She giggled and realised the line from text to sext had now been crossed.
Juan looked straight at her, his eyes bored into her as she giggled like a schoolgirl.
She smiled and rolled over onto her front on the lounger partly because she’d been on her back for a while, but also so she could conceal herself from Juan’s gaze.
She closed her eyes, turning her head sideways and smiled as the heat of the sun washed over her body. Suddenly she was in the shade and as she opened her eyes saw legs next to her and immediately recognised Jim’s jeans. She looked up to smile at him. He offered her a hand.
“Come with me, please.”
He sounded agitated, but not angry. She took his hand, got to her feet then slipped on the trainers she’d previously chosen to wear with her shorts and vest. He led her towards the house, stopping when they reached Juan.
“Hello, Ricky. Covering for your brother while he’s away?”
This was Juan’s brother. Presumably his straight brother. Tasha allowed herself a small grimace as she realised her mistake.
“Hi, Mr Maybury, yes, but I don’t mind.” He grinned at Tasha.
“I bet,” replied Jim. “This is my girlfriend, Tasha. Tasha, this is Juan’s brother, Ricky.”
Before either of them had an opportunity to exchange pleasantries Jim was leading Tasha into the house.
“Go and get your planner and meet me back in my office, baby.” He placed a single, playful smack to her behind as she moved past him.
She ran upstairs, grabbed her planner and threw on a t-shirt as a cover up before skipping back downstairs where she found Jim on the phone, very much in business mode. He looked every inch the business exec even in his casual attire; the voice, the expression, everything. She became aware of him in his chair staring at her in the doorway. He waved for her to come in and moved back from the desk, summoning her to his lap. She climbed into his lap and faced the computer screen where Jim’s schedule was displayed.
He put an arm around her, pulled her back towards him and kissed her hair while he continued talking on the phone.
“So, how much have we spent already? What?” His shouting made Tasha jump. “Right, well no more, otherwise there’ll be no profit at all. Okay, redo the figures and let me have them. No. I won’t be back in the office until Monday, but you can email them to me before then.” He hung up and turned his attention to Tasha. “So, to clarify, Juan is most definitely gay. However, his brother, Ricky, is most definitely not and was obviously enjoying the view poolside and how considerate, knowing he was staring at your tits and legs you rolled over to show him your ass.”
Tasha looked at him and smiled. “Sorry, I really thought it was Juan and I was confused, because he is so not gay!” She laughed with a small grimace at her error.
“Or maybe you un-gayed him, like the air steward.” Jim’s suggestion was accompanied by a smile. “And for the record it was a glorious view. Now, planner,” he ordered, going back into business mode.
With Tasha’s plans laid out before them Jim input the dates from her planner onto his own schedule for the following three months and then started adding extra details on their combined schedule. “Right, I can come to you there and combine it with a London première we need someone to attend. You could fly back out here.” He continued doing this without asking for any assistance. “Enter your email address and then we’ll both know where the other is.”
