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Chapter 29
*DING*
“I can’t believe after all the fun we’ve had today you end up bringing me here,” said Liz, as she watched Max press the button that would take the elevator to the floor his office was on.
Max turned, took one look at her beautiful pouting lips and smiled. He couldn’t help remembering the way they had spent their day; or how Liz had tricked him.
“Hey, it’s not that I didn’t have fun today at Joey’s Pool Hall, it’s just that I really need to go into the office to take care of a few things,” said Max.
“It was fun today. I nearly died of laughter when you thought the pool hall was going to be full of big sweaty biker men drinking beer and smoking.”
“I did get a shock when I walked into that building. It’s a very classy place. I love the fact that they have a dance floor on the higher level and the pool tables on the lower one.”
“Oh you wait until you go in there in the evening. It has a whole different atmosphere. It’s like going to your favourite club to dance and yet you have all the fun of playing pool in between. You have to book in advance for the evening though, it gets that busy,” said Liz.
“Well that’s another date we can go on then. I’ll look forward to going there at night.”
“I really enjoyed myself today Max, especially when I won the bet.”
“Oh I bet you did. You know you could have warned me BEFORE I accepted the bet that you used to date a pro pool player.”
Liz laughed.
“Of course I wasn’t going to tell you that Max. What girl could refuse a bet like that?”
“God, I’m dreading what you’re going to come up with.”
“The look on your face was priceless when I sunk all those balls on my first break,” laughed Liz.
“That’s because I knew I was in trouble.”
“Well you know a deal is a deal right?”
“I won’t renege on our bet Liz but just remember I’m not used to this kind of stuff,” said Max.
Liz’s eyes suddenly lit up and she moved closer to Max, placing her hand on his hard, muscular, shirt covered chest.
“You know, I don’t think I’ve ever had sex in an elevator before.”
“And you’re not going to now either,” said Max, his eyes wide as saucers.
Liz’s smile turned predatory. She slowly moved her hand across the expanse of his chest and started to undo the top buttons of his crisp white shirt.
“Oh and why not?”
Max gently grabbed her hand to halt her descent on his buttons. He rested his forehead against hers and whispered, “Because anyone could walk in here. Not to mention that there is a camera in here.”
He pointed the lens out to Liz.
“Oh poo,” Liz sighed. “I guess I’ll have to settle for this then.”
Liz stood on tiptoe, fisted the hair at the nape of his neck and brought him down for a searing kiss.
*DING*
“Whoa, did you hear bells?” asked Liz, in a daze.
“Uh Liz, I think that was the elevator signalling our arrival.”
As the doors to the lift opened, the noise of a busy office hit their ears. Phones were ringing, slight murmur of voices in the background and people bustling around the office with a purpose.
“Wow you’re a bunch of busy little beavers here aren’t you?”
“Yeah, my dad doesn’t like time to be wasted,” said Max.
“Where is the ladies room? I need to go and powder my nose,” said Liz.
“Just go through those doors over there and it’s the second door on the left.”
“Okay thanks. I’ll meet you in your office. Where is it by the way?”
“My office is just down there on the left,” said Max, pointing down the hallway.
Liz manoeuvred her way through the desks and headed out towards the toilets. Max headed towards his office, making a quick stop along the way.
“Good afternoon Carrie,” said Max.
“Max, I didn’t expect you in today. Is that Miss Parker?”
“Yes Carrie, that’s Miss Parker. I just popped into the office to pick up those Parker reports we were working on yesterday, make a few phone calls and then I’ll be leaving for the rest of the day.”
“Okay Max, I’ll just print off the reports and then I’ll bring them to you. Oh and here are your messages for today.”
“Thanks Carrie,” replied Max, as he headed towards his office.
*******
This was her chance. She never expected Max Evans to show up today. According to his secretary, he was out for the day. She couldn’t believe her luck.
She had done extensive research into Evans, Davenport & Sears. Max Evans was the son of Phillip Evans, the majority shareholder of the company. He liked to run every morning, was a workaholic, single and best of all, according to her sources, he was very naive. That made him an easy target to wrap around her finger. Yes, Max was the perfect candidate for her to sleep her way to the top. What better way than the boss’s son?
