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  A Taste of Submission

  By

  Jamie Fairfax

  Copyright © 2014 by Stormy Night Publications and Jamie Fairfax

  Copyright © 2014 by Stormy Night Publications and Jamie Fairfax

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  Published by Stormy Night Publications and Design, LLC.

  www.StormyNightPublications.com

  Fairfax, Jamie

  A Taste of Submission

  Cover Design by Korey Mae Johnson

  Images by Jenn LeBlanc, Bigstock/Lightwave Media, Bigstock/Celso Diniz, and Bigstock/Dynamicfoto

  This book is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults.

  Chapter One

  As she stepped out of the elevator, Jenni quickly glanced at the reflection of the glass in front of her. Her medium length blonde hair and makeup were in place, her skirt was just short enough to show off her athletic and toned legs but still appropriate for business, and her lovely silk blouse with a matching jacket finished off the perfect look for an up-and-coming young ad exec.

  She was there to pitch a plan for a marketing campaign to a hot new software company. Having spoken several times to the owner and founder, Charles Connelly, she was sure he had developed the next big thing in online privacy protection.

  Charles’s product was already a hit with the online community, ‘the geek world’ as the folks at her ad agency liked to call it. The company was now looking to expand the brand to a more mainstream and broader universe and wanted to run some ads in major magazines.

  Jenni was a print media specialist. While her friends and contemporaries had all gravitated to online marketing because it was much more hip, Jenni had realized there was still a lot of life left in traditional print.

  You only had to look at the magazine section at a Barnes and Noble to know there were still a lot of magazines selling. Jenni figured there would be less competition in the print field, not that she was afraid of competition, and she was correct.

  This was why she was the youngest account manager at her firm. After she gave herself the brief once over she turned to her team, Jake and Susie, to do a quick check in.

  “You guys all ready?”

  “Yep,” they both responded.

  “And what’s our motto?”

  “Leave no prisoners!” responded Jake with a smile.

  “Exactly, now let’s go get them!”

  She and her team were led into a conference room. There were a half dozen young people there, four guys and two girls. All looked to be in their twenty’s and all were wearing jeans, tennis shoes and a very casual shirt or a T-shirt. In short, it looked exactly like she expected—a room full of geeks, probably soon to be rich geeks.

  She was trying to see if she could pick out Charles Connelly when someone else walked into the room. He was about six foot one with dark hair and very well built, but not too muscular and drop dead handsome. He was wearing nice-looking slacks, a business shirt and a casual sports jacket but it all was elegant—she was guessing this was at least a thousand dollar outfit.

  She figured he was probably in his early thirties, which appealed to her because she had always preferred older men. There was no doubt this was the man in charge.

  He strode over to her and she moved toward him and stuck out her hand and said “Hi, I’m Jenni Ryan.”

  He took her hand with a gentle but firm grip. “Hi, Ms. Ryan. I’m Charles Connelly. Nice to finally meet in person.”

  As he smiled at her she found herself looking into a pair of amazing hazel eyes. He seemed to be staring into her lovely blue eyes too, and she realized they had held their hand shake a little too long for a business meeting and she was relieved when they both let go at the same time.

  “Okay, let’s get things going,” Charles instructed, in the way of someone used to being in charge.

  “Right,” replied Jenni as she quickly composed herself.

  She had actually felt her pussy tingle just from shaking his hand and wondered if he had become a little erect. Great, she thought, I’m supposed to be professional and business-like and the sexiest man I’ve met in ages is sitting there.

  Jenni refocused her mind—now was not the time to be thinking about a hot guy and she tried to dismiss Charles from her thoughts. Calmer now, she took a deep breath and launched into her pitch. She and her team had laid out what she knew to be a clever campaign, which let people know how important online privacy was without being over the top scary.

  Charles asked a number of pointed and incisive questions during her presentation. Jenni was impressed that he also solicited input from his team. He would ask specific people what they thought about a certain point and you could tell he valued their input. They spoke freely, clearly feeling free to be open and honest about what they thought.

  At the end of the presentation there were a few more questions, and then Charles thanked her and asked her and the team to step outside the conference room for a few minutes while they discussed their proposal.

  After about ten minutes they called her team back in.

  Charles looked directly at her. “Well, Ms. Ryan that was very impressive. The entire management team likes your approach.”

  “Thank you, Mr. Connelly. I’m very glad to hear that and please call me Jenni.” And call me anytime, she thought to herself.

  “Okay, Jenni, please call me Charles. If we gave you the go ahead, how soon could we have some ads running?” he inquired.

  Jenni smiled. “I actually took the liberty of putting a hold on ad space in several of our target magazines for the September first issues. If we get the go ahead by tomorrow we can definitely meet that goal, so we would be launched in six weeks.”

  Charles smiled. “Excellent, leave the contracts with us and I’ll have our lawyer look them over today, and, assuming no hitches there, we should be good to go tomorrow. Thanks very much to you and your team.”

