Chapter 10

DAWN SAT ON HER CHAIR, one hand propping up her chin and the other absentmindedly tapping a pencil on the dusty board desk. You'd think with how much revenue they charge they'd afford more janitors or perhaps, a working air conditioner.

She sighed, turning to glance at Mike, the leader of the editors' team who sat on her right, leaning back into his seat whilst seemingly trying to count the number of tiles on the ceiling. Either that or he was muttering to himself, which wasn't entirely impossible considering he had a mental health record.

To her left was her desperate best friend who unsuccessfully tried to pay attention to George's monotonous lecture on how the stock charts had waned pitifully low regardless of the fact that they had spent sleepless nights reading, re-reading, and analyzing every single method on market ratio.

Releasing a loud breath, she slouched on her spot, dazing into oblivion but the sudden buzz of her phone startled her from nearly dozing off.

She quickly unlocked her phone, and read the short text from David.

David: Dinner?

Smiling, she quickly tapped a reply.

Dawn: Where?

She had barely set her phone back on the table when it buzzed again.

David: To a restaurant, unless you'd rather have a simple 2-course dinner tonight.  Just you and me…on the dining room table.

Reading his text, Dawn narrowed her eyes, amused by his salacious text.

Dawn: I'm at a conference, David.

Already seeing the three pulsing dots indicating that he was texting back, she didn't bother with putting down her phone.

David: Can you get off early?  I really need to see you... Naked and on all fours.

Pretending that she didn't feel the excitement in her stomach, she quickly typed a response.

Dawn: Just because you can go around skipping work doesn't mean I can.

When he replied almost immediately, she released an exasperated sigh.

David: Fair fair, but If you could see my thoughts you would know there's only one end to this.

Dawn: And what's that?

David: Me buried deep inside of you.

Dawn: I know what you are trying to do David and it's not working. Stop trying to rile me up. One more and, I'll block you. Pervert.

Her reply might have been stern, however, her face did turn tomato red as the mental picture of David flashed through her head.

David: I'm sorry but I can't help it. I'm having one of those days when I miss you...Or is it that I lust for you?

David: I don't know but I have been thinking about you a lot lately and I was wondering if we could discuss these thoughts in bed tonight.

Her cheeks heated. She paused and waited a few seconds before typing.

Dawn: What if I say no?

Realizing her response would only lead him on, she reached to delete it but David had already replied.

David: Then I'll jerk off thinking about you on your knees and sucking my fuckpuppet.

How crude?! She thought, undoubtedly turned on but she decided to ignore his sexually charged text by replying with a short response.

Dawn: You need Jesus.

Halfway through describing how perverted he was, David's text popped up.

Dawn: No, I need you, in bed, naked and tied like my favorite barbie fuck doll.

What felt like a hot flash started to permeate her body and a feeling of lust swirled through her mind at his text.

David: Congratulations, you made my panties wet, can you go away now?

She dropped her phone, forcing herself to pay attention to George's continuous dispute but the minute her phone buzzed again, she picked it up.

David: If I can guess what color your panties are, will you let me eat you out with your legs tied to both sides of the bed?

At this point, her concentration was a lost cause and she couldn't ignore that his texts were hot. However, she had no desire to encourage his surge of pervertedness. At least, not now.

Dawn: Bye David.

She dropped her phone, turning back her attention to George.

David texted back.

David: Is that a yes?

Her phone buzzed but she ignored it.

David: Come on Dawn, I don’t like sitting here at work knowing I could be at home doing dirty things to you.

It buzzed again.

David: You can't ignore me forever Dawn.

And again.

David: I know you like it when I tease you, you're probably enjoying this right now, aren't you?

And again.

David: I know you want me as much as I want you and I'm going to bend you over every surface I can find and when I'm done, the after burns will be the least of your worries.

Her phone was silent for a minute. She'd almost released a relieving sigh but the moment it buzzed again, she groaned and looked at it reluctantly.

David: If you don't answer I'll send you a pic of my cock. You know how shameless I can be.

She shook her head. If it was in a much different circumstance, she would have loved a quick glimpse but sadly, David had a way with bad timings.

David: You've stopped responding. I'm going to take that to mean you're eager to see my cock and how hard it is.

Typing quickly, she hit send.

Dawn: Pick me up at the train station by 7.

His reply came in almost immediately.

David: Sweet! I got you a new dress. Wear it tonight. Love you, ps: I'm still gonna send you a pic of my cock.

DxD

***

INSIDE, LE BERNARDIN WAS BEAUTIFUL and not what Dawn had expected, thankfully, the dazzling new dress David had gotten her fitted perfectly for the occasion.

They approached one of the staff members at the reservation counter and a French woman led them down a long hall that was made to feel like outside.

They passed an opening to a large seating area, but the hostess kept going and at the end of the hallway, she seated them in a private booth, enclosed with luxurious, thick drapes that made it feel as though they were the only two people in the world.

After she had taken their drink order and told them they wouldn't be disturbed unless they wanted to be, she disappeared, pulling the curtains closed.

"This is beautiful. But odd" Dawn smiled, still not used to the life of luxury.

David took off his jacket and settled into his side of the table with one arm casually slung over the top of the booth. "We could go somewhere less odd... Like our bed or the back of my car"

"You just can't help yourself, can you?" She chuckled, picking up a menu tab.

