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Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

Of course I did. I always do, he said. The man was always prepared, always calculating. Rarely was there some minor detail that slipped past his mind. He found himself amused when she discovered the boxes, and what lay inside. There had always been affection for her held in his heart, but rarely did it show. She would have seen it in his small smile as he looked at her, but she seemed to preoccupied in gawking at the rings. He focused on the road, not wanting to get into an accident. He felt her soft hand take his larger one, and slip the ring on. He felt electricity jolting through his hand at her touch, she was warm, soft. Piper had always been attractive, yet he was keen to separate business from his personal life, not to mention she was far younger. Her touch and compliance to him made him wonder what things would have been like if he asked her out to dinner.. without the thought of business in mind. He had several things to practice with, to call each other dear or honey, to make sure she was comfortable with her task at hand. However, nothing came out of his mouth as she held his hand. His fingers automatically curled as she slipped her fingers between his own. Of course his hand was bigger than her own, but oddly enough, they seemed to have a perfect fit for each other, their palms nestled together. Thomas realized that Piper would need little rehearsal at all, if any. The way their hands touched against each other, naturally and comfortably, was enough to put any worries he had about her abilities at ease. Just call me.. Tommy or whatever your pretty little head can think of, he said in a taken back voice. Soon they had arrived at the restaurant. It was a large building in the outskirts of downtown, placed directly next to a lake. He parked, and let go of her hand, to get out. Thankfully the rain had stopped. He decided not to bring his umbrella with her as he went to her side of the door, and opened it, extending a hand out for her to take so he could assist her in getting out once again.
Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

Seems she wasn't the only one who felt something. His silence was louder than anything, and Piper wondered exactly what was going through his mind at that moment. Holding her hand as if they truly were together, rings on and all. Of course it was just for these next couple of hours, and afterwards, they'd go on with life as if nothing had happened. She looked towards the current job as simply that, a job. Another thing she had to do, to remain under his good graces. She was his secretary, a woman who knew quite a bit about what was at stake, and like she had said before, she'd do anything for him. That claim held a heavy weight to it though, one she wasn't aware of just yet. Tommy, she repeated, finding the name almost silly. It just seemed too.. casual. She had called him Mr. Dalton for years now, so, to be given the right in using his first name, let alone a shorter version of it? Piper could only bite her lip, nursing the petal of flesh between her teeth until they pulled up to the lavish restaurant. Their hands were forced apart and soon enough, the door to the car was opened. Keeping hold of her purse, she stepped out, glancing about until her eyes met his own and she blushed. Having to treat him like her husband was forcing those deeply rooted feelings she had for him to scratch at the surface. Piper had done a fine job of ignoring her blatant attraction to the man thus far, but tonight.. it might be a bit challenging in this retrospect. Thank you, she urged, giving his fingers an affectionate squeeze of her own before she slipped on by and glanced about, finding their surroundings to be more than grand. Sheesh, Piper murmured to herself, before tossing a glance towards the man from over her shoulder, Have you ever been here before?
Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

He laughed a little as she repeated it. For the older man to have such a casual name, was silly. Of course he preferred Thomas in formal settings, and Mr. Dalton most of the time, but Tommy was what he preferred from his peers. And if she was going to be his wife, Tommy it would be. That's my name, he said with a grin. You're welcome, he said as she used his hand to pull herself out. He let her go for the time being, to glance and look around, to admire everything. There were lights everywhere on the building, around them she could see similarly dressed couples of groups, going towards the main entrance. Thomas locked his car and closed the doors before he returned to her, not speaking until his arm slipped around her waist, and he drew her close into his side. His finger tips rested against the curve of her thick hips. We've been here many times, darling. Don't you remember? Of course there was no one around to hear them, or to understand the roles they were to play, but Tommy couldn't help himself. He smiled at her gleefully. With his forearm resting against the small of her back, he walked slowly to the entrance. Once inside, he mentioned his name. Mr. and Mrs. Dalton. Reserved for four. The person behind the front desk looked at a paper to confirm it, before a waiter came to escort them to their table. His arm did not remove itself from her as they followed the waiter. They went to a quieter part of the building, towards the far back, until they found themselves in a private room. The window was near the table, and they were on the far side of the building, where the view of the lake was the most attractive feature. He pulled out the chair at the edge of the table for her to sit, closest to the window, figuring she would enjoy looking at it if she did not understand the business prospects they spoke of. Looks we are here before them, he said as he settled himself into his own chair. Subtly at first, he scooted his own chair closer until he was closer to her, and he looked past her, out of the window. To the casual on looker it would seem that they were actually married from their comfortable proximity. Between the two of them, it was an act of growing familiar with each other. His scent was obvious from the closeness, a musky cologne that seemed like only the wealthiest of businessmen could wear without smelling ridiculous.
Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

