Seductive Company

3

After waiting for at least twenty minutes, it seemed like Mr. Bluefield was going to cancel, when finally a tall handsome chocolate man sporting dreadlocks walked into the boardroom and strolled over toward them. He greeted them, smiling and showing his extremely pearly white teeth as he stuck his hand out toward India, “First of all…let me apologize for your inconvenience…Mr. Bluefield had to fly out to an extremely important meeting and he asked me to come and greet you.” “I’m sorry.”Where are my manners?” “My name is Travis…Travis St Croix and I’m one of Mr. Bluefield’s personal assistants.” “He has a very special project that he would like for me to spearhead and I am in the process of choosing my staff…if you are interested?”

India glanced at Danika as they noticed his strong Rasta accent and then back at Travis as she replied, “What type of special project are you talking about?”

Danika immediately spoke up, “Yeah…how are we gonna give an answer to something if we don’t know all the details?”

Travis laughed as he gestured for everyone to take a seat, “Okay…let me explain, but this is an extremely confidential project that must not be discussed with anyone outside this room…do you understand?”

India was now getting uneasy as she glanced at Danika and then back at him nodding her head in the affirmative. Danika gazed at him and then she nodded her head in the affirmative as well.

“Alright then…explain what it is you’re asking us to do!”

“Uhh…uhh…uhh…you ladies must first sign these statements of agreement before I go on!”

Danika frowned as she stood up and said, “Look Mr. St. Cross…St. Christopher or whatever your name is…what’s this…some kind of con…why all the secrets?”

He looked at her as he smiled and said, “Hey…calm down Ms. Winfield…please relax…the contracts are just a formality to protect you and the company.”

Danika replied, “Protect us from what?”

India slowly stood up, as she looked him dead in his face and replied, “What is it you really want Mr. St. Croix…let’s just cut to the chase and tell us what you really want us to do?”

He sighed as he put the pen down on the table and said, “Okay…bottom line up front…this corporation has an extremely stalwart interest in the Bahamas’ marketplace and would benefit greatly if it could broaden its presence there.” “What this assignment entails is going down to the Bahamas and sort of become friendly with the corporate business venues there to secure more contracts and of course, more revenue for the corporation.”

Danika immediately replied, “So whatcha really saying is you want us to go down and be whores for the company is that it?”

He smiled as he raised both his arms up in the air, “Well…yeah!” “Is that such a bad thing?” “Everyone stands to gain an enormously large amount of money from this deal!” “I’m talking millions here!” “So what if you give away a little trim here and there…that’s the game!”

India quickly replied, “So, Mr. St. Croix you want to pimp us out, huh…how’d you choose us…how’d you come to the conclusion that we’re the ones suited for this little bullshit assignment?”

Danika quickly responded, “What’d we look like…a couple of two bit whores?”

“No…of course not…you were chosen simply because you two have the highest new client percentages in the entire corporation …especially you Ms. Wynn with your recent undertaking, gaining us the Sukiyaki account.”

Danika immediately interrupted, “So how’d you come to select me?” “My numbers haven’t been as high as India’s?”

He sighed as he looked up slowly at her, “Well Ms. Winfield…we’ve received some allegations about you and your appetite for…let’s just say you love to lick the slit!”

Now furious, Danika immediately responded, “WHAT…whatcha suggesting here?”

“Ladies please…sit.” “Ms. Winfield what you do sexually is definitely none of my business, but when you are soliciting employees from this corporation for your personal pleasures in your bedroom then it becomes the corporation’s concern.” “Now…you see what we are prepared to do is look the other way on this matter if you’ll agree to assist Ms. Wynn on this project.” “Everyone will benefit financially and the corporation will expand its interest.”

India glanced at Danika than she gazed at Mr. St. Croix, “So since you’re blackmailing Danika…what is it you have on me?”

He smiled as he replied, “Let’s just say you come highly recommended by a Mr. Bruce Michaels…I’m sure you have some history together.”

Danika looked surprised as she noticed that India looked astonished. India thought about the statement that came out of his mouth as she thought about how unsecure her game became at that moment. She looked at the document as she picked it up to read it. After spending several minutes reading it, she finally picked up the pen from the table to sign the document.

