Accounting For Love Ch1

New Beginnings.

Isabel is a thirty-year-old accountant working for a company called H.J. Services, Inc. She's been a valued employee here straight out of college. Mr. Jackson, or Hugh, says she's his right-hand gal. For seven years she has worked her butt off and she knows and loves her job well.

She has a boyfriend named Jesse who's five years older than her. They've been dating for a year. Jesse is a CEO of his dad's company. They live in Virginia. And this her story.

"Reservation is for 7pm, I'll pick you up at 6pm." Jesse orders.

"That's cutting it way too close. You know I don't even get off work until 5pm." She replies.

"Well, if as CEO I can manage it, you should be able to as well." Jesse retorts.

"Yes, but my dad doesn't own my company." She replies.

"I'm not having this conversation again." Jesse retorts.

"I'm just saying that a little advanced notice would be nice." She huffs.

"I gotta go. See you at 6, and wear that black dress I love." He demands.

"See you at six." She confirms. She gets off work and rushes home as fast as she can. It leaves her exactly 30 minutes to get ready. Just great!

Jesse arrives right at six. "Glad you listened to my request. You are gorgeous, sexy, and all mine."

He's wearing a crisp black suit. He grabs her and puts his hand on her ass pulling her against him.

"So, who are we dining with tonight?" She asks.

"Just a client. Nothing you need to worry your pretty head about." He replies.

They go to the restaurant and dine with his client. Sometimes she feels like a trophy that he just wants to show off. He just wants a beautiful woman on his arm. He loves telling everyone that she's an accountant. To show that she's beautiful but also smart. Most of their remarks are "wow, beauty and brains".

After dinner they leave and get in his car. "We're going back to your apartment." He states.

She knows what that means. He wants to have sex then he will leave and go home alone. The sex is great, but she always feels like something is missing and she feels a little used afterwards. She's questioned it in the past and he's told her she was being silly. That he just likes his private space.

Even so she still asks, "You staying the night?".

"No. I've got an early morning meeting." He replies.

We get to her apartment and as soon as they're through the door he locks it and grabs her. "I've been thinking about removing this dress all evening. You have a gorgeous, sexy body!"

"Yours ain't so bad either." She replies.

He grabs her hand and leads her to her bedroom.  Once they're next to the bed he removes her clothes and then demands her to remove his.  She lays down on the bed and he crawls on top of me. His lips kiss hers and then move down to her neck. His hands grab her breasts massaging them and then one moves down between her legs.

"Yes baby! You're ready for me, aren't you?" He asks.

"Yes. Condom." She orders.

"Come in baby. You're on the pill." He begs.

"I know. But it's not 100%. Condom." She demands.

"Fine!" Jessee grumbles.

He grabbed one from the bedside table and puts it on. Then enters her hard. She gasps as it was a little rough and he apologizes. He thrusts in and out slowly until she tells him faster. He goes faster until he releases in the condom, his jerks push her over and she climaxes as well. He lays beside her for a few minutes until they catch their breath. Then he leans over and kisses her.

"Love ya baby. I'll call you tomorrow."

"Love you too." Isabel replies.

And that's how their past year has gone. They go out 2 to 3 times a week. Its always the same. And we have sex at her apartment and then he goes to his afterwards.

"Isobel, can I see you in my office?" Hugh Jackson replies.

"Yes sir." Isabel replies.

"Please sit down. I'm afraid I need your help. You're the best for the job and the only one I can trust to do it. My California office is going all to hell!" Mr. Jackson replies.

"But that's your high-profile clients!" Isabel gasps.

"Exactly! The management there I've learned is a joke and half the employees aren't doing their job. I'm losing clients left and right!" Mr. Jackson retorts.

"That's horrible! So, what do you need me to do?" She asks.

"Clean house! I want to send you there. You have complete hiring and firing. Whatever you need to turn that office around. Even if it means firing the whole crew!" He orders.

"How long?" She asks.

"I'd guess it will take you close to 6 months. I want you to stay there until everything is running smoothly. So however long it takes. Now of course your accommodations and car will be covered. You'll also have a credit card for meals, and for wining and dining clients. And for clothing as well." He explains.

"When do you want me to go?" She asks.

"Friday. I realize that's in 3 days, but time is of the essence." He explains.

"I need to talk to my boyfriend Jesse." She replies.

"Ok. I expect your answer tomorrow. And Isobel, don't let me down." He replies.

"Yes sir." She agrees.

She leaves work at 4. She needs to talk to Jesse. They've not talked future or marriage. So she needs to know where he stands. She gets to his office building at 4:45 and heads to his office. His secretary is not at her desk. So, she just goes on in.

"Jesse?! What the hell?!" She demands.

He's screwing his secretary on his couch. She turns and walks out.

"Thanks, you bastard you just wasted a year of my life. At least my decision is made!" She thinks.

She steps into the elevator and as the door closes, she sees him running towards it.

"Isabel wait!" He hollers.

"Fuck you!" She yells as the doors close.

As she steps out of the elevator her phone starts ringing. Its Jesse. She hits ignore then blocks his number. No flipping way! You make me sick! She heads home to pack. She calls her boss.