I was sitting in my office staring out the window watching the waves bounce off the shoreline. After talking to Sean, I couldn't help but worry about being found out. I had worked hard to build a very successful business only to have it come crumbling down. Just with my fifteen percent take of Sean's contract and secured endorsements, it totaled more than twelve million a year and seventy-five percent of my company's profits.

Being a farmer's son living off the land and being poor as the day was long, wasn't me. I couldn't end up like my father dying penniless causing his one and only asset, the farm, to be auctioned off. So I went to college, got a MBA from UCLA, worked for the best sports management firm for eight years until I opened my own. I learned from the best, signed a couple of major baseball players, a few minor clients until I captured the big fish Sean.

Twenty million dollars a year for the next three years, with a guarantee of forty million, and that was just his football contract. His endorsements were actually more, making him one of Forbes Top 5 millionaire athletes. I had done that, with a three man operation and now I had hired another ten agents in less than four years. Looking down at Sean's portfolio my stomach ached. If I lost him as a client, I would probably lose everything including my reputation and my other clients.

Even before I stepped into managing him, he was a rising star. Prior to me he had two other agents and I promised him I would take him out to retirement. Everywhere I turned, agents were fighting to get his attention. They saw what I saw, but the only advantage I had over them was I had given him my word that he would have my undivided attention and that I would be able to diversify his holdings which I had done. Plus I cut my percentage because I knew with the amount of exposure coming in, I would still make my money. Even with my firm's size I was still ranked one of the best. With an additional twenty million from my roster I must say my company was well on its way to dominating the world of sports as long as Sean was on board.

He wanted to give to charitable organizations to help in health research, children mentorship programs and the improvement of care for the homeless and jobless. I even helped him to grow his side business of opening a graphics studio that was pulling in more than five to six million a year. I got him deals with the major studios and clients for his graphic animation business. I invested blood, sweat and tears to only have this blow up in my face, now I needed another plan and I needed it quick.

I opened his portfolio looking at his profile page. His potential was illimitable. He was ranked number one with 5500 in passing yardage in one season beating out Peyton Manning, 60 touchdown passes in last season, 80% passing completion rate, named MVP numerous times, Pro Bowl team pick five times and the way he kept going, his list of accolades would grow. Not just with the league's success, he was one of the highest paid football players and his endorsements were setting records.

People loved him as he was just a genuine person, a nice guy and the amount of passion he had for the game, people wanted to know him. Fan Day would be packed. Although his team didn't win the Super Bowl last year, the fans still rallied behind the team as they always had. They had won the SuperBowl once before, with Sean leading the charge and Jarreau along with his defensive team, they were beasts on the field.

When I attended practice the other day they looked even better than last year. Injuries were to a minimum and the whole team looked ready to play. They looked unstoppable this year, and their success would definitely be measured this season. They looked like a Super Bowl team again this year and they were hungry for it.

I stretched out my fingers. My shoulders were getting tight and my hands were starting to sweat. If Shae placed those contracts with the others would he read them? My only saving grace would be if he signed them without reading them. I turned from side to side in my chair. Could this day get any worst?

My phone started to ring. I wasn't going to answer it but I heard the video ring and an image appeared on my screen. Reading the text from Harry, my blogger, he claimed it was important to watch. Pressing the play button, I watched as Aries grabbed Lizzy's hair swinging her around. She got a loose but then after a few moments, he had her pinned against the wall. Her eyes were large as saucers and his expression looked deadly. Some guy pulled him off and some lady came to her aid.

Another text came in. 2 million views and counting. Harry texted. I wanted to scream. Shae had guaranteed Aries would fall in line with the plan. He was suppose to be proposing leaving Sean needing a life line- me. I had plans for him but now this, oh she would pay for this.

I heard my door opening. Looking out the massive window I could see Shae's reflection. Wearing a black sundress and stilettos she walked in closing the door.

"I want you naked and on your knees now!" I never turned my back from her as I watched her reflection through the window. She sat her purse down, untied the belt and toss it in the chair across from her. Next came her outfit, black lace bra and matching thong.

