Mega had gotten back to her daily routine. Her mind drifted into memory as she smiled at the car ride home just three days ago. She hadn't heard from Davis in those three days so she shook the memory out of her head and stared at the numbers on her screen. Her phone vibrated indicating that she had a new email in her personal inbox.
Glancing into her inbox, the sender was D. Hamilton and she anxiously clicked on the waiting email.
"How impersonal to send an email am I? However, business is great and, unfortunately, that means that my time is limited. I have a moment as I sit on the tarmac waiting for take-off to let you know that I will be in LA for a couple of days. These three days have been...interesting. Every time my mind wanders to that car ride, my desire grows stronger for you. What have you done to me? All I want to do is feel those thick thighs of yours around my waist. One day, in the near future, I hope to have you again. I hope you will be mine. Eventually. So I can taste you whenever and wherever you are. You'll never have to shed one piece of clothing ever again for money. I hope this isn't too forward, but you taste exquisite and I want nothing else other than more. The stewardess is giving me the evil eye. I hope to hear from you soon. Davis."
Mega bit the inside of her cheek. She was shocked and didn't know what to say. Part of her felt insulted that he would assume that stripping was her only means of income. She was a very successful entrepreneur that sought out the thrill of stripping in her free time. Shaking the feeling from her, she hit reply.
"Davis, I'm both flattered and offended. I take off my clothes for fun not for income. But I'm not made because how would you know that? I was in town on business, you're not the only one with a successful company. However, that is neither here nor there. I wish you safe travels. Mega."
It was hard to get through the day. Her nipples were poking through her shirt as she walked to the conference room.
"Ma'am, you may want to put a sweater on before you go into the meeting. Its very cool in there." Mega followed her assistant's gaze down to her hard nipples. Felicity stood and continued, "I will grab you one from your office."
"Thank you." Mega stood in the hall as Felicity fetched her sweater. She watched as the young caramel skinned woman swayed down the hall. Initially, Felicity had come in wanting to be a model. Mega was just starting her company when in walked the very confident and put together Felicity. She was beaming and beautiful. Mega always found women attractive. She had dipped and dallied in the occasional same sex escapade, but never more than heavy petting and kissing.
Felicity walked into the audition room and everyone stared at her. She was vibrant with a bright smile. Her skin was radiant and she oozed sex. She was the prettiest bbw that walked through those doors all day.
Mega had to swallow hard and look down at her resume to keep from staring. Clearing her throat, she looked up and smiled. "Felicity, I think you've got us all speechless. And the job is yours. However, I see that you're working at a local law office as a receptionist?"
"Oh, yes! They know my desire to model and encourage it so there won't be any issues with getting out of work." Felicity smiled. Her voice was even sexy.
"Well, that's great, but how would you like to be my new assistant also?"
"Wow. Really? I mean- I wouldn't want any future talent to feel like there is any favoritism-" She trailed off and looked around the room. What was she thinking, this was the number one modeling agency for plus sized women. She would be able to work in front of and behind the scenes. "Yes. I will accept both. Thank you."
Going around the room shaking hands, the handshake Mega and Felicity shared lingered a little longer than expected. They locked eyes briefly and smiled. Mega's pussy reacted in a way she could not understand, but shaked it away.
That was five years ago. The sexual tension between them lasted a few months ago and withered away as business got busier. At which point Felicity was so overworked, she had to decide whether or not she wanted to work in the office or continue to model. She chose the later and had a great career for four years until she decided she'd rather make more money working under Mega.
When she returned with Mega's sweater, they brushed hands and the touch lingered longer than Mega expected. She looked up at Felicity who was smiling that first smile at her. There it was again and her pussy immediately began to throb. There was something about this girl. No one ever questioned that she always brought a female friend to company functions and never a date. She was a beautiful girl so there should be no reason why she couldn't get a date. But now Mega understood.
"Thank you." Mega began to walk away, but stopped, "Let's grab lunch and a drink after this meeting. I'm sure I will need it." She didn't wait for a response just turned and headed into the conference room.
After several presentations from an agency trying to merge with her company, Mega was ready to go home and jump straight into her bathtub.
Felicity was at her desk sorting through some files as Mega slipped into her office and out of her heels. Throwing her sweater onto the leather couch in her room, she sighed with relief as she sat in the chair behind her desk.
"Ready for that drink?" Felicity spoke to her in her slow sultry voice over the intercom system.
"Yes, give me just a moment to change into some flats and check my email." Mega responded.
"So, about an hour?" Felicity giggled knowing her boss would get caught up into something else.
Her giggle made Mega want to touch her soft caramel skin, "No, I won't be that long. Just be ready. Call for a car service, happy hour is going to be my best friend today."
"I'm on it boss- Mega. Sorry."