He was the youngest lawyer to land the infamous Parker account and many personal details had been printed about him in the press. That’s one of the reasons she chose her internship here.
She unbuttoned the two top buttons of her blouse, exposing her ample breasts. She stood in the open doorway of his office; one hand on the door frame, the other placed seductively on her hip.
Max was so engrossed in reading his messages that he didn’t notice the woman blocking his path to his office. If she hadn’t of spoken to him first he would have ran into her.
“Hi Max, my name is Pamela and I’m your new intern,” she said, flicking her long blonde hair behind her shoulder, making sure Max got an eyeful of her breasts.
Max’s head shot up from the messages he was looking at and was left speechless. First of all she had called him Max. Secondly, her breasts were practically jumping out of her blouse and didn’t leave much to the imagination. Thirdly, he didn’t even know where this woman had come from.
“I just wanted to let you know that I’m ready, willing and perfectly able to give you ANY help you need,” said Pamela, shoving her breasts further into his face.
*******
Liz had just come back from the ladies room, walked around the corner towards Max’s office when she noticed the blonde bimbo standing seductively in his doorway, heard her offer her SERVICES to Max and practically shoved her breasts in his face.
To Liz’s surprise, she instantly felt jealous that this little harpy was trying to get HER Max. A streak of possessiveness ran through her body.
“Oh there is no WAY you are getting your claws into him bitch.”
********
Now Max, being Max missed the undercurrent tone to her voice.
“Well that’s very kind of you; Pamela was it?”
“Yes, that’s right. But you can just call me Pam if you like." She said in what she thought was a flirty tone.
“It’s so great to have people on board who are conscientious and hard working.”
Liz rolled her eyes and almost laughed out loud at Max’s response, he could be so dense sometimes for such an intelligent man. No, not dense, a little naive maybe?
Liz stepped out from her hiding place and calmly walked up to Max.
“Wow, just for a second, I thought I’d walked into the offices of Maxim,” said Liz, sending death glares to the tart that was still obstructing Max’s office.
“What? Where?” asked Max, confused.
“Are you referring to me?” asked Pamela, aware of what this little brunette girl was hinting at.
“Yep, I’m referring to you." Liz rolled her eyes and pointed at the other woman's obvious fake breasts. "It's a wonder you can even stand up straight with those two tons of plastic waste you have sitting there on your chest!"
“I was just...”
“I know exactly what you were doing,” said Liz, narrowing her eyes. “And if you know what’s good for you, I suggest you use your brain to get ahead in this company. Now go and make me a coffee.”
“EXCUSE ME?”
“Wow, deaf as well as dumb. You just pour the contents of the pot into a mug and add sugar. It’s not rocket science. I’m sure someone with your IQ can handle it,” smirked Liz. "Oh and try not to stand too close to the heating pad on the coffee maker. We wouldn’t want all that plastic in your chest to melt now would we?”
“For your information, I. DON’T. WORK. FOR. YOU.” said Pamela, poking Liz in the shoulder expressing each word.
“Erm... I suggest you don’t do that Pamela,” said Max, as he watched Liz’s face grow murderous with each poke of the intern’s finger.
“No? So who do you work for then?” asked Liz, ignoring Max’s attempt to calm the situation.
“I work for Max,” said Pamela, as she placed a hand on his chest. “Isn’t that right Max?”
There was no way this little mousy thing was any match for her.
Max quickly removed the hand that was on his chest as if it had burned him.
“First of all, I’m Mr Evans to you Pamela. Secondly, don’t ever touch me like that again. Thirdly, I work for her. If she tells you to get her a coffee then you damn well do it!”
Totally ignoring Max’s outburst she turned around to face the small brunette, totally pissed that this snip of a girl had already gotten her in trouble with the boss’ son.
"Just who the hell do you think you are bitch?"
“Uh Pamela, that’s Liz Parker. You know the daughter to Jeff Parker our firm’s largest client.”
Pamela turned white, muttered something under her breath, started to redo her buttons and walked off in the opposite direction.
