1 Work and Some Play
1330 Words
I am a Gianna Lynn Kennedy a twenty four year old heiress and CEO of my families investment company. I am 5'6" with long black hair. I do not have a model's body. I am curvy in all the right places and I refuse to diet. I am not saying I am fat but I definitely am not thin. I am happy with my body and wouldn't change a thing. I have worked extremely hard to prove that I have what they would call lady balls in predominantly male industry. I have decided to devote my time to my work and making our company the best in the industry. The only real competition we have is the Bentmore's firm. Our families have been rivals since before I was born. Our grandfather's went college together and might of at one time called themselves friends but now they were mortal enemies. The funny part is that our grandmothers are best friends despite their husbands protest. The only time I have to be in the same room with that jerk Andrew is at business functions. He is the grandson and the CEO of the founder. Despite how devilishly handsome he is I just avoid him because he is super obnoxious and definitely off limits. I don't date because I have more important things in my life. I had one serious relationship and he made sure that I never trusted men again.
I am Andrew James Brentmore a twenty six year old CEO of the Brentmore Group. I am 6'2" with blonde shoulder length hair I usually wear in a ponytail. Its the only part of my look that I refuse to let my father and grandfather dictate. I work out daily and my body shows it. The company is my grandfather's legacy. I become CEO at the age of twenty two after I earned my degree. I love my job even though some might finding it boring. Its like a game of chess, I make moves and make people money. I have earned myself and my clients millions. There isn't much competition in my world of business but of course I have one company that pushes me everyday. The Kennedy Corporation that is run by Gianna Kennedy. She is the sexiest woman I have ever seen but she looks to be high maintenance. I don't date anyway I just f*ck. I always make that perfectly clear to the women I'm with. I like variety and have no need to settle for just one woman. Though I would love to have that curvy body under me one time that won't be happening since our families are enemies and my grandfather would disown me.
Giana POV
I arrived at my building this morning at my usual time which is seven and pulled my Aston Martin One into its designated space. Going to the top floor of my building and stepping off the elevator I was greeted as I am every morning by Brenda, my executive assistant and best friend. She hands me my favorite latte and we head in my office to discuss the plans for the day. So how did your date go last night I ask her. She tells me how he was a huge jerk and I tell her that's why I don't date. She chuckles "you don't date because you hate men". I put my hand to my chest and look a fronted. I don't hate them I just have no use for them. My vibrator works just fine to satisfy my needs and it never cheats. Brenda breaks out in laughter "it doesn't feel the same and you know it. " I had one p**is and it was nothing to write home about. We finish our coffee and setting up the tasks for the day. Brenda heads to her desk and I get to work. I have three meetings and a lot of investment research to finish. One of my meeting today is at two with my grandmother. Which is so weird she never schedules meetings she really has never had anything to do with the business. My day won't finish until eight tonight so I buckle down and get to work.
Andrew POV
I just got to work at nine to start my day. I pull my Ferrari F60 in to the CEO marked space and wink at the pretty lady working in the garage. She smiles back and I get on the executive elevator and head up. I get off at the top floor and head straight to my office. My assistant Jacob knocks as he does every morning and brings me a black coffee. Jacob reviews my appointments today and we discuss the four meeting which only one is in person. What is this meeting that says GGx2 I have scheduled for two today I ask. He informs me that my grandmother called and she wants a business meeting today. Next time Jacob she doesn't ever need an appointment. "I told her that sir but she insisted it be arranged like a business meeting" Jacob says. I told you before you do not need to call me sir Andrew is fine. Jacob has been a great addition to the team and very capable. I dismiss him and think about why my grandmother would schedule a meeting for a few minutes before I get to work. The meeting is scheduled at a fancy restaurant in downtown New York. Well at least it will be a good lunch today. At about ten there is a knock on my door. I say enter and when I look up I see one of the secretaries enter with a cup of coffee I didn't ask for. I know what she is fishing for so I see how far she will take it. I don't believe I asked for coffee so to what do I owe this visit Ms. Noire. She smiles and begins to speak "I was hoping you needed some of my help today" as she bats her eyelashes at me. Now what could you possibly help me with. A smile crosses her face and she leans forward placing her hands on my desk giving me a nice view of her breasts. "Stress relief if your interested". I smile and tell her to lock the door which she gladly obliges. She stands in front of me and I say kneel. She drops to her knees and begins to unzip my pants. I catch her hands and give her my pre fool around speech. Let's be clear this is just stress relief nothing more and nothing will come of what we are doing. She nods her head at me and I say I need words. "I understand its just fun and stress relief nothing more" she says. I release her hands and she gets to work freeing my erection. She takes a long lick from root to tip causing me to moan. She begins taking me deep and banging the back of her throat. She definitely knows her way around a c*ck. I can feel my balls begin to tighten and I am so close to pouring down her throat. A knock sounds on the door and Jacob calls out a warning for my upcoming call. I growl don't stop and I roar out my release and empty into her throat. Like a good girl she takes it all. She stands and straightens her dress with a smile on her face. I know what she is thinking that because she did such a good job I'll change my mind but I won't. I do say thank you because I have manners and then I dismiss her. The smile she has falls from her face and she exits my office. I made it perfectly clear but they never mean what they say. I get ready for my next meeting after I have straightened my suit. That definitely was a stress release I smile.
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