., I wrote on the board. “This is great, I feel like we are getting somewhere here.”
“Ohh, I know. What about that cougar of yours? The navy woman. What was her name?”
“Ah, Narelle! I haven’t spoken to her in a while, but I could get back in touch with her. How could you fight against that, Amber? She is away for months and when she comes back she’s horny as all hell. We would enjoy our time together and then I get to have time to myself for months at a time. It’s perfect.” I turned my back on them to write her name down.
“Is that the woman who is into all that bondage crap? No. Hell no! She is fifteen years older than you, to me that screams out mummy issues. Being whipped isn’t the answer.” I was agitated by her last remark. I didn’t tell people details of my past, especially my childhood. Gregory was probably the only one that knew of my darkest secrets and that was because of one very drunken night. My mother had abandoned me at four and left me with my alcoholic, abusive father.
I perked myself up instantly so no one would notice. “Being whipped isn’t all that bad,” I said with a smile as I wrote on the board beside Narelle’s name, Mother issues. Closure.
“I have to be quite honest: I would be disappointed if you didn’t add in that blondie from yesterday with the Swedish accent. She was very polite to me when she left yesterday,” Gregory said somewhat smugly. I agreed, but I looked at Amber for her judgement before writing the name.
Slowly she said, “You fucked her over your desk within thirty minutes of meeting her. You know nothing about her. How can you add her to the list? I know you are screwing more women than that and I refuse to sit here all day while you list them all.”
“Right,” I inhaled deeply. “Then Sarah will be the final candidate, you know, like a lucky pick. I will learn more about her as well.” I wrote Sarah’s name in bold with the word, Newcomer .
“You realise you have basically reduced every woman you’ve written up there to one or two words, right?” Amber asked drily.
“I know you might not want to believe it, Amber, but I really do want to settle down with someone and have a real relationship. I don’t know how to do that. I’ve never seriously tried to settle with a woman. I have only known how to have sex with them and please them. My cock has a mind of it’s own. So I really need your help.”
“I want a pay rise,” she said assertively.
“I’m not giving you another pay rise, you already took advantage of me when I was drunk last night,” I retorted. “Which I will pay you for. Thank you for looking after me. I just, I don’t know where to start. I know how to manage my business, but I don’t know how to find that one woman who I want to spend the rest of my life with. So guys, what do you think the game plan is?”
“Well, if you’re serious about it Hayden, I am more than happy to help you with it,” Gregory said, placing his glasses back on his nose. “But I warn you, as soon as you get married you will regret it. You have so many sexy women falling at your knees. I say—”
“I say you’re an idiot and you need to be grateful that your wife, who shockingly decided to have two children with you, is still with you,” Amber said sharply. It instantly silenced Gregory and he diverted his glance to the large painting on the wall.
“Please Amber,” I clasped my hands together in a begging manner. “I need your help. For the first time in all of my years of using my dick, I am trying to find some actual purpose for it instead of pleasing every woman who I meet that will let me.” She stared at me for a long time, her dark brown eyes unimpressed. She exhaled loudly, looking to the corner of the room and then back at me again.
“Fine. But first you have to start taking them on dates, not the places you always take them to.