You're the One for Me 💘

Wow! She's Really Mysterious Beauty

After we meet our parents I feel I get back to my normal senses. I gained back my lazy weak ass, I woke up a bit early mean I sleep soundly so I have time to do push up. After a hundred try I feel my blood pump I feel the sweat runs to my body. Quarter to seven time for me to get ready, I just drink water and headed my self to bathroom then prepare myself to the office.
Exactly eight in the morning I arrived in the parking lot, going through my private elevator directly to my top window view office. As I step out of the elevator my secretary is already sitting on her desk I pass by to her and we exchange good morning. As I remove my suit hang on my chair and sit I check one by one the files in my table. I call my secretary in my intercom to come inside.
A knock, " come in" I told her. I asked her when did they received the confidential file who sent it.
" Sir, the guard gave all this to me when I came in. I checked also my email but nothing is there. If you want I can call the number written in the envelope. " she replied back. " I see, ok it's from Courtney Thomas right and Guam is written as returned address? " I want to assure myself. " Yes Sir" she replied. I told her to call them and do the necessary to finish the signing to start the projects together in this month. Before she walk out the door she look at me and say, " Sir? I lift my head and look at her, "yeah tell me" I said back. " Is Ms. Courtney that is working in the hotel who'm I called before to meet you is the same Ms. Courtney who owns the Thomas Company?she ask.
I look at her with confusion, I don't want ruin my morning why she's minding that thing. "Why?!" I replied annoyed in my tone. " Because I saw a magazine where a model name Courtney Thomas is look a like of Courtney that I called few months ago to meet you in behalf of Sir Lewis if I'm not mistaken. I gotta know her face because once I saw her in that hotel when I was with my friends and her friends are the colleagues of my best friend. She's famous in the job because of her humbleness and smiling face. I just ask because the resemblance is so near the only thing is the hair color and the status they were having." She explained. " Maybe " I replied even me I was still puzzled to Courtney's identity or life I don't know her nor I don't have any idea who she really is." " Can u bring here the magazine? By the way what year is that if you remember? " I ask while she's about to close the door. " it's 2005 Sir". She replied and go out.
After 5 minutes she came back with all the magazines picturing Courtney. As long as she went out my office, I check the magazine and leave the paper's I need to sign. All the magazine were old from five years ago. She's so different here, sexy and sophisticated. Provocative look and smile. Long legs with a full breast showing in that tight tiny dress with a pointed hills. Same smile but sad eyes. All her interviews she's not the one answering rather her mom a former model too. I see the old lady who's sophisticated and socialite looking woman is her mother. But I feel in Courtney's eyes the sadness I don't know why the smile is genuine. Why it's contradicting? She doesn't like modeling or she's not happy with what ?
" If I got locked away,would you still love me the same if..." it's my cellphone ringing cut me off what I was thinking about Courtney. " hello?yes? " I replied. It's my dad telling me to sign the documents and about the project. I assured him I'll do it all today and hang up the phone.
I look at my phone smiling, the ringtone is so much timing to my present situation now with Courtney. I can't concentrate I remember how sexy she is my little Lewis is getting hard. Those two mountains of her and that butt ohhh, I never feel this horny when we make love before all this merger came. What I feel now for her in these photos is purely lust. I'm sweating I need a cold water but I need my little Lewis to tame before I'll stand and walk going to our pantry.
I never had my lunch, around 3 in the afternoon I finished all the paperwork's and studied the project proposals on both sides. Done. I am starving I called my driver and told him we need to order food before we go to my penthouse.
Past 4 in the afternoon I'm already sitting in my kitchen alone, eating pasta and pizza with my favorite chicken wings from papa johns. I almost finished the whole pizza, clean my mess and headed myself to my sofa. I took the magazines with me while I'm on my car I browse the other magazines I saw Courtney with different designer bag, shoes, dress and jewelry's that she's modeling for. Different make up, hairdo, and clothes covering her voluptuous body. I took the last one Dec. 2005 Magazine she's wearing a Santa outfit modeling for a necklace brand. I feel my groin starts to get hard again. Why I feel like a maniac? I stand up tried to take a shower and refresh my mind.
After the cold shower, I poured a glass of whiskey and bringing it to my room. I sit on my headboard my feet cross. I didn't bring the magazine in my room. I hate myself to feel this way to her, though she hurt me in unexpected way I don't have the right to act like a moron. I like her, I'm in love with her. "To whom? To the simple or sophisticated Courtney?"my mind said. I close my eyes. It's easy, to the Courtney that I fell in love with. The one who captured my heart and my attention. Not the model Courtney.
I drink my whiskey, put the glass back near my lampshade and I laid my back to my bed. My eyelids gets heavy and I drift to sleep. Courtney is in my mind.