The Playgirl by Mandi Leigh Austin

Allison's POV

I was sitting in my office, finishing up some paperwork, when the phone on my desk beeped and my secretary's voice chimed through.

"Miss Cooper?"

"Yes, Renée?"

"So sorry to bother you, but Mrs. Mitchell is here to see you, ma'am."

I smiled and shook my head. "It's ok. Let her in."

Katie entered my office like she was on a mission.

Katie is my best friend. We have been friends since middle school. I had just changed schools and she was the only one who actually came up, introduced herself and tried to make me feel welcome.

My Dad was in the Army. So, we moved a lot. It was the third middle school I had been to and I was only in sixth grade. So, needless to say, I stopped trying to make friends after the second time we moved.

However, that was the last time. My Dad went MIA in Afghanistan and he was never found. My mom wasn't the same after that and Katie helped me get through it. I couldn't have asked for a better friend.

Katie plopped down in the chair on the other side of my desk and started raiding my candy jar. "Ok, so, what are your plans tonight?"

I shook my head and laughed. "Well, hello, Katie. How are you today?"

She waved her hand around dismissively. "Oh, yeah, hi...I'm good and you're good and you're doing what tonight, exactly?"

I laughed. "Ok, well, I didn't have concrete plans, but I was thinking about seeing what Blake and Madeline were up to."

"Seriously?!" She asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"What?" I asked her, confused.

"What is the deal with them?"

"What do you mean? We get together and f*ck."

"Yeah, but they don't want more than that from you?"

I was still confused. "Like, what?"

Katie popped a Hershey's Kiss in her mouth before she spoke. "Like a relationship, maybe?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "Blake asks to take me out on 'real' dates all the time, but I always say no. Madeline is in a relationship with a guy and he knows about what goes on between us."

Her mouth dropped open."Really?! And he's good with that?"

"Well, yeah, isn't it every guy's wet dream? Sometimes, he even watches."

That was all she needed to know about what went on between the three of us.

I winked and she scrunched her nose, making me laugh. "What?"

"You need to quit messing around and settle down, girl! You aren't getting any younger, you know!"

I rolled my eyes at her. "I'm 28, Katie! I have plenty of time to 'settle down' if that's what I choose to do."

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Miss Cooper, if you don't need anything else, I'm gonna take off for the night," Renée said as she stood in the doorway, holding the door partially open.

I smiled. "Thank you, Renée. I'm all set. Have a good night."

She smiled back. "You as well. Good night, Mrs. Mitchell."

Katie waved. "Night, Renée."

When she closed the door, Katie was on me again. "Are you sleeping with Renée, too?"

I scoffed. "God, no! She is my secretary! I don't do interoffice relations."

"Mmhmm...well, anyway...you should come out with Evan and me! He has a friend that I'd like you to meet!"

I sighed. She just doesn't get it.

"Katie, I don't want a boyfriend right now. I'm happy with the way things are."

She stuck out her lip and pouted at me, giving me puppy dog eyes.

"Ok, fine," I rolled my eyes. "I'll meet for dinner and drinks with you guys if that'll make you happy."

"Yay!! You will love him! I just know it!"

I shook my head and laughed.

Don't bet on it...

"Ok, so, how about Saturday? Say around six?" I asked.

She hops up out of her seat and hugs me. "Ok, I'll let Evan know!"

Mason's POV

"Dude, you gotta come out with us on Saturday. Katie has a friend she wants you to meet. Do a double date, kinda thing," Evan said as we entered the parking garage.

I laughed. "You mean a blind date."

Evan shrugged. "Same thing."

I shook my head. "No, man. Not even close to the same thing at all! I've never met this woman."

"Hold up." Evan pulled his phone out of his pocket and started thumbing through it. "Aha! Her Facebook picture! Here," he said, shoving his phone at me.

On it, was a picture of the most drop-dead gorgeous woman I have ever seen. She had long, slender legs, golden, curly, voluminous hair and a nice, tight, round ass.

I gave him his phone back. "Wow..."

"So?..." Evan pried, looking for an answer.

It might not be so bad, but then again, why was this beautiful woman still available?

"Ok, I'll do it," I agreed.

