More Than A Game

Chapter 4

Rosalina had to hold back a sigh as she watched some of her most recent customers leave. They bought a large amount of product but they weren't the nicest of people. She grabbed the garments they chose not to buy and began to put them away. She felt her phone began to ring, and answered it when she saw it was Master Ricardo. "Would you be able to have lunch with me today," he asked her when she answered. "Let me see when I can clock out and how long I can take," she replied to him. She went and found the on duty manager and Ricardo heard some of her conversation, but he knew she had the phone pressed to her breast as a way to muffle it. It was a habit he had noticed anytime she had to move the phone away from her ear. He didn't mind being pressed to her breast, he just wished it was in person.

"I can clock out for lunch at three," she told him. "Three it is, see you soon," he said then he hung up so she could go back to work. When it was a few minutes till three, he stepped into the lingerie store. She gave him a smile before finishing up a conversation with a coworker. She noticed some of the other women, both customers and workers, eyeing her Master. Ricardo ignored them as he simply looked around, thinking what would look good on his Kitten. When she clocked out she walked over to him as one of her coworkers worked up the nerve to approach him as well with hopes of a nice sale to add to her compensation bonus.

"I've got him, Rosalina," Courtney told her. "Go enjoy your lunch." "Oh, trust me, I plan too," Rosalina said while he wrapped an arm around her waist, and they walked out, leaving Courtney furious. "That was interesting," Ricardo said once they were in the car together. "They're like vultures," she said with a sigh. "You'd have more sales if you just took them like they do," He told her. "I get enough sales to get by," She told him. "Plus, I get plenty of sales. They all hunt for the men who are looking to spend a good amount of money on their wives or girlfriends. I tend to go for the women who simply want to feel beautiful. Although many of them don't have much to spend, it makes me happy knowing I've helped them feel more comfortable with themselves."

Ricardo had a small proud smile on his face as she spoke, and dropped the topic. When they pulled up to the restaurant he went around and opened her door for her. They went inside and she sighed happily as she sat down. She planned on having a light lunch that will give her enough energy to get her through the rest of the day. "How is work going so far," She asked him. Ricardo owned a small architecture company. He was slowly but surely making a name for himself, but she knows from what she's seen, he will become very successful. After all when he first started he was simply working for another company that wasn't doing the best job to stay afloat.

"It's going well. I may have a new contract with Lacy Doll," he said, waiting to see her reaction since Lacy Doll is the lingerie company she worked for. "Wait really," she asked, shocked. He nodded, "Yes. We've been going back and forth for a month or so, discussing the details of the contract. They want me to design several of their new locations, wanting it to be sleek and modern, not wanting rent places like many of their competitors do, like in malls and such." She nodded, "Lacey Doll has grown in popularity, so I can see the need for more stores." "Yet, I noticed very few items you own is from Lacey Doll," He pointed out, steering the conversation elsewhere. "Have you seen the price tags," she said with a scoff. "I have one bra and pantie set from them, and that's all I can afford." "You might not be able too but I can," He told her. She shook her head, "That's too much." "I would enjoy ripping a pair of their thongs off that cute ass of yours, but I would feel extremely guilty if I did it to a pair you bought yourself because I know how hard you work. However if I bought it and ripped it off of you, then I would feel complete satisfaction from it," he told her.

She felt her cheeks heat up as she noticed a couple of glances at their table. Luckily the waitress then came and took their drink orders. After she left Rosalina looked at him, "Then I would have a bunch of bras without matching underwear. Plus I hate thongs. If I want something between my cheeks I'll beg you to tie me up and run a rope through them." He smirked and she could see the lust swirling in his eyes. "I plan to do that soon," he promised her.