Mandy's POV of the Contract Signing

Mandy moaned out in pleasure as Eric thrust in and out of her. Oh fuck. Sex with him was every bit as good as she’d fantasized about for the last week. No, it was better than that even. It was fucking Godly. Eric was a goddamn Greek God.

After introducing her to secretaries Mrs. Brunwald and Claudia, Eric had led her into an empty conference room when she made it to his business tower. This floor was entirely for him and management staff, of which she would join the ranks. The actual contract signing didn’t really take that long, it was only a few pages. What surprised Mandy was how much money she would be making under Eric for such little actual work. No wonder John wanted this job.

“So, what’s the special promotion you’ve got for John?” she asked.

“Just something to let us spend more time together than otherwise,” said Eric slyly. Oh no, Mandy had thought then. She liked Eric and she certainly had not regretted blowing him, but she was not that easy.

“There is no us, though,” said Mandy.

“Quite,” nodded Eric. “So, how’s the wedding planning going?”

“Oh, we’re just deciding where our parties are going to be.”

“And?”

“I want mine in Vegas, he wants his in Miami,” said Mandy.

“Both fantastic cities,” said Eric. “But if he lets you have your own in Vegas, you should let him have his in Miami.”

“But I want him with me,” confessed Mandy.

“The point of a bachelorette party is to spend time with one’s friends,” reminded Eric. “Speaking of friends, how is Kate?”

“She’s good… that was an amazing night,” confessed Mandy.

“Shall we pick up where we left off?” teased Eric.

She looked in Eric’s eyes for a few seconds. She saw how confident they were. How proud they were. Fuck it, she thought. She’d be easy for a day. She kissed him back when she felt his lips touch her own.

And that pretty much brought her to now. With her skirt hiked up over her ass, her panties parted and Eric ploughing her. He put his hand on her jaw and craned her neck back, planting her with a juicy kiss. It wasn’t that passionate, but it was it was primal and full of raw power. He also didn’t seem to be letting up while fucking her.

Fuck, she’d already orgasmed at least twice. There was just something incredible about this man. No other guy would she have bent over a conference room so easily for. No other guy would be fucking her and kissing her and making her forget about her fiancee. She didn’t even need ecstasy to feel this good this time.

Then, after she’d orgasmed a third time, she slumped down to her knees and opened her mouth. It felt like he unloaded a milk carton down her throat but she swallowed it all and cleaned off his cock afterwards.

She left feeling better than ever. She had a new job. She had more money. She had a new… lover? Was that it? Or did Eric just want to fuck her once and be done with it? Either way… she didn’t feel bad about it yet. In fact, as she came home, she was feeling better than ever.

“So, how’d it go?” she heard John ask as she entered their apartment.

“It was a contract signing, how do you think?” she snickered. If only he fucking knew. He would be fucking livid. She needed to find a way to calm him down. So that he’d never even raise a hand against Eric if he found out what was happening. Until then, though, she had content herself by playing him. “It was long and hard.”

“You were there for quite a bit? How big was the contract?”

“Really, really big.”