"Leave the pumps on. Undo your hair." She quickly made do as I watched her lower to her knees. I sat there continuing to watch the ocean tide.

"I want you ready for me."

"Did I do something..."

"Don't say a gotdamn word. Do as I say, or I will have you walking out this office as you are now."

I could see worry etched on her face. I turned around in my swivel chair as she raised her hands up and started to squeeze her taut buds. Her head lolled back as she started to enjoy. Watching her right hand travel up and down her body, the other one went in between her legs. My manhood was starting to twitch.

"That's right, make it wet for me. You know how I like it."

I got up walking towards her leaning on my desk with my arms crossed.

"Stand and come here," I commanded. She looked up and slowly lifted herself up. I unfolded my arms and ran my hand from the side of her face down between her breast. She let out a small moan.

"Why aren't the contracts signed Shae?" I pinched her ripen bud.

"I'm woooooorking on it," she managed to say.

"I am becoming very impatient and my generosity is starting to run real thin. I've invested too much making these deals happen and way too much on you. If you can't deliver I will have to find someone else to do the job." I squeezed the other bud and she began to squirm.

"I have been in the shadows but maybe I need to take the lead since I haven't gotten any results from you." I licked her up the side of her neck and whispered, "I always get what I want even if I have to take it. I own you and I can do whatever I want with you." I slid my fingers between her wet heat massaging that tiny pearl. Her head leaned back where I wrapped my other hand around the ends of her hair. Her neck was exposed leaving a well defined jugular.

"Such beauty to be wasted," I whispered up her throat.

"Please."

"Please what?" She started to move her body against my hand.

"I will do anything," she replied breathless.

"Have I not been good to you? I've given you the life that most can only fantasize about. You live quite well, have access like a superstar, jewelry, clothes, cars and all I ask is that you seal the deal. Two contracts is all I've asked for. I would say you have a very easy job." I inserted a finger inside of her, stroking her walls. Her moan became deep and her eyes rolled in her head.

"Is it really difficult to live the life of luxury and have to do so little to maintain it?"

She bit her lip.

"Answer me gotdamn it!"

"No, aahh."

I squeezed her nipple and rubbed against her pearl below sending shivers down her body and a stream of wetness.

"Then why don't I have those contracts?"

"I...promisz tohave em'." I added another digit to her wet folds. She grabbed onto my shoulder to keep her balance.

"How are you going to do that? Didn't you say that you put the contracts with the ones that his attorney reviewed?"

"Yes..."

"Did you notice anything?"

"Mmmh..."

"From what Sean told me, his attorney reviews all his contracts and make notes. Did the ones you slip in have notes?"

"Ah noooo."

I inserted a third finger. She squealed tensing up but her wetness was now covering my fingers.

"Oh god, I'm about..."

"If you do, I will send your ass packing. You suck it up until I tell you that you can have a release. You hear me?!"

She bit her lip trying to remain still. Water ran from her eyes as all three of my fingers remained inside of her.

"I will get them."

"When?"

"By the time he returns them. I guarantee it."

"You have two days. If they are not signed, you are officially cut off, meaning homeless, unemployed and left with nothing. Do I make myself clear?"

She nodded. "Yes."

I began to rotate my fingers. Her breathing was jagged as each one of my digits rotated in and out.

"Hands on the desk and spread your legs." Leaning forward she complied and I released my fingers.

I walked over to my desk ornament and opened the lid and grabbed a couple of condoms. I could see her eyes following me. They were glossy and her lips parted.

I locked my door and turned my attention back to her. Walking up behind her I rubbed her round cheeks. They were soft and more than a handful. Tracing the outline I kissed her spine all the way up to her neck.

"How bad do you want it?"

"Badly please."

"You mess this up, you will wish this was your punishment. Do you understand?" I removed my belt from my pants.

"Yes...I under...stand," she replied panting.

"Brace the desk."

