A Job Well Dosye
A Job Well Done
Ford
I was on my way to the conference room where we were holding the interviews for the last four of the twelve
we were interviewing this week. We were making our decisions after this interview. I reviewed the four files. Three of them I was okay with, but one I didn’t think would be a good fit for us. He had a temper, he had three assault charges that were dropped, and I wanted to know why, but they were all bar fights. But when Ava called, my focus went straight to my girl. I texted the guys, told them something had come up with Isha, and I was taking care of it. I told them the three I liked, but I wanted answers to the assault charges for the
fourth before we made a decision about him.
Mic: What happened? We should all be there.
We can’t all be there, we have to get these interviews done. I’ve got this. Ava gave her some sort of news that she didn’t take well, and I guess she passed out. I’m going to get to her. Don’t worry, I’ll keep you all posted.
Dawson: Take her to the hospital, we’ll be there asap.
Davis: Maybe her blood sugar is low. Get her some sugar water, or oj, there’s some in the fridge.
On it
I closed the thread and ran to my car. I broke every speed limit and ran red lights. I got to our house in ten
minutes instead of the twenty it usually took or forty if there was traffic. I ran into the house and was about
to shout for Isha when I saw the two women on the couch. Ava laid one way as she hugged Isha’s legs to her
body and Isha was facing me, her face in peaceful sleep. God, she was so beautiful. My racing heart
steadied, and I crouched down to run’my fingers over her soft cheek.
Her eyelids fluttered, and then opened. They were unfocused and for a minute she smiled beautifully at me
and then her smile dropped and tears sprang into her eyes. I gently extracted her from Ava and carried her to
her room.
“Princess, what’s wrong?” I asked her gently.
“Aria is going to hate me,” she said, and then burst into sobs.
I was so confused. She tried to explain to me between her uncontrollable crying, but it was all a jumble of
words. So I did the only thing I could think of to calm her down. She was in a cute little white sundress, so I
laid her on the bed as she was explaining, not paying attention to me at all, and I reached under her dress to
pull her panties down, and while she was hiccuping between sobs, I buried my face in her pretty c*nt and
licked her for all I was worth. She gasped and shuddered violently. She called out my name as I swirled my
tongue around her wet p*ssy and then f*cked her relentlessly with my fingers. I sucked on her clit and flicked
it rapidly and had her screaming my name as she grabbed my hair and smashed her juicy p*ssy against my face. She came hard, and I lapped up all her delicious cream. I kissed her thighs as she calmed down. Her breathing was more relaxed.
“Now, tell me, what’s wrong?”
She did. She told all about her Nana’s and Aria’s history. I curled my lips into my mouth, trying my hardest not to burst out laughing. Aria will be the first to admit she was a right old b*tch when she was younger and
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if it wasn’t for Patrick saving her from herself, she would have probably been insufferable as she got older. Aria changed dramatically when Patrick and she met. They hated each other at first. Patrick thought he was so superior to those around him and Aria thought, because of her extreme beauty, everyone should bow down to her. She and Patrick butted heads like crazy until one night, a stalker of Aria’s attacked and Patrick saved her life. After that, they were inseparable. Patrick found that having someone as delicate and beautiful as Aria softened his rigid edges and Aria found having someone devote themselves to her and teaching her to look past her own self–importance. She found a purpose in heading charities and thinking about someone else’s well–being rather than her own. Meeting each other changed both of their lives, and they became better people for it. Aria quit modeling and dedicated herself to helping those less fortunate and also opening her own modeling agency to guide the next generation in not only their beauty but to be the bigger person also.
“Isha, baby. Everything will be okay. Aria isn’t the same person she used to be when she was younger. They are so excited to meet you and, trust me, they know who you are. Please don’t take any offense to this, but anyone who is associated with Dawson Becks gets background checks on them. Even Mic, Davis and I got one from the Becks family. They are very protective of him. He’s an only child. So, trust me when I say, they know who you are, who your family is, and everything about you.”
“Including my divorce?”
“Yes, and when I say they disliked Jason very much when they met him, trust me, they loathed him. Patrick saw right away he was a selfish prick. You have nothing to be worried about. Now, I want you to spread those pretty thighs for me more so I can f*ck you.”
She huffed and giggled but did as I said. I divested myself of my clothes as quickly as I could and then took her sundress off. I sucked in a breath at the site of her perfect t*ts. I kneaded them and then buried my face in her cleavage and inhaled deeply. Hmmm, she smelled like vanilla and sunshine with a hint of lemon. So f*cking good. I licked her cleavage and then took a n*pple in my mouth and sucked hard. She cried out and arched her body to feed me more of her delicious breast. I moved to the other and gave it the same ministrations. She was begging me to fill her and, since I didn’t want to disappoint her, I brought myself to her entrance and with a hard thrust I buried myself balls deep.
“Yes!” she cried out. I brought my arms under her legs and lifted them. I pulled out and slammed back in over and over. Her p*ssy sucking me in and keeping me from pulling all the way out. She had a f*cking grip on my c*ck, and I loved it. I leaned forward, bending her in half. I won’t be able to get her in this position much longer, so I took advantage. I captured her mouth with mine, and then sucked on her jaw and neck as I pummeled her p*ssy. Her screams and cries of ecstasy had me riding her harder and faster. Her wet heat made it easy to move in and out of her.
“Oh, Oh, I’m going to c*m,” she panted out. I pulled out fast and dropped to her p*ssy to shove my tongue into her. I wanted her to c*m on my tongue so I could taste her juicy c*nt. She exploded, her muscles clenched around my tongue as I moved it all around inside of her. She squirted a little and I moaned, making her squeal and squirt more. When she was finished, I stood fast and slammed back into her. I pumped six more times before I threw my head back and roared as my orgasm zinged up my spine and had me going ramrod steel as I pumped my c*m into her.”
“F*ck that was hot, I’m going to go attack Aaron at his office now. See you later Isha, glad you’re feeling better,” Ava called out.
She giggled and buried her face in my neck. She wrapped herself around me and I rolled, so I was Iving on
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the bed, and she was on top of me 1y d*ck still buried in ber
“I love you so much, Ford You always know how to make me feel better
“I love you too, My Naughty Princess. It’s my job to make sure you’re #ways happy 16 The
sad.”
“Do you really think she’s going to like me?”
“I do baby, I really do. And when they find out tonight that you’re pregnant, you’re gig to maste more ecstatic. She’s wanted to be a grandma for a long time
“Even if it might not be her blood?”
“Yes my love. She will love it just the same. We’re all her sons, she’s told us that over and over
She took a deep breath and nodded.
“Well, since I’m all better, I need to get started on dinner. I’m making spicy noodes and gatic bet bites with cheesy garlic pull–apart bread. Oh, and a garden salad with a balsamic vinaigrette dressing to you think they will like that?”
“Yes, I think they will love it.”
“Okay, you go back to work. I know you guys have those interviews to finish, and then you all are picking out who you like. I’ll be fine. I have the dogs, and I’ll work better alone.”
“If you’re sure?” I asked.
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Okay, Princess. I love you. Make sure you drink some water and a glass of o
“I will, I love you too.”
We kissed and then we dressed quickly. I gave her one last kiss before walking out the door. Yep, I did a job well done, time to go do another.
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