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Chapter Ninety-ThreeMiguel Castillo couldn’t remember a time in his life when he’d been truly and thoroughly embarrassed. But all that changed earlier that morning. He hadn’t meant to see what he’d seen, although that wasn’t the worst part. His reaction, or at least his body’s reaction to what he saw, had him feeling a little mortified.Traffic was not as bad as he’d anticipated, and he’d arrived quite early to pick up McKinley and Grace Stewart from the Bel Aire. The concierge had assured him that he was welcome to have some coffee in the living area of their suite while he waited for them to be ready. He decided it beat sitting out in the car and helped himself to coffee and a Danish while waiting on the plush couch.As he enjoyed the continental breakfast, he heard a crash that sounded like a lamp hitting the floor, followed by a scream. He set down the mug, the hot coffee sloshing out and burning his hand slightly, and rushed to open the bedroom door. He was concerned that there had been an accident.He stopped short of entering the room when he realized the lamp had crashed to the floor because McKinley had his wife up against the wall and was thrusting into her as a man possessed.Instead of backing away from the scene, Miguel stood there, his jaw dropped open and his cock instantly hard. He’d never seen such passion, and it was a huge, fucking turn-on. He knew he should back away quietly, but he was momentarily frozen. He couldn’t stop watching as Grace’s ample breasts bounced with each thrust. Her nipples were so erect they practically begged to be sucked and nibbled.  He felt ashamed but aroused as he allowed himself to be a voyeur of this erotic scene!He stood in awe of this lustful coupling until they screamed out each other’s names as Mac emptied himself into his wife. And when Mac pulled out instantly so that his seed ran down the inside of her thigh, Miguel was afraid he’d cum in his pants.Swiftly and quietly, he closed the door. He rushed down the hall into the bathroom, yanked his rock-hard cock from his pants, and jacked off to the vision of the Stewarts cumming together. He pictured her bare pussy glistening with her man’s seed as he came into the sink. Embarrassed but relieved, he rinsed the evidence away before washing up and returning to the living room.Ten minutes later, Grace came out of the bedroom and seemed surprised to see Miguel. Though her face was still flush from her very recent orgasm, she was impeccably dressed in a sharp navy business suit, complete with a pencil skirt, and smiled graciously at him.“Oh, hello, Miguel. I didn’t hear you come in,” she greeted him calmly.Of course, you didn’t hear me; you were getting nailed by your husband.“The concierge indicated it would be okay if I came in to wait for you and Mr. Stewart. I hope you don’t mind that I had some coffee and a pastry,” Miguel replied.“Not at all. I’m just sorry we kept you waiting.”I’m not. That was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen, and I exploded like a geyser in your bathroom sink.“No worries, Mrs. Stewart,” he said, güvenilir bahis hoping she didn’t notice he was still trembling a little from his own satisfying orgasm. “I, um, spilled my coffee and had to use your bathroom to wash my hands. I hope that was okay.”“Why wouldn’t it be? And, please, I’ve told you to call me Grace. Mac will just be another minute or two, and then we can head to the office.”“No rush,” Miguel said.When Mac came out into the living area, he seemed surprised to see Miguel there as well.“Oh, um, well…” Mac stammered. “I hope we haven’t kept you waiting long.”“No, not at all, sir. I will just head out to the car and get it started.”Once Miguel was out of the suite, Mac looked at Grace. “Do you think he heard us?”“Unless he’s been recently stricken deaf, I’m sure he heard us, darling,” Grace said with a grin.Miguel’s eyes met Grace’s in the rearview mirror when they got into the car. When he blushed, Grace gave him a wicked little grin and winked. Mac caught the exchange and cleared his throat.“Um, Miguel, I apologize if you heard anything this morning that made you uncomfortable.”Miguel felt relief wash over him. They thought he’d only heard them, not seen them.Heard? I did more than hear! I saw your wife’s magnificent tits bounce wildly while you fucked her like a horny frat boy.“I heard a lamp fall, but I assumed you had everything under control,” Miguel lied.“Yes, I tripped on the cord,” Mac lied in return.Miguel nodded and kept his eyes on the road the rest of the way to the office. He was afraid if he looked at Grace, she would see the truth, and he didn’t want to embarrass her, or himself for that matter.Grace checked her email once she and Mac arrived at the office. There was a message from Ian.I have attached the report that you requested. I’d like to set up an appointment to discuss it at your earliest convenience.She opened and printed the attachment and shot back a quick response.My office, eight o’clock tomorrow morning. Please be prompt.While her reply didn’t give Ian a warm, fuzzy feeling, he felt confident that she would be impressed once she read his report. If not, he’d have to appeal to McKinley to be the voice of reason with his wife. Maybe she was dealing with pregnancy hormones or something. But he’d be damned if he lost his job without putting up a fight. Chapter Ninety-FourThe following day, Ian arrived at the office early and spent a good hour reviewing his report. He wanted to be fully prepared to wow the new boss.After his presentation, he sat and waited for Grace to say something, praying that he hadn’t sounded as nervous as he felt.“Well, Ian, I have to say that I like what I see,” Grace said finally. “You certainly have proven yourself to be an asset to the firm. So, let’s talk about your goals. What do you want to accomplish moving forward?”“So, I’m not fired?” Ian asked, blowing out the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.“Fired? Of course not. What would make you think I would fire you?” Grace asked.“You basically made me prove that I was doing my job. güvenilir bahis siteleri I got the distinct impression that you felt like I wasn’t, and…”He paused for a moment and looked at Grace.