Her hands grabbed ahold to the sides of the glass top. Picking up her thongs I pushed them in her mouth. Wrapping the belt around my hand and doubling it I spanked her. She moaned as her body jerked. I slapped her rear again, and again. She cried out as her backside began to turn dark red.

Her hair fell to the sides and the front. Her thick brown legs trembled. As she bent over, her wetness ran down the inside of her thighs and down her legs. Feeling my pants getting tighter, I was ready too.

Taking off my sports coat, unbuttoning my shirt and unzipping my pants, I slipped on the condom. Coming closer to her, I found her drenched opening. She spread her legs and I entered her in one long stroke. She raised up on her tippy toes and gripped her hands on the desk. Moving her hair to the side, I began to rock into her.

I removed her thongs and replaced them with my wet fingers. She sucked them working her body back and forth.

"That's it darling, that's right, show me how it's done."

"Yes daddy," she said staring at me like a certified pornstar. She worked what your mama gave her backing it up. I held on to her hips following stroke for stroke. I flipped on the music with the wireless remote as her moans grew louder. I pulled out grabbing her and tossing her across the desk. With legs spread wider, I went in like a sinking missile. Our bodies started slapping against one another and her back rubbed and squeaked against the glass.

"Ahhhhhmhhhhh yes," she called out as I got in the zone. I wanted her to feel every pulsating vein. I had her legs through the opening of my arms and her ankles were crossed at my back. I wanted her to know I meant business. She called out my name as I stroked her even harder. Her body shook but I wasn't letting go. I continued on this time licking up her stomach and across her buds. She twisted and turned. She grabbed on to my neck but I wasn't having it.

"Michael, damn ah ohhhhhhh." I flipped her over with her backside up. She was on her knees on the cool glass-top and she was panting. Taking my thumb I massaged her back opening. She balanced herself on her chest giving me full access to her backside. Spreading her cheeks she massaged them bringing herself back to a frenzy. Her eyes were dark and I had a feeling she was excited. Quickly switching the condom, I entered her tight opening. It didn't take long for her to adjust and next thing I knew she was riding me like the Lone Ranger. I couldn't help my own moans surfacing.

"Tight, so tight, good and tight."

"Only for you," she replied. I knew it was a lie but I didn't care. I worked her real good until I couldn't hold my own release. We both came around the same time. Her body seized along with mine. I pulled out. This wasn't suppose to be romantic. I owned her and nothing more.

I removed the condom but I was still hard. I had a very insatiable sex drive. I could go without but once in the zone, I could keep going on. Climbing off the desk she looked down. Licking her lips she got on her knees and finished me off until I was completely soft and spent.

Grabbing a kleenex off the desk I wiped myself off and put my pants back on. She tried to kiss me but I turned my head.

"Okayyy."

"Clean up, we need to talk."

Walking into my bathroom I quickly put my clothes back on and sprayed. I didn't need clients coming in and having my office smelling like a sex motel.

Moments later she walked out the bathroom looking almost like she did when she came in. As soon as she came out she stood against the wall. I was more than sure her ass was hurting and everything in between.

"This baby thing is not going to work. You need to let it go."

"No. You have a payday, I deserve one too."

"If he finds out you're not pregnant I will leave you out to hang for it. I told you this wouldn't work."

"You got rid of Ausef didn't you?"

"He was about to give you up. You ought to be thanking your lucky stars I jumped in when I did. I've thought about it and if Lizzy finds out, she will expose you."

"She won't. She's too busy with Aries. He's going to handle her."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yes."

"When was the last time you've spoke to him?"

She looked at me sideways. "A few hours ago?"

"Was that before or after he tried to strangle Lizzy?"

"What are you talking about? We have Sean right where we want him and Lizzy is out the picture. Aries wouldn't dare..."

I pressed play putting the phone in her face as the YouTube video of Aries and Lizzy's argument played out. Her eyes widen.

"I never told him to do that!"

"Well he did it and now I'm sure she went running to her one and only best friend."

"I'll fix it."