  As Jenni and her team were wrapping up Charles came over and took Jenni aside. She could feel her heart beat faster just from standing near him and thought, why does he have this affect on me?

  He smiled warmly at her. “I just wanted to say thank you again, Jenni. That was a great job. But it was a bit ballsy to have all those magazine ads on hold already.”

  “Well, I had the utmost confidence you would see the brilliance of my plan.” She was thrilled that she had impressed him.

  He laughed and stuck out his hand. “Well, I look forward to us working together.”

  Jenni also extended her hand. “Me too. I intend to deliver for you and your company,” she replied with confidence.

  Charles squeezed her hand a bit. “Well, I do love a woman who can take charge, except for certain circumstances of course.”

  Jenni pondered this cryptic statement as she felt Charles’s gaze become more focused and intense. He towered over her and she felt his physical presence dominating her smaller frame. She also sensed a wonderful manly smell, no cologne, just a little bit of a musky smell, perhaps from body soap. As she looked into those eyes again, she sensed someone powerful, someone secure in himself and she could not help herself as she blushed and lowered her eyes.

  She realized her hand was still in his and was acutely aware of his firm grip. She suddenly had an image of him picking her up right there and taking her; fucking her hard on the conference room table as she gave herself to him completely. What am I doing? This is a business deal and I’m acti
ng like a teenage school girl, she thought, and quickly looked up as he released her hand.

  She saw a look of satisfaction in his eyes, and wondered what that was all about. Jenni had no clear clue why, but she felt like something very significant in her life had just happened. And it wasn’t that she had landed a big ad contract.

  Chapter Two

  Jenni did not have time to dwell on her brief but intense encounter with Charles Connelly. She now had a lot of work to do. She and her team left the small South of Market office building and they were hit with the cool San Francisco summer fog which cleared her head and helped her focus on the task at hand.

  They all grabbed a taxi and headed back to the agency. As they walked through the door loud applause erupted and the team was surrounded by everyone in the office, congratulating them on landing a great new account. Jenni’s boss Elizabeth came up to her.

  “Congratulations, Jenni! Charles Connelly just called to say how impressed he was with you and your team. He said he would send over the contracts signed tomorrow. Great job!”

  “Thanks, Liz. I’m just glad it went well.”

  “So he won’t be too bad to work with, huh?” Liz said with a rather salacious grin.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jenni innocently replied, hiding a grin.

  “Yeah, yeah—I’ve met Charles Connelly—he is one hot guy.”

  “Oh, I hadn’t noticed,” Jenni replied, and they both burst out laughing.

  “Well, be sure to keep focused on work,” Liz advised. “This is a big coup for you but now we have to deliver.”

  “I know, I know. Believe me I’ve worked too hard to let a little infatuation stand in the way, no matter how hot the guy is.” Even though Liz was one of the only friends she had made since moving to San Francisco three years ago she was also her boss and Jenni wasn’t going to tell her how turned on she was by one of their clients.

  Jenni finished her day and headed home. She already had a dinner date that night, with her current boyfriend. She was glad they already had made plans to get together; she didn’t want to be alone that night and she also wanted to celebrate.

  Dan was a nice guy, thirty years old, good looking and an architect. They had been dating for a few months and she liked him a lot, but in her heart she also knew he was not ‘The One.’ She wondered if she would ever find the elusive ‘Mr. Right.’

  She had only been in love twice in her life. The first time was with Jason, the boy who took her virginity. It was the summer between her senior year in high school and her first year of college. She was eighteen and Jason was twenty-one, home from college for the summer and worked with her as a lifeguard.

  Jenni had promised her mother she would not have intercourse until she was eighteen. Her father had died when Jenni was only thirteen and she was very close to her mom so she kept her word. It had not really been too hard to keep her promise because there were not many guys in her high school that she had been that attracted to. But she was still anxious to feel what it was like to be fucked.

  One weekend Jason’s parents were gone and Jenni told her mother she was going to spend the night at a friend’s house. Looking back, she was happy to have had an experienced lover take her maidenhead. He had been gentle and tender and it was a very nice experience. She and Jason dated for the summer and had sex often but as summer ended they realized it was not practical to try to do a long distance relationship while both were at different colleges in different states. But she still had fond memories of Jason and was very appreciative of having a good lover for her first time.

  She had no such fond feelings for her second love, Kurt. She met him while in college at UC Santa Barbara. Jenni was a hard worker in college but she had also decided it should be a time for fun. She was never a big party girl; she liked to drink but not get real drunk. She enjoyed smoking pot but was not a chronic user. Her one real indulgence in college was an active sex life.

  During her summer with Jason, Jenni had discovered she liked sex, a lot. At UCSB there were lots of attractive students. It was also known as something of a party school. Jenni decided this would be the best time in her life to get some real experiences.

