the make-up table to brush her hair. He is just jealous...if the truth be told, Drake is a total hunk, and very capable of handling the position...

" I swear, Charles dear...you had better try to get along with Drake. If you manage to get yourself fired, I will be furious, do you understand ? "


{ Monday in the am }

Charles called first, saying that he would have to work late, and that Wednesday morning he was expected to fly on into California. He wouldn't be back until sometime on Friday. Charles explained that Drake wanted him to check on things out there. Isabelle was secretly pleased...

Next, Drake's secretary phoned, trying to set up an appointment for both of them to meet.

" Well, Miss Margo, you tell little ol' Mr. Daniels that I prefer to speak to him in person myself. That is if he is not too busy..."

 

[Sir_Roger]

After Henderson left, I busied myself checking out our main accounts, looking at ways to improve them. Well, ways to get the clients to spend more money with us to be accurate. I was in fact, totally engrossed when the phone rang, it was Margo, my secretary.

"Mr Daniels Sir, I have Mrs Anderson on the phone, and, in her own words, she would like to speak to little ol' Mr. Daniels hisself, if `n he aint too busy that is, Sir."

It was obvious that she was trying hard not to laugh, as she conveyed this information to me, I, for my sins, did laugh, which seemed to ease things somewhat.

"Why Margo, that is absolutely fine with me, I will be happy to talk to Mrs Anderson, please, put her through."

Knowing that I was alone, and that no one could see me, I smiled quietly to myself, and gave my cock a little stroke through my pants. I had a good feeling about the delicious Mrs Isabelle, Anderson, a very good feeling indeed.

I heard her speak, saying hello, with an obvious lift in her voice.

"Why good morning to you Isabelle, its lil ole Mr Daniels is here, wanting to talk to y`all about a lil ole house he needs. Y`all thinks that y`all can help me ma`am?"

That was when I burst out laughing, hoping that she was not too upset at my pathetic Southern accent, and my little joke at her expense.

 

[angelique127]

Isabella was slightly amused by Drakes fake southern accent, but instead of telling him that he needed alot more practice, she decided to cut to the chase...

" I want you to know, Drake Daniels, that I am very angry at you...how could you send my hubby away for a couple of days, and expect me stay here all by my lonesome ? Why, it's just not fair ! " Isabelle pouted, hoping that he would get the hint and volunteer to keep her entertained...

 

[Sir_Roger]

" I want you to know, Drake Daniels, that I am very angry at you...how could you send my hubby away for a couple of days, and expect me stay here all by my lonesome ? Why, it's just not fair ! "

It was delightful to hear her beautiful lilting accented voice once more. Kindling memories of her firm yet pliable body, pressing against mine as we danced together. Even my cock remebered her it seemed, judging by the reaction down there.

"Absolutely not dear lady, no way you will be on your lonesome. Indeed, I would hope that on Wednesday, you would be in a position to show me some property, Real Estate as you Americans say. And then later, I would hope that my property advisor, the beautiful Isabelle, would permit me to take her out to dinner, and show my true appreciation for her services."

I closed my eyes, waiting for the answer, visualising Isabelle, naked except for whithe high heels and stockings, a string of pearls entwinded in her fingers, teasing me with her wet and open pussy. My cock hardening more with every second as I thought about this.
And then she spoke, bringing me racing back to reality.

 

[angelique127]

the invitation

... and then later, I would hope that my property advisor, the beautiful Isabelle, would permit me to take her out to dinner, and show my true appreciation for her services. " Drake offered.

Isabelle was thrilled, she had spent the entire weekend thinking about him. Drake Daniels was extremely attractive, and a very fascinating man...

" Wednesday ? Let me see...I have to check my calender. " Isabelle pretended, not wanting to appear too eager, although if she did have any prior engagements she would have immediately cancelled without hesitation. " Oh, I forgot, my charity luncheon is Wednesday...but I find those so boring. It shouldn't be any problem coming up with an excuse. What time shall we meet, sugar ? "

 

[Sir_Roger]

" Wednesday ? Let me see...I have to check my calender. "

She was silent for a few moments, and I waited patiently for the response that I was sure would come eventually.

" Oh, I forgot, my charity luncheon is Wednesday...but I find those so boring. It shouldn't be any problem coming up with an excuse. What time shall we meet, sugar ? "

I smiled when she called me sugar, another good sign in my favour. Although I did not really want her coming to the office, to let the gossips tell Anderson she had been here. The story would soon get out of hand, and they would have me fucking her on the front desk in no time I figured. Not to say that fucking her was a bad idea, I found it an exceedingly delightful idea, for I was certain that Anderson was not "seeing to her" as he should.