Before she could sign it, Mr. St. Croix put his hand on hers stopping her, “Ms. Wynn, If you sign these papers, you are agreeing to assist this corporation and the corporation is agreeing to keep your secrets and your job secure. Keep in mind…all the money you make on this assignment is yours to do with whatever you wish.” “As far as your travel and living expenses are concerned…the corporation is providing you with a blank check…we just want you to get us the deal doing WHATEVER IT TAKES!” “Do you understand?”

India glanced over toward Danika, “Well…I guess we’re going to the Caribbean huh Danika?”

Danika smiled as she replied, “Yeah…I always wanted to spend some time down there anyway…when we depart?”

“Next Tuesday…I’ll make all the arrangements, but I ask you to please do not disclose this project to anyone.” “We’ll brief your team that you are on special assignment.” “No one must know the reality of this project.” “If you would…please sign the agreement...I’ll get the ball rolling.”

They took the pens, signed the documents and handed them to Mr. St. Croix.

He stood up as he gathered the documents, placing them in a folder.

“I’ll be your contact while you’re in Nassau.” “You’ll report directly to me on all matters concerning this project.” If you need anything…anything at all just let me know.” “Remember…the objective is to get the Bahamas corporations and to enjoy a little sun and beach in the Caribbean.” “You’ll attend many parties and spread your presence around the island. This will catch the attention of the corporation heads and then you can persuade them to use our corporation to promote them.” “If everything goes according to plan we should be able to complete this project in say three months!”

India stared at him as she replied, “Three months…to get the whole country?”

“Once you get the major three industries…the rest will follow…we should be able to master this!” “Again…you’re the best in the business and I believe in you so…it will be done!”

He stood up stretching his hand out toward them to shake their hands. They stood up and shook his hand as they all strolled toward the door. He turned around and said softly, “Remember…this is confidential…I’ll be in touch!”

As they strolled out the boardroom and over toward the elevators, India thought, “What just happened in there?” “What am I getting myself into?”

As they both stepped on the elevator, Danika immediately said, “So…you got some skeletons in your closet huh?” “I wonder what you’ve been doing Ms. Goodie two shoes?”

India looked at her with a fuming expression as she replied, “I don’t know what he’s talking about…I just wanted to go to the Caribbean on the company’s dime…that’s all!”

Danika laughed, “Girl…who you think you’re fooling…nobody but yourself!” “I know one thing…you gonna give me some of that cat before you get back from the Bahamas…trust me on that shit!”

India looked at her and grinned as she thought, “This bitch is relentless…but the thought of being intimate with her wasn’t such a bad idea…just one I hadn’t thought about before…will see if she can convince me to do that shit.”

India looked at her as she replied, “What makes you think that I want to sleep with you?”

Danika laughed as she walked up and stood to inches from her face, “Because no woman can resist me.”

India just stared at Danika’s lips as she watched her seductively lick them. She looked up as she noticed that the elevator was getting close to the designated floor. Just as the doors were, about to open India stepped back as Danika just stood there and smiled. It was as if she felt she was the victor in this sexual battle. The elevator reached their floor and India and Danika got off, walking their separate ways. As India strolled back to her office, out of nowhere came Ursula.

“Girl…I heard you were summoned to see Mr. Bluefield…what did he want?”

She just smiled as she continued to stroll over toward the break area to get a glass of water.

As she poured the water into her glass she answered, “Well he asked me and Danika Winfield to work on a special assignment.”

“A special assignment…what type of assignment?”

“Hey…wait a minute…you're gonna be working with that bitch Danika Winfield?”

India picked up her glass, took a sip, and then replied, “What’s wrong with Danika?”

Ursula gazed at India with a “You know what I’m talking about,” expression as she replied, “Girl…you know she’s a lesbian.” “She’ll try to get you in her bed if you’re not careful!”

India laughed as she responded, “Has she ever tried to get you in her bed Ursula?”

Ursula looked at her with a harebrained expression as she replied, “Well…no but that doesn’t mean she ain’t no lesbian!”

India looked at her as she replied, “You shouldn’t judge anybody girl, especially if you don’t know their situation.” “Even if she is a lesbian…that’s her business right?”

Ursula looked at India as she replied, “Yeah…you’re right…but if I were you I’d be careful around her…just in case.”

India smiled as she rushed her out of the break area. As they walked back toward Ursula’s cubicle India said, “If you don’t want your skeletons to be exposed then you should not expose other people’s skeletons.”

