Chapter 39

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Chapter 39

-Thirty Minutes

Michelle smiles at the middle aged couple already on the elevator as she gets on it.  She’s on her way to her husband’s office to meet him in time to make their dinner reservations.  The couple doesn’t look like they know where they are going.  She wonders if they realize that the offices of Hurst Corporation are closed for the day.  Maybe one of the executives has a late meeting with them.  

The woman looks extremely nervous, the man has his arm around her waist he’s almost holding her up.  Her head lays against his shoulder for support.  Michelle can tell she’s been crying.  Her eyes are red and she has a balled up handkerchief in one of her hands.  The man doesn’t look to much better.  She can see the lines under his eyes. They are also red he looks like he hasn’t slept for days. 

The elevator doors open on the executive floor.  Michelle steps out turning toward Cameron’s office she cautiously walks down the empty hallway aware that they are coming off of the elevator behind her.  She can hear them talking to each other she turns around to see them staring at the office directory.  

Walking back to where they stand she looks at their confused faces.  “Hi, can I help you find the office you’re looking for?”  She says with a slight smile. 

“Hello miss.  Thanks for being so helpful.  My wife and I came here to see a Mr. Braylin Hurst.  I don’t know if he will see us.  I’m sorry we’re coming here so late but we took a chance that he can help……”  Getting choked up the man is unable to finish his sentence. 

The woman grasp his hand placing her other hand over it holding on.  “It’s alright Charles.”  She says as comfort.  Turning to Michelle with pleading eyes she clears her throat. 

“I’m sorry my husband and I are in a tough situation.  We don’t have an appointment, we don’t know Mr. Hurst.  We have a mutual acquaintance.  We thought maybe if we could explain everything to him, he would help us talk to her.”  The woman says. 

Michelle is intently listening.  Her heart goes out to them, she can see that they are suffering through something very serious.  Nodding her head in understanding she holds out her hand for the woman to shake.  “I’m sorry…..I’m Michelle Hurst and you are?” 

The woman catches her breath.  She looks at her husband then turns back to Michelle to shake her hand with a slight smile.  “You’re married to one of them aren’t you?”  She says with an incredulous smile that breaks through all of her sadness. 

“Well…I don’t know who you’re referring to, but I am married to Cameron Hurst.  He’s one of the CEO’s of this company if that’s what you mean?”  She answers as an explanation. 

“Oh that’s perfect, that’s wonderful, do you think you could take us to meet him.  My name is Cecil Sheffield and this is my husband Charles.  Our son Liam…..our son is in trouble and the mutual friend is Kara Santino.”  Cecil Sheffield explains. 

Michelle loudly clears her throat to get rid of the huge lump in it.  She gets nervous momentarily and starts to look around.  Looking up she sees the security camera.  She knows they are being watched.  Why are these people here?  Their son is a fugitive.  Kara told her what Liam Sheffield did to her.  She told her how mean his mother was to her.  This woman doesn’t fit the description she was given.  Michelle hates Liam based on what she knows he did.  She has never met him but now she’s standing before his parents and they expect her to take them to her husband to ask for help.  For what their son did to her friend…. 

“Mr. and Mrs. Sheffield?  Michelle says with doubt. 

“Yes….were Liam’s parents.  The young man that the police are looking for.  He didn’t know what he was doing.  Please Mrs. Hurst, can you take us to your husband so we can speak with him.  Maybe he can help us.  I know my son has to pay for what he did, but I’m afraid for his life?”  Charles Sheffield implores. 

Michelle doesn’t know what to say.  She chews on her bottom lip while watching the sad duo in front of her.  She doesn’t want to lead them to Cameron’s office, what if they are crazy and came here to hurt someone.  She doesn’t know these people. 

“I tell you what.  Why don’t you go back downstairs, go outside and take a right to the restaurant next door.  I’ll get my husband and we’ll meet you there?  Will that work for you?”  Michelle offers. 

The woman smiles in understanding.  “It’s fine….we’ll do as you say but please take us seriously we mean you no harm.  We really are trying to get someone’s help.  We don’t know who to turn to.  We thought maybe we should approach James Monroe, we decided it would be much safer to come here first?”  Mrs. Sheffield explains. 