"...And how are you going to do that?"

"Don't worry about that, I will find a way."

She grabbed her phone out her purse. Her expression looked grim as I heard her mumbling to someone on the other line.

"What is it?"

"She's gone? She left in a taxi right after the fight."

"How do you know that?"

"I have friends in security at the stadium."

"So she's probably headed here." I walked back to sit in my chair. "She is suppose to be coming to Sean's Fan Day but with this new development I'm sure Sean is waiting on her now. Damn it! You told me Aries was proposing."

"He was, I'm not sure what happened." She threw her hands up and began to pace.

I picked up my phone trying to call Sean but it went to voicemail.

"You need to call that reject and figure out a way to make this right. This is your fault, I thought you had this under control?"

She paced from right to left except I could tell I gave her a real workout as she kept rubbing her backside and she was tilting a little. I was more than sure the little kitty was sore.

I went and pressed the button on my speaker phone. "Addie I need you to check to see if any flights from Atlanta to LA have come in within the last few hours or expected tonight or in the morning?"

"Yes sir, on it now."

"I am calling Sean," Shae said walking off towards the bar. "Hell I forgot I have his phone." She poured herself a vodka shot.

"You were the one that stole his phone?"

"Yeah!"

"Are you crazy?"

"I needed to keep tabs on him."

"Give it here?"

She went in her purse and passed it to me. I grabbed it slipping it in my drawer. Maybe I could use this as a peace offering later.

"I just tried to call him but he didn't answer. What makes you think he's really going to talk to you over me?" I crossed my arms and leaned back in the chair.

"I have to try something. I'll call his boys at the graphics office." She dialed and I could see her hoping that he would answer. I rolled my eyes.

"Shit! Voicemail."

"Sean and I spoke earlier and he thinks I'm on your side. He wants custody of this baby. I've tried talking him out of it but he's convinced he would be the better parent. This charade is not going to last long. If Lizzy comes, I have a feeling she's coming for Sean and to dethrone you. I overheard him and Jarreau talking in the locker room a few days ago and he's in love with her."

"I don't think he loves her like that. When she and I got into that fight he ran to me and basically dared her to say something."

"Say what you want, he was about to lose it this afternoon when he didn't hear from her. Maybe she needs to be removed from the scene."

"So you think I should target her? Cause confusion? Or take her out completely?"

"I have a feeling if she shows up today or tomorrow, things are going to be changing."

"Like in?"

"I wouldn't be surprised if he proposed."

"Nawl I don't see that."

"Come to think of it his re-signing bonus..." I stopped and called Gwen his team's accountant.

"Hello Gwen Hampton?"

"Gwen, this is your favorite sports agent Michael. Can you tell me if Sean's re-signing bonus came in? I'm trying to complete a financial profile for him but I don't have the number, could you please help me beautiful?"

She giggled. I think she had a little crush on me as I always brought her little trinkets to keep up the rapport. She was a paper pusher, numbers cruncher and if you saw her you would think it was no way the league would have hired her. She was plain, extremely large but smart as a whip.

"Let me see sugar." I could hear her typing on the other line. I waited getting even more impatient.

"Ah, he got it a few weeks ago."

"Really? I didn't get any correspondence."

"You wouldn't have, you are not listed to receive any."

"Can you tell me how much?"

"Sorry honey, can't give that out, but I will tell you it was quite significant."

"And there is no way you can help me out. I'm doing pre-season incomes for all my clients and Sean is the last person. Pretty please can you just help me out once?"

"I could get in trouble."

"Then you can come work for me. You would always have a job here."

"Sorry sweet cheeks, I'm about to become Sr. VP of Financial Services and I can't afford to mess that up. What I can tell you is that Mr. Harrison, the owner, presented the check to him. When I walked in his office to give it to him a jeweler was there and he was looking at rings."

"What kind of rings?"

"Diamonds, sapphires and rubies."

"For a woman?"

"Possibly or maybe they were gearing up looking at possible Super Bowl ring designs."