It was Sunday night and Gia was still reflecting on the events that had taken place that weekend. There she was laying on her bed with a big smile on her face, but so much on her mind. One second, she was doing her job delivering mail to the accounting firm partners and the next minute, she's hooking up with Daniel Petersburg in his office. She couldn't help but recollect the past few days as her and Daniel enjoyed a lovely dinner at the Bistro and spent most of the night talking about their lives, their ambitions and hopes and then hurrying off to the hotel for some much needed "dessert" to quench their sexual appetites for the night.
A few weeks ago, Gia remembered telling her girlfriends how she thought her sex drought would never end, how unlucky in love she was and how there were no decent men left out there. Now, she couldn't stop thinking about the hot and heavy sex she had with Daniel. It was so good that they didn't leave the hotel till the late afternoon of the following day so as to work in a few more sex sessions.
Nevertheless, Daniel's hot looks and powerful position was starting to rub Gia the wrong way. There definitely was a sick awkward feeling in her stomach considering she might have to face him Monday morning if he needed his mail delivered. Dear Lord, would he even talk to her or would he act like what they did never took place? After all, she hadn't gotten any new texts or phone messages on her cell phone. It didn't escape Gia's mind that it's possible Daniel may just be using her for sex. As offensive as that thought may have been, Gia couldn't help but wonder if she should just let him. After all, why should she end this if she actually liked Daniel? She kept thinking about their Bistro date and how he told her about his days growing up as a kid in Ireland, his golden opportunity to study business in the States and how his success as a firm partner was a double edged sword in that he barely had time to have a relationship.
But then again, Gia knew that Daniel was risking quite a lot if he continued to be with her. A firm partner sleeping with a mail room attendant did not look good or sound good no matter how you put it. They could never be together if they worked together, could they?
Gia finally decided that tomorrow morning if she saw Daniel, she was going to just follow his lead and let the chips fall where they may. If he wanted her, he'd let her know. If he was done with her and it was just an office fling then she'd just be a big girl about it and move on. She refused to be the victim this time.
It was Sunday night at Daniel's loft and he couldn't sleep. His hot weekend with Gia was still heavy on his mind. He kept staring at this BlackBerry phone wanting to call her and tell her how much he enjoyed their date and their after date events, but he didn't. It was finally hitting him that he could get in big trouble with his firm if he continued his relationship with Gia. Daniel was sane enough to not want that considering how hard he worked to get at the top of his career with the company. It took him forever for his coworkers to respect him considering he didn't have that All-American background like the rest. However, he didn't want to lose Gia either. Although his mind could not escape the amazing sex they had, he kept thinking about their great conversations during their Bistro date. Daniel remembered seeing the passion and life in her eyes as she confided in him about her dreams to become a successful working professional, her fun college days, her failed romances and her hope to one day find Mr. Right. He loved hearing her talk and could have listened to her for hours if the Bistro's maître d' hadn't told them that they were closing.
Behind Daniel's high position was a story of struggle that he actually was able to tell Gia. He'd never told anyone at his work about it. Daniel came from a very poor family in Ireland. He never knew his father and his mother worked several shifts in a factory trying to save every penny to have Daniel attend the most elite prep school to increase his chances to going off to the States to study. Daniel hated prep school. He was always teased for being poor, but he kept his head in the books knowing that he and his mother had a mutual goal. When he was offered a full scholarship to an Ivy League University in America, his mother soon died in a car accident on her way back from work. After her death, Daniel knew he had to do everything in his power to make her proud of her efforts even if she wasn't alive to see it.
While in college, his lack of being an upper class snob locked him out of several upper crust social events. If Daniel did date, it was with lower class women in his same position. There were a few brief relationships with a few black female classmates but they were more interested in dating black men. This is what started Daniel's efforts to seek out black call girls, but he soon grew tired of it. He wanted to have a real connection with a black woman. But the demands of school and working two jobs rarely allowed him the time or opportunity to find one. He soon landed a big time internship at a Forbes top 100 company. The company was so impressed with him that they agreed to pay for his business school education in exchange for his return as a full-time associate. Within a few short years, Daniel became a partner for that same company.
