On the way to lunch

Waiting until they left the office Jodie asked the question that had been on her mind, she didn't recall anything about talks with Mckinny let alone purchasing them. Mckinney was on a single page of the report for opposition market research, but Jkdie did have to admit she read very little of the yawn inducing binder she helped put together. "You got to have lunch with the CEO about this deal?" Adam shifted his briefcase from one hand to the other so he could take Jodie's as they walked across the parking lot. "You weren't left out of anything I promise. No, that lunch didn't happen. I honestly don't think the CEO knows who I am, but I do plan to change that." Jodie nodded at the comment as if to say she agreed, but it was mostly just her trying to put together how much of what Adam said was the truth, an exaggeration or outright lie back in there.

"Is Mega Corp going to like do what they said and break and sell the company?'' These things happened all the time, but seeing all those factory workers she saw through the windows made her wonder if she was now part of something that was going to enrich those two and make everyone else suffer. "Hmm, they might. I honestly don't think about it." Jodie stopped and pulled her hand away, and when Adam turned to look at her he saw the pretty redhead glaring on him. "You should! You should care about the people!" Jodie said with fury in her voice, ferrous he cared so little for others. "Jodie, I didn't say I didn't care. I said I don't think about it. What Mega Corp does with a company after we bring them into the fold is done by another department. In the internal documents I showed profitability…” Adam paused at the word, wanting to make sure his girlfriend understood. “How much money the company will make will be greater if we grow what they already made." Adam motioned to the building. "I don’t want them laying people off, but sometimes that is the way things go.” Jodie considered his words and caught on to the fact he mentioned how he didn’t say he did not care, but never said he did. “Do you, do you care?” Jodie’s expression was firm, this was a man she knew liked to get what he wanted and even with how nice he had been lately she remembered that phone call he made to HR while her lips were around his dick.

The thought of the daily ritual caused her stomach to growl a little, reminding her she was hungry and couldn’t help but look to Adam’s crotch. “Jesus…” Adam closed his eyes tight for a second then looked Jodie directly in the eye, taking a step towards her as he expression softened. “I told you before about how I learned to cook that soup I made you?” It made little sense to bring that up now, unless he was trying to hold over her head that he did something nice. “So, what does that have to do with you giving a shit?” She looked at his face, she knew he had a flash of anger when he closed his eyes before, but there were no traces of it now. He honestly looked tired and a little sad. “Only a little, but to me a lot. We had a few servants around the house, some were live in and others not, but one that stayed around for a long time was Camila Isabella De Leon. She taught me how to make that soup and promised to show me much more. She was a wonderful Spanish woman from Mexico, a kind soul and liked to talk about how she couldn’t wait to start a family of her own once she became a resident here. My parents met her in Arizona and hired her as a cleaner and kept her on when we went back to the Hamptons. She was wonderful, but eventually my parents fired her. Saying they didn’t like how the help was fraternizing with their son, and how she should know her place.” When Adam saw Jodie about to say something he held up a hand so she knew the story wasn’t over. “I got grounded, I was a teenager and should have known better and how they didn’t see my brother doing something like that. It broke my heart, Camila was now far from home, not great with english and if she spent any real time outside the house the police could pick her up and deport her. So I gave her some money, and that only got me in more trouble.”

“Parents can be so.. Bad sometimes!” Much of the anger Jodie had was funneled more toward his parents and thinking about bad parents made her think of her own. “Well they also threatened to report me and her to the police. I kind of stole the money from my father’s safe.” Jodie gasped at the idea of him as a teenager doing a thing like being a Robin Hood. It was ridiculous he was a silver spoon in the mouth and very much an asshole and yet he was saying how he took money from the rich and gave it to the poor. “YOU DIDN’T!?” Adam nodded and took a deep breath remembering the fallout. “My mother never liked me much, but that gave her a good reason to send me away to boarding school. I know boo hoo, rich boy gets to go to good schools. I’m not trying for sympathy, I just want you to know that I do care about people I don’t know and if my actions hurt them. Most of the time I just don’t think about it, the higher you get on a corporate ladder the more likely people are a little psychopathic. I compartmentalize and I guess, forget it. I can be as bad as anyone, worse than some, but I do care about them. I care about you Jodie.” That story took a bit out of Adam, he had never told anyone about that before, and he hoped it made Jodie feel better, she seemed to really be on edge today and he figured that it was fair with how much he had focused on this day instead of time with her.

