Cynthia alighted from of one of Mrs. Powers' cars as the driver drove away. She walked into her fashion store and just as she was about to enter her office, her phone rang.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Cynthia, how are you?" came Jeffrey's voice on the line. Cynthia sat down at her desk while her manager stood in front of her.
"I just placed an order for the most expensive designer in your store using a private account, and I want you to deliver it personally" Jeffrey said.
"You mean the ten million dollar designer tuxedo by MK?" Cynthia asked, surprised. Her manager smiled and nodded to confirm the order just as she was about to speak.
"Yes" Jeffrey answered.
"But… it can be delivered without me through the dispatchers. It's already almost 6 p.m., I'll be heading home now" Cynthia said.
"I'll cancel the order then. I'm flying to Cupa City first thing tomorrow" Jeffrey said.
"Alright. Text me the address. I can't miss a big sales like that" Cynthia said and ended the call.
"I was just about to…" the manager started but was cut off by her boss.
"I know. Go and pack the designer tuxedo and tell the dispatch riders to stay back. I'll deliver it myself. And you're not to tell anyone where I've gone, not even my fiancé" Cynthia said firmly.
"Yes ma'am" the manager said.
"And where's Elsa?" Cynthia asked.
"She called in sick. She was admitted at the clinic near her street" the manager said. Cynthia nodded, and the manager left.
At the Powers mansion, Ryan entered the house and found his mother looking worried as she tried making a call.
"I've been calling your father. He's not answering. And I've called you too, several times" she said anxiously as she saw Ryan.
"Where's Cynthia?" Ryan asked.
"She left some minutes ago. I had Troy drop her off. Where is your father?" she asked.
"Mum, sit down. We need to talk about Dad" Ryan said as he sat down. Mrs. Powers sat too, growing more concerned.
"What happened to my husband?" she asked.
Meanwhile, Cynthia arrived at First Choice, a five star hotel. She had driven herself there without bringing her driver. She walked straight to Room V15 with the designer suit in hand. She called Jeffrey on the phone, and a few minutes later, the door opened.
"Hi, sugar girl" Jeffrey greeted, standing shirtless in shorts that clearly revealed his little man. He had a toned chest and muscular body. Cynthia was lost in thought as she watched his body.
"Won't you come in?" he asked, and Cynthia smiled and walked in.
Back at the Powers mansion, Mrs. Powers had tears welled up in her eyes after hearing about her husband's condition.
"Mum, it's not that serious. He'll be fine after the surgery" Ryan reassured her.
"I want to see my husband" she said.
"Troy will take you there tomorrow. Let him rest for now" Ryan said, then stood up.
"Can I at least call him?" she asked.
"Of course. I'm going to see Cynthia before going to my place" Ryan said.
"Alright, my dear" she said.
Back at the hotel room, Cynthia placed the suit on the couch.
"Here's your order" she said and was about to leave when Jeffrey grabbed her and turned her to face him.
"Won't you wait to see how it looks on me?" he said, brushing her cheek gently.
"I already know it'll look good on you" Cynthia said, looking into his eyes. Jeffrey licked his lips seductively.
"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you all day. I cancelled my flight and pushed it till tomorrow. I want to know what you taste like" Jeffrey said, then kissed her forehead and held her tightly. Cynthia could feel his arousal pressing against her body.
"Jeff, I need to…" she started to say, but he kissed her hard, stopping her words. Cynthia didn't resist. It was as if she had been wanting it. He lifted her up while still kissing her, and she wrapped her legs around him. He pulled up her gown and squeezed her ass roughly. Then he carried her to the bed and tossed her on it, continuing the kiss.
He lifted her gown fully, exposing her chest. He sucked on one of her boobs while squeezing the other roughly.
"Jeff… arghh" Cynthia moaned, completely lost in the moment. Jeffrey pushed aside her panties and lowered his head to her core.
"Shit…" Cynthia gasped as she moaned quietly while Jeffrey worked his mouth on her. Then her phone started ringing.
"That must…be Ryan, I…Jeff, I need to answer the phone" Cynthia said, trying to reach her bag while her hips moved to rhythm with Jeffery's tongue on her down there. But he didn't stop.
He stood up, pulled down his shorts, went to the drawer, and got a condom. While putting it on, Cynthia again tried to get her phone, but Jeffrey gently took her hand, stopping her. He pushed her back onto the bed and pushed her panties aside. He slid into her immediately. His pace was fast and Cynthia moaned loudly. He lifted her legs up and thrust in fully into her while she moaned. Few minutes later, he changed position by turning her around and entered her from behind. He slammed into her body as they moved in sync while Cynthia moaned.
Around 7 p.m., about an hour later after Cynthia got there. Jeffrey lay on the bed after a shower, feeling relaxed while Cynthia was getting dressed.
"That was amazing" Jeffrey said.
"We shouldn't have done it" Cynthia said, clearly upset.
"But you enjoyed it. You don't have to regret over what you wanted" Jeffrey said. "I guess Ryan must be starving you. He wouldn't even do it whenever we're off duty at work and out to catch fun"
"I'm leaving" Cynthia said angrily.
"Why the attitude? Let me get dressed and drop you off" Jeffrey offered.
"Don't bother. I'll find my way home. I brought my car" Cynthia snapped.
"When I come to Vanceney next time, I wouldn't mind having another taste of your sweetness" Jeffrey said.
"I never want to see you again, Jeffrey. Don't contact me or patronize me again. Goodbye" she said, storming out angrily.
Jeffrey laughed mockingly. "Why's she angry? She knew I would do this and still came over" he muttered to himself, smirking.
As Cynthia drove home, she called Ryan back.
"Ryan, I'm sorry I missed your call" she said while driving.
"Where were you? And why didn't you pick up? I went to your store and just left your apartment, you weren't at either place. I was worried when you weren't picking up too" Ryan said.
"I'm sorry… I mean, one of my staff called in sick, and I went to see her. It was a bit serious. I'm heading home now as we speak" Cynthia said, lying of course.
"You've been acting strange all day. Are you okay?" Ryan asked.
"Yes" she said sharply.
"By the way, you might want to go with Mum to visit Dad at the hospital. He's been admitted" Ryan said.
"What?" Cynthia gasped, shocked.
"I'll be at the company tomorrow. Please just stay with Mum" Ryan said.
"Sure" Cynthia said softly.
"I love you" Ryan said.
"I love you too, Ryan. And I'm really sorry" Cynthia said, ending the call.
As she drove on, she bit her finger, filled with regret over what she had done. What had came over her? Was it because Ryan ignored her? Or because Jeffrey knew how to turn her on with mere words or was it because she wanted to make sales? She couldn't explain why she even allowed that to happen when she could have avoided it at all cost being her fiancé's friend.