Life with a Goddess

Chapter 3

"So is this why you told me to wear something nice?" Taylor is giving me the look I always give her when I'm up to no good.

"Nope. You will will know when the time is right."

"I'll be looking forward to that Mr. Livingston." She gives me her sexy wink and starts giggling.

There's a pause.

"Oh, that reminds me, I'll be back," letting go of her hand.

"No, Zack don't leave me please." Oh boy there goes her pleading again.

"Taylor baby, I'm just gonna go to the car to get something."

"Then I'll come with you."

"No need for that." Taylor pouts.

"Taylor don't look at me like that." I said forcefully.

"In the meantime while I'm gone, go look for a guy name Ryan. Tell him you came with me, OK?"

"I guess," rolling her bright, powerful blue, seductive eyes.

I go to the Lamborghini. Mm, where's that bag. Here it is. I Hope she likes these.

Yesterday when Taylor was at the gym, I bought her some bras and panties from VS. Everything she likes I have, from fabric to color. Also I got her some babydolls to sleep in.

In my opinion Taylor has the perfect bra size, 36D. They're so big and round. I can play with them all day. What I could do to them right now. I smile and bite my lip at that thought.

"Oh crap." Taylor's going to worry. I head off into the building.

Well, well, well, look at that. Taylor's smitten up with her future boss already. One good look and Taylor's back to her old self.

"Zack!" Ryan shouts from across the room in his annoying, yet amusing, British accent.

"Ryan why do you have to yell?!"

"'Cause I can bro."

"Seems reasonable enough."

We're finally eye to eye.

"How are you?"

"Great. You do realize we talked on the phone yesterday right?"

"Zack, today is a new day. Anything can happen in 24 hours."

"Yea, you're right. Let's stop talking about me, I came here for my wife."

"Oh yes, the lovely Taylor Livingston. She's such a sweetheart."

"Yes she is. So shall we get to business."

From a distance i can see Taylor picking up lint from her dress near her mouth-watering, luscious breast line.

"Taylor, come!"

I lightly kiss her on the cheek and put my left arm around her waist.

"This man right here will be the one to capture the essence of your beauty."

"That's touching Zack, it truly is."

I can hear the sarcasm in his voice.

"Oh, these are for you," handing Taylor the bag. "You might need them."

"So I get to see what I'm working with."

I take over the conversation.

"Mrs. Livingston, I just want to congratulate you on the first day of the job."

Taylor's jaw drops halfway.

"What really?! Omg. Thank you Zack you're the best."

She quickly wraps around me and of course we start kissing.

"C'mon Zack we got work to do."

One. Last. Kiss.

"Are you staying?" Taylor gives me her i-don't-want-you-to-go look.

"I would love to stay and watch my vuluptous wife half naked in lingerie that I bought," winking at her, she blushes.

"Oh baby I know," winking back at me then bites her juicy plump lips. Red lipstick sure does her good.

She turns around to leave. Without controlling myself, I smack her on the butt.

Taylor quickly turns around. "Why so naughty Mr. Livingston?"

I smile. Then she heads off to a new chapter of our lives.