SEDUCTION

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After paying for the drink, leaving a tip that exceeds the cost of the coffee I drink in a week ... we get up and head for the exit.

- Like I said, this penthouse is almost we could walk up there ...

"I don't walk around town."

Going down the hotel steps I look at him puzzled ... he doesn't walk. But the building is five minutes away, he just wasn't born in the car! He's looking straight so I can't look him in the eye, but I know I can't see beyond the mask he's wearing anyway, that mask that won't let those around him read it, get to know it with true.

From the profile, it's more perfect ... who is this man? I can't ask him personal things, it's part of my rules: I don't say or ask anything personal, just what I need to conclude a transaction.

The boy who had already parked his car as he saw us coming out of the hotel doors hurried to bring the car, so I didn't have to wait long. He seems to like being a knight, he hurries to open my door, and I go in and sit down.

- Thanks.

He bypasses the car and gets in the car next to me. Quickly get the car out of traffic on the busy street.

"You don't have to thank me for anything." He turns for a second to look at me as he tells us. My pleasure. I could always do that ....

What the? What does that mean ...? My eyes widen and my mouth dries instantly ... always?

I give him directions to get to the fifteen-story building inside which is the penthous in question .... although I notice that he does not need much of my directions, he seems to know the city very well given the fact that it is not from here . It means he gets here very, very often ... maybe he has business. It is certainly very rich. Just fine for me, the commission in this transaction will round out my bank account nicely. We drive into the underground parking lot, then stop the engine and go down to open my door.

- He has an elevator, we can get him out of here. I have the code written in my diary. - Quickly search the address book to enter the code that opens the elevator doors. Being a building in which most of the tenants are millionaires, the elevator can only be used by people who have the elevator code. When Mr. Reinald chose me to sell his penthous, he also gave me the elevator code so I could show them to my clients' homes. David turns slightly when he sees that I'm looking at him ... I can't enter the code as he is present, I'm not allowed to disclose it to anyone ...

-Ready ... He comes back and joins me in the elevator.

"Isn't it too dangerous for you to have this job?"

"Maybe ... but I really like what I'm doing ... I can say I'm one of the best real estate agents in New York."

"I know, that's why I chose you to find my perfect home."

- Thanks. The elevator doors close and dial the number to reach the top floor. The penthouse I am about to show him occupies the entire upper floor.

The silence is oppressive, I can't wait to get out of this elevator ... in fact, I can't wait to get home. I can't sit next to this man anymore ... he has too much power over my body. It is as if we are bound by an invisible bond that draws us closer and closer to each other. Looking at him, he seems to be the sexiest man I've ever seen. The athletic body proves that it does sports, the broad shoulders frame a perfectly sculpted trunk. My mind is already going crazy ... it's the first time I've had fantasies with my eyes open, with a man I just met ... a total stranger.

The elevator doors open, we go out and we are left in a wide empty hallway. The apartment door is facing the elevator at a distance of about four meters. He waits for me to open, then follows me inside. I close the door and start by describing all the rooms at the bottom of the apartment. As I was sure it is very pleased with the gym, the latest generation devices sound from various categories of exercises.