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Since Jack was already there, I had the good fortune of riding all the way to downtown Chicago with Sienna as my passenger. She avoided me. She hates me. I’m going to try to get her to forgive me but I don’t think she will. I hurt her with my actions and she can hold a grudge even longer than me.

I texted Jack and told him Sienna and I were on our way. The ride to Chicago was
eerily quiet at first. Every attempt I made to make small talk was greeted with silence. When we hit the city limits the teen decided to stop torturing me.

“Why?”
She said with a surfeit of snobbish attitude.

“Why what?”

“Why are you guys still trying to make this work?”

“I love your father. He loves me.”

“You cheated. How can he just forgive you and act like nothing happened when I’m still mad at you.”

“Sienna, it’s so easy to see things in black and white when you’re young. Relationships are so complicated, so h
ard to manage when everybody has baggage. All us, old people, are afraid of getting hurt because we’ve been hurt so many times before.”

“You hurt my
dad. I know that. I saw it with my own eyes. He never said anything but I could tell.”

“I’m sorry I cheated.”

“I don’t understand how he can just say fuck it. It’s not normal.”

“Me and your dad are not normal.”

“You confessed to him about that guy and he didn’t even break up with you. I don’t believe you told him.”

“I told him.”

“I don’t believe you. I didn’t tell him what I saw at the mall. He treats you better now than before. He couldn’t know your seriously slutty ways.”

Don’t punch this girls head through the passenger window. This is Jack’s beloved daughter.
“Sienna he knows. Listen you didn’t tell him. I don’t know why you didn’t but I swear I told him. Grown-ups have secrets… I have another secret for you.”

“I don’t want to hear it.”

“You need to. You need to grow up. You are not going to understand everything and everybody. That’s how life works. People do shit and you don’t understand it. Your dad cheated on me. He admitted it to me. I cheated on him. I admitted it to him. So we both cheated, that doesn’t mean we don’t love each other. I love your dad and I know he loves me. I forgave him. He forgave me and we said fuck it. What’s done is done. It’s that simple.”

“I know my dad loves you but I don’t know
that you love him.” Sienna started wiping away some stray tears. Damn, I didn’t really understand how this was weighing on her. She’s still a kid.

I removed one hand from the steering wheel and I reached over and grabbed her hand off her lap and squeezed. I removed my eyes from the road briefly to glance at her. She was looking at me.

“Sienna, I love your dad. I love you too.”

She used
her free hand to wipe her rebellious tears. The rest of the ride was pleasantly silent. Sienna and I had come to some sort of truce.

When Sienna and I arrived
at Unger & Lowe I went to find Jack. I got word that he was in his office. My Louboutin clad walk to his office was met with smiles from all directions. The staff at his agency knew who I was. There was a host of hi Kari’s to prove it.

Sienna disappeared from my sight. I wasn’t sure where she was going. I saw
her descend down some stairs. My dress made a few guys eyes bug out but I was on a mission to find my man so I ignored all their stares. I entered Jack’s office and closed the door. It was almost soundproof. The music from the outside was barely audible in his personal office.

Jack was sitting
behind his marble desk in his huge black leather chair looking all yummy in a fashionable tux. Jack’s best friend and business partner Robert was sitting in front of Jack’s desk. Robert Lowe stood when I entered.

“Kari.”  Robert warmly greeted me. He pulled me into an embrace. Robert smelled nice, like
Davidoff Cool Water
cologne. Lamar used to wear it then he changed to
Issey Miyake
. Jack wears
Ambre Topkapi
. He searched for cologne I would like. Jack knows how I love fruity smells and
Ambre Topkapi
has a hint of grapefruit, pineapple and a mix of some manly scents. I looked it up and it costs six hundred dollars a bottle. Jack has very expensive taste.

Jack stood and watched
as Robert kissed my cheek and held me a few seconds longer than he should. Robert flirted with me in front of Jack and Jack loved it. Jack is strange but in a good way.

“Hands off.” Jack was smiling widely. I walked over to his side and took his hand. He kissed me on the cheek.
He smells so good.

“Kari you look beautiful.”
Robert stated with his deep man-sized voice.

“Thank you Robert.” Robert Lowe was tall dark and handsome. He had dark hair and dark eyes. Jack and Robert were so good-looking I know people had to thin
k they were a gay couple.  They both were some fine ass dudes. They looked like male models not advertisement executives. They had known each other forever and they were super bromantic. It wasn’t gross. Yeah it was a little. It was cute when they were together. They laughed at each other’s jokes and all that man stuff. It was like Sam and Dean Winchester when they were together.

“Jack, when are you two going to start swinging?”
Robert has jokes for days.

“Never, I would never share Kari, but Diana is up for grabs.”

“Ugh!” Robert shrieked.

“Oh Kari, my ex-wife is here. I had to invite her. We have mutual friends and it was the polite thing to do.”
Jack informed me like it was some trivial thing he forgot to mention.

“I can’t wait to meet her.”
I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah right Kari.” Robert rumbled with laughter. “Don’t
worry. I got your back. If dirty Diana gets out of line, just call me. She hates me.”

“Babe, are you thirsty?
” Jack asked.

I looked up at Jack. “Yeah, I could use a drink.
”

“I’ll get you a drink.
” Robert said. “Come with me dear.” Robert held out his hand for me. “I got to take you to my trophy wife. She wants to adopt you. She needs a black friend so she can look cool to her pretentious friends.”

I glided over to Robert and took his hand. Robert was a gentleman but he was honest.
I really like him.

Jack just watched as Robert led me out of the room and to the party. The music was at a respectable level.
Bruno Mars Treasure
was coming from the speakers. There was a real bar with three bartenders. Jack must have had that built for this party.