A fit of laughter escaped her the moment he teased at her previous question, realizing that yes, if they had been married, they would have come here plenty. Elbowing him lightly in the side, Piper could only shake her head and give him a playful batting of the lashes. From the way things had begun to span out, this night might not be as stressful as she had assumed. She felt comfortable tucked up against his side, despite the tingling in her tummy that made her knees want to give out a bit. She had worked under far more harsher circumstances however, and would keep up her act of being Thomas' wife without trouble. Her job depended on it, after all. She knew it. Shrugging her coat off just before taking her seat, she allowed the hostess to take it back to where all the others were hanging up neatly, her body shimmying with ease into the chair Thomas held out to her. The view from the window they were next to was gorgeous, and she could only assume he had done it in hopes it'd give her something to do, while he discussed business. Despite being surrounded by the long, difficult to understand terms every day, it was always nice to get a little break from it all. Anyway, she highly doubted the man's wife would actually be as interested in stocks, as she was. Turning her head, the lack of space between the two of them made her gasp a bit, before her brows furrowed and she gave him an apologetic smile. Piper was still not prepared for all of the finer details, especially the one where his cologne was practically sweeping over her senses and making her dizzy with arousal. All she yearned to do was tuck her face into the side of his neck and breathe in, brush her lips against his sharpened jawline and trace it with her ton-- goodness, Piper. She needed to get a hold of herself, and quickly. But it was a good thing though, wasn't it? That she was sitting there, looking at him with a heavily-lidded gaze, lips slightly parted and a pleased aura tickling about her like tangible matter. She herself, smelled clean and fresh. Something akin to a field of flowers, the tone of her scent matching the simplistic yet alluring charm of her features. I like it here, Piper mused offhandedly, It smells like spaghetti and looks like paradise outside.
Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

Casually, he draped an arm around the back of her chair, his finger tips grazing against her upper arm. It is very lovely, he said in agreement. He was about to suggest she was just as lovely, if not more, but perhaps that would be pushing it. After all, he needed to remain focused, and not dwell on the idea that she was posing as his wife after all. It wasn't serious, it was just for show. Tommy kept himself close to her on purpose to make sure that when they came, they would see the two of them close together. Soon, they did. The door opened and two men stepped inside. One was short, and partially chubby. The other was of Thomas's height, but rather than being handsome like Thomas, his hairline was receding. Both of them appear older as well, their hairs were not salted in grey like Thomas's, but mostly white in appearance. Tommy immediately smiled, taking a hold of Piper's arm so she would stand up with him. Mr. Carter and Mr. Brinton. So glad you could join us. I'm Thomas Dalton, as you know, and this is my beautiful wife, Piper Dalton. To encourage her, he pressed on the small of her back. At the same time he leaned forward to shake their hands, one at a time. A pleasure to finally meet you in person, Mr. Dalton. And your wife as well. The two of them were all smiles. Perhaps it would be easier than expected. Let's sit down, Thomas proposed. Both men followed his lead after the introductions, and sat down across the table from where Tommy and Piper had claimed their seats. Not the best weather we have in town, Tommy began. You guys arrived at a sore moment, unfortunately. A round of laughter was shared between the men. Tom's chair was still placed close to Piper's to make sure she was close to him. Not too bad of a moment to arrive in, answered Mr. Carter, the taller man. Nothing the sight of your wife can't remedy. Another round of laughter, Thomas felt mildly annoyed by the way he spoke of Piper, but these were the type of men he dealt with on a daily basis- women were not considered as equals, only property which was why Tommy had been so keen to get Piper to play the part. He was forced to join in on the laughter, and his acting was good enough that it seemed natural. A hand fell down, and rested on Piper's thigh, lingering there as the three of them began to discuss the latest game of the week.
Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

