The Eastwood Gala

[wideeyedone]

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An invitation to the Eastwood Gala was the hottest ticket in town. It was a fundraiser for Eastwood's foundation that supplied funds to the Las Vegas Children's Hospital and a variety of scholarship funds. Tickets cost three thousand dollars a piece, and then there was an auction as well as many other opportunities to write a check through out the night.

The food would be prepared by the best chefs from Bartholomew Eastwood's casino.The wine would be from Eastwood's personal stores. The party was held on the rooftop of his most exclusive casino The Vineyard.

Amy Baxter was dressed to the nines. She wore an emerald green gown that fit her like a second skin. It showed off her pale skin and her reddish brown hair. She had her hair down and it hung past her bare shoulders. A few freckles dusted her cheekbones and her golden hazel eyes took in the party around her.

She watched Mr. Eastwood as he worked the crowd. His tuxedo fit him perfectly. He was just as handsome in person as he was in the magazine. The tuxedo seemed to highlight his dark good looks. She saw his jade green eyes survey the room.

She made her way to the bar. The line at the bar was three deep she watched as the duo of bartenders struggle to work faster. She slipped behind the bar and started making drinks. She was quick and beautiful and dressed in a dress that clung to her every curve. The men in line started gravitating to the corner of the bar she was working.

She mixed drinks and poured shots, hoping she had caught Bartholomew's eye. But she didn't dare look, Amy didn't want him to know that she was seeking his attention.

 

[silvertongue217]

"At least try not to look bored"

Bart grinned turning to his partner in business and in crime Vinnie Dontelleno. The older male looked immaculate as always in his white dinner suit at ease as if he had always been here. There was no hint of the young kid from the wrong side of the tracks he had once been.

Of course that had been a life time ago

"Remember all eyes are on us jealousy contempt hate admiration make no mistake they all want to be us they cant however so instead they sit and plot" Vinnie said shooting a smile at some girls who were hanging around their husbands.

"I have heard the lesson time and time again" Bart reminded him with a practiced sigh "are you going to take me back to the pent house to show me the pictures next?"

"Respect" Vinnie warned him turning and reaching out to fix his black bowtie "your good at what you do your good at the business but mastering the world is an entirely different business in and of itself go time for you to mingle and meet the investors assure them that the building of the new casino is going great and remind them that we are here for the children they love to forget"

"Yes Mr. Dontelleno" Bart said sighing as the man turned and disappeared into the crowd. Bart watched him go before turning steeling himself for the unpleasant task of rubbing shoulders with men much more grimey then him. If he was going to do that however he was going to need a drink and so he made his way to the bar brushing off offers to dance and people trying to steer him into conversation.

He reached the bar and noted the men miling around a girl preparing drinks. She was hidden by the crowd so he slid up to the bartender right next to her a fresh faced kid who seemed relieved to have some of the men off of his back.

"Bare Knuckled Bruiser please" Bart said leaning back a smirk on his face. It wasnt a well known drink and he was curious if the young men knew it and would be able to make it.

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy was just pouring a round of perfectly mixed Manhattans when she heard Eastwood order. The bartender looked at him completely flummoxed. He got out his phone and started to google it.

Amy smiled at the bartender.

"I can make it." She offered with a smile. She leaned over to grab the spiced rum and her long, slender leg was shown off by the slit in her dress. She squeezed a lime, and then found the grapefruit juice in the little fridge under the bar. She measured in the simple syrup and poured the mixture and ice into a shaker. She shook the drink and artfully poured it into a glass and then garnished it with a wedge of lime.


"Here's your drink, Mr. Eastwood." Amy offered with a smile that lit up the room. The event planner came skittering up to the bar.

"Miss Baxter, I am not sure why you are behind the bar." She squeaked. "You are a guest. I... um.... please....leave the work to the bartenders."

Amy wiped her hands with a bar towel.

"Of course, I was just trying to help." Amy patted the bartender on the arm and slipped out from behind the bar.

She walked into the party, offering a lovely view of the way her cocktail gown clung to her backside, and showed off her bare back.

 

[silvertongue217]

Bart watched his eyes taking and drinking in the woman who had stepped up to make him his drink. Not only had she managed to fix an expert version of the drink but she had done it looking good.

Very Very good

Bart watched as the even planner came up and she left the bar. He noted some of the men groaning in disappointment and moving to follow her and grabbed his drink cutting them off before they could get to close. He followed her as she moved back into the party waiting until she stopped to slide up next to her.

