Page 13 of Wishes for August

To: [email protected]

From: [email protected]

Subject: Bennett Properties - Meeting Today

Hi August,

A meeting with Noel Bennett - head of Bennett Properties - has been arranged for three o’clock today. I have sent you a separate invite. Please can you drop by my office asap so we can run through a few things before the meeting.

Thanks.

Kind Regards,

Caleb

My phone beeped with the sound of a message notification. I opened it up to see a text from my friend Issac inviting me to join him and some others for a night out this weekend. I had grown up with Isaac - he had lived on the same street as me and we had gone to school together. He was a good friend but I hadn’t seen him in months and the fault for that lay purely on me.

Before I had met Dina, I was very sociable, partying most weekends, going to the pub after work, enjoying a night of dancing. But then I met her and we settled into this pattern of nights in and the occasional night out with her friends and, on the rarer occasion, mine. That is, until later in our relationship when she’d be out most nights while I’d be at home, waiting. In this way, I had alienated some of my friends, Isaac included. I planned to rectify that, so I shot him off a text to let him know that I was in and would see him at the club on Saturday. It wasn’t a club I had been to before but I was looking forward to being out again.

August knocked on my office about ten minutes later, his head popped around my partially open door and I gestured for him to come in and take a seat.

“Hey,” I said, my tongue feeling heavy in my mouth. Seeing him again caused a myriad of images to flash through my mind and my knees trembled as heat started to travel to my cock.

August walked slowly towards my desk, pausing to look over to the sofa. I watched him intently, noticing the way his lips turned up on one side in a devious grin no doubt also thinking about what happened in that spot not so long ago. He turned towardsme, catching me watching him, and the heat I felt notched up, making me feel a thousand degrees hotter.

He made his way to the seat opposite mine and sat down, his legs spread widely, hands resting on his thighs.

He looked gorgeous sitting there in a pair of dark wash jeans and a skin tight olive green Henley. The green made his brown eyes look even darker than usual. Given how fast he had walked out, I doubted he wanted to talk about what happened between us but I needed to clear the air. That was the hottest experience of my life, and I could not stop thinking about it, could not stop hoping it would happen again. Hell, I would drop to my knees for him right now if he asked me to. But we had an important meeting later in the day and the last thing I needed to be thinking about was his rock hard cock punishing my throat.

Thank fuck I was seated so he didn’t see my traitorous cock tenting my pants. That was the last thing I needed while he stood there watching me with a mixture of danger and curiosity in his eyes.

“Can we talk?” I asked hesitantly and his expression turned puzzled. “About what happened on Monday night I mean.” He sat up straighter and his words came out harsher than I had expected.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” he paused before continuing, “We both got off, we both enjoyed it, and that’s it.”

Marking what had happened between us down as some meaningless romp didn’t sit well with me. There was a definite, powerful connection between us, and I was hoping we could explore it more. Did I want him to boss me around and force me to my knees again? Yes, that too but more than that, I hoped we could get to know each other. My stomach sank at his words, a lead weight hitting the bottom.

“August, I know this is unconventional, what with me being your boss and all but I have been looking into the companypolicy on relationships between staff and as long as…” He interrupted me then, leaning forward and putting both his hands palm down on my desk.

“Caleb, stop.” He let out a deep sigh. “This has nothing to do with you being my boss. Look, I had fun. I enjoyed our time together, there is no denying that there is some major sexual chemistry between us, and I fucking loved what you did to me, but it was just a little bit of fun. I am not a relationship guy and I am not looking for anything more. I’m sorry if I led you on in any way, it won’t happen again.”

Disappointment raced through me, hot and uncomfortable and I suddenly felt so stupid because he hadn’t led me on. He hadn’t actually given me any sign that he wanted more from me. It was all me - my imagination and my hopes getting away from me. For fucksake, I’d even gone so far as to look into the company's policies. What was I thinking? That me sucking his dick meant we were boyfriends now?

I ran my hands through my hair, my head hanging low, and hoped that I had managed to wipe the disappointment from my features before looking back up at him. I let out a heavy sigh.

“Of course, you’re right. I’m sorry. Now that the giant elephant has left the room,” I tried to joke, “Let’s go over the agenda for our meeting with Noel later today.” He gave me a small nod and sat back in his chair.

August and I prepared for our meeting for an hour or so. Though I felt really disheartened about how the morning had started, I was optimistic that this meeting would go in our favour. Our ideas were ambitious, sure, but there was such great potential in the few ideas August had proposed.

Shortly before three, Daisy rang through letting me know that Noel had arrived and that she’d settled him in the conference room. When I entered, Noel stood from his seat and I walked over to greet him, pulling him in for a quick hug and pat on the shoulder.

He was a very good looking guy. The same age as me, tall with curly blonde hair and stunning blue-grey eyes. His smile was bright and genuine and without the pinstriped suit, you’d think he was a professional surfer rather than a hotel mogul. Much like me, Noel was following in his father’s footsteps, though he had been thrown into running this company earlier than expected after his father’s untimely heart attack.

“Noel, it’s so good to see you again. You’re looking well. Being the boss suits you.” He chuckled at that.

“As it does you, C,” he said, giving me a once over.

He walked over to the windows and looked out across London. “Great view you’ve got here.”

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