Heather pressed into the chest of the young man she had been talking with. He was tall but certainly not over six foot but he was taller than her and in her book that was her first requirement. He wore a black coat with assless chaps and the front folded out allowing for his cock to come out. Heather unbuttoned the flap and leaned into him. His nervous expression changed to one of blissful excitement as Heather licked her hand and started stroking his fleshy pole. He moaned as she stroked it with her palm and fingers and curled around the ridge. Heather spread her legs over him and left his firmness glide along the outside of her wetness. His youth and inexperience showed as he wasn’t sure what to do with his hands. She grabbed them and placed them on her breasts and moaned. His hands tenderly groped her small breasts and she hoped he would start taking over. Heather was thirty percent dominant and seventy percent submissive. She wasn’t shy about starting something but she enjoyed it when the guy took control. This guy though was not confident in his ability to take over, not yet. She slid off and he opened his eyes and looked at her. Heather pulled out a pen and wrote her number on his arm.
“Call me sometime.” She said and walked off. Heather had given out her number to five guys and had touched three of them. Only one actually touched her back which was disappointing but nevertheless she enjoyed herself. She walked across the room and found Kaelynn sitting in a chair alone.
“Lynn? You okay?”
Kaelynn looked to Heather with an expression of daze and confusion mixed with surprise and astonishment.
“Lynn. What’s wrong? What happened to the guy?”
Kaelynn lifted up her hand and showed Heather the card who snatched it and turned it over in her fingers.
“So what happened?” Heather asked.
“He wants to date me. And we are meeting tomorrow after I get off work.” Kaelynn replied.
“That’s...wait what? You are going to date him, date him? Like go out and get to know each other date him?”
Kaelynn nodded her head, eyes glazed over.
“That was what you wanted. Right?” Heather asked.
Kaelynn nodded again.
“Then why do you look like you just got slapped in the face?”
“Heather.” Kaelynn said. “Look at the name on the card.”
Heather turned the card over and looked at the name engraved in silver lettering.
“Tristan...Claymore…” Heather said the name as if she were rolling a piece of cookie dough around in her mouth. Tasting it and feeling it out. “Tristan Claymore. Why does that sound familiar?”
Kaelynn waited and watched her friend as the realization of why that name sounded familiar crossed her mind. Her jaw fell open and her brows lifted up to meet her hairline.
“Claymore? Like Harrison Claymore of Claymore industries? Leading producer of-“
“-all things combat and security related.” Kaelynn finished.
“You are going to be dating the son of a millionaire.” Heather said in astonishment.
“Heather.” Kaelynn replied. “Tristan Claymore is the owner of the company since his father retired. He is a multimillionaire.”
“I get felt up by a few strangers meanwhile you are getting to know a friggin million...sorry...multimillionaire.” Heather said but she noticed Kaelynn still looked stunned. “What’s really bothering you?”
“I...just didn’t expect this is all.” Kaelynn replied.
“Don’t think about it Lynn. Enjoy this. Wherever it takes you, enjoy it.” Heather replied.
“Wow. Heather those were wise words coming from you. I didn’t know you had wisdom like that.”
“Shut up and let’s go.” Heather chuckled and walked out.