“I understand, I won’t let you down.  We’ll be there.  Ask for a booth seat so we can have some privacy.  We’ll be there within thirty minutes I promise you.”  Michelle tries to comfort them. 

“Come on Cecil, let’s do as she says.  We have nothing to lose.  We can only try.”  Mr. Sheffield places his arm around his wife’s shoulder.  They turn to walk back toward the elevator.  Michelle turns away from them to race down the hallway to Cameron’s office. 

Cameron is signing off on his last contract when Michelle slams his office door hurrying to his desk.  She’s breathing heavy.  Throwing her purse and coat on top of his desk messing up his papers she starts to talk fast with wide eyes and flaying hands.  He’s seen her like this before he knows just what to do. Getting up from his desk he walks around it.  

Grabbing ahold of her arms he pulls her toward him kissing her lips with so much passion she calms down responding to his kiss until she no longer can breathe.  Jerking away from him she taps his chest. 

“Don’t do that Cam.  I have something important to tell you.”  She says still wrapped in the security of his arms. 

“Yeah well I’m glad you’re here on time for a change, but I haven’t finished.  I have to handle this right away.”  He lets her go walking back around to his computer.  

“Cam now you can handle me, I’ve got something I need to tell you.”  She follows him grabbing at his already loose tie that’s about to fall off of him she pulls it from around his neck laying it on his desk. 

“Michelle….I’m working, now if you want to crawl up on that desk and spread those lovely legs of yours, I’ll work on you for a while but I’ve got to finish this.  His large hands cup her waist. 

“Will it take more than thirty minutes?”  There is obvious desire in her eyes.     

‘Baby, you know I can be a fast eater, but I prefer to take my time when it comes to licking you.”  Her lips slightly part in an “O”.   She frowns not sure he’s responding to what she’s asking about. 

Sliding his hands down her waist his fingers touch the hem of her dress slowly lifting it revealing her panties.  He grunts as one of his hands cups her sex over the thin layer of material slipping a finger inside feeling her wetness. 

Michelle moans sliding her hand over his wrist with little attempt to stop him.  He slips another finger inside her teasing, causing her to moan louder.  Removing her hand from his wrist she slides it up his chest to his neck pulling his head down to kiss his lips.  

“We can do it in less than thirty Michelle since you’re already wet for me.”  He murmurs against her mouth.  Before Michelle’s lust fogged mind has time to react he lifts her on top of his desk spreading her bent legs.  He kisses her left knee as his hands start to remove her panties. 

Michelle wants to feel his tongue inside her but she has to remember what she is supposed to be doing.  “Ohm….Cam wait, we shouldn’t….”  He has her panties off he’s touching her intimately increasing her wetness.  His head lowers his long tongue slides out lapping at her pinkness, he licks long, tasting and teasing making her body quiver.  Holding her hand to her head, she tries to think clearly. 

“Oh god….oh god….Cam.”  She huskily murmurs trying to close her legs he spreads them open again. 

“Yes baby…hold on, I’ll take care of everything.”  He says unbuttoning his shirt removing it. 

Just as Michelle gets herself together and is ready to speak she feels his lips on her skin kissing her thigh.  Arching her back the touch of his lips sucking, licking he trails his tongue up her leg causing her body to quake. 

Think Michelle, think.  She squeezes her eyes shut trying to focus.  “Cameron….ah….we….need to….need to….Oh shhhhit……..” 

His head is buried between her legs his tongue is sweeping in, out, up and down.  He doesn’t leave a drop.  His head bobs up, down side to side.  Her ears register the slurps and sucking sounds he’s making. 

The sounds of his pleasured moans mixed with her own make her wetter.  Her hips sway back and forth his tongue reaches deep within her core. Her body convulses in spasms of pleasure.  Her hands reach for something to grip.  She doesn’t know whether to scream out his name or to beg for forgiveness. 

Holding on to the edge of the desk gripping it as much as she can she calls his name as her orgasm hits hard and fast.  He’s bent over her now capturing her lips, his tongue sweeps inside her mouth seeking and finding her tongue.  His pants are down around his ankles she whimpers feeling for his manhood he doesn’t hesitate or make her wait he rams it deep within her.  Thrusting and pounding into each other Michelle tries to cut through the fog of the sex their having telling herself it isn’t thirty minutes yet.  