  So she opened herself up to exploring her sexuality. During her four years at the school she had a couple of boyfriends and even one girlfriend for three months. During that time she also had a few casual encounters with some guys and a couple of girls.

  She discovered she liked to push her boundaries; she liked to be a bit edgy. For instance she found out she loved to fuck in public places; the thrill of possibly being caught was a big turn on for her. She had even been involved in some threesomes, both male/male/female and female/female/male triads and had really enjoyed those encounters too. She had been having a lot of fun but had made no real deep emotional connection with any of her partners.

  That all changed when she met Kurt. He was a small business owner and was taking a marketing course she was enrolled in her final semester. She was twenty-two, almost twenty-three, and he was twenty-nine. They started out having coffee after class and within a couple of weeks they were in her room fucking their brains out.

  Jenni fell hard and fast for Kurt; he was older, successful, attractive and strong. Also they had quite a few interests in common—a big one was he was very knowledgeable about art, which had been her major until that year when she had switched to advertising and marketing. He took her to nice restaurants and introduced her to fine wine. She felt like she had met the man of her dreams and only wanted to be with him and no longer wanted to date others or play around like she had been doing.

  But she started to be suspicious when she realized that they always went to her apartment, just off campus, because he told her he had a weird roommate and they would have privacy at her place. After a month she became more suspicious because he would never spend the night with her, and in fact they usually made love after class—during the day and then he said he had to get back to work.

  She had a friend of hers do a little digging into his background. It was easy to find information on him as he was a local businessman. Her friend did a little research on the Internet and was able to discover Jenni’s worst fears were true. Kurt was a married man and, even worse, his wife had just had a baby.

  The next day Jenni was waiting for him before class. When she confronted him he at first tried to deny it and then said he wasn’t really in love with his wife anymore but could not leave her because of the baby. He pleaded with Jenni that he loved her and wanted to keep seeing her and to just give him some time.

  Furious, Jenni laughed harshly in his face, “No way, asshole. I want you to go and not come back—tell the University you have a family emergency and you have to drop this class—because if I see you here again I will tell your wife everything and you really will have a fucking family emergency!”

  One look at her face and Kurt knew she was serious. He turned and left and she never saw him again. She graduated a month later and headed up to San Francisco to start a new life, vowing the next time she fell in love, if she ever did again, she would stay in control and not let herself be controlled again.

  Chapter Three

  The ring of her doorbell jolted Jenni from her daydreams of the past. She glanced in the mirror to make sure everything looked good and headed downstairs to meet Dan.

  He greeted her at the door to her building, “Hi, beautiful! So congratulations are in order.”

  She smiled back and gave him a quick kiss. “Thanks, sweetie! Yeah, dinner will be on me tonight.”

  “Oh—I’m having lobster for sure, then,” he said laughingly.

  Jenni had made reservations at one of her favorite spots, a great Italian restaurant. She ordered a bottle of a very good Sonoma Zinfandel, also one of her favorites. She knew Dan would prefer a good beer but he would go along with the celebration and have the wine. She just wished he could appreciate it as much as she did.

  They chatted over dinner, Jenni telling Dan
all about the presentation and how well it had gone. Of course she left out all details about Charles Connelly and how he had got her so hot and bothered; that was definitely not something to share with the guy who was going to fuck you later that night.

  She was surprised at how thoughts of Charles would keep creeping into her mind. She could feel his hand holding hers, and she smiled as she remembered his eyes, those lovely hazel eyes seemingly gazing into her depths, and even though it made her pussy wet, she pushed those thoughts away. She was out with Dan and he would be in her bed tonight, not Charles.

  After dinner they went back to her place and as soon as they were inside, Jenni grabbed Dan’s hand and led him into the bedroom. She had no problem taking the initiative and in fact many men seemed to be a little intimidated by her open sexuality, but she found it easier to take the lead.

  Jenni led Dan straight to the bed and pushed him onto it so he was sitting on the edge. She stepped back and unzipped her dress, letting it drop to the floor. Standing in front of him in heels and black bra and panties she liked that Dan could not help staring intently, as if mesmerized by her sexy body. It had taken a while but she had come to accept she had a great body, slim and athletic with perky and pert breasts, she was a B cup.

  “God, baby… I never get over how hot you are.” Dan was smiling at her.

  “Thanks, sweetie.”

  She took off her bra and moved to Dan and began to unbutton his shirt, rubbing a breast in his face. He leaned forward to draw her nipple into his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue all over the hardening little point. She moaned and played with him for a couple of minutes, then shifted so he could work the other nipple.

  Jenni then pushed him back and unbuckled his pants, drawing them and his shorts down, freeing his cock which was hard and ready. She knelt down in front of him and grasped his cock and began to run her tongue up and down the shaft and then moved the tip of her tongue onto the frenulum.