“I understand, Beau,” he says. “It’s just not as black and white as you think it is.”
“But it should be,” I say. “And going forward, it’s going to be black and white. I’m in this office for the people, to better the town, not take from them.”
“That is good to hear,” he says, and a knock on the door makes me get up, and I meet Thomas’s daughter, Cassandra, who I hire on the spot. The day flies by as Cassandra and I go through the list of things that needs to be done.
When I finally have two minutes to myself, it’s after four, and I call Savannah who answers after five rings. “Hello.”
“Hey,” I say, smiling when I hear her voice. “What are you doing?”
“I was trying on dresses for tonight.” She sounds defeated. “I think I have one, but I’m not sure.”
“Whatever you have, I’m sure you will look beautiful in,” I say, and she laughs. “What did you do today?”
“I went to the bank,” she says, her voice going soft. “But I don’t want to talk about it now because I have to do my makeup and get ready.” I want her to talk to me about it, but I won’t push her until tonight when it’s just the two of us. “Is there usually food at these things, or should I make us something to eat?”
“There will be a five-course meal,” I say. “It’s all suits and money.”
“Great,” she says. “What time will you be here?”
“I should be leaving the office in about an hour,” I say, looking out the window. “I’ll see you then.” I hang up, and something churns in my stomach, but I’m not sure what it is. When I walk into the house an hour later, I find her in the bathroom with her hair all curled and her makeup done, and my heart bursts with pride.
“Hello, gorgeous wife,” I say, and she smiles so big when she turns to see me.
“Hello, hot as fuck husband,” she says, and I walk to her. She’s wearing my robe again. “Now before you even start.” I’m already pulling the sash loose, and it shows me that she isn’t wearing anything under it. “I can’t mess up my hair and makeup,” she tries to talk, but my hands are already cupping her pussy. She closes her eyes and opens her legs a bit to give me access. My mouth finds her open mouth and our tongues circle each other. I pick her up and place her on the edge of the counter at the same time as she unties my belt. Our mouths never leave each other while she opens her legs, and I finger her, and she plays with my cock. The only time she lets my mouth go is when I slide into her. She wraps one arm around my neck and throws her head back, giving me access to her neck, which I suck on. I fuck her as slow as I can, but with her, I lose my head, and the slowness soon turns into an overwhelming need to fuck the shit out of her. She leans back, putting her feet on the counter and opening her legs wider. “Harder.” The robe slips off her shoulders, and I grab both tits in my hands, squeezing them while I fuck her until we both come.
Chapter Thirty
Savannah
My hands shake as I grab my purse and climb out of the truck, standing next to Beau who is wearing a blue suit that molds to him. He grabs my hand and brings it up to his lips and kisses my fingers. “You look amazing,” he tells me again. When I got dressed, he was in his closet, putting on his pants. I slipped on the white and pink floral sleeveless dress and walked in to have him zip it up. The dress goes to my knees, and I matched it with white strappy sandals.
“Thank you.” I smile at him shyly. I am not going to tell him what a fucked-up day I’ve had. I’m not going to put this on him when he has a function. So I hide it down and tuck it away. “This is nice.” I look around, walking up the steps toward the house. “Remember when we were younger, we used to sit over there.” I point at the tree all the way at the end of the lawn. “And watch all the people walking in.”
“I hated it,” he says. “I always had to dress up in a stuffy suit.”
“You were handsome even then,” I say, and we walk in. “I thought that everyone was a movie star back then. Dressed to the nines.” I look around to see that some people have gathered near the door, and the waitress and waiter are walking around with trays of food and drinks. “Who would have thought I would actually attend one of them.” I grab a glass of champagne from the passing waiter.