Seductive Company

1

It was a hectic day at the office for India Wynn as she walked over toward the water cooler. She looked extremely nervous as she took out some Prozac antidepressant pills from her purse. Hands shaking, she grabbed the paper cup from the dispenser and drew some water from the cooler. She glanced around the area; making sure no one was watching her as she quickly devoured the pills, swallowing vigorously, allowing the pills to sink down her throat. After standing there by the water cooler for about five minutes, the medication quickly began to take effect, calming her anxiety so she could continue to work on her portion of the project. She was about to finish an extremely crucial endeavor that would profit the corporation an estimated $250 million dollars if this plan was adopted. She and her team worked night and day for three months trying to get this project ready for the project management board meeting schedule for 10:00 AM the next morning, which meant working extremely late that evening. After she noticed the clock and saw that the team had been there until around midnight, she decided to release everyone.

“Marc…I think we have this thing beat... I want you and the rest of the team to call it a night.”

“Sure…India, I agree…this project will knock them dead for sure.” “What about you?” “You need to get some rest yourself…you’re the one who’ll be briefing in the meeting.”

“Yeah…I know…I’ll be leaving here in about an hour.” “You guys go on ahead…I’ll be fine!” “See ya in the morning.”

He looked at her and smiled as he walked toward the door. As he was about to go and inform the rest of the team that they were released, India stopped him as he opened the door, “Marc…thanks for everything…I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

He smiled as he replied, “You know…I got your back!” “Get some rest…don’t stay too late!”

She laughed as she replied, “Boy…get out of here!”

He laughed as he walked out the door, shutting it behind him.

As he strolled down the hall toward the team he thought, “I wish she knew how much I wanted her...I just wish I could find a way to tell her.”

Meanwhile down the hall, India continued to put the final touches on the project until 1:30 AM. She glanced at the clock as she thought, “Damn…I need to go home and get some rest before the briefing in the morning.”

She quickly grabbed her coat and purse, walking toward the office door. When she reached the door and opened it, she hit the light switch turning off the lights in the office. She slowly strolled toward the elevator as she noticed a janitorial worker, who was whistling as he buffed the floor. He looked at her and waved as the elevator doors finally opened. She stepped into the elevator, turned around and was now facing him smiling as the elevator doors slowly closed. She rode the elevator down the extensive lonely ride, down the fifteen floors, which eventually made it to the main lobby of the building.

As the elevator doors opened, all that was on her mind was how she would began her briefing, memorizing her words, as they continually played over and over again in her over reactive mind. She strolled slowly through the parking garage toward her $150,000 dollar, 2010 Jaguar XJ continuing to recite her words when suddenly she thought about how she hated going home to an empty apartment every night. As she pushed the button on her keys to start her engine, she thought about how she longed for that special someone to come into her life. Suddenly reality stepped in, as she thought about how her career had taken precedence over everything in her life. Thinking aloud to herself she says, “I don’t need no man to make me complete...I just need my career...that’s it...my career!”

India had a problem, she trusted no one. She promised herself after growing up watching her mother struggle to pay bills or to put food on their table that she would not live like that again. Her father left them several years prior, when India was just two months old, which compelled her mother to bring in all these bizarre men into their home. Her mother depended on these men to help her with any and everything as long as she put out sexually. India’s mother was an uneducated woman, only reaching the ninth grade before she ended up dropping out. The drugs, well they just kept her mother from working a steady job. Another thing that bothered India was the fact that her mother was always soaring on some trip that her crack addition carried her on. It was a struggle to fight those uncanny excuses of men, who would purposely wait on her mother to pass out so they could pounce on their intended prey and trying to molest her. She fought most of them off as best as she could, fighting them most of the night as she tried to endure through her torment and keeping herself from getting pregnant by one of these bastards.

One night she was unsuccessful. He mother had passed out on one of her usual drug trips, when her present trick whose name was James came into her bedroom and commenced to beat her, hitting her square in the jar as he shouted, “You little bitch...you’ve been teasing me for three weeks and now you’re gonna give me that p-ssy!” He beat her for what seemed like hours until she could not move and then forced her down on her bed raping her until the sun came up. When India told her mother about what happened, India’s mother immediately pointed the finger at her accusing India for upsetting James and without hesitation kicked her out on the street for three days. This of course made her very reluctant to step into any significant relationship with any man because she felt that all men are all dogs, grabbing and taking whatever they wanted. When her mother refused to believe her when India told her what had transpired, she knew she had to find a way out from going down that same winding road, repeating that horrendous lifestyle. Finally, after three years of anguish and enduring with her immoral excuse of a mother is found unfit to care for India, so she was removed from the home. She then moved to Kansas City to live with her cousin until she finished high school.

