The Deal

Back at her office, she opens her laptop and gets to work, trying to get her mind off Austin. He was not easy to stop thinking about. Not only had he turned into a major hunk but his whole demeanour had changed from a sweet and caring boy to a man with confidence. He had also become harder, ruthless, a man who was no longer a pushover.

A knock at her door jarred her out of her thoughts and she waved Rachel in. "Hi, what's up?" she asked, setting her laptop aside.

"The report on the new lipstick just came, it's a big hit. Women are flocking to the store to buy it by the hundreds. I think we should come up with more shades as soon as possible, what do you think?"

"I'm way ahead of you, I've been coming up with a few new shades that I think will be a hit. I also want a perfume to go with it. Maybe make a package with both the lipstick and perfume as a set."

"Hold on one minute," Rachel squeals and reaching over the desk grabs her hand. "What the hell, this is some ring."

"Oh, yeah, Austin and I went shopping for wedding bands and he bought me this ring."

"I thought this wasn't going to be a real wedding. I can understand needing the bands but what's up with the diamond engagement ring?"

"I know, I told him it was crazy, that I didn't need one but he was worried about his reputation, he didn't want people to think he was cheap. He paid a small fortune for it but did say he wanted it back later."

"You could keep it you know. Once you're legally married you are entitled to keep it if the marriage ends."

"I know, but he can have it back. This reminds me, what are you doing Friday night?"

"I don't have anything planned, why?"

"We're getting married at my place and I would love to have you there with me, for moral support. It will just be the three of us and whoever is going to marrying us."

"Yes, I'll be there. Are you guys going anywhere for a honeymoon?"

"No, he has a case to work on and I'm also busy. Besides, what's the point of a honeymoon when the marriage is a fake? I should tell you he threw in some conditions into our arrangement, one is there won't be any more sex between us."

"No sex, wow. I wonder how long that will last. I mean, look at the man, he so damn hot I don't see you being able to keep your hands off him."

"That shouldn't be a problem since he has informed me I'll have my own bedroom." She smiled and looked at Rachel. "If he thinks separate bedrooms is going to stop me from having him if I want him he's crazy. A girl has needs and I've already had a taste of what he can offer so if he thinks I'm going to go months without sex he has another thing coming."

"Well it's not a very romantic way of getting married, in your apartment but even so there's no reason why you can't look nice that day. We'll go shopping and get you something special to wear, by the time we're done with him he'll be forgetting all about this no sex crap."

After work, the two of them went shopping, found a cute little white dress then went and had something to eat.

"Would it be alright if I brought a date to your wedding?"

"A date, I didn't know you were seeing anyone."

"I met him at a bar a while ago and we've been seeing each other, his name is Rodney Kelly and I think you'll like him."

Blair sat back in her seat, she knew Austin wouldn't be happy about having another person there. He had wanted to just get it over with no fuss, but whether he liked it or not they were going to have a bit of a celebration. After all, she wasn't going to let him call all the shots. "Yes, bring him, it'll be fun."

Wednesday night: Austin showed up around seven bringing with him the papers to be signed and some Chinese takeout. "I thought we could eat dinner while you go over the papers." He looks her up and down, she was wearing short, shorts and a halter top, one that showed off her flat stomach. A stirring of heated desire rose from the pit of his gut but he fought the urge to take her right there.

"Great, I'm starving and I love Chinese food. Let's take it into the kitchen and I'll get us some plates and you can open up a bottle of wine." Taking the food from him she walks ahead of him, knowing he was checking her out. She deliberately wore what she did to see if he could resist her, so far he was showing restraint, but she also noticed him sweating.

He followed behind her into the kitchen, her sweet little ass was swaying from side to side. The top she wore barely covered her breasts and he had a feeling she was deliberately trying to get him worked up, and damn, it was working. His palms were sweaty, his cock started letting him know that if he didn't stop looking at her it would be making an appearance out of his pants soon.

So sitting down he averted his eyes from her when she bent over to pick up the towel he knew she dropped on purpose. "I'm sure you will find everything in here as we discussed. You will keep what is yours and I'll keep what is mine. We will act like a loving couple around others but in private we won't have to put on a show, we can be ourselves."

She sat down across from him and started loading her plate up. "Are you sure you want sex off the table? I mean it will be months before you're free and can be with another woman, can you really wait that long?"

