“I have a meeting in New Orleans…regarding a new deal. I will be there for a week. I think you should come with me,” Xavier had said before leaving their bedroom that day.It was a warm enough evening that Cara had ditched her shorts and tank top and slipped into a light cotton summer dress, sleeveless, made from a deep orange material with white flowers on it. The colors complimented her olive-complexion and auburn and copper hair, which she’d pulled up on the sides, leaving the rest to brush against her sun-freckled shoulders. Xavier changed from his travel clothes into a nice pair of tight, faded blue jeans and a navy blue T-shirt, the sleeves rolled up a couple of notches, exposing his lightly muscled arms. He wasn’t as much of a sun-body as Cara was, so his skin retained its natural peaches and cream tone.And off they went. They wandered a few blocks, trying to decide on what food tempted them the most. There were the very obvious tourist traps named for television show chefs, w
“Okay. Cool,” Cara started, tossing her towel onto the chair by her side of the bed. She sat her pillows up against the headboard and then leaned against them, bringing her knees up against her chest. “Let’s keep watching it then,” she added, much to Xavier’s stunned expression. “What? I mean, you’re paying for it. Might as well finish watching it. They’re going to charge you full price whether you shut it off now or at the end of the movie.” She turned her attention to the television screen, watching Xavier out of the corners of her deep cinnamon eyes.Finally, Xavier set his other pillow in front of the other and leaned back against them again, trying to remain calm. About halfway through the saleswoman getting a face-full of cum, a reward for her skillful blow job, the reality of him sitting here and watching porn with his best friend who happened to be female dawned on him. The fact that she was willing to sit here with him and watch this stuff shocked Xavier at first. And then it
He pulled the ice out of her, removing his hand. Cara looked up in time to see him put the piece of ice in his mouth, rolling it around on his tongue as he tasted her on it. The sight of that undid her and she felt her floodgates open down below. Xavier moved his leg away from hers and used his free hand to pull down her underwear. Once that was done, he tossed the soaked material to the floor and retrieved another two more pieces of ice from her glass. He brought his hand back up along her legs, her thighs and finally cupped her trimmed mound with it. At first all Cara could feel was the warmth of his hand, until he maneuvered the ice up against her lips again, parting them, grazing the cold against her throbbing clit again, parting her even more until he inserted the ice inside her hot cunt. She cried out and Xavier looked up at her face to see if what he was doing was bothering her. But it wasn’t. Her eyes were closed again, her back arched and she was spreading her legs out as wid
"Based upon the evidence presented and witness testimony, the Court finds that the management of Draper Holdings was aware of past employee complaints of sexual harassment and by willfully ignoring these complaints, did create a hostile work environment as defined under section 465.29 of South Carolina labor laws. Subsequently, the Court rules in favor of the Plaintiff and awards the Plaintiff twenty-two months of back wages as compensatory damages, and three million dollars in punitive damages. Case closed."Aphrodite Hart was reading her copy of the judge's ruling as he announced it to the court. Her experience in hundreds of courtrooms made it easy for her to avoid visibly smiling or showing any other outward signs of satisfaction with the ruling that extended her perfect record of wins for her clients. Hearing the gasp from her client sitting next to her, followed by a sob of joy, Aphrodite patted the young woman's hand, silently encouraging her to control herself while still in t
Devon tried not to deal with inter-office e-mails while he was outside of the office, and the one currently on his laptop screen was exactly why. He didn't mind spending a few minutes on a Saturday morning corresponding with a client or vendor, but issues such as the one on his screen at that moment seemed to just sap any good feelings that he had about the weekend right out of his mind.The only reason that he had opened the e-mail from Emily Willis was that it had been sitting in his inbox for three days, and he owed the head of his Human Resources department a timely reply, even if she likely wouldn't see it until she came into her office on Monday morning.Sandy Cox was lodging another employee complaint. Reading the e-mail from Emily, Devon saw that Sandy was upset that her request for a vacation day on the Friday before Memorial Day had been refused by her manager. It was obvious from the manager's explanation why the request had been denied, but Sandy had demonstrated her prope
A major international hotel chain had purchased an oceanfront resort and spent the last year renovating it to become part of their flagship hotel brand. With most of the interior work completed, the new signage was contracted through Coastline Multimedia, which included his company obtaining approval for the signage from the Myrtle Beach Community Appearance Board. This quasi-judicial board reviewed all requests for exterior signs throughout the city and approved or disapproved of these requests based upon guidelines that were often ambiguous and arbitrary.When his project manager had brought the design plans for the new DOtel sign before the CAB, the volunteer board members had taken issue with the style and color, ignoring the fact that these were the hotel's internationally recognized brand identifiers. The project manager attempted to explain that requesting the changes that the CAB wanted would be similar to requiring McDonald's to make the arches for their Myrtle Beach location
"But it's boring at Grandma and Grandpa's house," Alex complained.Aphrodite ruffled his short blond hair, returned to packing her rolling suitcase, and said, "I know it is. That's why Grandma agreed to come over here to stay with you rather than you having to stay at their house. It's nice of her to agree to that, so I expect you to be a good host for her. Can you do that?"The most challenging part of Aphrodite maintaining two separate law offices was the need for her to share time between them. The Myrtle Beach office was still relatively new, but the client list there was growing each month, primarily through corporate clients keeping her on retainer to deal with legal issues involving their employees as they arose. Lana Street had been able to handle the majority of the matters with minimal oversight of her work, but there were certain aspects of building and maintaining a client base that required the boss' personal attention.One such event was the employment law symposium bein
"I'm sorry, Devon, but a woman is calling in on the main switchboard downstairs insisting to speak with you on what she says is a personal matter. She won't give her name and refuses to leave a number. Lyssa has hung up on her twice, but she keeps calling back."Devon glanced up from his computer screen and saw the agitated face of his personal assistant, Sierra Lawton. He knew that her agitation was with her being forced to interrupt him by circumstances beyond her control. Sierra took pride in being a tenacious gatekeeper for Devon's work schedule and would not take kindly to someone trying to get past her.He smiled and said, "That's okay, Sierra, it's almost time for me to break for lunch anyway. Tell Lyssa to put the woman through to me and I'll find out what this is all about.""Are you sure?" Sierra asked dubiously. While Devon had seemed distracted several times over the past few days, it wasn't like him to put even the most minor work detail aside to deal with an unknown such