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Charlie walked behind them, taking a moment with each.
She tucked Candy’s hair behind her ear.
    “I’m
ready, Mistress,” they each said.
    “Good.
Stand up for me then.”
    Candy
raised up to her knees and, as smoothly as she could, she raised herself back
to standing. All the practicing was starting to pay off. She still needed to
work on keeping her back straight though. It wasn’t quite right, yet.
    “Very
good, Candy. Your rise continues to improve.” Mistress Charlie took hold of
Candy’s hand and tugged her forward. “You’re in this first room.” She stopped
before Candy could see her date. “I’ll be here all night if you want to talk
and I’ll see you at brunch tomorrow. Go on in when you’re ready.” Mistress
Charlie left her side.
    Candy
didn’t look back. She kept her eyes forward. No one was going to make her go
into the room and meet this guy. She was going to need to make it happen. With
her focus on the floor, she walked through the doorway.
    “Hello,
Candy.” His deep tone met her ears and heat flashed across her senses.
    “Brad?”
Her gaze shot to the man sitting inside and met the cool blue eyes that had
been keeping her up at night. “Brad.” She took a step farther into the room and
gripped the back of a chair. “It’s you.”
    “Yes,
it’s me. Are you okay?” He got up out of his seat. “You should sit.”
    “I’m
fine.” She slid into the chair and knocked her knee into the table leg. “Shit.”
She squeezed her lips closed and rubbed her knee as she centered herself in her
seat. “Is this some kind of joke?”
    “Why
would it be a joke?” He looked at her like she had a third eye.
    “I
don’t know. You’re just the last person I expected Mistress Charlie to match me
with.”
    “I
see.” His head cocked back and his expression turned stone like.
    “What’s
that supposed to mean?” Her whole world swirled around her. How could he be
here? He didn’t want her, not in this way. “I’m sure I wasn’t who you expected
either.”
    “No,
not what I expected, but…” He seemed to study her for a minute. “You can’t say
our time together wasn’t fantastic.”
    “True.”
She rubbed her neck and her pussy warmed at the memory of how his mouth and
fingers had sent her roaring through one of the best orgasms of her life. The
man she’d been lusting after for months was the one who’d just sucked on her
breasts and her pussy. She cleared her throat. But he didn’t really want her,
she knew that. “Well, what now?”
    “From
what I understand, we have a few options.” He sat back in his seat. “We could
continue where we left off.”
    “Right
here?” She took in the room for the first time. She’d been so occupied with him
that she hadn’t noticed anything about their surroundings. There was a filing
cabinet on the back wall and a typical office plant in the corner. They were
sitting at a table she’d scene in the office furniture catalog. Quotes for
inspiration and success hung on the wall. “What the…”
    She
turned in her seat, taking in the room as a whole. It was a room where the
occupants would talk about serious things, where they could be taken seriously.
When Mistress Charlie asked her to envision where she’d feel the most inspired,
the most confident, where she’d feel empowered to awaken her whole sexual
being, she’d imagined a place where she wanted to feel equal to Brad.
    Hundreds
of times now she’d been in a conference room with powerful people and she’d
held her own. She’d worked hard to develop a respectable reputation, one that
left the opposite impression of what she gave off back when she had no respect
for her life.
    The
framed poster on the wall caught her attention. You’ve got what it takes. She wanted to believe she had what it
took to obtain everything she wanted, but the man in front of her was simply not
to be hers. She’d worked to come to terms with it.
    “Yes,
right here.” Brad tapped his fingers on