He walked into the room and suddenly everything else stopped; all she could see was him. He passed through the crowded party effortlessly, almost as if he was floating. To Cassidy, he was the embodiment of perfection.
If only he knew I existed,
she thought, and just when she was biting her lip, he looked her way and smiled. Cassidy straightened up and immediately smiled back while absent mindedly touching her perfectly curled brown hair.
Her breathing stopped and then the people in the room suddenly started moving again, "He
is
aware of my existence," she mutters softly under her breath.
Jessica elbowed her in the sides, "What did you just say?"
Cassidy just shakes her head, "Oh nothing!" Her eyes are undeniably staring straight at Jordan, and Jessica knows just what is passing through her mind; the hot guy that works in her building is here, and she cannot think straight around him.
Cassidy sips her drink almost too frequently, she is getting a little tipsy and although she is aware, she doesn't stop. She needs the liquid courage that is now coursing through her body. She needs so desperately to half stumble across the room and go talk to him.
Dammit Cassidy, just do it already!
And with that thought she downs her drink in one gulp and hops off her stool and starts pushing her way through the overly crowded banquet hall. Before she gets all the way over there Jordan already has his eyes on her.
Jason stares across the room;
that quiet girl from the third floor is coming to talk to me, she must know how fucking sexy she looks in that little blue dress
. She notices him eyeing her, and she shyly smiles and slows down, her face is a look of terror but she doesn't stop walking towards him, absolutely nothing can stop her now.
"Hello, Cassidy. You look wonderful this evening," Jason coos into her ear with a hug. He feels her body tighten against him, like that small brush of contact was enough to send her over the edge.
If only she knew what I could do to her body, she wouldn't have came over here.
Cassidy's whole body is on fire when she stammers, "Uh, hhh-hello Jordan," back into his ear. She smiles to herself, he smells divine. His body is just as hard as she imagined it would be. When he pulls away from the hug, his fiercely blue eyes lock onto hers and everything that was tethering her to this planet has now let go and now she is floating with him. "You have no idea how long I have been meaning to come introduce my-- wait, you knew my name, how did you know my name?" she looks at him puzzled.
He laughs, "I like to know the names of the people who can potentially be working in my office, especially the cute ones," he winks at her.
Cassidy sucks in her breath and blushes at the word, she honestly cannot believe that the should-have-been-a-Calvin-Klein-model just called her cute. She looks down at herself, she does not have the best of bodies, but she had the ass that any guy could dream of;
I am decent at best
, she thinks.
"Are you going to say anything Cassidy?" Jordan tries to get her to look up at him.
"Oh, well, as I was walking over here, I thought that this conversation was going to go...bad. I did not at all expect you to call me cute, but I am glad you think so," she manages to get out before whispering, "thank you."
Jordan looks around the room and assesses that there is far too many people here for him to offer Cassidy what he wants to. He politely nods as if to say you're welcome and almost shyly squeaks out, "Would you like to go someplace more quiet?" He offers Cassidy his hand and as she grabs it he takes her out of the building and to the foyer of the building.
Cassidy looks at Jordan puzzled, "why did you take me out of the party?"
"I need to tell you something, it is sort of an offer..so maybe explain is a better word. But you must know that this is not something you have to agree to. And I most definitely do not want you to be afraid of me.." he looks about the room. Cassidy looks over his overall posture, he looks almost timid,
maybe I should be afraid
.
"Wha-what is it that you want to offer me?" she stammers and looks him dead in the eye.
I am not backing down from this.
"I am almost positive that you have not heard this about me because I tend to keep my private life just that, private. But seeming as though you look like the type of girl who may be interested.." he trails off. Jordan just stares at Cassidy, he does not know if he should continue. "Will you let me do as I please with you, Cassidy? Can I take you in every way imaginable? Will you be my good little slut?"
Cassidy stares at him in bewilderment but she smiles.
How could he have known I am submissive? It has to be because he is a Dom himself, he must have some sort of radar.
A small smile spreads across her lips as she whispers, "yes, Jordan, I will be your good little slut."
Jordan just smiles back and without saying a word grabs her hand and leads her to his car. On the walk to the car nothing is said, and once in the car they do not speak either but the tension is building between them something fierce. Cassidy fidgets with the hem of her dress as Jordan drives well over the speed limit.
He must be very eager to get me home, and I guess I am just as eager.
She already feels herself getting aroused, the dampness of her pussy making her panties stick to her, she squirms a bit against his leather seat that is awfully cold against her skin. Cassidy welcomes the cold though, it is keeping her head clear.