Piper was well aware of the way she'd be treated at this table. In the eyes of many, she was merely a young girl that had rich taste. Managing to catch a man twenty years older than her and keeping him hooked with the appeal of her young, tight body, anyone wouldn't be so keen as to hand out respect to someone of that sort. Piper wouldn't, anyway. However.. despite this all being for show, she couldn't help but feel considerably peeved when the men went about noting of how she looked. It was.. a bit inappropriate, but nothing that would thwart their attempt at keeping themselves in character. She only flashed them a smile and dipped her head down bashfully, eyes settled on her lap just when Thomas' hand came inching over. His palm was resting against her thigh now, one sinuous leg crossed over the other. She wondered what would have happened if she had tried to shake their hands when they had first approached, the thought within itself tickling at her funny bone. They might have had mild heart attacks then and there. Yes, she was a lady, but one that was anything but the regular trophy wife. She was intelligent, witty and sharp. Of course naturally, submissive too but.. was that really a problem? When she wanted something, she was always ambitious enough to go and get it. Her fingers rubbed idly at the top of his wrist all the while, whilst her attention was set on the window, admiring the view of outside. Even if she looked to be off in her own world, she was listening indefinitely to their conversation. Curious, Piper was, to witness the workings of making a very important deal.
Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

Thomas could feel that Piper was not at ease. He did not particularly agree with the men- he did not want her to think of herself as a trophy wife, although perhaps that was all she could feel. The very reason he had brought her, after all, was to show her off. All he could do, in the time being, was to squeeze her thigh softly, to reassure her. The discussion of the game was halted by a waiter who asked them for their drinks. A glass of champagne for me, Thomas declared. When the other two were looking at the menus and deciding to pick the most expensive drink they could find as Thomas would be paying, Thomas took the opportunity to lean in to whisper into Piper's ear. Get whatever you would like. I'm paying. His hand squeezed her thigh again as his whisper tickled against her ear. He pulled away before anyone could see the act, and even if they did, they would assume a husband was simply whispering sweet nothings into her ear. By the time the waiter had taken their orders, the conversation had taken a one of a business tone. Thomas had started it. As you know, gentlemen, our company is dominating the industry in our local vicinity. All it would take for us to expand, would be for the two of you to take a leap of faith with me. Tommy's hand on her thigh had pushed higher, and grabbed more at her inner thigh. He pulled, to spread her legs further open. It did not seem he realized what he was doing as he spoke, perhaps her soft leg and the fact that he could control her gave him confidence as he spoke. It would not even be a leap of faith, as you know by the numbers I faxed you earlier this week. You also know that other companies merely wait for us to release our software, and copy it. Could you imagine what my company would be capable of if it had larger funding to advance? Already we are doing well. He paused, and glanced at Piper. Honey, tell them how much money we make. His hand released on her thigh, and he leaned back, studying the two men carefully.
Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

It was nothing personal, she knew that. These men seated adjacent from her, they didn't know what she was like, what she did for a living.. who she was, what her dreams were. They only based her solely on what was on the outside, and Piper could only assume that was what happened with most women who married into money. Especially one of her age, visibly younger and vulnerable. It merely added up, and while she wasn't comfortable with the overall feeling she was getting, she'd deal with it. At the end of the night, she was confident in herself and her ability to hold herself up to any of these investors. When the waiter arrived, she glanced up, prepared to get herself a simple cup of tea but.. Thomas leaned in and whispered in her ear, forcing a rush of excitement to trickle down her spinal cord. That shouldn't happen, all he told her was to get anything she wanted. Granted freedom but far too humble to take advantage of a man that was already so generous towards her, she ordered herself a glass of champagne as well. She might be a lightweight, but taking the edge off was going to be a requirement. These two before her, they seemed like a handful. There was nothing like listening to a man who was confident in himself, and Piper openly admired the one seated at her side. Even while he pushed and squeezed at her thigh, forcing her legs to uncross and fall open slightly, she held her composure. He obviously wasn't paying attention to what he was doing beneath the table, he was far too entrapped with the want of gaining the favor of these men. Not prepared to be pulled into the conversation, Piper rose a brow, looking from Thomas, towards the others. Right.. how much money they made. A small grin twitched at the corners of her mouth before she spoke up, knowing the answer fully. Our percentages have doubled in the last two years, and at the end of the process, we're making more than two-hundred percent of what we've spent, back. So, despite you putting money into this agreement, you'll be walking away with a lot more than you've invested, she piqued casually. If you men enjoy rolling around in Benjamins, then it'd be in your best interest to take my husband's offer.
Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

