Chapter 6
Chapter Six
Madison
A s I stared at myself in the full-length mirror at the entrance to the room, it was almost hard to recognize me. Coupled with the hair, the makeup, and this gorgeous green satin dress that clung to my skin, I felt breathtaking. Since it was a business dinner, I had gone for decent, but of course, it was still a little bit sexy. The slit was much, much higher than I had remembered, going all the way to my upper thigh. And then the top...
It was sleeveless and had a turtleneck halter cut. Back at the boutique, I had seen it on the mannequin and instantly fell in love, but I hadn't had the time to try it on because he’d called me just then.
Now, however, I was slightly panicked. It fit perfectly, but it was tight. Every curve and dent of my body was accentuated, and then the chest area was bordering on lewd. Turns out, Asian sizes were a little bit different from Western sizes because they had for sure not made the top part for a woman with ridiculously huge breasts. My nipples were already hard from brushing constantly against the material. I filled it out so completely that even I was turned on, and I was going to a business meeting.
Instantly, I called Emma and went into my luggage still lying open on the ground to search for the biggest, most oversized suit jacket I could find. I grabbed it and moved it where I had positioned Emma, and before I could say a word, she gasped.
“Oh my fucking God!”
My heart dropped into my stomach. I was so screwed.
“It’s too much, right?”
“If by too much you're asking if you're going to make every man that sets their eyes on you tonight so horny that they might commit a felony against you, then yes. Jesus. We told you to buy a dress to turn into… I don’t even know.”
“And the hair... it flows, girl, it flows. And the makeup. So light, so perfect. And that dress... your bloody breasts, Madison!”
“This is all your fault,” I accused completely despaired as I began to pull on the jacket. “If only you hadn’t called me this morning, my life wouldn't be about to run off the train tracks.”
“Oh, come on, don't be dramatic,” she said. “You don't see the opportunity in this?”
“How the hell could this possibly be an opportunity?” I nearly cried, as I began to pull the blazer all the way up. “I'm attending a business meeting.”
“And you look exquisitely elegant,” she said. “This, I am sure, was the most decent dress in that entire shop. Everything is covered due to your neck. The only allure here is that it fits you so perfectly well that you might as well not be covered. If the fabric was tan colored, you would literally look naked.”
She laughed out loud, and I could only be even more upset.
“I'm going to get fired,” I shook my head slowly as I turned around. “You know what, I'm going to offset the whorish vibe of the dress with some sensible loafers.”
“You better not try it,” she said. “How embarrassing. Didn't your boss tell you to dress this way in order to impress the clients?”
“Up until this morning, he didn’t care that they existed so I don't think that's the case at all. If anything, they're the ones to impress him.”
“Whatever,” she said. “Just don't wear loafers. Wear heels. Sandals. You took some along, didn't you?”
“Just in case, I brought a black pair.”
“Not the best, but it's what you have, and you'll be able to walk in it so go with those.”
I quickly put them on as per her instruction but had no further time to chat.
“Okay, I have to go now,” I said.
“Take off the jacket,” she yelled, but I ended the call, grabbed my briefcase, and headed toward the connecting door. I pushed it open without thinking and just then saw him seated on the bed and on a phone call in nothing but a towel around his waist.
At first, I was confused because I couldn't understand what I was doing here and why I had come through this door. I wasn't thinking straight, but now that I was and at his annoyed look, I immediately retreated and apologized profusely. I slammed the door shut and locked it behind me. Then I leaned against the surface and tried to catch my breath.
What was wrong with me today? It was as though I had lost all of my brain cells along the way. I literally couldn't think straight and avoid mistakes, and it was freaking driving me nuts.
I didn't know what to do now, so I headed over to the bed and took a seat dejectedly. About ten minutes later, there was a message on my phone.
“Where are you?”
Instantly, I jumped up, headed out through my own door this time around, and met him in the hallway waiting. I lost my breath.
He was in a tweed blazer with a crisp dress shirt and dark pants. They fit his muscular body in a way that couldn't be explained, and I found my nipples hardening even further at the sight.
His hair was a bit damp but slicked away from his face, and his blue eyes were so piercing and intense that my heart began to race.
Fuck, he looked good. He looked so good that all I could think about was blowing off this dinner and getting down on my knees to suck him off. I had imagined it several times in the past. Too many times, even, but I couldn't stop. I would do anything to suck his cock as long as it didn’t involve losing my job, and then I would thank him for the opportunity afterward. That was how incredibly infatuated and impressed with him I was.
“Why the jacket?” he suddenly asked, and I immediately came back to my senses.
I looked down then but couldn't quite say the truth. That the dress I was wearing was too revealing and that it covered me up.
“Um... it fit,” I said. “Plus, I'm worried that I might get cold later on.”
“No, you won’t,” he said. “It's the middle of summer. It's pretty warm.”
I stared at him then and didn’t know what to say.
“Take it off,” he said, “and if you get cold, you can have my jacket.”
With that, he turned around and continued heading down the hallway towards the elevator. I watched him walk away then but truly had to wonder why he was suddenly so interested in my appearance. Was this because we were in a different country? Did he care that I was more or less as stiff as he was, and he was just trying to get me to let my hair down like him? I couldn’t understand. However, as always, he had given the order, and I had to obey. So, quickly so that I wouldn’t keep him waiting, I reopened my door, tossed the jacket inside, and hurried over to join him in waiting for the elevator.