“Was it as great for you as it was for me?” He whispered lowly, panting still.
Recovering my breath I managed to say, “Yes… oh yes, amazing…”
Steele squeezed me tightly then retreated to the bathroom. I scurried grabbing my panties and dress. I jumped out of the most comfortable bed in the world and made myself presentable. I was drained of so much energy, my legs momentarily wobbled. My hair was a mass of knots. I tried to calm the, I’ve just been fucked hairdo. Steele reentered the room fully dressed. Damn, he looked so hot in his loose, torn jeans and a white shirt that was not tucked in. His hair was slightly wet and wavy.
“So my slim beauty. I would like to thank you for getting sick… all of you… you turned out to be quite a little liar.” He chuckled.
“Yes, about that—was this for real?” I blushed. I flashed my eyes coyly down at his package.
“Most definitely…” he confidently said. All I could do was beam. “Now that we have shared so much… I suppose you understand—my need for you to lie. But, I want you to know from the moment I first meet you, I fell, as you did. This doesn’t work with, well, other woman quite the same way it has for you. And, when you lied to me in my office, my cock and I both knew you were the one Grey-Ana,” he paused, narrowing his eyes. I quickly interjected.
“Oh my god… You knew I—” My face blanched, surely.
“Well, sweetie of course I knew you were not Bleu-Rae, and that you are Grey-Ana.” He sat down in an oversized lounger then motioned for me to sit next to him. With trepidation I took a sit next to him. I felt terrible he knew and that I lied.
“I am so sorry for lying to you. I have never lied in my entire life.” I said with conviction. I hung my head in shame. His long fingered hand tilted my chin up to his face. His eyes pierced into mine. My heart fluttered like butterfly wings. I felt so terrible. “How did you know that I wasn’t really Rae?”
“Well, for one—my people do background checks on all the girls I interview. So, I knew you—my mistake,” he paused. “I knew that Rae had a twin sister, which is you in hind-site. Before you came to the office we had specifically asked Rae to sign in using her first name. We give secret codes to each girl, different task to perform to see how they follow directions. You failed miserably. I watched you on our live hidden camera and you hesitated when signing in”—At this point I felt like following in my inner goddess shoes and throwing myself into the fireplace—“We also had emailed Rae a questionnaire, she commented on how much she loved that we were on the thirteen floor, so when you acted superstitious about going to the thirteen floor we knew something was up… there were other signs too. Your nose is slightly turned up, more so than Rae’s—details my dear, and well your lips. She told us she had just had injections,” he shrugged. “And, the biggest one of them all was when you out right lied to me in the office. This triggered, no pun intend, my big little secret—” He patted his crotched—“the nose knows,” He chuckled. “Remember, the insight that I had mentioned, I have? Uh-huh… I am sure you do.”
“Yes…” I nodded, wincing inwardly.
“I can gauge when someone is lying to me. Shall I go on?” He sighed.
“No. I guess you are pretty mad at me for impersonating Rae.” I pouted. “I am so sorry.” I paused. “Wait you knew all along, didn’t you? That’s terrible.” I blurted out not allowing him to answer. “This whole thing was a rouse on me.”
“Well, not everything.” He patted his crotch again.
“Why did you go to such extreme theatrics? Was the blindfold, the blonde Stepford wives employees—all of it to teach me a lesson?” I hung my head in shame. Of course, he just sat there, quietly, un-phased and empowered, allowing me to wonder. “So I guess that’s why you offered me the assistant position, instead of being a contestant. You probably don’t want me to do that now, either.” I whined. “Please don’t blame Rae by punishing her—please give her the part on your show… she was sick that’s the only reason we pulled the imposter shenanigan.” A tear fell from my eye. I was emotionally charged.
“Shhhhh, don’t cry and no, I don’t want to punish either one of you. Actually, I am impressed you had the tenacity to stand in for her. Hey, that’s what twins do.” He smiled and winked at me. “And, I still want you”—he tickled me—I giggled—“to be my assistant with all the lies flying I need to keep you near, to keep an eye—two eyes on you.”
“I have never lied before in my life, until now.” I adamantly stated.
“Yes, I know that too.”
“Uh. How did you know?” I inquisitively beseeched him for an answer.
“Well, when you passed out I called my office and got your sister’s number. She was very informative. Besides being under the weather, she has diarrhea of the mouth. She told me everything I wanted to know,” He chuckled.
“Yeah, I bet she did.” I was suspicious of Rae. She wanted my dream man. Too late now, he’s mine, bitch.
“Hey, do I detect some sister rivalry?” His lips curled downward. I peeked up at him through my dark thick eyelashes. I ached to hear something positive. “Don’t be mad at her. She’s a good kid and loves you. I figured if you were willing to lie like the devil, you would do the same for me, and then some. You know… that’s a fringe benefit for me and I hope you will see it that way too.” I blushed. I knew what he was referring to.
“So what is the deal with the delicious apples and the juice—are they really special apples? They really turned up the heat in me.”
“Hummm… well you will have to decide that one for yourself.” Suddenly an apple appeared in his hand. He traced the smooth skin against my cheek and rolled it, stopping on my mouth. God, he was so romantic. He had skills. I looked up into his beautiful gray eyes… and sensuously licked my lips and took a bite of the apple. I slowly chewed; it was more delicious than the one before. Suddenly, I felt so naughty. Heat raced to my feminine core. Wow, was this sudden onset of feeling horny my imagination, or were these apples really the best aphrodisiac in the world?
“Mr. Maximillion… I am so horny again…” I squirmed in the seat.
“I feel that same way…” he winked, and lifted me onto his lap. I didn’t resist.
“So, if I work for you… are these apples something you give to all the women in the office?” I really didn’t want to hear the answer to this one… he best lie to me.
“Let me just say no one lies like you.” He winked raising a single brow.
“Oh I hate you.” I stammered. ‘I hate you more than anyone in this entire world.” I lied. Slowly, in a circular motion I grinded my hips into his lap. And, like my new growing lying habit, his manhood grew like magic too. I was never as hungry for sex, then I was in this moment. My body ached to feel him again, channeling his huge vessel deep into my chamber.