It had taken all of Liz’s restraint not to scratch the harpy’s eyeballs out when she DARED place her hand on his chest.
“The nerve of that little bitch! Can you believe it? How dare she touch what’s mine.”
“What?” asked Max, looking at Liz like she’d grown two heads. He couldn’t believe what had just come out of her mouth.
“I said, how dare she touch what’s mine!”
Liz grabbed hold of the front of Max’s shirt and propelled him into the office. She immediately slammed the door shut with her foot and proceeded to pull Max’s shirt from his trousers. Luckily the office windows had blinds on them, which were currently closed.
“Liz, we can’t do this here. It’s a worse spot than the elevator!”
“Mine!” was all Liz growled out before she grabbed his head and pulled him down for a searing kiss.
At first Max was shocked by her outburst, but he couldn’t help the rush he felt as she claimed her stake in him. She continued to kiss him fiercely, exploring every part of his mouth with her tongue.
Something primal had snapped inside of Liz and she was not going to take no for an answer this time. She manoeuvred Max so he was standing behind his massive mahogany desk.
Max gently untangled himself from Liz. She was causing him to lose his grip on reality. All he wanted to do was sweep everything off his desk and take her there but he knew that anyone could walk in on them.
“Liz, we can’t do this here,” he stated, in a determined voice.
Liz ignored Max and started to undress herself. She seductively removed her blouse, pulled the zip on her skirt and wiggled her hips out of the tight garment, allowing it to pool on the floor at her feet. She stepped out of her skirt, unclipped her bra, threw it across the room and stalked towards Max.
Max’s eyes were popping out of his head. Liz was wearing very sexy, skin coloured, lingerie. Her lacy bra, which was now hanging off his desk lamp, little boy short panties which showed her ass cheeks off to perfection, oh so gorgeous lacy hold ups and the icing on the cake? Black high heeled shoes.
A deep, almost primal, growl left Max’s lips as he drank in the sight of his gorgeous girlfriend.
Liz made quick work of removing his trousers and boxer shorts. She was about to remove his shirt when both of them heard Max’s fathers voice outside the office door.
“Did I hear you right Carrie? You said Max was in his office.”
They could hear her muffled reply.
“SHIT Liz he’s coming here! Get your clothes back on!” whispered a frantic Max.
The door handle started to move.
“No time,” said Liz, giggling.
They both turned their heads towards the door, frozen in fear.
As the door started to open, they heard Carrie’s voice.
“Oh Mr Evans, here are those reports that you wanted from Max.”
The door stopped moving.
This snapped both Max and Liz out of their shocked state. Max grabbed hold of Liz and started to push her behind the water cooler in his office, his pants around his ankles making the movement clumsy.
“What? Max you’ve got to be kidding me? I may be small but I’m not THAT small,” whispered Liz.
Max then pulled her towards some filing cabinets.
“Erm, Max there’s no space behind them. What do you want me to do? Get into one of the drawers?”
“Liz this is no laughing matter. If my father finds you in this state of undress we are in big trouble!”
“You’re a grown man Max. What could you father possibly do?” whispered Liz.
“Erm, tell your father!”
This made Liz visibly pale.
The door started opening again.
“Quick, under the desk!” said Max, shoving her in the small opening.
Just as the door opened fully, Max managed to sit down in his chair, scooting his legs under the desk as far as Liz’s body would allow, hiding the fact that his trousers and boxer shorts were still around his ankles.
Max was just about to rejoice about avoiding a rather embarrassing moment when he noticed Liz’s bra hanging from his desk lamp.
“Max,” said Phillip, as he turned to enter his office.
Max quickly grabbed Liz’s bra and shoved it under the desk. He prayed to God that his father wouldn’t want him to move or he would be caught red handed.
“Max, I didn’t think you were coming in today,” said his father, as he walked into the office.
“I just had a few things to do here and then I’m heading back out again.”
“Are you alright Max?” asked Phillip.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Why?”
“Well you just seem a little flushed,” said Phillip.
This made Max blush from the tips of his ears down to his neck.
Liz had to place her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle that was about to erupt.