Ursula sighed as she thought, “Why is she protecting her all of a sudden?” “Maybe there’s more to this then she’s letting on!”

♠♠♠

Later that evening, India and Ursula had a quiet dinner and cocktails. They then headed over to their favorite grown and sexy club, Club Emporium. It was around midnight, so the club was almost at capacity as they tried to mingle around the standing room only crowd. This club was exclusive with three levels, each with a D.J. spinning your choice of R&B, Hip Hop or of course, old school jams from the seventies to the present. Ursula had made reservations for the V.I.P. section earlier that day, so everyone had a place to sit and watch the dance floor. Finally making it into the club, they moved directly to the bar and ordered an exorbitantly priced Long Island Ice Tea. It was after this India scanned her surroundings, slowly letting her eyes drift over the occupants of the club. Her eyes stopped at the far left end of the bar where a tall attractive man stood, Crown Royal in hand, watching the dancing. His dark features made him almost intimidating in the dimly lit room as she observed him as he watched the dancers, slowly sipping his whiskey. Motioning to the bartender, she ordered another Long Island Ice Tea and slipped through the crowd to get a better viewing position. Ursula looked around and noticed that India was gone so she stood up to try to find her. While she was searching for her friend a medium build brother stopped her and starting conversing with her. Of course, she was trying to explain that she was looking for her friend and soon they were engaged in a deep conversation.

In the mean time, finding a table off to the side of her prey, India sat down, kicking another chair out from the table for her feet. Sitting there, she sipped her Long Island Ice Tea, and watched him. She sat there, half listening to the throbbing beat of the music, her fingers idly tangling in her hair. He barely moved, and she was sure that he was not really watching the dancers at all; in fact, to her it seemed that he was not really watching anything. She shrugged and proceeded to thoroughly explore him and admire his aesthetic beauty. Dark slacks complimented a white Stacy Adams shirt, and his shoes, which were a nice compliment to his pants. She noticed that one of his ears is pierced, but she could not observe the other one. He began to turn to the bartender and she calmly turned away as if she had not been staring, trying to devour him with her eyes. She scanned over the room, trying to make sure that Ursula was not looking for her, and then turned slowly back to where he had been standing but he was gone! She sighed, sipped her drink, and turned her attention to the sensuous movement of the dancers under the colored lights.

As she had made up her mind to go back to where Ursula was sitting, out of nowhere came this deep silky voice, “Do you mind if I sit here?”

She looked back at him as his breathe was teasing her ear. She was so startled that she almost choked on her drink. Coughing a bit, she swallowed hard and looked back at him again.

“No…Not at all,” her words were still slightly choked.

“I didn't think you would, not after the way you've been watching me since you sat here.”

She looked at him, his dark gaze meeting hers, teasing her.

She blushed. “How'd you know,” she asked her voice raspy, sexy.

He smiled, “I used my peripheral vision,” pointing at the corner of his left eye.

He smiled ensuring she got a glimpse of his clean pearly whites.

She did not know what to say, he had caught her and now the object of her perusal was sitting no more than three feet from her. So silently, she looked him over yet again, admiring the austere fineness of his features, and noticing that both of his ears were pierced.. He stared right back, enjoying the mutual checking out, taking in her full lips, cute nose, and hazel eyes. Slowly it happened, as she had known it would, his gaze drifted to her cleavage and the first signs of a smile appeared.

“I'm India,” she said, drawing his attention back to her face, “I see you've already met the twins.”

She raised an eyebrow and smiled sardonically at him. He laughed then, not an annoyed laugh or grunt, but a truly amused laugh. She dropped any sign of being pissed, and smiled openly, his laughter making her feel more flirtatious. When he stopped laughing he was still smiling, a slightly mischievous grin that seemed to light up his face.

“Miles,” he said, sipping his whiskey.

They slipped back into silence, watching the play of the strobe lights on the dance floor. Moments later a song that she could not bear to sit still too began to play. The beat intoxicated her, bringing her to her feet. Snoop Dogg’s “I Wanna Rock,” pounded through the speakers, and without even asking if he wanted to dance, she moved to the dance floor. In a relatively empty spot, she caught the beat, riding it with her body. She moved sinuously with the music, caressing each note with her movements. She closed her eyes, aware, without seeing, of her surroundings. The song changed, the beat flowed, and the music burned in her blood. Smiling brightly she continued to dance with exuberance, song after song until the sweat soaked her hair. Out of breath, she returned to her table to find a fresh drink. She sipped it slowly, savoring it, thanking him with her eyes.

