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But those erotic images were suddenly interrupted by the sound of her cell phone.
“Hi sexy…”
She smiled “Hello Governor”
Randall Wheeler was officially nominated by the Republican Party as their candidate for the gubernatorial race in the state of Texas a couple of months ago and currently was in preparation for the upcoming election.
“I’m missing you baby where are you?”
The blonde could hear the fatigue in his voice “I’m meeting a friend and you?”
“I’m in this boring political party and I can’t wait to get out of here, I was actually thinking of going to your apartment tonight and maybe we could…”
Tina made a sexy laugh, the kind of laugh that never failed to arouse Randall Wheeler.
“I like what you’re thinking but I can’t tonight, I’m sorry honey”
“This friend of yours, do I know him?”
The firmness in his voice didn’t go unnoticed to the blonde “No, I don’t think so”
Randall was a very attractive man and women drool over him but he wanted only Tina Kennard “Should I be jealous?”
The blonde loved this possessive side of him in fact it’s one of the things that she liked about Randall.
“You should if the person that I’m going to meet is a man but it’s going to be a woman,” the blonde said seductively
“Good cause Tina you’re mine and please don’t ever forget that”
“I won’t baby”
“So can I see you tomorrow?”
“Sure”
“I’ll pick you up at your office at six”
“I’ll be waiting”
“Goodnight sexy”
“Goodnight Mr. Governor”
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Bette’s knees were shaking as she climbed the stairs. She could still hear the faint sound of the crazy music from the lower level. She had never been to Freedom Bar before but given the nature of her meeting with Isabella, she thought the place was a lesbian bar thankfully it wasn’t. Her eyes roamed around the moment she reached the upper level. She was quite surprised at how cozy it looked and she especially liked the fact that there weren’t that much customers that night.
She noticed that the upper level only had about ten to eleven tables, which were placed strategically distant from each other to give its patrons good amount of privacy. From where she was standing, Bette tried to eye each table to find Isabella but all she could see were couples.
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I think that I really really like this story. It may start out as a business proposition but it has potential to be so much more. I can’t WAIT to read more. Thanks for posting!!!
*sigh *smiling
great story.
I think I am loving this. I would be taking that job. But Better needs to tell Tina about Angie.
I’ve read this before but don’t see my reply! I love, love this story!
I’m having major Phacey withdrawal so I’m re reading these stories! Anyone with me on missing Phacey?