Riley
Roaming around the first floor of Griffin’s house with a glass of whiskey in my hand made me feel like this party was going to be a lot different than the first party at Griffin’s. I wasn’t here as a guest; I was helping Griffin. He was relying on me to help him find those who didn’t have morals. Griffin told me that he would stroll by his den every half hour to see if I had caught anyone. He was very clear, though; he wanted the women to come to me rather than me pursuing them.
As I walked around the house, making myself visible to those who had been flirting with me off and on at the office, I saw that fucking bitch, Kathryn. From a distance, I watched her laugh with some of the women from work. Were the women that dense that they couldn’t tell how fake she was?I wondered if Kathryn knew how many people at Evans Financial wanted to bang her fiancé … or how many had had their mouths on him.
She had straight, jet-black hair that went down to the middle of her back and very pale skin. I knew that wasn’t her natural hair color. The fair skin and blue eyes told me she was most likely of Nordic descent, and jet-black hair wasn’t a common trait. Kathryn wore a bright blue dress with a completely open back, and pleated fabric gathered at the small of her back. The size of her frame told me that those voluptuous tits she was flaunting all over the place were also fake.
She was just one completely fake bitch. I knew she was nothing more than a gold digger. I glanced down the hallway at Griffin’s den and could see the door was wide open and the light was on. When my eyes flicked back to Kathryn, I was surprised to see that she had been looking at me. She smiled flirtatiously when our eyes connected. I looked down the hallway again at the den’s open door. I could show Griffin that she was nothing more than what I had her pegged as—an unfaithful gold digger.
Was it wise for me to veer off the path of only baiting employees of Evans Financial? It would be a huge risk, but if Griffin saw her for what she truly was, then maybe he would see that I can be more to him.
I tossed back the rest of my drink and set the empty glass on the small wooden table beside the stairs. My hands were sweating as I wandered down the long hallway. I stopped twice to make chitchat with a few employees. Both times I managed to glance in the direction of Kathryn, and both times, she was eyeing me. I had been talking with a couple that was closest to Griffin’s den, and when I moved away, I decided that I’d just walk into the den and see if she appeared.
Once I was inside, I looked around and remembered the last time I was in here. My eyes focused on the two chairs that faced one another by the window. I longed to sit there opposite Griffin and talk or just stare at one another.
“Hi,” a woman’s voice greeted me and pulled me away from my fantasy and into the present. I turned to find Kathryn standing there with her arms behind her, holding on to the edge of the door. The placement of her hands made her fake breasts push forward, drawing my eyes to them.
“Hello,” I politely replied, even though I wanted to call out everything fake about her. “You’re Griffin’s girlfriend,” I said as evenly as I could, hoping she’d get the jab about me recognizing her as the girlfriend, but not the fiancée.
“Yes, I’m his fiancée,” Kathryn said in a fake sweet tone.
I hated this bitch.
“You know, until the announcement at work, I had no idea he was involved with someone. He doesn’t have any pictures of you in his office,” I said smugly as she walked toward me.
“Griffin is a private man. We go way back.”
I turned my head to look around the den and smiled. “He doesn’t have any pictures of you in here either.”
“Like I said, Griffin is very private.”
Kathryn’s pale red tongue poked out between her glossy, vibrant red lips and stayed pressed against her bottom lip. Her eyes dragged down my body to my groin.Was this going to be this easy?
“Don’t you need to get back to your fiancé?”
“He won’t notice if I’m gone for a little bit. What is it that you do for him?” Kathryn asked as she put her hands on my chest.
“I just moved into a data entry position,” I proudly said.
“So nothing, really.” She laughed. Fuck, I hated her. I wanted to tell her that her fiancé had fucked my mouth while I’d knelt on his office floor. “Griffin wouldn’t believe anything you said over me.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure,” I said, mirroring her shitty tone.
“As I said, we go way back,” she reiterated.
“Maybe I go way back with Griffin,” I said under my breath as she pressed her tits against my body.
“Doubtful. No one goes as far back as I do with him,” she said with a shrug. “So, do you want to give your hand a break tonight and get this hard cock of yours wet?” Kathryn ran her hand down the length of my cock that pressed embarrassingly against my pants. “You’re quite a bit younger than Griffin is, and I imagine you’re used to a quick fuck.”
This lady was a piece of shit. I couldn’t wait to expose her as the trash she was. Kathryn pulled her dress up over her hips and then knelt on the armrests of one of the leather wingback chairs. It wasn’t a surprise to see that she wasn’t wearing panties. I reached for the condom that was in my pants pocket and quickly rolled it down my shaft.
As soon as I got my cock in her, she said, “I hope you don’t mind if I rub myself while you do your thing. I’d like to make sure I get off.”
“Get your dick out of her, Riley.” Griffin’s voice had been firm but completely calm.
I quickly moved away from Kathryn, and while I tucked myself in my pants, my pulse sped up. He’d see her for the gold-digging bitch she was, right? Griffin crossed the room to Kathryn and took hold of the hand with the huge diamond engagement ring on it. He held it up and looked at me.
“Does this mean anything to you, Riley?” he questioned.