“And?” she asked.“And you made me jump through some hoops to prove that I was, and I didn’t care for that.”“Ian, you came off as cocky and complacent, and I needed to get a feel for your work ethic to ascertain whether you were committed to this job.”Ian nodded. “Am I going to have to prove myself every time you come to town?”“Are you suggesting that employees shouldn’t continually prove their worth?”Ian inhaled sharply. It was a blow to his ego that she might be right.“I suppose it isn’t unreasonable for a boss to expect that of an employee,” he said quietly.Grace tilted her head slightly. “Excellent. Now, shall we discuss your goals?”Ian looked at Grace for a moment. It occurred to him that he’d misjudged her and certainly underestimated her. She clearly was no pushover and knew her job well. In making him prove he was competent to her, he’d realized that he had been content with the successes that he’d had and not doing much to move forward. It galled him that Grace had inspired him. But now, he had an opportunity to share some new ideas with her.“Yes, I’d like that.”Forty-five minutes later, Ian shook Grace’s hand and headed for the door when they had finished their very productive discussion. He paused a moment and turned.Grace looked up. “Was there something more?”Ian hesitated for a brief moment. “I was wrong about you, Grace, and I’m sorry.”Grace smiled. “I’ve always found that it’s important to get to know someone before judging them. By asking you to share what you’ve done and what you hope to do, I have a much better sense of who you are. If I had gone by my initial impression, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”Ian nodded.Grace stood and continued. “You’re good at your job, Ian. But being good isn’t enough. You need to respect authority figures and be willing to prove your worth now and then. I expect the same from myself as well. I’m constantly looking for ways to do my job better. I’m still getting a feel for how each of the offices runs so I can adjust and streamline as needed to help make our company continue to run efficiently and profitably.”“Thanks for giving me a chance to redeem myself,” Ian said.“Everyone deserves a chance. It’s up to you to make it count.”Later in the day, Daniella knocked on Grace’s door.“Come in.”“Hey, do you have a minute?” Dani asked.“Sure, what’s up?”“I don’t know what happened in your meeting with Ian, but he just sent me an outline of some ideas he has for improving our social media presence. Where those your ideas?”“Nope, that was all Ian. He really is quite good at what he does. I merely suggested that he present his ideas to his direct boss.”“Well, he did, and it was damned impressive. It reminded me of why McKinley and I hired him in the first place.”Grace smiled. “I’m glad. I hope that continues to be the case.”“You bring out the best in people, don’t you?” iddaa siteleri It was more a statement than a question.Grace raised her eyebrows and shrugged. “I try my best to, yes.”“And you’re not afraid to be a little scary if you need to be to accomplish that,” Dani added.Grace laughed. “Is that a compliment?”“Absolutely!” Dani said, grinning. Chapter Ninety-FiveLater, back at their suite, Mac asked, “What do you want to do tomorrow?”“Aren’t we going to the office?” Grace asked, puzzled.“Nope. We’ve both been working hard, and we haven’t done any sightseeing. So, we will start our weekend a day early and enjoy a little playtime. My COO taught me the value of making time to look around me. It’s made me a better man.”“Then let’s go to Griffith Park. I love it there!” Grace said enthusiastically.“You’ve been there?” Mac asked, surprised.“Yes, I owned a home here in L.A. I don’t think I ever mentioned it, but I’m sure you learned it from the vetting report on me,” Grace replied. “Or at least when you did your deeper dive on me.”“That seems like a million lifetimes ago. And yes, it was in the vetting report. I’d simply forgotten.”Mac felt a pang of remorse as he remembered how hurt Grace had been when he hired an investigator to dig more deeply into her past. He felt foolish now.“I’m sorry I didn’t just ask for more information, Grace. I…”“Mac, stop. There’s no need to go back there. You did what you thought you needed to do to protect your interests. And it was before we were truly us. I was your escort, for goodness sakes,” Grace said, putting her arms around her husband.Mac smirked. “My Acquisitions Liaison.”“That too,” she laughed.“It seems like we have been together so much longer, doesn’t it?” Mac said, kissing the top of her head.“It does,” Grace agreed. “I feel like my life started over when I walked into your office for the first time.”Mac grinned widely and chuckled. “You were so sassy that day; you threw me off my game. My life started over too.”He tilted her chin up and kissed her softly. She grabbed hold of the back of his head and turned it into a passionate embrace.“I’m guessing dessert will be before dinner tonight,” he said as the heat from her spread through his loins.“You’re very astute.”Grace took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom. “I need your hands on me,” she said as she stripped off her clothes.“Where?” he murmured as he undressed as well.“Everywhere.”She’d thought it would be fast and furious, but he surprised her by taking his sweet time. Her eyes fluttered as he touched her slowly and seductively. She reveled in his erotic onslaught as his fingers skimmed across her skin, making every fiber of her being hum with pleasure.“Mmm, I love how you touch me,” Grace purred.Mac grinned slyly. “I love touching you.”He continued to tease and torment her as he traced little swirls along her back and shoulders before moving down across her ass to the backs of her legs and up her inner thighs. He smirked a little when she moaned; he loved how touching her like this knocked down all of her defenses. She was melting in his hands and giving herself completely to him.His fingers continued their erotic play as he circled her bare mound. Her eyes fluttered, and she whimpered when those same fingers opened her up and slid gently inside her.

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