Authors Notes:
Disclaimer: Celebrity appearances in this series are in no any way to be considered realistic. They are included for the entertainment of open-minded adults only. Their thoughts, words, and deeds are in no way indicative of the real celebrity. They exist here only to build a story around.
The early morning Las Vegas sun should not have been there but after her marathon lovemaking with Gary last night, she remembered they had made a mess of her room. She looked about and giggled softly. They had trashed it. The maids wouldn't be happy but they were used to this kind of a disaster. Gary had accomplished what everyone had deemed impossible last evening and together, they celebrated late into the night.
Mark was more than her business partner. He was her lover and her friend. Cherry was her lover as well and she damned sure was not going to lose her friendship ever again.
She lay in the soft early morning light and thought back over her life. She was a practicing attorney when she first met Mark Banner. Their paths crossed over a legal matter and she was impressed with the fact that he was all business. She was tall, blonde, and used to attracting every man that crossed her path. Mark was the only lawyer who looked her in the eyes and not at her tits. She respected that in him. He had just started his own firm and was building his reputation very fast. He had negotiated a huge contract for an NFL player and that information had spread throughout the professional athlete community instantly.
Michelle was a competent lawyer and a natural born skeptic. She lived and worked in Las Vegas and was destined for senior partner status with her firm. That meant long hours with zero social life. She didn't mind, as most of the men she dealt with were not what she was seeking anyway. She smiled to herself as she remembered that, back then, she had no idea what she was seeking anyway.
Her dealings with Mark had been professional and friendly, albeit they held opposing opinions of a perfect outcome on the legal matter that had brought them together. Each time they met, her curiosity piqued more. Here was a handsome, intelligent man, who obviously had no problem attracting women. She wondered why he had never asked her out.
Part of the legal profession demands fast tracked lawyers attend social events where they can network and become known. For Michelle, all that meant was she had to go to the "meat market" and spend hours fending off the trolls who populated those events. They were not her favorite things to look forward to however business demanded it. She attended an event that profoundly changed her life. The legal conference at Caesars was a necessary to attend event.
The cocktail party was a gala event and she was determined to show up, put in an appearance, and get the hell out of there as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, when you are a tall, gorgeous blonde in Vegas, you get noticed everywhere you go. Head turning when she walked into a room was normal but put her in a cocktail dress and whiplash abounds.
She entered the room and headed to the bar. Most of the lawyers in her firm were there and she spoke to several of them as she waited to get a drink. While she was chatting, she heard a buzz go though the room, heads turned and looked at the entry. Michelle gawked at one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen.
She recognized her immediately as possibly the highest priced fashion model in the world. She was on the cover of every major magazine. Michelle's eyes widened when she realized the woman was also on Mark Banner's arm. Mark looked over towards the bar and saw Michelle standing there. He said something to the woman he was with and they walked straight over.
Mark did the introductions and then smiled, "You look as happy to be here as I am."
""You have no idea," Michelle smiled. "It was either this or a root canal. This won out."
"Mark, you were right, she is not only beautiful, but she has a wonderful sense of humor," the lovely model said to him. "A lady could get jealous."
Michelle inhaled sharply at that comment. Obviously, she had become a topic of conversation. Mark excused himself and went to speak with Oscar Goodman.
"Mark hates these events. He told me about a lovely lawyer he is working with on some big deal. He said he hoped you'd be here. He said you were the only lawyer in town he felt at ease being around," the model told her.
"That is quite a compliment. I barely know him. How long have you known him?" Michelle asked.
"I've known him since we were young kids. He and my employer are the best of friends. I was just getting started modeling and Mark was always around D'Orgasmic Lingerie. He was so kind and so much of a gentleman, even at that age. All I had experienced before was every man wanting to get me into bed. He was never like that. As a matter of fact, the 'three amigos' as the guys call themselves are the same. Gentlemen all, to the core. Gary Edwards and Jeremy Carter are the sons of the founders of D'Orgasmic. If you ever meet them, you'll know what I'm talking about."
"That surprises me. With your beauty, I would have expected him to be anxious to get into your pants," Michelle said.
"Oh trust me, he got there and in fact, they all did and I don't regret it a bit. They are just a cut above anything you could ever experience. Stick around him long enough and you'll find out. If he ever takes you to bed, it will be a day you'll never forget," she giggled as Mark made his way back to join them.
"So how did I become a topic of conversation?" Michelle asked.
"I received the paperwork you requested and I called to make an appointment. I learned that you were here so we decided to come and mingle. I figured you'd be here and bored to death," Mark grinned. "I can drop it by your office tomorrow afternoon if you'd like."
"Sure, that would be fine," Michelle, told him.
"Great, my work is done here. Would you like to join us for dinner Michelle," Mark asked. "I have reservations at the Top of the World. That restaurant is one of the best kept secrets in town."
"Oh I wouldn't want to intrude, but thank you anyway," Michelle said.
"Don't be silly," Cheryl, said. "I want to get to know you better. I never know when I'm going to need a good lawyer."
"Hey, what is that all about?" Mark laughed. "You have a great lawyer."
"Darling, lawyers are like shoes. A girl can never have enough of them."
Michelle burst out laughing. "Okay then, yes, I'd love to have dinner."
They had a lovely evening and they became friends easily. Michelle was amazed at the total confidence Mark displayed. He was refined and poised. He was funny and easy to be around. Cheryl had the bluest eyes she had ever seen and she was as down to earth as anyone could be. They said goodnight and Mark said he'd drop off the paperwork for her the next day.
Michelle didn't sleep much that night. Her head was spinning. She had had a great time, which, for her, was unusual. For once, she felt at ease and comfortable with them. She could be herself and she had let down the barriers she was so used to constructing.
The following day, Mark delivered the paperwork but he didn't see her. She was in a meeting. He needed a drink and he headed to the Rio. He entered the Voodoo Lounge and was greeted by several of the waitresses. He had had a fantastic day so far. Business was coming in faster than he could have imagined. He had signed several major athletes this month. His morning meeting promised him another big name to add to his growing list later this week. At this pace, he was going to have to expand sooner than he had planned.
Michelle's secretary brought her the papers and left. Suddenly she was overcome by a sense of loss that she missed him. She left her office and decided she needed a drink. When she walked into the bar, she looked around and a smile spread across her lovely face.
"Are you stalking me Mr. Banner?"