He shrugged. "It's what I'm good at and what you like and I bet, if I pulled my pants off, ripped off that dress, and sank myself into you, you'd be ready for me"

She kept her eyes on the menu "I doubt that"

"So, you're saying if I pulled off your dress and undid your bra, your nipples wouldn't be hard?"

She closed the tab, sighed, and looked up to meet his cocky smirk. "You know sometimes, I wonder what God was thinking when he created your brain"

He laughed. "He probably thought of you"

She rolled her eyes. "Just order something, I'm hungry"

He chuckled softly and picked up a menu tab.

Subsequently, they'd made their orders and a waiter came almost immediately to take them and after a little while, dinner was served, both their dishes almost looking like art when they arrived.

"Smells good" Dawn said, smiling as she took a sip from her chicken soup.

David did the same. "Tastes good too, almost as good as you"

"If I choke on my meal, that's on you"

He chuckled lightly, "I can think of other things that should be choking you right now"

"One more word and I'll throw my spoon at you"

He laughed. "Okay"

They ate and made small conversations until dessert arrived and a little while later, when they were done with the night, David paid the bill, waiting by the entrance for Dawn as she made a quick stop in the ladies' room and freshened up before walking back out.

Outside of the restaurant, Dawn released a loud sigh. "I haven't eaten this much in a while" she caressed her belly. "I feel so full"

"Did you enjoy the meal?"

She smiled. "Yes I Did David, thank you for this"

"Anything for my beautiful wife" he raised her hand and kissed her knuckles. "I love you"

"I love you too David" she smiled, placing her hand in his as they strolled lazily to the car parked at the curbside and before their conversation could continue, a feminine voice interrupted them.

"David?" The lady's voice called from behind and when David turned, his eyes sparkled with recognition. Red hair, big boobs, double piercings — Penelope.

"David Argent, oh my God, David it's you" her eyes seemed to brighten when she saw him and before either of them could blink, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him.

David let go of Dawn's hand to hug her back and Dawn stood, watching in disdain as their hug stretched for a good 20 seconds.

"What are you doing in New York?" He asked politely, untangling himself from her when she wouldn't let go.

"Oh, I actually arrived about half an hour ago for a party an old-time friend invited me to. My plane was two hours late getting out of Washington so I was short on time and had to change into this dress on the plane. Do you know how hard it is to change clothes in one of those tiny bathrooms? I thought I was going to fall into the toilet"

He chuckled softly. "That would've been a great story"

"Oh hush" she laughed "you should come to the party with me. We could reenact old times, you know..." She winked. "I've got what you like"

Old times?

What you like?

Dawn mentally scoffed, more focused on the way her full cleavages flashed in David's face and the fact that he did nothing to stop her slutry.

David cleared his throat. "I'm sorry, but I can't"

"Why, do you have anything better to do tonight?"

Dawn clench her jaw. Did she not see her standing next to him or was she partially blind?

"Well, yes" David gestured to her and she finally peeled her eyes away from him long enough to notice her standing to his right.

She flashed a smile. "And you are?"

"My wife" he spoke firmly as he placed his arm around her waist. "Dawn, that's Tanner's friend, Penelope."

"Sounds slutty" she was almost tempted to say but it wasn't going to be much of an insult since she already looked the part.

"Wife..." She repeated.

David tightened his hold on her. "Yes"

She chuckled. "There was news of you settling down, but I didn't  realize it was serious"

"It is. Very serious"

"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Dawn."

Dawn curled her fingers in a fist. "Likewise"

"We should leave now,"  David suggested, looking at Dawn who nodded eagerly for she feared if she stayed any longer, she might get into a catfight and cause a scene.

"Wait..." Penelope grabbed his arm to stop him. "Could we exchange contacts, I'm not only Tanner's friend but yours too"

"Maybe some other time, penny"

Penny?!

Did he nickname her?

"I have to be on my way" he stated, placing his hand over her to gently push it away.

"Come on, David" she reached for his arm again. "You still owe me one after—"

"If you don't mind" Dawn cut in, speaking loudly for the first time.

She grabbed his arm. "I and my husband will be taking our leave. Find someone else to sink your tooth in. Homewrecker"

She pulled David away, ignoring the gasps of shock Penelope had released behind them.

"What was that about?" David asked the minute they got in the car and he started the engines.

"Who is she, David?"

"I told you, she's Tanner's friend"

"Do you have a history with her?"

"Yes, I do. But it's not what you think."

"Meaning what? That you haven't fucked her?"

He looked at her and his brow arched. "I've told you, it's not what you think, Penelope and I were just friends and you honestly didn't have to call her a homewrecker"

Her jaw flexed. "Why won't I? Did you see the way she looked at you? She was literally fucking you with her eyes"

"It's Penelope, she does that to all the guys"

"And that makes it acceptable?"

"No, but—"

"Well, since you know precious penny so well, you should just go be with her instead"

"Dawn, you're taking this—"

"Forget it" she waved off. "I'm not interested in whatever you have to say.  Just take me home"

She turned and stared out the window. The thought of him being with anyone else stirred something irrational inside of her and she knew she shouldn't feel that way, she knew she should've handled her emotions better but she couldn't help it and now, her perfect night had been ruined.

But something told her it was far from over.