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employment contract for Michelle. As he stepped into the hot water, he felt
guilty knowing she was still at that crappy-ass diner working. Despite his
friends’ well-meaning advice, he was more determined than ever that Michelle
would take the job. And if the stars aligned just right, she would also agree
to be his submissive.
    After a few moments of imagining how he’d like to train
Michelle, he spun the water temperature to the frigid zone, knowing a glacier
couldn’t do much to curb his appetite for her. Her auburn hair and striking
green eyes haunted him. Daydreams, wet dreams, it didn’t matter, there she was.
He’d never had such a reaction to a woman before. At first, he was sure it was
just lust. Then after she ignored his advances, he’d been convinced it was
forbidden fruit. Now he had no idea what his feelings for her had morphed into.
    Sean arrived early to find Michelle had reserved his normal
seating area. Only five people had RSVP’d, so it should go quickly. Of course,
there was no telling how many would actually show up. He brought enough packets
for twenty, just in case. Michelle was busy, but she looked as beautiful as
always. No one would guess she was nearing the end of a twelve-hour shift.
    “The usual, Mr. Jameson?” she asked, walking by with another
order.
    “Yes, thank you.” Why the hell didn’t she call him Sean? Did
that mean she was going to turn down his offer? His stomach began churning and
he realized just how much this meant to him. One way or another she was
quitting this job. No way was he going to allow her to work herself to death.
Three jobs and taking a full class load was too much for anyone.
    Thirteen people ended up coming to the munch. Four couples,
one threesome and two singles. He suspected seven of them would apply. Not a
bad ratio, since his mind was completely focused on Michelle instead of the
perspective members. This had to end. He looked at his watch. Eleven
forty-five, so she was off in fifteen minutes. She’d been all business since
he’d come in and he didn’t like it one little bit. A confident approach, he
decided, was needed.
    “Let’s go shopping as soon as you’re off, then we’ll run by
the club and you can meet Steven. I know you need to get some sleep, so we’ll
make it quick and then I can drop you back here so you can pick up your car.”
    “I have one more table, then I can go. It should just be a
few minutes.”
    The relief he felt was all-consuming. She was at least
willing to hear him out. He paid the bill, left a hefty tip and went outside to
wait and check his phone. While meeting perspective members, he tried to give
them the courtesy of his full attention by putting his cell on silent. However,
there was little to be done about Michelle distracting him every time she came
into view.
    Sean was leaning on the fender of his Jaguar XK going
through his messages when Michelle walked up to him. With her tight jeans,
formfitting blouse and a leather jacket hooked on one finger over her shoulder,
she took his breath away. She’d taken her hair out of the ponytail and allowed
her auburn locks to cascade down her back. The whole package sent his cock
twitching. He could feel his hand fisted in all that hair as he thrust inside
that perfect ass of hers.
    She was right about one thing—her horrible diner uniform
left a lot to the imagination. Even his vivid imagination hadn’t envisioned her
looking this hot. Oh fuck no. If he had known, he would have been more
aggressive in his pursuit.
    “Sorry I kept you waiting. It took longer to cash out than I
expected.”
    He noticed her voice quivered and that she was fidgeting
with the strap on her purse.
    “No problem. I’m glad you decided to give this a try.” He
unlocked the passenger door and opened it for her.
    “I don’t honestly know if I can do this, Mr. Jameson. I’ve
never been to a fet club and I certainly never considered working at one. No
offense intended. I’m sure it’s