Xavier FINAL(10)

     “She will make a perfect assistant for you. You aren’t supposed to be attracted to her.”

     “You picked her on purpose. What the hell Momma?”

     “Xavier. I’m going to bed. If when you and Abraham meet her she seems unqualified then we talk about it, until then I am going back to bed. Good night son I love you.”

     And she hung up.

     You have got to be kidding me.

     I spent my weekend the way I liked. I found another piece of ass that interested me on Saturday night at the club and fucked her in the bathroom. Angel came back on Sunday night and I gave her a mouthful and after she begged me to eat her pussy decided fair was fair. I licked her clit and gave her some fake chow action. She fucking loved it.

     ~

     The phone rang and I woke up and grabbed it off the nightstand. Son of a bitch, I was late. I pushed decline on Abe’s call and jumped out of bed. I grabbed a two minute shower and threw on yet another suit and jetted out the door.

     James, the driver, must have gotten sick of waiting for my ass because he wasn’t there. I went back in and grabbed the keys to the Jeep and headed to the office.

     ~

     “Good morning Mr. Steel. Have a great day Mr. Steel.”

     Fuck off! I screamed in my head.

     I got off the elevator and headed into Abe’s office. I felt like I was walking into the damn principal’s office, again.

     “Nice you can make it.” Was all he said.

     “Sorry. My alarm didn’t go off.”

     “That’s fine. Your assistant is here…”

     “I thought she was working evenings?” I threw the folder on the desk.

     “Paperwork. You can also take her out to lunch, get to know her…”

     “This is so fucked up. I don’t need a damn personal assistant Abe.”

     “We all do. They keep shit straight.”

     His intercom buzzed. “Yes Teresa.”

     “Mr. O’Donnell, Miss Patrick has finished her tour.”

     “Thanks give us a minute then send her in.”

     “Shawn White,” I murmured.

     “What?” Abe chuckled.

     “She looks like Shawn White.”

     “The Olympic snowboarder?”

     “Yeah that one. Okay looking dude but he would make a hideous woman.”

     The door opened and Abe quickly closed the file and stood. I couldn’t even turn around.

     “Xavier,” he whispered and glared at me.

     “She got a snow board?” I whispered back.

     “Miss Patrick, thank you for coming in. Have a seat.”

     “Thank you Mr. O’Donnell.”

     Well, she didn’t sound like a dude. I forced myself to turn around and when I did she had her back to me.

     She was about five foot nine in those heels. She wore a skirt that hit above her knees and black stockings. Her hips were narrow and she was on the thin side. Her ass bubbled out a bit; not bad. Her hair was a dark auburn and up in some sort of twist. Her skin was pretty pale. She didn’t look bad at all from behind. She sat down in the chair across from Abe and I decided I may as well get this show on the road.

     I walked around the table and sat, careful not to look up. “Thanks for coming in today Miss Patrick.”

     “Thank you for the opportunity Mr. Steel.”

     “Xavier,” I looked up at her. I immediately started laughing. Abe kicked me under the table, pretty damn hard too. “What the fuck Abe?”

     “Sorry Miss Patrick,” Abe rolled his eyes. “Mr. Steel--.”

     “Can speak for himself.”

     “Oh. Of course, okay.” She looked down.

     Damn, she was beautiful. Green eyes, her full lips shaped like a heart, my cock was chubbing up.

     “Miss Patrick. You can call me Xavier.”

     She looked up and smiled nervously. “Okay.”