The Contract…

It was going to be a contract. Just like any other.
The easiest we had ever done.


The company would benefit; our shareholders too.
We would grow exponentially and be assured of success.
There was just one condition… one tiny little clause…
Entered into the small print as if written in invisible ink…
Remaining hidden, and just for the eyes of the parties concerned.

Maryanne was focused and she knew what she desired… and that was me.
If I wanted the success I would have to pay the price…
Anytime she called, I would need to respond…
no matter what I had been doing beforehand, wherever in the world.
She would call and get me running; waiting patiently until I arrived.

This would be our time; our secret; our pleasure…
And I would be hers, waiting for her calls for as long as she wished.
Or until she was bored with me.

So did I object to this unusual arrangement?
Did I hesitate and deny her the pleasure?
Not on your life!
Just show me where I sign…

#erotica #amwritingerotica #amwriting

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