"Miss Baxter is it?" Bart said taking a sip of his drink "your skills are impressive not many people know my drink" He admitted watching her his curiosity peeked.

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy smiled up at him. He was a good head taller than she was, even in her heels.

"I used to tend bar for one of your competitors. But now, I own my own event planning business. And your event planner did not have the event well staffed." She slid her card out of her bag and offered it to him.

Baxter Events was printed across the top of the card in elegant script.

She didn't tell him her true purpose for being there. SHe had wanted to meet him for years.

"Mr. Phelps invited me. He wanted me too see what a glamourous party you throw. I told him I knew I could do better."

 

[silvertongue217]

He turned taking her card and reading it over his nimble fingers turning it again and again as he regarded her.

"I had not noticed" Bart murmured turning and watching the bar before turning back to her "Mr. Phelps you say? He is a good man I havent seen him in a few years however" Bart said tucking the card back into his breast pocket.

"Well you certainly have skills" Bart said his eyes running up and down her body before settling on her face "walk with me tell me what else you would do to change it" He challenged her offering up his elbow.

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy took his arm. She surveyed the party with a critical eye.

"This is the hottest ticket in town. And your casino is beautiful. If I had been in charge of this party, I would have had more staff. Your guests shouldn't have to wait, but I would also have my prettiest servers and my most debonair and elegant bartenders. And the food... people are hungry. Your chef is incredible and dinner will be perfect, but you can't have people starve waiting. Especially the women, they have been starving themselves to get into their gowns and catch their fellows attention."

Amy looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Does your event planner work in house, or did you hire outside help? She seems a little more suited to working business conferences and run of the mill weddings." Her breasts brushed against his arm as they walked.

 

[silvertongue217]

"I have to admit I am not sure" Bart said chuckling and noting her concerns and the brush of her breast "I tend to find party planning borring all those stuffy suits and charts I left the event planning to my secretary who hired the woman who did the event today"

"And it would seem I was mistaken in doing so" Bart remarked stopping her at the edge of the party as he turned to his elevators.

"Tell me are you looking for more clients? I have a feeling Mr. Phelps didnt just invite you here to survey the competition" Bart said raising an eyebrow.

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy smiled at him again.

"You are right. I am looking for more clients. I want to work for the best. Mr. Phelps thought you might like me... he is an old family friend." She offered with a bright smile.

She wanted to make it clear that she wasn't Mr. Phelps' lover.

"Mr. Eastwood, your events should be glamorous. A good event planner would make sure that some young celebrities were here. I'd make sure your event was covered by the society page. There should be press here."

 

[silvertongue217]

"You do raise a valid point" Bart said turning and looking around at the party "Very well I have an event coming up the unveiling of my new casino while construction hasnt finished yet we are going a backstage pass for some people who have paid for such a privilege"

"If you would like to plan it then follow me to my office" Bart said nodding at the windows "we can see if you can give a better proposal and manage to keep my interest" He remarked winking at her before raising his glass and finishing his drink in one smooth gulp.

"The choice is yours Ms. Baxter"

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy tilted her head and looked up at him with a very playful grin.

"I would love to follow you to your office." She let her hand slide down his arm into her hand. She allowed him to lead her from the party to his office.

She noticed his security detail keeping an eye on them as he lead her down the corridor.

"Your security team is very serious, surely they don't think I could hurt you, do they?"

 

[silvertongue217]

"When you have the enemies I do it pays to take precautions" Bert said smirking a little as he led her into his office which over looked all of Vegas "my team will wait outside however they will stay close by just in case some thing happens to me"

He turned going over to his bar "Can I fix you a drink Ms. Baxter? Or would you like to keep a clear head as you give me your proposal" He said turning to her smirking as he nodded at the big model in the middle of his office.

"That is the new casino though a girl as prepared as your self no doubt knows it already"

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy stood in front of the model.

"Yes, I know all about your casino. I managed to get your interior designer to let me look at the sketches. I love the Art Deco details, all of the sparkle."

Amy ran her fingers along the model.

"I think the party should be around the pool. Very Gatsby-esque. Beautiful girls in sparkling dresses, jazz played by a live band-- I have several candidates lined up. And some young hollywood types to rub elbows with your invited guests."

Amy took a break from her plans. "I am sorry, I didn't answer you about the drink. I'd love a finger or two of scotch. Neat, please."

 

[silvertongue217]

He laughed "Its quite alright Ms. Baxter I do so love a woman passionate about her work"

He poured her drink and handed it to her letting their fingers lighty touch before he was stepping back and walking around the model as he sipped his own scotch "I can see it and it does sound very glamorous certainly the eye catching event however young hollywood types are usually quite expensive to buy time for.... did you have any in mind?" He asked going to his desk and leaning against it.