She keeps saying it over and over to the rhythmic thrust of their bodies joined together.  Another orgasm hits, her body quivers and shakes against him she doesn’t give a damn about the thirty minutes anymore.  He nuzzles her neck feeling his own orgasm take over his body.  Michelle moans underneath him, he’s not sure if he’s done what she wanted or if it wasn’t enough.  They are both breathing heavy.  “Michelle…”  His voice is a husky whisper.  She’s crying like Lucy Ricardo from I love Lucy. 

“Michelle.”  He’s now scared.  He’s lying on top of her on top of his desk, the contents from the top of his desk are scattered.  Papers are smudged and wrinkled below their satiated bodies.  His laptop is pushed to the edge about to fall off his desk.  His pens, papers are scattered on the floor around them mixed with her panties and his discarded clothes.   He lifts up to move away from her, she grabs him around the neck her legs wrap around him like a vice. 

“No…Cam, we aren’t supposed to be doing this.  I told you I had something to tell you.  It’s important.”  She whales.

“Baby, you didn’t stop me I thought you wanted this?”  He kisses the salty tears on her cheeks, her chin her lips. 

“Of course I wanted it after you…you licked me.  How could I say no?”  She closes her eyes shivering with memory.  Just stop it Cam.  You’re making it worse.  Her arm is wrapped around his waist keeping their bodies pressed against one another. 

“Michelle, you’re holding on to me.”  He reminds her. 

“Oh…oh…yeah….yeah.  Get off me you oversexed workaholic.”  She pushes at his bare chest.  He slides off of her stepping around his puddle of clothes on the floor she sets up her legs still gapped open. 

He licks his lips, his eyes are still filled with desire.  “Michelle, unless you’re ready for round two you better close your legs.  She slams her legs shut although she’s feeling amorous again staring at his naked body in front of her. 

“Oh yeah, help me off of this desk.  I don’t think you’re going to be using any of these contracts.  I hope you have copies somewhere.  Come on we’ve got to get cleaned up, it’s got to be past thirty minutes.”  He rolls his eyes not understanding her but he helps her off the desk she rushes to his office bathroom pulling him with her.  He barely has time to reach down and grab his clothes on the floor. 

She’s cleaned herself off in his bathroom, now she’s cleaning him up while she explains about the Sheffield’s being in the elevator and how they are supposed to meet them next door in thirty minutes. 

He’s enjoying her hands on his body, he’s getting excited again.  He’s not sure he believes what she’s saying, it doesn’t make sense that these people would come to them. 

“I’m serious Cameron Mitchell Hurst.  That man that attacked Kara, his parents were just here.   They wanted to see Braylin I told them that he wasn’t here, I told them we would talk to them.”  She tries not to react to the growing boner he’s getting as she cleans him off. 

“Michelle….what did you do that for.  I’m not talking to those people.  We have nothing to do with that.  That bastard should be arrested for what he did to Kara.”  Cameron stiffly replies he’s just barely concentrating on what she’s saying. 

“I’m not saying he shouldn’t.  Cam, they were in the elevator riding up here to look for Braylin.  I sent them to Ruby’s next door.  I’m just saying, if we don’t talk to them to find out why he did it we may never know.  They mentioned going to see James Monroe because nobody would listen to them.  You know what that means.”  She gives him a little tug and he frowns at her.  They both say it together.  “Amelia.” 

“Goddammit….that woman is a walking piece of dynamite.  Was she put on this earth to ruin everything she touches?  Do they know where their son is?”  He buries his face in her hair. 

“I don’t know…..let’s just go talk to them and find out, please Cam.”  She circles her hand around his girth massaging, stroking it. 

“Baby that’s not the way to convince me to leave this office.  You’re going to hell for this.”  He sighs frowning down at her. 

She kisses him on the side of his mouth squeezing what she’s holding in her hands.  He closes his eyes and growls. 

“Please….let’s just go over there and hear what they have to say if they are still there.”  She slowly teases his tip, his hands are rubbing and squeezing her butt cheeks.  

