Summary: Kyle Anders, a fast-rising young lawyer in a major east coast law office, is establishing a branch office of his firm in Kansas City. His former girlfriend, Ferry Williams, is a member of a KC firm that Kyle's firm is looking to purchase. Kyle and Ferry broke up after she discovered his attraction to exhibitionism and anonymous sexting with a famous model and her adult daughter. Although Kyle and the beautiful model connected in real life, Kyle still wonders if Ferry is the one love for him. If you are new to this story, I would recommend reading the earlier chapters.
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Agnes called and said that she approved of the two firms that I submitted as contenders for partners. This was both good and frightening news. I would have to face making contact with Ferry's firm.
"Isn't Ferry's last name Williams?" Agnes asked.
"Yes, this is her father's firm. He is the senior partner and majority shareholder."
"Wouldn't that be something," said Agnes, "if we could come to terms with them. You and Ferry made such a strong team. Our client loved her work and was disappointed when she left to return home. If she were back in the picture and in an office close to him, I know we would build an even stronger bond with him. Let's make Coplon, Graves and Williams our preferred partner. I would like to meet with them within a week. Please set that up?"
My heart, now lodged in my throat, almost prevented me from answering.
"I can certainly try," I said while wondering how I could pull it off.
"Kyle, I didn't make you partner and put you in charge of a new office to try. I did it to have success. Are we clear on that?"
"Absolutely, Agnes. I let you know the minute we have the meeting set."
With a curt good-bye, Agnes ended the call. Was this also the beginning of the end for my budding career? Since Ferry abruptly left me and the firm, I had tried countless times to reach out to her. I never received one response and finally stopped trying. No one at my firm knew of our love affair or that our break-up was the reason Ferry left so suddenly.
I wondered if I should contact her father directly, just as I would if there was no history between Ferry and me. Of course, once he heard my firm's name, I was not sure he would speak with me, either. Then, Ferry maybe would become even more angry because she felt blindsided. I was at odds on how to move forward.
That evening as my assistant, Annie, and I sat naked in our small sauna, I sought her advice.
"Annie, Agnes wants us to put the full court press on Coplon, Graves and Williams."
"Cool. I think they were the best ones that we considered. And, I know that Ferry Williams worked with us for a while. You and she came into the firm together, right? So, what's our plan?"
"Annie, I hope you know how much I appreciate your work. You have become my best advisor and I rely on your input."
"Thanks, Kyle. I love working with you. These past months have been a blur, but a good blur. But, why do I feel there is something behind this admission of your undying appreciation for my fabulous skills."
I looked at the large, naked woman a few feet away. No one would understand the bond we have built, partially on our mutual respect for each other and also for our ability to share the suite we have for both our residence and office. Since the first time Annie walked in on my nude exercising, we have also been able to share our enjoyment of a clothing-optional lifestyle, at least when we were alone.
"I don't mean to be offensive, but have you lost weight?"
"God, you finally noticed," she said with a laugh. "Yes, I've dropped nearly twenty-five pounds. Unfortunately, some of it seemed to have come from my boobs." She cupped her breasts and sighed.
"They look great, as always. It's just that you look slimmer all over." The first time I saw Annie naked, I was amazed at her small and firm breasts. Her body bloomed going down past her breasts. She had a wide middle, thick thighs and a broad butt. The truth was the complete package was sexy. She was both big and extremely attractive. I told her so, but she usually focused on those parts that she didn't like. As a man, I focused on those parts I liked such as her pretty breasts and face. I now noticed her face was a little less round and her features slightly more defined. The effect was her face was now less pretty and much more beautiful.
"Actually, Annie," I said, "you look great."
"Thanks. I lost over an inch around my waist and my thighs don't slap together like sides of beef when I walk. I doubt if I will ever tame my ass. It's always going to be a "Trip to Bountiful".
"Hey, big butts are in fashion."
Annie laughed and said, "Don't expect me to be balancing a champagne glass back there."
We chuckled and sat in silence, sweat glistening all over our bodies.
"Ok, Kyle, what gives? I ask you what our plan is to approach Coplon and you compliment me on my fab bod. I don't mind the attention, but you are the most direct person I know. So, when you aren't direct, I know something's up."
I sighed and stood.
"Let's shower, have a beer and talk."
Annie grinned, "Actually, maybe I could just sit here and look at what's a couple inches from my nose for a while. It's really a nice vision."
My now semi-erect dick was the object of her attention. Although our relationship was one hundred percent non-sexual, in that we don't have sex, we both acknowledged that looking at another naked person was pleasurable.
"Annie..." I began.
"Kyle, you just complimented me, let me return the favor. I've never said this directly, but you have the best looking dick I have ever seen. So, there, now that it's in the open, we can move on."
Her close inspection of my sex had an expected reaction. I was now completely hard.
"And," continued Annie, "It is fucking awesome hard."
"Shower time," I said.
We stepped out of the sauna and the cooler air in the workout room, made our pores begin to slam shut. Annie headed back to her room for a shower and I went to mine. I managed to admire her butt bouncing down the hallway.
"I can feel you staring, Kyle," she said over her shoulder.
"I think you've lost a little back there."
"Is that less to love?" she teased.
"No, still a vision."
She peeked over her shoulder and smiled.
We met in the living room and I pulled a couple beers from the fridge.
"Annie, I know I can count on your discretion and that I enjoy your confidentiality. Needless to say I am leading up to something I want kept between the two of us."
"Done deal," she said and took a sip.
"I guess the easiest way to do this is to say that Ferry and I have a history."
Her eyebrows arched. "History as in sleeping together?"
I nodded. "That's the easy part. The rest is complicated."
Annie sat back and pulled her legs up onto the couch. "We've got all night, Kyle."
I unrolled the story of how Ferry and I started our relationship and how much I came to like her, probably love her.
"So, why the break-up?"
"Ferry discovered my enjoyment of being naked," I offered.
"So, just because you liked to be nude, she dumped you. I mean you did take off your clothes when you two were in bed?"
"Of course," I replied. "But, as I said it's complicated."
"You've said that. You've also told me that you think I'm smart. I can handle complicated, Kyle."
Slowly, I told Annie about my exhibitionism and the fact that two women, a mother and daughter, watched me from a neighboring apartment.
"And, you never met them?"
"Not, then," I said.
"So, Ferry freaked out because you let them watch you?"
"Well, there was the sexting the three of us did."