Evan smiled. "Alright, sweet! Katie will be thrilled."

He started towards his car and stopped. "Oh, yeah, Saturday at six. I'll let you know where. Just don't make plans."

I shook my head. "Ok, man, sounds good."

Allison's POV

When I got home, I noticed that Blake had left me a text saying that he was going to come over. So, I immediately hopped in the shower.

I was rinsing my hair, when I felt big hands run down the sides of my body. I wiped the water from my face and opened my eyes to see a very naked, very hard Blake standing before me.

"Mmm....hi there, handsome," I purred.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in close to him, his erection pressing against my mound.

"You left the door unlocked again," he scolded.

I ran my fingers through his hair, "Oh, yeah? Hmm...that wasn't intentional or anything..."

His eyes narrowed in playful anger. "I'd believe that if you weren't always leaving it unlocked."

I shrugged my shoulder. "Yeah, well, what can I say? I forget." I smirked at him. "Now, are you gonna f*ck me or what?"

He smiled down at me and scooped me up.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and he backed me up against the cold tile. "Oh!"

"I have been hoping for this all day," he growled.

His lips were on me, trailing kisses down my neck. He pushed himself inside me in one swift movement. I yelled out as his huge member filled me.

"Oh, Blake!"

He thrust in and out of me quickly, my wet hair clinging to the tile behind me. His hands were on my *ss, clutching onto it as he moved me up and down.

"Mmm..." he moaned.

He set me down, flipped me around and pushed my back down so that I was bent over in front of him. Then, he entered me from behind, hands on my hips, slamming into me over and over again.

"Oh, yes!" I cried, reaching my hands out in front of me and bracing myself against the wall.

"Mmm....you like that, baby?" he asked.

"Mmm...yes, don't stop!"

Water rained down over us as Blake continued to penetrate me harder. The pressure was building inside me bringing me to orgasm.

"Oh, f*ck!"

When I was finished, I broke apart from Blake, turned around and got on my knees. I took his shaft into my hands and stroked it.

"Mmm...Allison..."

I licked up his length and put it all the way in my mouth slowly until my lips touched the base. Then, I pulled it out and did it again. After a couple of times doing that, Blake laced his fingers in my wet hair and forced my head down on him until it was deep in my throat. He yanked my head back to look at him, drool running down my chin.

"You are so f*cking sexy," he said, his voice gruff.

I smiled up at him and he shoved my head back down on his member, tilting his hips into me so that I could take more of it. He kept f*cking my face until he pulled back to release all over it. I was covered and dripping with semen and saliva.

I stood up to wash off my face and chest. Then, turned around to face Blake. "Mmm...that was so much fun."

He pulled me into him and kissed me hungrily. "Amazing."

We got out of the shower and headed to the bedroom. Before I could go anywhere, Blake swept me up off of my feet into a bridal carry and went over to the bed, laying me down. Then, he climbed on top of me.

"Blake, what are you doing?" I giggled.

"I'm not done with you yet."

I smiled at him. "Mmm...I was hoping you weren't..."

Just like that, his lips were on me again and we f*cked hard.

****

After a couple more sessions, I had to call it a night.

"Ok, time to go. I gotta work in the morning," I told him as I got up from the bed and went into the kitchen for some water.

Blake followed behind me. "What if I just stayed here? We could have morning sex before work tomorrow."

He smiled at me and I shook my head, giving him the 'I don't think so' look.

"We don't do that and you know it, Blake."

A sad expression washed over his face. He was still standing there naked and it was really hard not to stare.

"Come on, Allison. Just once. You might enjoy it."

I brushed past him and into my bedroom, throwing on some pajamas. "Blake, staying the night is for couples or really drunk people. We are neither of those."

"Allison..."

I picked up his clothes and put them in his arms. "No, Blake. Now, get dressed and go."

He threw his clothes on and made his way to the front door. "Don't forget to lock up," he winked at me and leaned down, placing a single kiss on my lips.

"Night, Blake." I closed the door, locked it and went to bed. I thought about Blake and what he said.

He's a great guy, but I'm just not looking for a relationship right now. He, however, might be.

It may be time to cut ties with Blake...