Along with his position came the luxury of dating tons of women. He remembered being introduced to a new batch of women who were the cream de la crème of the city's rich, successful, intelligent, and sophisticated elite. It's not that Daniel didn't like these type of women. Any one of them could have easily graced of the cover of a fashion magazine. It's just that Daniel thoroughly remembered the days when women like that would not give him the time of day. That's why Daniel liked Gia so much. She was the type of black woman he had always been searching to find. Plus, Gia reminded Daniel of himself. Not only was she an unbelievably gorgeous black woman but she wanted to be a successful professional in her life as well. Daniel wanted to see to it that Gia's dreams were accomplished in some way. He wanted her to stop working her menial job as a mail room attendant and help her achieve a higher paying Entry level position so she could afford to have her own apartment and the independence she so desperately wanted. He knew she deserved it.
Then a horrible thought came to his head. Was Gia using him? Was she a sensual seductress trying to climb the company ladder using her feminine whiles on him? Sadly, Daniel knew he'd fallen victim to it if that was her intention. He had acted too desperately to wine and dine her and eventually bed her without even thinking of what her true intentions had been. What if she didn't even like white men? Or worse, what if she was just a gold digger trying to get a few nice gifts before moving on to her next conquest. All these thoughts prevented him from calling Gia. Even though his mind was going wild with negative thoughts, he still couldn't escape the fact that the sex with Gia was beyond any experience he'd ever had with a woman. Just thinking about it made his cock hard.
-----The next morning-----
Gia dreaded coming to work. She was efficient in completing all of her duties for the day but realized there was a huge stack of new mail that needed to be delivered. She hoped and prayed she wouldn't see what she did not want to see in her mail buggy. She looked through the piles and piles of mail and soon saw a fat stack wrapped in rubber bands labeled: "To: Daniel Petersburg, CPA, CFE" in big black letters. As awkward as Gia thought seeing Daniel would be, she desperately wanted to know where she stood with him. But Gia still felt nervous about the whole thing and she decided to deliver his mail at the end of the day. When the time came, her heart was hammering so hard, she could barely walk straight. She prayed he was in a meeting or left early for the day.
Daniel was trying to pay attention to the boring online meeting he was conducting on his computer with the new hedge fund managers from Tokyo. He wanted to intervene in their disagreement about who to choose for investment advisors but he couldn't help staring at his office door almost every second hoping a certain someone would come by to deliver his mail. He purposely left the door wide open in the hopes that he'd see Gia. As the online meeting came to an end, Daniel sipped the last bit of coffee from his mug and gave up on seeing her. He wasn't against the idea of going downstairs to look for Gia in the mailroom and pretend he was missing some letters from an important client. No, no, no! That would be too obvious and too pathetic. Shit! He hoped she hadn't gotten a hold of her senses and decided to avoid seeing him all together. Get a hold of yourself Daniel! He hated when his mind wandered on things other than work. But then again, this was the first time in a long time Daniel was catching himself daydreaming. His thought went to kissing Gia's full soft lips when all of the sudden...
"Am I interrupting you Mr. Petersburg" said Gia as she held a stack of letters in her hand.
God, she looked good, Daniel thought. She was wearing a tight white tank top which matched her short white jean skirt. He knew she wasn't following the company policy on correct dress code conduct but he didn't give a damn. He could see her hard nipples pinching against her low cut tank top. He licked his lips as he remembered how he had this same woman naked in a hotel room. He remembered tearing off most of her clothes to lick and suck the most sensual parts of that body almost seconds after meeting her last weekend. He wanted her right now, this second. If she was using him for whatever reason, he'd let her do as she pleased as long as she let him have her body. He wanted her body!
"Um, no...you're not bothering me Gia. Why are you called me Mr. Petersburg? You know my name", he smiled as he turned off his computer.
Gia tried not to blush but remembered she wasn't going to fall for his charms today. She wanted to see where he stood with her.
