Game Player

8 - Alex

"I had a shite week," Alex responded to Sam's question and handed over a glass of pinot gris.

"Oh, why darling?" Sam sat down next to her on the couch and stuffed popcorn into his mouth.

"You'd think I was making it up if I told you," she sighed.

"Love a good fiction, I'm all ears."

"Cal is Calvin Knight, you may not have heard of him but he's the CEO of xByte for the European market. They are big and one of my main competitors - although we're minnows compared." She looked at Sam, seeing that this fiction was not enticing him so far. "And I have to now work closely with him for the next few months."

Sam's eyes lit up. "Ohhhh, it's an erotic mystery."

"No Sam - it's a black comedy, bound to have a murder in there somewhere."

"Why didn't you recognize him then if he's a competitor?" He asked.

"Well, of course, I know by sight - what evidently is now his predecessor - but this change must be very recent as I've not heard about it. Apparently, he's just moved here but other than that, I don't know anything about him."

Reaching over for his phone, "Let our fingers do the searching!" He scrolled through the pictures and articles that popped up on his phone."Well, well, well. What have we here? Not that obscure that you can't find a few details...MBA at Harvard, VP of Finance at xByte - looks like you're right that it's recent, either that or he hasn't got around to updating his job info yet."

Sam fiddled with his phone. "There are some pictures too....mostly of him with some girl draped across his arm." He showed her some pictures then scrutinized them. "I can see why he went for you....you're definitely his type according to my highly statistical sampling of fourteen images."

"Great, I'm not even an exception but the rule."

"Well, at least he has good taste. I can appreciate his appreciation of the female form." Talking around a mouthful of popcorn.

"Plus you must have something extra for him to want to hunt you down for a second serving....must have wanted to give a second dipping." He wiggled crazy brows at her.

"Oh man, you're just incorrigible." She laughed, "or he just found an easy target and followed his dick."

"You've never let loose like this before - what's making you abandon the norm and unleashing this inner nympho?"

"That's the thing, I don't know.....but I have to admit I crave the urge to fuck him on sight." She banged her head on his shoulders with frustration. "Like today, after my initial shock, all I wanted to do was rip that beautiful suit off him and ride him like a bucking bronco on the table."

"Maybe your dry spell was too long. It's all that pent-up horniness....or maybe you don't get out your toys enough." He pondered like her problem was equivalent to solving world peace.

"No Mr. Buzzmeister gives me a good dicking often enough," referring to her purple rabbit ear vibrator with a chuckle. "He's not the real deal but takes the edge off....or at least I thought so."

"At least you get to see superior beef more often now. It's a fiiiiine rump he has." Sam drooled, looking back at a picture on his phone.

"You're not helping Sam. It's going to be difficult and I thought we agreed that he might have given me STDs?"

"I'm guessing he didn't right?"

"Smart man, otherwise this conversation would have gone entirely differently - according to my gyno, so far so good but she recommends more regular checkups in the next while as a precaution."