“Are you okay?”
I recognized the voice, it was Gianna. I opened the door and she stepped inside with me and closed it behind her.
“I heard everything and I just wanted to check and make sure that you were all right,” she said softly, her tone barely above a whisper, even though we were the only ones in the restroom.
“I’m fine,” I said softly, looking down, embarrassed that she had overheard the argument between James and I.
She smiled at me and said, “Older men can be just as big of a pain in the ass as the younger ones.”
We both burst into laughter and she gently touched my arm.
I looked into her eyes and felt the sexual tension between us. She leaned in and our lips met as we kissed passionately. I heard her heavy breathing as I pressed my body to hers while our tongues explored each other’s mouths. We slowly broke the kiss and leaned back away from each other. Our eyes were still closed, both of us enjoying the erotic embrace.
Moments later, we opened our eyes and simultaneously smiled at each other, neither of us wanting to break the romantic mood by talking. After a few seconds, she spoke.
“I need to get back to the floor before they send a search party out after me,” she said, looking into my eyes and tenderly smiling at me. “As much as I’d like to stay in here and make out with you all night, I can’t afford to lose this job.”
God, she had the most beautiful, big brown eyes I had ever seen. I was instantly smitten with her.
“Don’t worry, you won’t lose your job. I’m fucking your boss’s boss.”
We both burst into laughter again like school girls.
She reached down and gently took my cell phone out of my hand. She pressed a few digits, and then handed it back to me.
“Now you have my number, and you had damn well better use it,” she said, smiling brightly, before giving me one last hot kiss on the mouth.
She took my hand and led me out of the stall. I couldn’t help but look down and notice her tight black slacks and the amazing ass that filled them. My God, I thought, is there any part of this girl that isn’t perfect?
She let go of my hand as I stopped at the sink while she kept walking towards the bathroom door. When she reached it, she stopped, and turned to face me.
“It’s none of my business, but for what it’s worth, Dave makes everyone around here crazy.” She looked down, then those beautiful brown eyes looked back up into mine and she continued, “You’re right, he was an asshole, but I saw the way he was looking at you when you both came through the front door this evening. Give him another chance.”
She smiled and walked out of the bathroom.
I put my phone back in my purse and contemplated her statement. I took a moment to check my hair and makeup in the mirror and then I walked out of the bathroom.
When James saw me walking up to the table, he stood up and pulled my chair out. After I sat down, he pushed my chair in and then took his seat next to me.
I looked at his plate. The snails were gone and a big steak was in its place.
“I wasn’t sure you were coming back,” he said softly.
Oh hell no, I thought. You’re not getting off the hook that easily.
“I almost didn’t,” I said, looking icily at him.
He looked down. I could see the embarrassment and regret in his eyes. Slowly, he looked up at me.
“I handled that situation poorly. It wasn’t right to leave you at the table by yourself, or snap at you when I got upset, and I apologize,” he said sincerely.
“It’s okay.”
He reached down and gently rubbed my thigh. The world felt right again.
We both ate silently for a few minutes. I could tell by the change in his demeanor that there had been a resolution to the situation between him and David. My better judgment told me to stay out of it. Then I thought, if I’m his girlfriend, why can’t I be nosey?
“May I ask what happened between you and David?”
He looked at me for a moment, contemplating my question.
“An assistant manager has been stealing money for the last three months and I fired him. David wasn’t in on it, but I still held him responsible. Because he’s the manager, it shouldn’t have taken him three months to discover that someone was stealing from me. David is going to pay back the stolen money and everything is fine now.”
James paused for a moment, looked around the dining room, and then continued.
“He’s a good manager. Just look at this place, the customers are happy and this restaurant is very profitable. Firing him would only create more problems that I’d have to fix later. He just can’t be that complacent. He has to watch this business closer, and from now on, he will,” he said, before taking another bite of steak.
I smiled sweetly at him. I found myself thinking how much I liked the fact that no matter what was happening, he had it under control. My mind was starting to wander, thinking about his love of control, when a voice broke the silence.
“May I get you another glass of wine?”
I looked up and saw those big, beautiful brown eyes.
“I think my boyfriend would just like the check Gianna,” I said, smiling at her.
She returned my smile, giving me a knowing look that said she realized James and I had put things back together.