Jodie looked at her feet, the anger inside moving away from Adam and making room for shame so she could use both emotions to attack herself with. She recalled something the doctor or nurse said about mood swings or emotions and was sure the fucking shots were the real reason her eyes were tearing up. She hadn’t looked up to notice Adam moving, but found herself in warm embrace. “I don’t know what will happen to these people, but I know the two of us will be fine. I know I will be fine so long as I have you.” It was wrong, Adam Wesker was a horrible man, a pig, he wasn’t supposed to be nice or caring. He was supposed to be easy to hate, not like this, not holding her and smelling like Eric. “Hey.” Adam said tapping under Jodie’s chin so she would stop burying her face in his chest and look at him. “Weeks ago we had that big conference, where you met Cynthia. Do you remember saying you belong to me?” Jodie nodded her head, vaguely remembered saying that to get the creep to leave her alone. “Did you mean that?” Unsure what to say Jodie shrugged and bit her bottom lip thinking how that wasn’t the answer he was looking for and how nice he was trying to be, and how she had a certain image to maintain. Like it or not… “Yeah, I’m yours. Unless your dumping me?” The last part being really wishful thinking, but if you don’t voice a wish how can it come true. “Sweetheart, I’m not dumping you. You are mine, and I think when I heard you say that back then it made me know.”

“Know what?” Adam smiled at her for a moment letting the question hang in the air as if he didn’t want to give the answer to that question. “Forget about it, I’m hungry. Lets have lunch.” Jodie nodded, still smelling the cologne and thinking about lunch she licked her lips and put her hand to Adam’s crotch. “Hey now little lady, not in the parking lot in the middle of the day.” Jodie’s cheeks turned almost the same shade of red as the dyed hair. Pulling away from Adam she moved to the car as quickly as she could. “That isn’t me complaining, but I think you found a line I wont cross.” He laughed following her to the rental car. Inside he turned the engine on and looked to the still red-faced woman in the passenger seat. “So Miss Applebottom, care to pick up where you left off?” Jodie pouted at him and looked to his crotch seeing the pants already starting to tent in anticipation. “I’m not hungry.” She said crossing her arms, pressing her impressive chest together. She looked away and then back to his lap biting her lip as her stomach reminded her what time it was. Smiling at her, Adam pulled down the zipper of his pants, pulling his member free. “You can’t lie to me, I know you too well Jodie.” That was something Jodie could easily say she hated, that big fat cock. Hate how it was so much bigger than her own, how she oddly hated that it was bigger than Eric’s, not by much but still. She hated how sucking on it had been so normal, how she craved it and thought about it at noon every day. How she was free of that thing on weekends, but still thought of it and the creamy and salty eruption that had become her lunch five days a week. He hated it, hated how… how she wanted it, how her mouth right now was salivating. Before she really knew what she was doing it was in one of her hands and she was positioning herself on the seat to take it in her mouth.

With the first taste of the man’s flesh in Jodie’s mouth she hated herself for wanting it, hated herself for being so horny and this was not doing anything to help. “Oh yeah, keep doing that baby.” Adam said as Jodie let out a slurping noise with the massive cock that she was able to take way too much of it into her mouth. As blue balled as she was Jodie wanted release with a fire passion of her soul, but this was not going to do, even if it made her new assets have erect nipples. The idea of not getting off gave her an idea and thought it might be time Adam felt the same, he could feel the same way she felt when he didn’t let her finish on the plane. The rest of the drive she held the tip of the cock in her mouth, moving her lips at the base or flicking her tongue over it. Jodie knew more than many women how sensitive that spot was and used that knowledge to bring positive sensation to it quickly and then slowly it down as she felt Adam get more and more excited. It was like a car speeding up to sixty and then having to slow down for traffic, then to let loose again when it opened up and then back down. She wanted to bring him to the brink and then deny him and the thought of being a literal cock tease caused her to gag momentarily on the member as she kept from laughing. When the car pulled into the parking lot Adam pulled as far back as he could to try and give Jodie time to finish, but he could already feel his phone buzzing and was sure they had taken too long with their conversation as it was. Putting his fingers in her hair Adam pushed Jodie down onto his cock, so that she had **** but to take it all in and thrust his hips in micro thrust after, micro thrust. He was so close, but as he felt Jodie squirming and patting him he knew she needed air and they wouldn’t have time to finish.

“Damn baby that felt amazing, I’m sorry you didn’t get what you want, but damn you are good at edging.” Jodie was using a tissue from her purse to clean up before adjust her makeup. “Edging?” Adam tapped something out on his phone. “Yeah, what you were doing to make my orgasm more intense. Intense as in better, bigger.” Pulling the cap from her lipstick Jodie looked to the mirror on the visor thinking about how a more intense orgasm was not the point and how he shouldn’t be happy, he should be upset like she was before.. Well as she is now. When they got out of the car Jodie noticed the weariness in her boss seemed to have faded and she just hoped they had good food here and maybe she could sneak off to the bathroom for six minutes to feel better.