AN: I had originally planned to add her to the harem before it became too big. This chapter shows her side as she preps up. Still 2 slots left and almost 300 chs. Let's see how it goes. 😅😅Â
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Kate stepped into her penthouse, kicked the door shut behind her, and dropped her handbag on the nearest chair while already tugging at the zipper of her dress. "Okay, this is happening," she muttered under her breath, excitement still buzzing in her chest as she pulled the dress over her head and let it fall to the floor without a second glance.
She slipped out of her heels next, one after the other, then walked across the living room while unfastening her bra, tossing it onto the couch before stepping out of the rest of her clothes. The faint chill of the air brushed against her skin, but she barely noticed as she moved quickly toward the bathroom, her mind already racing ahead to the lunch meeting.
"Can't go there dripping in sweat," she whispered with a quiet laugh, pushing the bathroom door open and stepping inside.
She turned the shower knob and waited a second as steam slowly began to fill the room, then stepped under the water with a soft sigh as the warmth washed over her shoulders. The tension from the morning slipped away almost instantly, and she tilted her head back, letting the water run through her hair.
She reached for the shampoo. "I don't know why I'm this excited," she mumbled. "Yeah, working with him is like getting a blockbuster and attention. But ain't I too excited?" She thought for a moment. "Nah, I don't think so."
She worked quickly, running her fingers through her hair while replaying possibilities in her mind. Was it a drama, something emotional and layered like before, or maybe something completely different that would push her into unfamiliar territory? With Alex, it could be anything, and that uncertainty only made her more excited.
"I hope it's something new and challenging," she mumbled.
After rinsing, she reached for the body wash.
Kate lathered the body wash between her palms until it foamed thick and creamy, then spread it slowly over her shoulders and down her arms. The rich scent of vanilla and musk filled the steamy air as she worked the suds across her chest, her fingers gliding over the soft curves of her breasts. Her nipples tightened under the warm spray and the slick touch of her own hands, sending a small spark of awareness through her body.
She continued lower, tracing the foam over her stomach and around her hips. One hand slipped between her thighs, spreading the lather along her inner legs and over the smooth skin of her pussy. Her fingers lingered there for a moment, parting her folds gently as she cleaned herself. A quiet breath escaped her lips when her fingertips brushed her clit, the sensation sharper than usual because of how keyed up she felt.
"Damn, why does everything feel so sensitive today?" she whispered, pressing a little firmer. She circled the small bud once, twice, feeling a warm throb build low in her belly. The excitement from the upcoming meeting with Alex mixed with the hot water and the slippery touch, making her pulse quicken.
She did not stop to think too hard about it. Instead, she kept washing, sliding her soapy hand back and forth along her slit while her other hand cupped and squeezed one breast, rolling the stiff nipple between her thumb and finger. Her hips rocked forward slightly into her own touch as the pleasure grew steadier, deeper.
Water cascaded over her, rinsing away the suds, but she stayed under the stream. Her breathing grew heavier. She leaned one shoulder against the cool tile wall for support and let her fingers move faster, focusing on her clit with quick, light strokes. The ache between her legs intensified.
"Fuck... just a little," she breathed, eyes half closed. She pushed two fingers inside herself, curling them against that sensitive spot while her thumb kept rubbing her clit in tight circles. Her legs trembled as the pressure built fast and hot. She imagined Alex's hands instead of her own, strong and sure, and that thought pushed her right over the edge.Â
She wanted to stop, thinking this was wrong on so many levels, but her fingers kept moving, and her body tensed, a sharp gasp leaving her throat as the orgasm hit. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around her fingers, waves of pleasure rolling through her core and down her thighs. She rode it out, stroking herself through every pulse until the intensity faded into soft aftershocks.
Kate stayed under the water for another minute, catching her breath, a small satisfied smile on her lips. The nervous energy from earlier had burned off, leaving her relaxed and clear-headed.
She leaned back on the wall for a moment. After her first messy marriage and divorce in 2001, she has been single and poured herself into work and career. She has dated a few after the divorce, but none of those relationships worked. She felt something was missing. After working with Alex, she developed a crush on him. She even dropped many hints on the set, but back then, he wasn't interested in a relationship and was focusing on his career, just like her. So, they never talked about it.Â
However, over the years whenever they met on Red Carpet events, Oscars or any other social meets, those old feelings kept coming up and she just couldn't help it. All she could do was keep it in her heart and pretend to be friends.Â
Even after she heard about Alex dating multiple girls, the rumors, and the photos on social media of Alex kissing Max and Angelina, then Scarlett, Evangeline, and Halle's pregnancy news... Still, her feelings didn't change. Instead, it increased even more. She knew it was so wrong, yet the thought of doing the wrong thing felt so exciting.
And, in the end...Â
...she has reached her limits.
Kate turned off the shower, stepped out, and grabbed a thick towel. She dried herself thoroughly, rubbing the soft fabric over her still sensitive skin, then wrapped it around her head.
She walked into the bedroom.
She sat down at her vanity table, unwrapped the towel from her hair, and picked up the blow dryer. The warm air rushed through her damp strands as she ran her fingers through them, styling her hair into loose, effortless waves that fell just past her shoulders.Â
Next came the makeup. Kate leaned closer to the mirror, applying a light foundation that evened out her skin, followed by a touch of blush on her cheeks to bring out a fresh glow. She lined her eyes with a soft smoky shadow that made her gaze sharper, then added mascara to lengthen her lashes. A bold red lipstick finished the look, the color vibrant and confident against her skin. She pressed her lips together, checking the result from different angles.
Staring at her reflection, she gave herself a little pep talk.
"Come on, Kate. You have worked with him before. This is just another meeting. Professional. But God, you want more than that. You have waited long enough. Today, you are going to show him exactly what he has been missing. No more hiding it. No more pretending you are just friends. You are going to walk in there looking like the woman who knows what she wants."
She smiled at herself in the mirror, a mix of nerves and determination in her eyes.
"Own it. You deserve this excitement. You deserve him noticing you the way you have always noticed him. Now, I sound like a creepy stalker. Focus."
Satisfied, she stood up and walked to her wardrobe. She opened the doors wide, the white lighting inside illuminating rows of carefully hung clothes. After a moment of consideration, she pulled out two dresses and laid them on the bed.
The first was a sexy bright red dress. It had a subtle cleavage that hinted at the curves beneath without being obvious, a fitted bodice that would hug her waist, and a hem that fell just above her knees. The fabric was smooth and slightly stretchy enough to move with her body in all the right ways.
The second was a classic white dress, equally sexy in its own elegant way. It featured a deeper V-neckline that plunged just enough to draw the eye, delicate straps that left her shoulders bare. It was a gown-style dress.
Kate stood there in nothing but her skin, holding one dress up against her body in front of the full-length mirror, then switching to the other. She turned side to side, imagining how each would look once she slipped it on. The red one screamed confidence and heat. The white one promised clean sophistication with an undeniable allure.
She bit her lower lip, weighing her options. Both would turn heads, but which one would make Alex really see her today?
After a few more moments, she decided to try both dresses. She slipped into the bright red dress first, zipping it up the side and smoothing it down over her hips. The fabric clung perfectly to her breasts, waist, and butt, accentuating every curve. She paired it with black heels that added height and made her legs look endless. A quick spritz of her favorite perfume, a final check in the mirror, and she felt ready.
"Looking good," She nodded.
She then changed into the white dress next. The plunging neckline revealed more of her cleavage, the soft white fabric contrasting beautifully against her skin. It felt lighter, sexier in a teasing way. She adjusted the straps, turned, and admired her hot yet elegant self.
"Red or white?"Â
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