"How about 11am Wednesday? I will wait for you in Billy Bob`s Coffee SHop on Main Street. Then we can discuss any plans, visits or viewings in private, without the office gossips drawing all the wrong cocnclusions. How does that sound Isabelle? Good I hope? Anyeay, I will be there waiting for you, and hoping that you come."

The last sentence was a deliberate "double entendre", and I was certain that it would make her smile, and maybe even, just cause a little flutter somewhere. Somewhere very private.

 

[angelique127]

Wednesday

The rest of Monday was uneventful. Charles worked late, and simply collapsed into bed when he got home. Tuesday seemed to drag on endlessly, even though Isabelle stayed busy shopping, lunching with friends, and getting her hair and nails done. She did manage to download several available homes from the computer for her and Drake to look at. One in picticular, an old restored plantation house on the north end of town, down by the river, caught her eye. It was expensive but looked wonderful. Their was even a grand ballroom, where Drake could entertain guests and clients, and throw lavish party's !

That evening Charles moped around, cursing his boss under his breath for sending him off to California. He packed and because of the early morning flight, he retired at nine. Charles had wanted to make love, but Isabelle persauded him to wait, promising to reward him if he impressed Drake Daniels by doing a good job.
Bless his heart, he needed all the brownie points he could get...she thought. But Isabelle was more than willing to to further her hubby's career, if she had too...


On Wednesday morning, after seeing Charles off to the airport, Isabelle bathed and dressed. She changed her outfit three times, wanting to look her best for Drake, until she finally decided on a dark, navy silk skirt, and white, ruffled blouse with enticing black seamed stockings and heels. Isabelle pulled her hair up, letting tiny ringlets frame her pretty face. She wore a single strand of pearls around her slender neck and her favorite pearl drop earring. As she drove to the appointment at Billy Bob's, she tried to calm her nerves. Isabelle despartly wanted to make a good impression on her husband's handsome boss.

She parked her car and entered the crowded coffee shop, not really caring who saw them together. Drake was waiting as promised !

"Please forgive me for being a little late Mr. Daniels. " Isabelle said when he stood to greet her...

 

[Sir_Roger]

I had completed everything that was required at the office by 9.30am, having been there since just after 6. I called Margo on the intercom.

"I will be out for the rest of the day Margo, looking for a house. If anything important comes up, leave a voice mail on my sell, which will incidentally be turned off."

I returned to my room at the Regency, showered, shaved again, and changed my clothes. Settling for some Farah slacks, and an Armani silk shirt, to go with my snake skin moccasins. At ten minutes to eleven, I was seated at the counter in Billy Bob`s, awaiting my companion.

"Please forgive me for being a little late Mr. Daniels. "

Isabelle said as I stood to greet her.

Please Isabelle, call me Drake, there is absplutely no need to be so formal. And as for being late, that my dear, is a lady`s perogative. And especially one as beautiful as you. You look wonderful Isabelle, absolutely delicious, good enough to eat as we English say."

Taking hold of her arms lightly, I kissed each of her cheeks before continuing.

"Shall we take a seat? And I can order something for us, something light, while you tell me all about the wonderful sights and places, that I will see today?"

 

[angelique127]

Isabelle couldn't help but blush at Drake's comment that she looked good enough to eat...

" Shall we take a seat ? And I can order something for us, something light, while you tell me about all the wonderful sights and places that I will see today. "

" Coffee and danish will be just fine, thank you. " she said, placing the folder containing several listings in front of him. " My favorite is the historic plantation house, it is completely redone but with all the modern conviences. It has a large kitchen, eight bedrooms, four bathrooms, two of which have marbled, whirlpool tubs, a library, and believe it or not, the place has a ballroom. Better yet, most of the furniture are genuine antiques. "

Drake smiled, glancing at the paper with interest.

" And mind you now, the outside has a pool and a well maintained garden. Their is also a horse stable. It sits on fifteen acres or so and is very private, to say the least. " Isabelle added, not mentioning the price. But she considered the property a very good investment indeed. Besides, she was positive Drake Daniels could afford it.

He looked impressed. Isabelle studied him closely, noticing how handsome and intriguing he was...

" If you want to go look at it, the realitor is not available today, but she told me where the key is hidden." Isabelle said...