Chapter 16 Dinner Date

Adam

Today was the day that Emily and I would go on a date and truth to be told I was a bit excited about it. Last month flew by so fast and I was happy that it did. I was a bit afraid of her canceling again like the last time and I would have to convince her once more to go on a date with me. Sitting up in bed, I let out a yawn, before I got up and went to do my normal routine like I always do every morning. Get dressed in sweatpants and run on the running track that was located at the back of the estate.

After an hour’s run, I went back inside and headed for the kitchen dripping with sweat. Taking the jug of orange juice out of the refrigerator, I poured myself a glass before I sat down and began to drink. “Someone looking hot and sexy; literally.” I heard a voice I knew all too well behind me. Cringing, I turned around to say something when Sophia beat me to the punch.

“Amelia, if you would like to keep your job, I would advise you to get to work and stop flirting with your employer. Now go!” Walking away without saying another word, I thanked Sophia for what she just did. Smiling at me, she spoke up.

“What would you like for breakfast Adam?”

“I would like buttered toast, pancakes and some more orange juice please,” I replied with a huge smile on my face.

“Coming right up son.” Smiling even harder when she said the word that always melts my heart, I kissed her on her cheek before I went upstairs to take a shower. Getting outside of the bathroom, partially naked with only just a towel wrapped around my waist. I went inside my closet to take out what I was going to wear for work today. Picking out one of my white inside shirts, black slacks, black jacket and purple tie, I got dressed in them before putting on my socks and my black shoes. Going downstairs, I walked into the kitchen and sat down before Sophia handed me my breakfast which I feasted on greedily. Finishing up, I kissed her goodbye and went outside in my car where I drove off to work.

Arriving there, I made my way into my office, and as soon as I was settled in and seated I requested Emily's presence immediately.

“Emily, could you get me the Carter file please and a cup of coffee?”

“Yes, sir coming right up,” she responded before walking out of the door and returning a few moments later with what I had requested. Handing them back to me, she asked if I needed anything else.

Nodding my head, no, I watched her until she exited my office. Watching her ass sway in that tight-fitting skirt had my cock twitching but I knew if I wanted this to work, I couldn't have the lower head rule over the one that was higher. It would get me in big trouble and will definitely make me lose my chance with this woman, who I have decided to put aside my lifestyle for just to see where the relationship would go when we get into one. That’s how confident and serious about going into a relationship with her. Opening the file that she gave me, I began looking at the details that I would need for the meeting that I would be having at my dinner meeting next week with a prospective partner. As a person who has been in the business world long enough, I learned my lesson to always plan ahead and prepare myself––it was better to get things done now than at the last minute.

A few hours had passed and I was still buried deep in work when I heard my door open. Looking up I saw it was Emily. “Sir, my shift has ended so it's time for me to go. I will see you later.”

Smiling at her I replied, “Adam, Emily, call me Adam.” Smiling back at me, she nodded her head before she exited. I still couldn't keep my eyes off her and even after she had left, I was still staring at the door and wishing that it was glass so I could continue to watch her. Shaking my head, I picked up my phone and called the restaurant that I wanted us to go to. Making reservations, I ended the call and went back to finishing up what I was doing.

An hour later, I checked my watch and saw that it was five-thirty in the evening which meant that I had to stop working now and rush home to get ready in time and then pick her up. Closing the file and going down to the filing room, I placed it back where it should be before I went back inside my office, packed away my things, and took my leave.

I arrived there in fifteen minutes. Running up the stairs and into my room, I hurriedly stripped out of my clothes before I went to take a shower. Getting out twenty minutes later, I got dressed in black slacks, a white inside shirt, and a black vest, and my black shoes.

Taking up my car keys, I went downstairs and exited my home where I got inside my car and drove to Emily's home to pick her up.

Getting outside of my car, I went up to her door and knocked. A few minutes had passed before I heard the sound of heels clicking on the tile beyond her door. It was opened a second later by Emily who looked stunning. She was dressed in a blue sheer mid-thigh dress that definitely compliments her skin tone and shows off her long smooth legs. I could see every curve of her body and I had to bite back a moan by groaning internally. Looking her over, I was once again mesmerized by her beauty just like the first time when I laid my eyes on her.

“Y-you ready to go?” I stuttered. Silently cursing myself, I drew in a deep breath before I collected myself. Nodding her head, I took her by the arm and led her to the passenger side where I opened the door and closed it as soon as she was seated. Walking briskly around the driver's side, I got in and drove off to one of my favorite restaurants in New York,

“The Dragon Garden.” The drive there was silent and I wondered what was on her mind, I briefly glanced over to where she was a few times and each time I did, I saw that she was staring out the window, her gaze transfixed on the moon.

Glancing at it briefly myself, it was such a shame that it wasn’t an outdoor restaurant we were going to or somewhere where we could sit and look at it all night while we stirred up conversations about our childhood, dreams, and fantasies. It would have been perfect I assumed.

