The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (books to read now .txt) 📖

“Yes sir Mr. Godwin. Let me apologize for earlier. I was just taken by surprise. I don’t believe you have ever graced our club with your presence before.”

“Never had the need before,” he replied, before looking at the doorman and then the Head Goddess, “Leave us.”

The head Goddess bowed her head, “Yes Mr. Godwin. And if there is anything you need, please let us know.”

They both exited the room. Amberleigh crossed the room and headed towards the liquor cabinet. Break the ice. Make things less stiff and formal and awkward.

“May I fix you another drink,” she offered.

“That won’t be necessary.”

He swaggered over to the overstuffed armchair. Men like him didn’t do something lowly as merely walk.  He planted himself in the chair and reached for a folder he had laying on the table nearby. She turned away from the liquor cabinet and sashayed toward the gorgeous billionaire.  She placed her arms on the sides of his chair and leaned down to give him a prime view of her second best assets.

“Well then how I about get us started then? You have a thing for the circus. Well Mr. Godwin the circus is in town. Hot and ready.”

She made sure he got a good look down the flimsy swatch of fabric enclosing her breast before she headed towards her bag of tricks. She used her remote control to turn on the music as she pulled her metal rings out. Unlike with Frat boy, now she planned to keep three rings circling around her half-naked body. Then perhaps some ribbon work, capped off by her best contortionist poses. For desert, she’d lick the candied apple and offer the playboy a bite or lick.  Preferably, he’d want to eat her instead.

By then he would no doubt take her, probably hard and from behind as men of power often liked to do. Not that she would mind. He was just sitting in a chair and already her pussy was moist by just looking at him. She was already envisioning the size of his cock. God wouldn’t have been so cruel as to bless him with a face like that and then a tiny dick. It seemed against the rules of the universe. But she had been wrong and surprised before.

She began the delicate balance of keeping three rings rotating around her body, but much to her annoyance, Grayson Godwin wasn’t even watching her. What the fuck. He was skimming the open file in his lap. Ok, was he gay? A workaholic? Why wouldn’t he have chosen a Page if Amberleigh didn’t suit his tastes? Maybe he’d only invited her in here to uphold his party boy reputation.

She considered letting one of the rings accidently bounce off the playboy’s head. But she valued her rep and her job too much to do that. She ditched the rings and started into her bendy poses. Nope. Shit. Even with her legs spread eagle, Grayson fuckin Godwin was reading the file in his lap. He was definitely gay.

She got back to her feet and killed the music. “Would you prefer someone else Mr. Godwin? We aim to please. I know several Pages I could recommend sure to show you a good time.”

Finally, he acted like she existed again and his eyes left the folder. “Let’s just get right to business here Miss. Dupree. I was just getting my ducks in a row.”

She grinned. So roleplay it was. She could work with this as she approached the billionaire and stroked his tie, down his abdomen, clear down to his crotch. She stroked him as she spoke. He shifted a bit in his chair. She’d finally caught his attention.

                “Let’s just mix some business with pleasure Mr. Godwin. It’s been a tough day in the office. You work so hard. You deserve a break.”

Amberleigh ran her hands across his tight body as she circled the chair he was in. She began to massage the back of his neck, her hands plunging up and down beneath his suit jacket. For a moment, he seemed to relax. She could feel his muscle relaxing beneath her touch. She was working her way up to feel that fantastic hair of his when he spun around and grabbed her hand.

                “Enough of that. Sit down Miss Dubois. We have an important business matter to discuss.”

Amberleigh could tell by his face and posture, he wasn’t getting into character of aggressive boss or some shit. Grayson Goodwin had just cock blocked himself. But what in the fuck kind of business would he want with Amberleigh? She had never even finished high school and any arrangements for private parties outside of the club would have been made with management.  

                “Yes Mr. Godwin.”

She felt like a school girl being punished again as she took a seat across from him. Well this was awkward as fuck. And definitely not how she imagined this night would go. She crossed her legs ladylike and waited for him to begin. Ebony was going to fuckin love this alright.