Nearly a week passed after that intense night, and Ethan hadn't touched her since. Every day, Chloe counted down the hours, hoping to be called into his office, ready to surrender her body to his hands once more. But each evening, Ethan remained buried in his paperwork, barely looking up when she said goodnight. Her frustration grew until she finally resolved that, by Friday, she would beg him for the pleasure she so desperately missed.
But before she could act on her plan, his deep voice broke her train of thought, standing right by her desk.
“It’s Friday. I want you to spend the weekend with me at a resort in Cape Cod. What do you say?”
Breathless at the sudden invitation, Chloe stammered, “I... I’d love to. But I don’t have any clothes packed...”
“Don’t worry about that,” Ethan smiled. “We’ll pick up a few things on the way.”
Hurriedly packing her things, they drove to a high-end boutique downtown. Overwhelmed by the luxury brands, Chloe hesitated to touch anything, knowing a single outfit cost more than her previous monthly wages. Sensing her hesitation, Ethan leaned in close.
“I want to buy you a few things for the trip and the office. Don't be shy.”
He quickly selected three elegant, perfectly tailored outfits that complemented her skin tone and figure. Glancing at the receipt, Chloe was shocked by the thousands of dollars spent, but Ethan simply offered a reassuring smile.
Ethan drove them out of the city himself in his sleek Mercedes. As they hit the open highway toward the coast, he turned to her.
“Aren't you going to ask where I'm taking you?”
“It doesn't matter,” Chloe replied softly and honestly. “As long as I'm with you, I'm happy.”
Touched, Ethan reached over and squeezed her hand, a shared silence filling the car as they both anticipated what the night would bring. By the time they arrived at the luxury coastal hotel, the evening lights were reflecting off the water. Ethan sent her up to the suite first, mentioning he had a quick errand to run.
The suite was spectacular, featuring a large balcony overlooking the ocean. Chloe took a long, hot shower and opened the shopping bags. She chose a deep crimson silk dress with a plunging neckline that left her shoulders bare, accentuating her pale skin. As she admired herself in the mirror, a knock sounded at the door. Ethan walked in, holding a vibrant bouquet of red roses. Overwhelmed with happiness, she felt as if she were living a dream.