India moved on with her life, working for several businesses in the city, going to college in the evenings and earning her degrees through night study, she was able to move on and up in the company to her current position as Senior Marketing Manager for a Fortune 500 company.

After all this, you may be wondering how she became the ruthless sexual call girl vixen that is running the pleasure game in Kansas City. Well, it all started after India’s marketing team won that big $250 million dollars contract that she had been working on for several months. The deal was sealed and her team was given a huge bonus which the board of directors recognized her potential and promoted her in the firm. After all, that hard work she decided it was time to relax a little before she set out on her next business endeavor. While she was at the company celebration party, she was there with a few of her colleagues as she looked around, scoping the scene. Suddenly, one of her closest friends, Ursula Ballentine strolled over toward her as she reached out to embrace her saying, “India…Girl...congratulations on your well deserved promotion…I know it must be a great accomplishment for you.” “What’s next on your agenda…CEO I presume?”

She laughed as she stared at her answering, “You know…that’s not a bad idea…I could see that in my future!”

Ursula laughed as she replied, “Girl…I’d say that you’re kidding but…somehow with your exceptional work ethic…I believe that you’re probably seeking that status for sure!”

Before she could respond, Danika Winfield, another so called friend and colleague strolled over, making her customary sarcastic remarks, “And what’s wrong with a little ambition…I like a woman who knows what she wants and goes after it!”

She looked at Danika smiling as she observed her suddenly licking her lips as if she saw something she craved. India grinned slightly as she responded, “Well…I believe that we should always work for what we want.” “We should strive to break those glass ceilings that are set out there for women.”

Quickly, Marc Davis, one of India’s administrative assistants, who was standing a few feet away from the women, responded as he began walking over toward the women. “I totally agree…women have been held back by our male dominated society for much too long…I think it’s great that we have strong educated women who are willing to strive for their fair share of the wealth...especially well educated black women!”

Everyone clapped their hands and shouted in agreement with Marc’s statement as India glanced at him, tilting her glass toward him.

Too bad everyone doesn’t agree with that statement…if everyone did than we’d see more of it,” commented Ursula “This society is still trying to deal with having a African-American President…let alone deal with women making equal salaries as men.”

As the conversation continued to go on, India slowly glanced around to her left when suddenly he caught her eye. He was a pleasant well-groomed chocolate brother that was wearing his brown Armani two-piece suit as if he was some movie mogul. He was baldheaded and she could tell by his physique that he had his work out on a regular. Puzzled, she stared at him as she tried to remember if she had seen him before. She knew he was not in the earlier briefing session because she would have remembered this handsome morsel. She licked her lips slightly, trying not to alert anyone who may have been watching her as she quickly took a sip of her drink, when suddenly Ursula poked her on her arm and said, “Girl…do you see that fine sexy brother over there…look…the one over there by the bar?”

India quickly took another sip of her drink as she tried to act as if she had not noticed him.

“Where girl…who are you talking about?”

“That guy…the one standing next to Mr. Bluefield…that sexy chocolate brother!”

India glanced at him as if she was not interested as she replied, “Yeah…he’s a nice looking guy…so what?”

Ursula looked at her dumbfounded as she replied, “You should go over there and say something to him.”

India frowned at her as she replied, “Girl…are you crazy…I don’t know him…besides I just don’t have time to be getting into no relationship right now.”

Ursula glared at her with this “I can’t believe you” expression as she replied, “Girl…are YOU crazy…when was the last time you had a man in your bed to brake you off?”

India gazed at her with a silly expression as she hunched her shoulders up indicating that she did not know when she had last experienced such an encounter.

Ursula laughed as she replied, “Girl…I admire the work you do for this company, but you need to relax sometimes and get your freak on!”

She looked at Ursula as she responded, “Ursula…I’d love to but most men want more that I’m willing to give right now…I’d love to have some great sex with someone who could understand that’s all I want.” “What man would want or understand that from a woman unless he labels her a whore?” “I just don’t want to be labeled with that distinction!”

As they continued to watch him, India thought, “If I could just f*ck him and move on that would be just perfect, but if I did that…I’d be labeled a whore!” “I need to come up with some way to get my freak on without a commitment!” “Let me think about this…”

She stared at Ursula and said, “I guess it wouldn’t do me any harm in going over and introducing myself to him huh?”

Ursula laughed as she grabbed India’s hand and said, “Now you’re talking…let’s go introduce ourselves!”