“I would have joined you but I only do R&B.” His voice slid across her skin like silk.

“It’s alright; you just would've held me down anyways,” she winked at him and held the cool glass against the front of her chest, letting the condensation cool her skin.

Their eyes met across the table, his intense gaze searing her skin. It followed the trail of condensation to where it disappeared deep in the valley of her breasts.

“Oh…I'll hold you down alright,” he murmured, “but I may never let you back up again.”

She did not hear him, her body still throbbing from the music. She watched the lights dance on the floor and her mind danced with them. Raising her drink to her lips, she glanced at Miles, smiling slightly as she took another drink. Her eyes glowed when she looked at him, looking like emeralds in the dim light, the silvery eye shadow she wore brightening them. His eyes wandered over her body, admiring her frankly, just as she had him. Setting down her Long Island Ice Tea, she moved a bit closer, her fingers trailing casually over the back of his hand, waiting for his reaction. He turned his palm up, and she let her fingers draw a lazy circle in his palm before leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss on his wrist. Looking up at him, his eyes darkened with desire, she almost shivered. He was so large, so incredibly gorgeous, and if she was right, he wanted her at least half as much as she wanted him.

“So are you seeing anyone,” she asked, her voice slightly hesitant, not wanting to break the enchantment that seemed to be interlacing around him.

“Wait, are you…married,” he asked.

“No…never been married and no boyfriend.”

He looked at her now, appraising her, wondering if maybe he should stay away. A woman like her, if she was as promiscuous as she sounded, could have something he did not need.

“Don't worry…I’m not a lesbian,” she said, as if reading his mind.

He smiled as he stood, offering his hand. She smiled as she took it as she stood, and smoothed her pants. He led her to the south exit of the club. She followed him stepping outside. She shivered and realized she had left her jacket.

“Wait…I left my jacket,” she said softly, looking up at him. “Would you mind waiting for just a moment while I get it?”

“No, please go get it.”

She ran back inside to the table where she was sitting, grabbed he jacket and walked back outside, ready to go.

When she returned, he looked at her with an extremely sensuous smile and said, “Ready?”

She smiled as she replied, “I'm ready for whatever baby.”

Walking side by side, he adjusted his stride so it fit hers as best he could manage. She was content to follow him wherever he led her so he led her to a nearby park. They walked down the pathway to a small wooden building, which stood just off to the side of the road.

“Here,” she whispered her voice breathy in the silence.

Without a word, he pulled her towards him, bending to kiss her. He backed her up against the wall, his hand slipping inside her jacket to cup her breast. Her hands immediately were sliding up under his shirt, settling against his warm skin. Her manicured nails dragged along his skin, as his tongue slipped between her lips, tangling with her own to explore her. He tasted like beer, his complete maleness driving her to almost madness. She kissed him boldly, letting her hands drop to his hips, her fingers dipping into his waistband as she pressed herself closer to him. His lips slid from hers down to her neck, softly caressing the sensitive skin there. The contrast of his warm lips and the cold wind was a complete turn on and she moaned. His hand had already undone the buttons of her shirt while her attention was elsewhere. His is hand slipped inside her shirt, covering her breast. His thumb brushed over her nipple, lightly at first and then harder, his lips wandering her neck, his breath hot on her skin. Her fingers fumbled slightly with the button on his pants and then getting it slid the zipper down, her hands finding their way inside his clothes. She caressed him through the cloth of his underwear, her fingers tracing the line of his hardening shaft. His hand stilled on her breast, his breath shortening a bit, as she explored the long length of him. His teeth bit sharply into her neck and she slipped her hand inside the waistband of his underwear, pushing them down, and freeing him from the confines of clothing. She wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked him slowly from base to tip. His lips brushed along her collarbone and then his lips were covering her nipple, his tongue teasing it to hardness. She stroked him quickly, and squeezed lightly. He batted her hand away and backed her up hard onto the wall. His fingers on the tie of her pants, he pulled and they fell away revealing a black satin thong. His fingers traced the outline of her p-ssy, pushing the flimsy panties out of the way; he thrust a finger up into her, his eyes watching her face. Her head rolled back and she closed her eyes as his thumb caressed her *. She reached blindly, forward fingers brushing lightly over him, but he pulled away, not letting him touch her.

