You and your boss Grayson had a dinner date planned. You were in a competition, and you had to show your plans to improve the company to the executives. It was a very important point in your career, if they like your ideas, they will be able to promote you to Vice President of the company. You dress into a black lace, skater dress, and black strappy heels. As you carefully pack your plans into your bag, you get a phone call from Grayson.
"Mr. Dolan?" You say.
"Miss (Y/N) how are you this evening?"
"I'm doing well sir, I'm organizing all the paperwork and getting ready for the dinner".
"Very nice, would you like for me to pick you up?"
"I don't know, sir. Can I get back to you on that?"
"Sure. Just not too late. I'll be waiting until 6:00". He says.
"Okay, no problem I'll have an answer by then".
"Grand. I'll see you soon then". He says. You end the call and finish packing up the paperwork. You look at the time. 5:47. I guess he can pick me up. You thought. You dial Grayson's number.
"Hello?'
"Sir, I was wondering if you are able to pick me up? I finished sooner than I thought I would". You say as you grab your bag.
"I'm sorry I'm already at the restaurant, you should have called sooner". He states. You roll your eyes and hang up. Why would you even offer in the first place? You grab your car keys from the counter and walk out of your apartment.
Your drive to the restaurant was nerve wrecking. So many thoughts raced through your mind you couldn't believe how you were so conscious of the road. You get to the restaurant and find Grayson waiting for you outside of the restaurant. He looked incredibly handsome. He wore a white dress shirt, navy blue dress pants, and dark brown oxfords.
"You look nice y/n, lovely attire". He shakes your hand.
"You as well". You smile. You both walk in and find the executives and other workers from different districts, ready to make business.
"Don't be so tense, you'll do fine". He winks. You take a seat in front of one of them, and Grayson takes a seat right next to you.
"So, Ms. (your last name) I see that you're quite the employee, according to Mr. Dolan's review". He smiles.
"Well, I just focus on doing my job well. I'm not a kiss up". You smile.
"Good, kiss ups never last". He smiles and looks at the competitors. You suddenly felt a warm hand on your thigh. You almost flinch but manage to stay still.
"Alright, so tell me about your project. How can this positively impact your branch?" A woman asks as she clicks her pen. You feel the hand go up, sliding under your dress. You make a sharp breath, and they look at you, startled.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry. Anyways, if we are able to buy from this company, we will be able to save thousands. They focus on products made with recycled resources, which seem to be the rave this time around-d". You stutter as you feel fingers pull at your underwear. They stare at you.
"Sorry, I just a chill down my spine". You say. A woman smiles.
"Yes, it's really cold in here. Anyways, we'll get back to you". She smiles and talks to the next workers. You start to feel the fingers slowly penetrate your folds. You close your eyes tightly, trying to avoid to make any noise. You look at the arm responsible for making you squeal and it traces back to Grayson. He looks back at you and winks. His fingers start to pump in and out slowly. You try to not let that phase you, and you grab your glass of wine. As you take a sip, his fingers curl, hitting your sweet spot which makes you choke on the wine. Luckily no one notices your near death experience as you try to recollect yourself.
"Stop". You whisper.
"Y/n, you're stressed. You didn't want to loosen up so I decided to do it for you". he whispers back.
"They're going to notice".
"No, they won't. Trust me". He continues to pump in and out. You're breathing becomes heavier and you start moving in order to add to the pleasure. His fingers start moving faster and his thumb is also added into the equation. You let out an involuntary moan and people stare. You disguise it by "sneezing".
"Please ignore me. I am a very fidgety person, and it is very unprofessional of me. I am so sorry". You apologize. They give you a sincere smile and they continue. Grayson continues the movement picking up the pace. You grip the tablecloth and shut your eyes tightly again. You bite down on your teeth as hard as you could. You were doing anything and everything in order so you won't moan. Your head softly hits the wall as you were close to your high. You finally climax having the residue land on Grayson's fingers. He slides them out and put them into his mouth. Only looking at him as he sucks his fingers clean get you aroused. You realize that you're not as tense anymore. You roll your eyes at Grayson and he whispers in your ear.
"Keep acting like that, or I'll make you roll your eyes back later tonight". He threatens.
The executives go back to you. "Okay, prove to me how this plan is better than the other the other employees". You take your paperwork out and explain everything to them.
"I absolutely love your plan. It's almost too good to be true. Unfortunately, this is too risky for the company's financial state. So we will have to decline your idea. If you are still persistent, you can revise your plan and contact us soon. You might not get V.P. but I can assure you that I can get you a great spot". They say. You feel a bit disappointed and continue with your meal. As you and Grayson leave the dinner he approaches you at the parking lot.
"I thought your plan was amazing. Very well executed, and very well organized and the financial status is pretty stable to support it. So I don't fucking now why they didn't choose you".
"Well, maybe because you made me squeal like a pig as they revised the other branches' work. It was very disrespectful". You say. He grabs onto your shoulders and looks at you.
"Well, if they saw that you were nervous. They wouldn't take you seriously. So instead of nagging, I would like to hear a thank you". You smile at him. "Listen, do you know how much I would have missed you if you left? I wouldn't have anyone to talk to or anyone to fuck. You wouldn't come across anyone who would make you feel the way I do". He smirks.
"I hate that you're right". You admit. "I gotta get going. I have to babysit my neighbor's son in an hour".
"Alright. Drive safe and I'll see you tomorrow at work, in my office. Bring an extra pair of panties". He says. You blush and get in your car.
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Hey!! I'm back!! I knew that you dirty cinnamon rolls couldn't wait that long for a new one.
Also, this series will be primarily based on requests cause at the moment I can't be as creative as I was on the last one. Please comment or send me a message on this part to request a personalized imagine and please include the following:
1. Ethan, Grayson, or both
2. Who's point of view
3. Scenario: What, when, and where
4. Your name
5. How dirty you want it. (Or if you want it clean)
6. Song of choice.
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EXAMPLE:
Grayson, his P.O.V, during a road trip, at a gas station bathroom, Bailey, and very fucking dirty. Often- The Weeknd, He calls me hoe as he does me.
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