As Max and Phillip carried on their conversation Liz noticed that Max’s cock was still hard and standing proud, right in front of her. An evil smile spread across her face. Oh yes, this was going to be fun.
She wrapped her small hand around his throbbing cock and started a steady rhythm.
Max jumped, his knees hitting the underneath of the desk, as he felt her warm hand wrap around him. He couldn’t believe that she was doing this while his father was standing in front of him. He tried moving his legs to push her away but his damn pants were restricting his movements.
He tried to place, what he hoped would be, a stoic face. He couldn’t allow his father to find out about his and Liz’s relationship, well at least not at this moment in time.
“I’ve brought those documents that need to be signed by the end of the week,” said Phillip.
“That’s great. Just leave them on my desk and I’ll make sure I get them signed.”
“Okay, we need to get ahead on this case Max,” said Phillip.
Just as Phillip said ‘ahead’ on this case, Liz just happened to take Max fully into her mouth.
“Yes,” squeaked Max, as he felt Liz’s warm, moist mouth encase him fully.
“You know Max, you look a little stressed out. You need to do something to relax a bit, find some release,” said Phillip.
“Ohhhhhh,” sighed Max. Liz had just sucked Max deeper into her mouth and was swirling her tongue around the tip of his manhood.
“Don’t worry dad, I’m going to be releasing here very soon. Uh I mean sure thing dad.”
Liz was trying hard not to make a noise as she continued to pleasure Max under the desk. Although the danger of doing this was thrilling, she did not want her father finding out.
As Liz continued her steady rhythm she could tell Max was close to completion.
Max made the mistake of taking a quick glance under his desk. He could see and feel Liz’s soft brown hair flowing across his thighs, her head bobbing up and down. It was so incredibly sexy that Max had to fight a deep groan that was working its way up his throat.
“Max, are you okay?” asked Phillip. His son didn’t seem to have his mind fully on the job and that was highly unusual for Max.
“Uh, yeah dad, I’m ...”
Liz began to speed up the pace and cupped his sac.
“...FINE!” squeaked Max.
Phillip looked at his son strangely. He wasn’t quite sure what was going on with Max. Maybe he’d been working the boy too hard. He knew the Parker account could be difficult but he thought Max was handling it well. Maybe something else was bothering him.
“Max, you know you can tell me anything right?”
“Sure dad.”
“So if anything was up, you’d tell me right?”
“UP!” shouted Max as Liz deep throated him.
“Uh, I mean there’s nothing up here dad.”
Phillip shook his head in wonder. He really needed to let Max have a break soon.
“So Max, how are things going on the Parker account?”
“Oh things are definitely looking up,” replied Max.
Phillip turned and started walking towards the door.
“Good, that’s good. Just remember Max, keep the Parker’s happy no matter what.”
Liz gave Max a slight squeeze of his sac as she sucked down for the final time.
“GOD YESSSSSSS!” shouted Max, as he spilled his seed inside Liz.
Phillip turned to look at his son who had a strange faraway look on his face. Phillip made a mental note to give him a vacation soon before walking out of the door and closing it quietly behind him.
As Liz heard the door close, she pushed Max’s chair back a bit so she could get out of the cramped space. She headed towards the door and locked it.
“I should have done that earlier. We wouldn’t have been disturbed,” said Liz.
The sight of Liz’s sexy ass, swaying as she walked towards the door, had Max instantly hard again. It was only then that he realized his pants were still around his ankles. He was about to pull them up again when he felt Liz’s hands stopping his movement.
“Oh no you don’t mister!”
“Liz, we almost got caught!”
“But we didn’t Max. Besides, your father said that you had to do anything to make us happy.”
“I’m sure he wasn’t talking about this LIZ!”
Liz turned around so her back was facing Max. She slowly removed the little boy short panties down her legs, standing up to step out of them. If that didn’t get Max to abandon his reserve nothing would.
Watching Liz remove her panties was enough to make Max snap. He swiped his hand across the desk, sending the contents sprawling across the floor. He spun her around, lifted her onto the desk and started to kiss her passionately.
As Max’s tongue darted into her mouth, Liz opened fully to his invasion. This is what she had been working towards, to finally get Max just to let go.