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy took a swallow of her drink.

"It won't cost you to have them... not cash anyway. I have the cast of a new movie lined up." She rattled off the names of some very hot actors. She ran her finger around the rim of her glass.

"It will just cost you a few hotel suites and some gift bags. I will put together an event filled weekend for them. I will make sure that they get their pictures taken looking young, glamorous and rich. That's all they really want."

Amy sat on the edge of the table. Her dress opened just a little showing off her sleek legs.

 

[silvertongue217]

"I dare say you are good at this job Ms.Baxter" Bart said his eyes running up and down her legs before settling on her face.

"Very well consider the job yours" Bart said finishing his drink and setting it down "I shall put you on retainer and expect you in the office prompt tomorrow you and I shall be working close on this one" He said moving off of his desk and coming over to her left side until he was between her leg. His crotch inches from her knee and his scent washing over her.

"and I do mean very closely" He said his voice husky and low "Will that be an issue?"

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy tossed her hair back and smiled up at him. She closed her legs just a little bit around him. She rubbed her thighs against his legs.

"I have wanted to work closely with you, for a long time." Her voice was a honeyed whisper.

 

[silvertongue217]

"Oh really" He said turning so that there lips were inches from one another

"And what pray tell made you want to work so closely with me?" He asked his scent masculine and refined wafting over her.

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy bit her lip. The strap of her dress slid off of one shoulder.

"I have always been drawn to powerful men. I want to... work for the best." She reached up and laid her hand on his strong chest.

"I know what I like."

 

[silvertongue217]

"Of that I have no doubt" He said taking her hands and spreading them before nipping in between her fingers.

"And do you have what it takes to work with a powerful man?" Bart asked stepping back going to his desk and sitting on it "and all that being around some one like that requires?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy made her way over to him, and stood before him. She brushed her breasts against his chest.

"I think you will find I have all of the skills, you are looking for." She brushed her lips against his throat.

"However, you will have to wait and see..." She made her way back to his office door. "I will see you early in the morning."

 

[silvertongue217]

"I will indeed" Bart said chuckling impressed and turned on "Have a pleasant rest of the evening Ms. Baxter" He called watching as she made her way to his office door. He waited until she left to do a little bit of swooning moaning in pleasure and adjusting his cock. He decided to stay and do some light work before he went back downstairs saying his good bye and checking in with every one before he got in his limo and his driver to him back to his expensive house on the hills.

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy left his office and made her way to the elevator. She took off her heels and carried them all the way to her car. Her feet were killing her but it was worth it to look the way she did in her dress.

She tossed her heels in the passenger seat of her little black convertible. She tied her hair back and cruised out of the parking garage into the cool, desert breeze.

The strip was crowded with people, but Amy didn't pay them any attention. She made her way to her small apartment in an exclusive high rise. Amy stripped off her dress and took a long shower. She washed off her makeup and lathered her hair. She brushed out her hair and slipped on her favorite soft t shirt. She laid down in her bed. She had to fight tears of relief. She had finally made her way into the belly of the beast.

 

[silvertongue217]

Bart made his own way inside of his home his eyes glued to the screen as he checked his side email account. Usually he wasnt so bold as to check it in his own home however his security and IT team had both assured him that they had properly shielded and masked it for him. That and a few well placed bribes had all but assured he was untouchable in vegas the lead crime boss in the area.

He spent his time before bed checking in making sure that every one was running like clockwork. He ran it just like a business and under his thumb and his mentors it had become one of the largest criminal enterprises in america.

Though no one would care to admit it

He finally crawled into bed an hour later and as always was up early the following morning. He spent his morning working out and eating a healthy breakfast. When it came time for him to go to work he opted to drive his mercedes in and rolled the windows down so he could feel the heat of Vegas. Before long he was sliding into his parking area.

"Has Ms. Baxter arrived yet?" Bart asked as he stepped into his office "If so please have her come in promptly"

 

[wideeyedone]

Amy was dressed for work, but she made sure she was also dressed to catch his attention. She wore a black silk sleeveless blouse, a white pencil skirt, that fit her like a second skin and black stiletto heels.

Her hair was pinned up in a twist, leaving her neck bare. Her makeup was subtle and flawless, the only super sexy touch was her red lipstick. She was waiting in the conference room when Eastwood's assistant fetched her.

She confidently strutted into his office.

"Good morning, Mr. Eastwood."