She quickly finished her drink and set the glass on the table as they began to adjust their dresses walking toward the bar. As they both strolled toward this man India glanced over at Ursula as she noticed she was smiling from ear to ear. She looked back at him and suddenly it dawned on her as she realized that she had seen him before. She knew him and she did not want him to see her in this place, so she had to come up with a quick excuse. She intentionally stumped her foot on a nearby table and said, “Oh…Ursula…I got to sit down…oh...it hurts!”

Ursula, looking concerned as she asked, “Girl…is everything alright…let me help you!’

She looked at her with water in her eyes as she replied, “No Girl…I’m fine…I just need to get to the ladies room…you go on over and introduce yourself…I’ll come and join you in a few minutes okay?”

She looked at her mystified as she replied, “Are you sure…I can go with you to the…!”

Immediately India interrupted her, “No Ursula…don’t be ridiculous…go on…I’ll catch up with you…just go okay!”

Ursula looked disenchanted as she replied, “Damn India…you’re the one whose suppose to be meeting him…not me!”

She laughed and then frowned as she answered, “Girl I know…just go over and introduce yourself…I’ll be fine…please…okay!”

Finally, Ursula got the message as she slowly backed away. However, before she turned to go she responded, “India…I hope you come over and meet this man…you really need some balance in your life!”

She quickly turned around and strolled over toward him. India watched her as she sauntered over to meet him. As soon as she saw her chatting with him, she quickly limped in the direction of the ladies room. After she got into the ladies room, she casually strolled over toward the large picturesque mirror, staring at herself. As she gazed at her reflection, she knew she did not want to see this person. She remembered him from one of her secret rendezvous as she took out a couple of Prozac antidepressant pills from her purse. As she was about to take the pills, suddenly Danika stepped out of the stall flushing the toilet and strolled over toward her direction. She glanced over and noticed India as she watched her swallow the pills and said, “So…you got a headache huh,” trying to find out what she was taking. India being quick on her feet answered, “Yeah…it was a long day today…than this ridiculous party…I just need to get a little relaxation.”

Danika continues to slowly saunter toward India, trying to look as sensuous as possible, as she watched her reflection in the mirror. Soon she was behind her lending on her bodacious ass, slowly putting her hands on her shoulders as she replied, “Maybe you just need a little massage therapy…you know I can really help you with that…if you want?”

India smiled as she looked at her in the mirror and said, “Danika…are you trying to make a pass at me girl?”

Danika looked at her in the mirror as she replied, “That’s not such a bad thing is it…after all you’re a very attractive woman and I’d love to break you off.”

As soon as India heard those words, she immediately turned around and looked straight into her eyes. She then said, “This is not the time or the place for this…maybe you should go and cool off somewhere huh?”

Danika grinned as she began to back off looking at her as she said, “You know…you really need to loosen up…this not getting laid shit is going to your pretty little head.”

With that, she turned around and strolled over toward the bathroom door. As soon as she opened it, Ursula quickly strolled in. She glanced at Danika as she noticed that she was pissed off and then she looked at India. She quickly strolled over toward India as she waited for Danika to leave the bathroom. As soon as she left Ursula asked, “Is everything alright…did I interrupt something?”

India quickly answered, “Naw girl…I was just about to come and find you.” “How’d it go with…what’s his name?”

“Oh…Bruce…Bruce Michaels…he’s with Burris and Jenkins Marketing Firm in Southport.” “He was invited to attend our party by our CEO, Mr. Bluefield.” “He seems to be a very nice guy and I think you would have liked him!”

India looked at her as she responded, “That’s good…I’m glad you introduced yourself to him.” “So where is he now?”

Ursula looked at her amazed and then she answered, “Oh yeah... he had to leave…he said something about a late appointment, which I thought was odd.”

As soon as she said, that India’s cell phone began to beep, receiving a text message.

She gazed at Ursula as if she did not notice, as Ursula said, “Well aren’t you going to see who the message is from?”

India laughed as she replied, “Oohhh yeah girl…let me…uhh…take a look.”

She glanced at the message and it read, “Need to see you tonight…I need you to break me off the way you always do!”

“Let’s meet at 9:00 PM at our usual place!”

India smiled as she closed her phone putting it back in her purse. Ursula stared at her astonished and said, “Damn…you act like you just got a booty call or something!”

India immediately answered, “Naw girl…that was just my cousin congratulating me on my promotion…I’m just glad that I got a cousin who cares…that’s all.”

As Ursula began to walk out the bathroom India looked at her as she thought, “If she only knew the truth…she’d be flabbergasted!” “You know…I need to watch her because she’s becoming a little too nosey for me!”