The woman before her was the latter. She was in her mid-forties and spoke of her children proudly. Her husband was one of the decent ones and beamed with pride the more his wife spoke. Dawn liked them. The only thing that held her back from telling Gordon this man was the one for the job was she didn’t want the guy to have too much work. She didn’t want the added stress to flow over into his family life.
Battling with herself over whether she should stay polite or be herself by talking and asking questions like she usually would, had her gaze wandering and searching for Gordon. He stood talking to a younger couple, one Dawn hadn’t felt too fond off. When her gaze caught Gordon’s, he smiled and excused himself coming over to her. As soon as his fingers intertwined with hers, she relaxed, and her confidence came back and her decision was easy.
“You both sound like amazing parents. Your children are lucky to have you. I’m worried though. How would you feel, Mrs. Staffer, if your husband received a promotion, but it added an extra at least fifteen hours a week to his work hours? How would this affect your children, too?”
Mrs. Staffer’s mouth opened and shut, her eyebrows rose, and her gaze widened in shock at her asking those questions. Mr. Staffer looked just as shocked she had asked his wife the questions. It had taken a moment before Mrs. Staffer replied.
“Those are good questions, and I thank you for thinking to ask how I and my children would feel as we’re a family, and my husband’s job affects us all.”
Gordon squeezed her hand, and Dawn felt good because she’d done the right thing.
“To tell you the truth, I think a promotion now would be the best time. If I’d been asked this ten, even five years ago, my answer would be different. Our youngest just turned sixteen, our oldest is in their first year of college, and our middle child is in their last year of school. They’re all old enough that they don’t need all our time and can fend for themselves. A promotion would be a wonderful opportunity, and the extra money would be a huge help for my children with college. So I think the timing is perfect.”
Dawn knew without having Mr. Staffer answer that this couple would be perfect for the promotion. Dawn looked up at Gordon to see him grinning, his gaze catching hers as he nodded. “George, I’d like to see you in my office tomorrow morning at nine-thirty.” Gordon held his hand out, and George shook it. “It was nice to meet your wife.” George nodded. He seemed a little shell-shocked.
When Gordon let his hand go, Dawn grabbed it and shook. “It was so nice to meet you and your wife, and I look forward to seeing more of you and meeting your children.” Mrs. Staffer gasped, and when Dawn dropped George’s hand, she leaned over and hugged Mrs. Staffer.
“Thank you,” Mrs. Staffer whispered.
Gordon pulled her back against him and then turned to the group who was watching the exchange. “I thank you all for coming. You have all given me a lot to think over. I will be calling two more of you to my office tomorrow before lunch. To all the others who aren’t called up to my office, I thank you for coming and will keep you in mind for next time. Now, if you’ll excuse me, my wife and I are going to leave.” Gordon turned and together, they left.
“You did great. I would never have thought to ask what you did.”
They walked out of the restaurant, and the limo sat waiting. Henry stood, holding the door open. “They were one of the nicer couples, and Mrs. Staffer boasted about her children, and it was done so lovingly. They are both so proud of their children, and I really like that quality.” Dawn got in the limo and sat. Gordon slid in beside her. “She found something positive about each child. Her eldest is creative, her youngest is super smart, and her middle, well, she assured me has the biggest heart.” Dawn couldn’t help the chuckle.
“What, how’s that funny?”
“Oh, it’s not really. It’s just what she was telling of her youngest and oldest accomplishments, and then she seemed to remember the middle child. I watched her smile, take a breath and think of something to brag about with her. I just thought it was funny how she made sure, even though the middle child wasn’t there to be offended, she was boasted about, too. Mr. Staffers just agreed and reinforced what his wife said. It all made me think if I have children, I want to be like them. I don’t want to forget about a child even when they’re not around to remind you of themselves.”
Gordon wrapped his arms around her. “I love you, Dawn Wilks, and when you say things like that, you remind me why.”
Closing her eyes, she snuggled against Gordon. This was going to work. She may not have liked many of the people at the dinner, but it hadn’t been as bad as she thought it would be. She thought she’d done well, especially at the end when she was herself. They were going to work. “I love you, too.
****
Gordon awoke to Dawn’s ass nestled against his cock and his hand cupping a breast. Flexing his hand, he squeezed her breast, and she moaned rubbing her ass against his hard dick. The lace of her panties teased him, and he groaned, as his cock couldn’t get to its prize. Easing away, he moved, spreading her legs and sliding her panties down and off. Dawn wore a shirt of his as a nightie, and she looked damn sexy. Kissing his way up between her thighs, he settled with his mouth over her pussy and latched on. Dawn’s eyes flew open, and her mouth opened on a scream of pleasure. He sucked her clit in, stuck his tongue into her core, and lapped at her. Dawn ground her pussy against him.
“Best fuckin way to wake up,” she panted out. Fingers ran through his hair before pulling at the strands when he delved deep as he added a digit. Spreading her pussy lips, he sucked and shook his head, and he buried his face and licked back and forth. “Oh, God. More, I need more. Please, please. I need you. Please.”
Pure need rushed through him at her begging and, doing something he hadn’t done before, he moved up her body and settled behind her. Gordon rubbed his cock against her pussy lips.
“Yes. Please. Please. Please. Now. Give it to me now. Please.” She wiggled her ass against him.
Dawn was driving him to the brink of control. He pulled her back to his chest, lined his cock up to her core, and slammed home. Burying his head into her shoulder, he nibbled on her bare skin. A scream of pure pleasure came from Dawn as his dick hit just the right spot as he hammered into her.
Pounding into her, Dawn moaned and reached for the bedside table with one hand and the other, the sheets, pushing her ass back against him as he thrust into her over and over. Gordon sucked on her neck like a hungry animal and her pussy held him in a death grip.