"I've waited longer. Blair, let me make something clear. If you have sex with anyone I will tell Mr. Ritter the truth about our deal. I will not be made a fool of again by having my wife cheating on me."

She stopped to look at him. "Is that what happened to you, did your ex-cheat on you?"

His eyes grew dark, a shade of red crept up his neck. "I won't discuss this with you." He picked up his glass of wine and took a drink, setting it down he started eating.

Seeing she wasn't going to get any more from him she picks up the papers and starts reading as she ate. "It looks alright, just as we discussed but if it's alright I'll keep them overnight and go over it again if you don't mind?"

"We are getting married on Friday so I will have to have them filed by Thursday."

"I can drop them off at your office on the way to work tomorrow," she said, setting them down and pouring them another glass of wine.

"Alright, that will work."

"I'll get to see where my hubby works. So tell me, is your secretary young and hot, do I have to worry when you work late?" she asked, giving him a sexy smile.

"Grace is my secretary, she is the best one I've ever had and I won't lose her so don't try anything."

"You didn't answer my question, is she hot?"

He smiled, showing off his perfect, white teeth. "She smoking hot, a redhead." He thought he saw a hint of the green-eyed devil in her eyes when he said that about Grace.

Picking up her plate she goes over to the trash bin and scrapes the leftovers into it, setting the plate in the sink. "Would you like to stay the night?"

He shakes his head at her. "I told you no sex."

"Yes, when we're married, but we aren't married yet so why not?" she asked, jumping up on the counter and crosses her legs, swinging them.

Wiping his mouth with the napkin he picked up his plate and placed it in the sink along with hers. He stands in front of her, his hand goes on her leg and moves up. "As tempting as that sounds it's better we refrain from sex right away." He then takes her chin in his hand. "Just remember if you get the urge to fuck someone don't or I will do as I promised, I'll tell Mr. Ritter. I'll go now but I'll see you tomorrow. I'll show myself out," he said, giving her a quick kiss on her lips he walked away.

The next day she enters his office and walks up to the woman behind the desk. She was around fifty, wore glasses and a little on the heavy side. She looked like one of those sweet grandmothers with the friendly smile and soft voice.

"Can I help you, Miss?"

"Yes, I believe Mr. Cooke is expecting me."

"Oh yes, Miss Sherwin he told me to send you right in."

"What's your name?" she asks the woman.

"Grace Smith."

Blair smiled as she walked past her into Austin's office.

He looks up when Blair entered, she had on a white pair of leather pants, a white matching leather top with the zipper pulled down low, showing an amazing cleavage. He couldn't help thinking that no matter what she wore she looked sexy as hell, even his cock agreed when he felt it twitching inside his pants. Would he really be able to refrain from sex with her once she was under his roof?

"Hi Austin, I met Grace."

He smiled to himself. "Morning Blair, I'm glad you're here early. So did you go over it and is everything to your satisfaction?"

Before she could answer there was a knock on the door and Grace entered, carrying two cups of hot coffee and sat them down on the desk. "Mr. Cooke told me how you liked your coffee Miss, can I get you anything else?"

"No thank you, this is fine," she said, thanking Grace before she walked out.

"She's nice, I like her." Picking up the cup she crossed her legs and leaned back in the chair. "I went over the papers a couple of times and yes, it all appears above board. The shares you asked for will be handed over to you when New Women's Cosmetics is officially mine."

"I can't wait," he said, watching her, his eyes moving down to her chest. "Do you not think your top is a bit low for the workplace?"

"It's casual Thursday," she said, then laughed. "I'm in the fashion business and there is nothing wrong with my outfit. Just because we are going to be married does not give you the right to criticize the way I dress. You don't own or control me."

"You're right, I don't, but would you please do it up just a little?"

Placing her long painted fingernails on the zipper she slowly pulls it down lower. Seeing his face turn red she let out a soft laugh. "Chill, I'm just toying with you," she said, pulling it back up. "I have to get to work, is this more suitable?" she asks, pointing to her top.

"Yes, much better, thanks. So I will see you Friday night, and be sure to have your stuff packed and ready to go."

"It'll be done, no worries." When she got to the door she stopped, turning to look at him. "Austin, thanks again for doing this for me. I know you are putting your life on hold for several months. I really do appreciate it."

He stood, adjusting his tie. "The deal is going to benefit both of us so no need to thank me. Bye Blair, see you Friday."