Breeding with Alpha

Setting~ Little Red is sitting in the hospital holding her sleeping grandmothers hand. They had just had an argument about how they were going to pay off their debt. Grandmother Red made Little Red promise not to go to Mr Foxx, that they would figure something out together. Once she was out of the hospital.

""I'm sorry grandma, but we don't have time to wait. I have to do something, anything to get the loan sharks thugs off our back." Little Red stood after kissing her grandma's hand softly.

Wrapping her black shall around her tighter to keep the cold from the rain at bay, Red made her way to the nearest bus stop, thinking that Mr Foxx would more than likely be at his office, since he always was. It was only a 30 minute bus ride from the hospital, so she'd have to figure out what to say to him or what services she could possibly offer to pay off such an outstanding debt.

'Maybe I'll offer to be his personal Chef for a couple of years.' Little Red pondered as the D line sped through the inner city, making it's way to the outskirts. 'Or maybe I'll offer maid work. He obviously works a lot, I bet he could use daily turndown service.' The D line swayed violently from side to side as it hit each pothole. Little Red Had to hold her skirt down to keep it from flying up.

'What if he doesn't want what I offer him. What if he asks for something else.' Her hand twitch subconsciously touching the skin of her inner thigh, her lower body pulsed at the idea of sexual expectation. 'No,' she shook her head, 'No blowjob can get rid of that much debt.' She shook the idea from her head. 'More than likely he'd just turn me down all together.'

Finally her stop arrived and she stood to leave. Becoming conscious of a drop rolling between her legs. Little Red was reminded of her earlier thought. 'It wouldn't be the end of the world if he wanted a blowjob, at least they were attractive.

Having met a couple of times before She knew that Mr Foxx was slightly shorter than herself, stunning blue eyes that pierced you and short wavy bleached hair they sometimes threw into a bun, and once when their button up shirt had flashed open she had caught a glimpse of their drool worthy six pack. They weren't unattractive by any means.

Stepping off the bus Little Red resolved to find a bathroom as quickly as possible to clean up. As luck would have it she spotted Mr Foxx walking down the street towards their office. Hollering after him Red jogged to catch up.

"Mr Foxx," He didn't even turn to acknowledge her. However when she caught up and stepped into place next to him he gave a small head nodd to her.

"Ms Red, I was sorry to hear about your business burning down. Your grandmother makes the best bakery items." He opened the building door and held it open for Red, gesturing her in. Stunned Little Red only nodded her head and followed Mr Foxx's lead.

He lead to his office and shut the door, and closed the blinds. Taking his vest off he unbuttoned the wrists of his button up and took a seat across from her. "How can I help you Ms Red." He leaned in and placed a warm palm on her leg. His thumb gently grazing her inner thigh. Little Red felt the heat rise to her face. She had never gotten the chance to clean up.

"I was hoping for an extension on the loan, or maybe we could work out a different method to pay it off." She heard the words as she said them and regretted it. "What I mean to say is, I can offer my services to you." The coy look In his eye only made her blush harder. "Like I can cook, you said you liked grandmas baking. I do a lot of the baking for the bakery myself, I can do your laundry clean your house. I can work off the debt." The more she spoke the more confident she became that she could make a reasonable deal happen here.

"Unfortunately," Little Red's heart sank at the word. "I have no need for those kinds of services. I already have a personal cook, I have my laundry taken to the dry cleaner, and I have my own maid service to clean my properties."

"Oh, there must be something I can do." Desperation crept in her throat and gave it away when her voice cracked. The faintest smile reached the edge of Mr Foxx's lips.

"Actually yes." Mr Foxx stood up, the outline of his crotch in Red's face.

"I, uh" Little Red stammered feeling heat creep up her neck again.

"My cousin is getting married next weekend." He walked behind his desk and sat down, grabbing a small business card. He reached across his desk and handed it out to Little Red. "Do you do cakes?"

Relived Little Red giggled slightly scalding herself internally for assuming such decrepid thoughts. "Yes!" She said louder than anticipated. Clearing her throat she tried again. "Yes, I bake and decorate."

Mr Foxx nodded. "Good give this number a call, it's the bride. She will tell you what she wants. Make her happy and we will call it even on the interest." Red nodded, but was still unsure if she had understood.

"So in exchange for making your cousins cake, you are going to take the interest off our debt." Red fidgeted causing the card in her hands to wrinkle.

"Yes." Mr Foxx folded his hands together.

"And the rest of the debt?" Red inquired.

"I'm sure we can find something suitable to chip away at the debt, I'm not a monster after all." Mr Foxx gave a wolfish grin. Unsettling Little Red. She gave a small chuckle to try and reassure herself, and stood up to leave.

"Well thank you for this opportunity Mr Foxx I won't let you or your cousin down." She turned to leave and reached for the door, mid thought she turned around. "I won't let you down."

"I know you won't." Mr Foxx was beconing her back while undoing his belt with one hand.

"Mr Foxx, I'm not sure I understand your implications."

"You do, now get over here and suck my cock." There was a clicking sound behind her as a lock switched into place at the touch of a button under the desk. "Now." There was such dominance to his command that Red robotically followed the command and knelt by his side between his knees.

"Take it." his voice dripped with dominance.