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Arriving there twenty minutes later, we got there five minutes earlier than the time we had booked for our reservations. Getting outside of the car, I went around her side where I opened her door and handed the valet my keys before I led her inside. Telling the hostess who I was, she led us to our table. Pulling out her seat, I waited until she sat down before I went to sit. “You're being the perfect gentleman tonight,” she teased. Laughing at her statement, I was about to tease her back when the waiter came and took our orders. Opening the menu, I looked it over before I ordered Lamb chops while Emily ordered Steak Au Povire.

“Anything to drink sir?” the young man asked.

“Bring me a bottle of your best champagne.” Nodding at me, he took our menus before he excused himself.

“So, how was your day?” kicking myself mentally, I wondered what type of question that was. It was a pretty basic one and it would have been politer if she wasn’t my personal secretary and more like someone I was on a blind date with.

Chuckling at me she replied, “I am the one that should be nervous, not you, considering I am out with my boss.”

“Who said I was nervous? I just wanted to know how your day was. Remember you didn’t spend every waking minute with me and Emily and tonight I’m not your boss. Tonight, I’m Adam, a man who is very much interested in getting to know you better, and probably if this leads to something more, I would love to start something new with you.” Smiling inwardly, I was happy that I was being blunt and forward that way she would know my intentions. Staring at her, I could see her swallowing hard. She was about to open her mouth to say something when the waiter came back with our food.

I didn't know if I should think of the waiter interrupting us when either I or she is about to say something as a blessing or a curse. A blessing because she might say something to disappoint me or a curse because it might be the opposite. Taking up her fork, I watched her take a bite out of her food before I began speaking again. “So, Emily, what do you say to all that?”

Giving me a warm smile, she placed her fork down before she wiped her mouth with the napkin. “Let's talk about something otherwise than dating each other.” Feeling rejected, and a bit hurt by what she said, I decided I was going to take another approach. I was going to get her flustered enough, which in turn would probably get annoyed and she would eventually spill the beans.

“Why are you so afraid of me Emily?” Why is it that every time I try to get close you pull away from me? Am I not charming enough?” Blushing a bright red, she looked away from my penetrating gaze and allowed her eyes to roam over the place before they landed back on me.

“Yes, you are charming and yes you are very much handsome Mr. Ja––er I mean Adam but, it’s just that–––” and there it was, another fucking interruption. Why is it every time she is about to tell me why she keeps backing down and pushing away my advances when something comes up? The sound of Joe’s voice came over the speakers, and it seems to be a song that she loved. She had now stopped talking and was now rocking to the sound of his voice with her eyes closed. Staring at her, I saw that she had a very serene look on her face–––it was the first time I saw her so relaxed and it was a picture my mind had captured and was now embedded in my memories.

Looking down at my plate, I saw that it was now empty, so I got up and went up towards her. “May I have this dance?” I asked while I stretched out my hands for her to take it. Opening her eyes, she looked at me and offered me a small smile before she took my hands in hers. By now, some couples were on the dancing floor moving to the song. Leading her there, I realized that she was at a distance from me, so I wrapped my hands around her waist and drew her closer to me. I could see her breasts smashed against my chest, and it took every ounce of fight that I had left in me to let my cock stay asleep rather than waking up and scaring her off.

With her hands on my shoulder and her body pressed firmly against me, we began to move to the rhythm of the song. I badly wanted to move my hands down to her arse, where I would squeeze it before nibbling on her ear, but I was afraid I would scare her off. This was the closest I have gotten and I wasn’t going to let my primal urge take over.

“Say something, anything to distract these sexual thoughts” my subconscious probed. “Emily, I’m fighting everything within me to not tear off your clothes and fuck that tight little pussy of yours until you scream my name over and over again and your body is writhing beneath me.” Anything but that you sex moron, my subconscious barked. Getting very much upset with myself, I finally blurted out something.

“My dad wants to meet you.”

“When?” She asked, clearly shocked by my words that she had stopped dancing and was now clinging to my vest like her life depended on it.

“Any time would be fine,” I replied calmly as I began to sway with her again.

She didn't speak after that and I didn't either, we just continued to dance until the music stopped and I guided her back to our seats.

“Do you want dessert?” I asked as soon as we sat down.

“No, I’m quite full.”

Nodding my head, I took out my wallet and paid the cheque before we got up and left. Going outside, we waited until the valet returned with the car before I repeated the same thing like when I first went to pick her up.

Arriving at her home, I got out of the car and opened her door before I walked her up to her apartment building. Bidding her goodnight, she was about to open the front door to enter her apartment building when I grabbed her by her waist and kissed her.

She was taken aback by my actions, which resulted in her letting out a gasp which causes me to thrust my tongue into her mouth. I could taste the champagne on her breath while our tongues danced erotically together. Letting out a moan, I trailed my hand over her arms before I let it roam downwards to her ass until I had the both of them in the palm of my hands. Squeezing gently, I heard her let out another moan. Squeezing my arm, she must have come back to reality because she pulled away before pushing me away then slapping me hard across the face. Quickly opening the door, she ran inside.

Watching her go, I smiled to myself before I gently rubbed my cheek. “Kinky, I like it,” I said before I turned and headed back to my car.