“Sure,” she said.
I headed into the kitchen to start the coffee machine and make breakfast.
“What smells so delicious?” she said as she came in wearing only her white boxers. I gulped. Damn, she was the sexiest woman I’ve ever fucked.
“I made us some fresh waffles and over there,” I said as I pointed to the bowl of fruit. “We have some sliced up strawberries and bananas and a little bit of whipped cream.
“You know, you really are spoiling me too much,” she said with a shy grin. “I’m going to get too used to all this.”
“Good,” I said as I came to her and planted a quick kiss on her nose as I grabbed her large round breasts, rolling her nipples with my thumbs. “I like spoiling you.”
Summer moaned. “I like it too.”
It was a perfect morning and I wanted there to be so many more just like it. We headed out to the deck for breakfast, enjoying the sun before it became too hot.
“So, you’re cool with coming to the headquarters,” I said as I finished off my waffle.
“Yeah,” she said. “I’d like to see what this new building of yours looks like. You made it sound so out of this world special the last time you tried to describe it to me.”
“It is,” I said with growing enthusiasm. “You’ll see. And we could go grab lunch afterward,” I added.
“Sounds nice.” She trotted off to the bedroom. “Give me a minute to get ready.”
She came out of the bedroom a few minutes later wearing white slacks and a black knit halter top. Her hair was pulled up into a casual, messy bun and her only make-up was a swipe of red lipstick. She looked classy and beautiful.
We made our way to the newly finished building that was so impressive. The large, rounded structure had an entrance that was completely made of glass.
“It’s amazing how this came out,” Summer said as she marveled at the unusual and original appearance of the large building.
Entering the enormous lobby, she looked up to the ceiling that was tiled with a myriad of colored glass, throwing a rainbow of colors flickering everywhere.
We were greeted by a security guard who smiled and nodded as he recognized me.
“Good to see you this morning, Mr. James.”
I nodded and smiled as we walked on to take the glass encased elevator that gave us a 360 view of the lobby and ground floor facilities as we climbed to the fifth floor.
The new Head of Operations was waiting for us when we got off the elevator.
“Mr. James.”
“Good morning.” I turned to Summer. “I wanted to introduce you two. Summer, this is Francis Knowles who will have a load of responsibility as this thing gets off the ground here at TechUp. Running the American branch is going to be quite a task.”
“Nice to meet you, Miss Summer.”
“We were expecting that shipment of supplies from BHT,” I said. “Has it come in?”
“Not yet, sir but it shouldn’t be long.”
“Good,” I said. “And the automated assembly. Is everything running smoothly?”
“We had a bit of a glitch yesterday, but that mechanic that you hired got right on it, found the adjustment that needed to be made and everything is running as it should now.”
“Good,” I said again. “Glad to hear it. Well,” I went on. “Well, I’m going to show Summer a bit more of the facilities and then we’re heading off to lunch.”
“It was nice meeting you,” Summer said with a friendly smile.
Francis smiled and nodded. “Same here.”
I led Summer to my office. One portion of the windows gave me a view of the mountains in the distant and a glimpse of the ocean. But when I went to the left, I had a perfect bird’s eye view of the facilities below thanks to the glassed ceiling.
“Wow,” Summer said. “You really went all out.”
“It might seem frivolous to have such an extravagant office, but this really is the place where I want quiet and peace when I need to think things through.”
“And what’s in here?” she said as she put her hand to a doorknob.
“It’s a full bathroom,” I said as she opened the door.
All in deep blue, the room was like a cocoon that instantly calmed me when the stress of running the company became overwhelming.
“This is really beautiful,” she said as she looked at the tiled room. “Mind if I go in to freshen up a bit?”
“Sure. Go ahead.”
“Hey, Parker,” Ace called from the doorway to my office.
“Yeah.”
“I thought I heard your voice.” He looked around. “Who were you talking to?”
“Summer. She’s in the bathroom”
“Oh. I need to talk to you.”
“Is it urgent?” I said.
He shrugged.
“We were about to head out to grab some lunch. Why don’t you join us?”
“Cool. Where are you guys going?”
“That Italian place I told you about,” I said. “La Noche Luna.”
“Great,” Ace said. “I just have to go over something with Francis and I’m out of here. I’m starving. I’ll meet you guys there.”
“Okay. See you then,” I said.
He left just as Summer came out of the bathroom.
“I think that’s the closest thing to a spa that I’ve ever seen in an office.”
“That’s the idea,” I said with a grin. “Ready to go?”
“Yep.”
We headed out with Summer pointing to various points of interest in the original architecture of the building. I was proud of the building, proud of the ingenuity that went into making it so out of the ordinary. The original architecture went hand in hand with the mindset of TechUp: think outside the box, then make it happen.
We got into my car and I took the scenic route to get to the restaurant.
“It smells fantastic in here,” Summer said as we were brought to a table with a view of the rocky shoreline.
Only a handful of tables were occupied before the real lunch hour rush arrived.
I ordered a bottle of wine, then looked at the menu. I hope you don’t mind,” I said as I perused the options. “Ace will be coming to join us as soon as he’s finished with Francis.”
“Ah,” she said with a smile. “The ever elusive Ace.”
Since hooking up with her, the timing had always been such that they never had meals together and never actually met face to face. They were like ships in the night that were just vaguely aware of the other’s existence. I think Ace purposely tried to not be there to give me the privacy with Summer. Good kid.
“Well,” I said. “It’s about time you two officially meet.”
“Do you think maybe he’s been deliberately avoiding me?” Summer said.
“No,” I said. “If anything, he may have just wanted to respect my privacy… giving us plenty of time home alone.”
Grasping her hand, I leaned into kiss her. “He knows how I love spending time with you.”
“That’s very considerate of him,” she said. “Most roommates in that sort of situation only exacerbate the problem… the lack of privacy.”