“You can call Braylin and Kara after we talk to them to see if they want to speak with them.”  She kisses him again on his chin.  

“Alright…..Release the beast Michelle or I’m going to bend you over this sink. 

“Oh…oh…kay…..dammit.  She reluctantly let’s go of his manhood. 

By the time they leave Hurst Corporation and go next door the Sheffield are walking out.  Michelle runs to them just in time.  She introduces them to Cameron.  He ask the hostess if they can have a private booth she escorts them to one.  The moment he sets down and looks at the faces of the two people in front of him he knows it’s going to be a long night. 

The Sheffield’s look emotionally wrought, they grasp each other’s hands tightly as they face Michelle and Cameron.  As they talk Cameron learns things about the Monroe’s and Amelia he never knew.  He has them if they can wait a little longer he wants to call his brother. 

It’s what they have wanted all along so they don’t mind.  He ask them if they can come back to Hurst Corporation to further discuss what they are telling him they agree. 

Cameron gets up from the table excusing himself to go call Braylin, he’s on his way to the restroom.  Michelle gets up behind him he notices her quickly walking he thinks to catch up to him he stops to wait for her but she doesn’t stop she walks quickly ahead of him. 

He looks at the Sheffield’s then turns around to see her walking funny in front of him.  He increases his stride catching her by the arm just before she goes into the restroom. 

“What is wrong with you?  You just left them there?”   He whispers in her ear. 

“Cam have you seen what I’m wearing.  My dress is too short, we’re sitting on cold plastic my ass is cold, I had to move.”  She tells him with a straight face he looks perplexed. 

“What are you talking about, I swear sometimes….”  He shakes his head pinching the bridge between his nose. 

She huffs at him mumbling something under her breathe.  There’s an announcement made of a table being ready.  A woman walks by going past them into the restroom. 

“What….”  He frowns not understanding what she said.  She mumbles a little louder but another announcement for someone’s table drowns out the sound of her voice again.  He motions that he doesn’t understand by shaking his head and waving his hands. 

“What….”  He says still perplexed. 

“Dammit Cameron Hurst…I said I’m not wearing any panties.”  She yells.  The announcements are finished.   Two men have come out of the men’s restroom.  They overheard her they come to a standstill directly in front of Michelle and Cameron their eyes fixate on her. 

She blushes as three sets of eyes are now on her.  He turns to the men gazing at his wife lustfully. 

“Do you mind…?”  He doesn’t hide his displeasure of their looks.  The men scatter quickly walking away. 

“You want to announce it to the world?”  He rolls his eyes. 

“No….you’re the one hard of hearing old man.”  She tugs on her dress trying to pull it down. 

“Watch it…you may not get any more of this later on tonight.”  He threatens. 

“Back at you Mr. less than thirty minutes the Sheffield's were leaving."

“You shouldn’t taste so good, I’m hungry again.”  He responds pinching her ass and rubbing it. 

She jumps out of his reach.  “Cam stop being so nasty we can’t take them back to your office?” 

“Why not?  We can’t talk about all this stuff in here?”  He pulls her away from the restroom door. 

“Seriously Cameron….we just screwed on your desk.  My panties are on the floor in your office.  Your desk might be….a little sticky to conduct business on.  We forgot to clean up they will see it.”  She bites her bottom lip. 

“Ack….Guess you don’t mind the cleaning crew finding everything do you?”  He smirks. 

“I mind…but I’ll be horrified if we take these people back there.  You’ve got to reach Braylin so we can go to his office.”  Michelle explains. 

“Yeah…come on.  We’ll clean up after they leave.”  He slides his hand around her waist.

Michelle and Cameron stay with them and they all order some dinner.  While waiting for their meal Cameron tries to reach Braylin but there’s no answer it goes to his voicemail.  He assures them as soon as he can reach his brother he will have him meet them at their company.

**Thanks for Reading.

-These Hurst men.....whew!  I couldn't resist a serious but naughty chapter.

Hope you guys are still out there voting and giving your opinions.  I'm afraid I can't beat Aaron for the dirtiest mind Hurst... Cameron's a doerrrrr.  He believes in getting the job done.

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