His lips hovered near her ear, “You like that don't you, yeah, I know you do.”

She moaned louder at his words, her body arching to meet his hand, her p-ssy clenching around his exploring fingers. His teeth bit into her ear, almost hurting her and she moaned again. Her fingers digging into his shoulders, she turned her head, lips blindly seeking his. He pressed his lips to hers, taking her mouth forcefully as she moaned and began cumming hard against his fingers. He pushed back from her, and pressed on her shoulders, dropping her to her knees. She pressed her lips to his dick, her tongue darting across the tip before wrapping her hand around it and beginning to suck him. Her tongue swirled up and down the length of him, and she took as much of him as she could, but was gagging around him. Her fingers stroked him in rhythm with her mouth and his fingers buried deep in her hair, holding her lightly to him. She sucked a bit faster now, taking less but moving quickly, her tongue moving erratically over him, pressing the head of his dick on every upstroke. He let her go a little longer and then pushed her away; she fell back, watching him.

“Take them off,” his voice was low, thrumming with pleasure.

She removed her pants but left the panties on.

“I want you on your knees,” she obeyed wordlessly, positioning herself so he could slip into her from behind.

She felt his fingers again, dipping into her and then he was there. Thick, hard, and hot he slipped into her, stretching her.

“Girl…you're tight,” he muttered, pulling back and thrusting in harder, deeper.

Soon a steady motion was established and he reached around her, rubbing her *. She cried out, her p-ssy clenching around his pole. She heard him moan a little, and then she cried out again, when he slapped her ass. The shack was filled with soft moans and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Finally, he let out a long moan and she felt him begin to cum inside her. She quickly pulled his dick out of her, allowing his load to shoot on the floor. After she jerked him off, he fixed his clothes and waited for her to do the same. Dressing quickly, she ran a hand through tousled hair as he asked “My place or yours baby?”

She smiled as she fixed her hair and said, “I’ve got to get back to my girl…I know she’s looking for me, but if you come back with me I’ll give you my number and maybe we can go to breakfast or something.”

He smiled and replied, “Sure thing, baby girl!”

After about twenty minutes, India strolled back in the club with her new friend as Ursula came rushing over to her.

“India…where have you been…I’ve was a little worried that you left me here or something.” “Who is your friend?”

India looked at him and smiled as she tried to remember his name. He caught on and responded, “I’m Miles…Miles Clyburn.” “And you are?

‘Oh…I’m Ursula Ballentine.”

“Please to meet you…do you come here often?”

India looked at Ursula and then responded, “No…not that much.”

India looked at Ursula trying to get her attention as she tried to continue the conversation. Finally getting her attention, she motioned for them to go to the ladies room.

Ursula gazed at her with a “what are you doing expression as India grabbed her arm saying, “Miles will be right back…we need to freshen up!” “Let’s go, Ursula!”

As they strolled toward the bathroom India said, “Girl…I’ve need to get away from him…are you ready?”

Ursula looked at her puzzled, “Why…he’s seems to be a nice guy…why are you ready to leave all of a sudden?”

“Because, I just want to go alright…are you going with me or are you staying here?”

Ursula stepped in front of India as she said, “Honestly, India…I just don’t know what you’re afraid of but you really need to stop and take a look at yourself…you’re letting life pass you by and for what reason I don’t know?” “I just don’t understand what the problem is with you girl!”

India gazed away from her as she spoke and then she looked at her straight in the eyes as she replied, “Look Ursula…you’re a great friend and I know you’re just trying to help but please…back off about this okay!” If you want to stay then okay but I’m not trying to get into a relationship…not right now.”

Ursula smiled as she replied, “When is the right time, India?” “You’re an extremely attractive woman…please…don’t let yourself wither away.” “Before you know it you’ll be old and you’ll look back and say, “Was all this working worth it?”

She sighed as she stepped around her and walked into the ladies room. Ursula stood there as she thought, “I really wonder what it is that’s keeping her from getting into a relationship?” “I need to find out what it is before she destroys herself?”