Tommy shouldn't have been as surprised as the two men across the table, who stared at Piper, speechless for a moment. Perhaps Tommy wasn't as surprised, he was a mentor to his secretary, he taught her the ways of business and how to handle yourself in public, just by being himself, as well as confiding advice to her. The two men were surprised at how eloquent and well spoken she was, as well as the fact she even knew what was going on in the business. Of course, they knew very little that this woman's day job was taking care of Mr. Dalton's papers and files. My wife has been with me since the start of the company, boys, Tommy addressed them with a grin. The company was a few years old, and Piper might be able to pass for older than she actually was. Used to be just her and me in the office. Those were hard times. The men took it in the wrong way, and Mr. Carter seized the chance. I'm sure they were very hard times, Mr. Dalton. Literally. It was an obvious that he was being suggestive in his comment, assuming that work wasn't all he and Piper had done in an empty office. Tommy laughed and nodded. Very hard times, he said with a level tone, not allowing the other man to know if he had guessed at the hidden meaning, or was laughing because they had actually been tough times to get through. There was a pause in the conversation, and the two men brought up several concerns. When they had finished, Tommy answered their questions one by one, his hand still on Piper's thigh. He used her soft skin as a way to reassure himself, to give himself confidence, although from the way he addressed their questions, it didn't seem like he needed it.
Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

From the looks of it, she had done well, and Piper was tempted to give herself a pat on the back. Despite her knowledge of the business, and having memorized, practically lived by everything Thomas had taught her, she had certainly never put it to use in this sort of situation. This environment was admittedly out of her comfort zone, but no one would ever be able to guess that. Except the one deemed as her husband, the one sitting beside her and making her toes curl within the high heels she wore. Glass full of champagne within her grasp, she was just about to bring it to her lips for a sip when she heard that rather filthy innuendo leave Mr. Carter. It made her squeak, the sound audible and heavily sharp. Before she bothered to embarrass herself further, she drank practically half of her beverage in one smooth, downward pour when their attention was far too wrapped up in their concerns, rather than her. It immediately sent bubbles to her head, tickling and probing at her insistently. Well, that was definitely a plus. Piper set the champagne flute down, relaxing heavily against the chair she occupied as she grasped hold of the hand playing against her thigh. Her nails scratched gingerly across Thomas' knuckles, tracing the lines of his digits before she turned to him, eyes growing warm. He was very handsome, and the way he spoke.. licking at her lips, the woman knew all too well that these emotions were getting the best of her. It might help their case, pretending to be married, but what if she became far too involved? Enjoyed being this close to him, too much? She needed to keep it professional..
Thread: A Wife Secretary // Findarato and Lemon

Ah, very well, Mr. Dalton. I think we shall work out a partnership. Mr. Brinton and I will discuss matters, and we will come to a decision by the end of the week. Tommy smiled and grinned taking a sip of his glass. We look forward to hearing your answer. Oh yes, I have a feeling this will all work out very well, said Mr. Brinton. Tommy listened, but he could feel Piper's eyes on him. His head tilted to glance at her, there was a different expression to her eyes. He knew she had always doted on him, admired him, but this was a different look. He smiled at her, before returning his attention to the others two. The two men casually inquired how long they had been married. Tom had already done the math, he gave them a number of years. Just one year less after the company. He felt bold himself, perhaps he had drank too much wine earlier this evening. Considering how many desks we broke at the office, I figured I'd just marry her and break some furniture at home. That had its intended effect, the two older men looked at each other before bursting out into laughter. Thomas decided to steal a glance at Piper, to give her a look to explain he couldn't help himself. She looked at him with the same gaze. His eyes widened, before he leaned in, grabbing her by the nape of the neck to hold her in position as his lips pushed against hers firmly to steal a kiss that was intended to take her breath away. The men grew silent at the sight, and when Thomas pulled away from the brief kiss to look at them, he murmured, She's been with me for a very long time. Under the table, his wrist pushed up past her dress.