Robert pulled me aside. “Kari.” He was close to my ear. “Jack’s my best friend. Are you guys okay?” He pulled away to see my face. He wasn’t putting his bid in. He was looking out for his
best friend, his brother. People really love Jack. I am one of them.

“Yeah.” I shook my head.

“Honestly.” He needed more.

“Robert, I love Jack. We had some
obstacles but we are good as gold.”

“Okay.” Robert grabbed a glass of champagne for me off the bar. He handed it over.
I’m going to drag Jack out of his office.”

“Okay go get our guy.
I’ll find your wife.”

“Great, please talk her out of getting another boob job. Her vapid friends are leading her astray.”

“Anything for you Robert.”

Robert glanced down at my cleavage, smiled, nodded and walked away. I know he was going right back to Jack to report everything I said.

I mingled and drink
champagne. I talked to Curtis the black guy from the mailroom. I call him Curtis the black guy because he is straight hood. He was sharp as a tack. He introduced me to his girlfriend slash baby mama Becky something. She was some cute thick blue-eyed blonde girl. She was cool. She reminded me of the hood version of Sienna.

It wasn’t hard for me to spot Jack’s ex-wife Diana. I knew what she looked like and I caught her snatching glances at me from afar.
She was wearing red. Seriously?

I ignored her and it seemed that Sienna was ignoring her as well. Robert’s wife was my new best friend at the party. She was on the outs with Diana. During the divorce she had to pick a side and she picked Jack per Robert’s
strict instruction. This was white people drama. I didn’t care either way. I spotted Jack at the either side of the room. He was tall so he was visible over the regular size folks. He gave me a look that said bring your ass. So I made my way over to him.

“Kari, darling. I need to talk to you in private.”

Shit, what did I do? “Okay.” I followed Jack into his office. “What’s wrong?”

Jack closed the door. “You look so sexy tonight.”

I black girl blushed. “Thank you sir, my boyfriend picked this dress.”

“Your boyfriend is a fucking genius.”

“Not really.” I laughed. Jack picked me up off my feet and spun me around. Jack placed me on my feet and started pulling my dress up. “What are you doing? You’re going to wrinkle the dress.”

“Just a little.”
He smirked.

“Just a little what?”

“Just a little wrinkle. Just a little sex.” He was grinning. “Just bend over the desk.”

“Jack, there are a lot of people out there.”

“They can’t see in here.”

“The door isn’t locked. Anybody can come in.”

“That’s what makes it exciting. Turn around.”

Was he serious? I’m squeezed into this dress. Jack twirled me around and pushed me
face down on the desk. He bent and pulled my dress up to my waist. The air hit my ass. I was wearing a black G-string.

“Jack.”
I felt his dick. He had pulled it out. He tapped my ass cheek with his tool. He pushed my G-string to the side and he eased his dick inside me. I stretched out on the desk. My breasts were spilling out the slit in my dress. They were smashed on the top the closed MacBook laptop on his desk. I closed my eyes as Jack slowly pushed in and out of me. He was moving in slow motion. I didn’t realize I was so hot and horny. I was soaking wet and I didn’t want to join in. I was happy with him doing all the work. I was so wet it sounded like someone was chewing gum when he pushed inside me. Jack was doing it nice and tender. He was the master of gentle.

I didn’t have the urge to scream but I sure h
ad a series of moans that I just couldn’t stop from rolling out of mouth. Jack was quiet but I imagined him biting his lip until it bleeds. Jack dug into his favorite side of my pussy. He moved a little faster and a little deeper. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. We came together. I was still as he pulled his shaft out of me.

“You were so wet.”

That was true. I felt it. It was the power of the dress. Jack carefully put my G-string in place after he pulled his pants up. He helped me stand up straight and he pulled my dress down. He twirled me back around to face him. All my attention went to the dress. I was looking for cum stains.

“You didn’t get anything on the dress did you?”

“No, I was careful. Your tit popped out.” My hand rose but Jack beat me to it. “I got it.” He stuffed my left tit back into the dress. I thought it was sweet. He was smoothing it over with his hand when he pushed it back in.

“This party is nice. You’re doing a good job here. I’m proud of you.”

“Thanks.” He was grinning down on me. He pushed his lips into mine. He kissed me and I stumbled backwards. Jack held me up and when he pulled away I was smirking. “I messed up your lipstick.”

“I’m going to freshen up. You could at least wash your dick off.”

“Why? Your cum will dry and I can peel it off later.”

“That’s gross.”

Jack shrugged. I grabbed my small handbag out the top drawer of his desk.

“Are you going to the restroom?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you know where they are?”

“I can find it.”

“I will see you out there.” I left Jack in his office. I found the restrooms. I’m glad they weren’t unisex. I hate that
. I walked in and I was alone except for the one person in the stall. I reapplied my Mac Touch. I powdered my nose and forehead. I turned to the sides and the back to make sure Jack didn’t get any cum on my dress. I wasn’t that wrinkled. It must be this expensive fabric. I had a sexy just got fucked afterglow. If Prince saw me he would say ‘you sexy motherfucker’.

The toilet never flushed but a woman came out of the stall. Not just any woman. It was Diana Unger. That bitch didn’t go back to her maiden name.

She pranced up to the mirror beside me. She was looking. I was looking. 

“Finally
, we meet.” Diana was checking me out for the hundredth time. Bitch you was just staring a hole in me fifteen minutes ago. I was a sexy bad bitch tonight. Jack’s choice of dress was radiating exactly what he wanted it to. 

“Finally,
” I said as I glared at her through the mirror. This broad’s lips weren’t real, too much collagen injections. I know she used to be pretty. I had seen pictures. But now she looks like a plastic Bratz doll. Looking like a Barbie would be a step up for her.