“That’s not possible Ma’am,” she said sweetly. “My manager told me that your meals are on the house.”
“In that case, I’ll take another glass of wine Gianna.”
“I’ll be right back with your wine Ma’am,” she said, our eyes meeting, as she touched my arm again and turned to head towards the bar.
James gave me a puzzled look, “How do you know her name?”
“First, her name is on her name tag. Second, I made out with her in the bathroom while I was gone.”
He laughed and said, “Yeah right.”
I raised my eyebrows and looked seriously into his eyes, until that boyishly handsome smile on his face was replaced by a look of awe.
It was almost midnight when we got back to the room. I suggested that we have a drink at an after-hours bar that wasn’t far from the UNLV campus, but James said that it had been a long day and he was tired and wanted to get back to the room. From the way he was looking at me in the elevator though, I had a feeling that it would be a while before either of us got any sleep.
He opened the door with the key card and we walked in. Once we stepped into the room, he turned to me and gave me a soft kiss.
“I’m going to get ready for bed, I’ll join you in a few minutes,” he said
He turned and walked into the second bedroom of the suite.
He is so perplexing. Why can’t you get ready for bed in the same room I’m in? Forget it, I’m not having another fight tonight, I’ll let this one go.
I walked into the master bedroom and looked on the bed, wondering where my bags of clothes had disappeared to. I checked the large walk-in closet and saw that all my new clothes were hung up perfectly. I then looked in the dresser drawers and all of my lingerie had been neatly put away. I could get used to this.
I rummaged through the drawers and found just what I was looking for. I pulled out a light purple, see-through, halter baby-doll, with matching thong panties. This should get someone’s engine revved up.
I walked into the bathroom and washed the makeup off my face and brushed my teeth. I took off my clothes and put on the baby-doll and thong panties. I then put my hair down and brushed it over my shoulders.
I hesitantly stepped out into the master bedroom and saw that James was already in bed with the covers pulled up to his waist.
“Got room for one more?” I said, smiling shyly.
I watched his jaw drop open as he studied me from head to toe.
“God Melanie, you’re beautiful.”
‘I’ve been told once or twice that I clean up okay.”
I walked over and slid into bed beside him. He pulled me to him and his mouth melted with mine. We kissed passionately for several minutes, his hands exploring up and down my body. My God, I thought, his hands are driving me crazy.
The material of the baby-doll was so thin and sheer, it felt as if there was no barrier between his fingers and my skin. He kneaded my breasts with his hands then he began to rub my nipples through the thin material, until they were hard nubs. His other hand moved over my stomach and down to my pussy. I felt his fingers slip over the lips of my vagina as he rubbed my increasingly wet slit through the sheer thong. I leaned in and kissed him harder, then gasped as I felt him push the thin material of the thong into my pussy.
It felt amazing while he was running his hands over me, until I felt him start to tug at the material of the baby-doll trying to remove it. It was such a beautiful piece of lingerie that I didn’t want him to ruin it by pulling on it so hard, so I helped him slide it over my head. We then removed it together and tossed it on the floor at the side of the bed. I kissed his mouth harder trying to preoccupy him as I slid my fingers under the flimsy material of the thong, sliding it down my thighs and then off and onto the floor with the baby-doll.
I remembered how he had taken control of things earlier in the shower. I thought it might be fun to turn the table on him a bit. His hands were still all over me while we kissed, but then, to get his attention, I leaned back and pulled away from him.
“James,” I whispered softly in his ear, finally getting his attention, and causing his hands to momentarily stop roaming over my body.
“Put your hands under the pillow, behind your head,” I whispered in a sexy, husky voice, “and don’t move them, no matter what I do, until I tell you that you can.”
He pondered my request for a moment and then smiled and reluctantly agreed by nodding his head up and down. Damn, it’s a struggle to get this man to give up control of anything.
I watched while he moved his hands under the pillow that his head was resting on. This is going to be fun.
I moved my thighs over him and straddled his body by placing each one of them on either side of his stomach. I leaned forward kissing him gently. Each time he started kissing me too aggressively, I pulled back and broke the kiss which I could see was driving him crazy. I teased him this way for several minutes, until I could tell he was getting frustrated, so decided it was time to try something different.
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