The Plan by Apryl Summers

up from under the
table, the waiter returned. Before I could retreat back under the table, he saw
me. I grabbed my right earlobe with both hands and said, “ I thought I lost it. ” Fastening my earring, I looked at the
waiter and said, “ These
babies cost more than tonight ’ s
meal and I was not going home with just one. ”
    “ I can ’ t blame you, ” he said.
    I turned toward Harvey and said, “ Well, honey, are you ready to go? ”
    Harvey smiled and said, “ Yes, dear. ” He stood up and
when he did, I immediately saw a white spot on his pants. With a closer look, I
noticed a portion of his underpants sticking out. It was stuck in his zipper.
Without hesitation, I walked over to him, placed my left hand around his waist
and then reached over with my right and unzipped his zipper. I quickly tucked
his shorts inside his pants and zipped him up. “ Honey, you need to be more observant when
you go to the bathroom. ”
    When we walked out front, waiting on David
to pull the car around, Harvey placed his hand on my shoulder and said, “ What was that all about? ”
    “ What,
the blowjob? ” I
asked.
    “ Yeah. ”
    “ Well,
if you don ’ t
like me, I can tell Elaine you want someone else. ”
    “ No,
it ’ s not that, ” Harvey said. “ What happened to you? ”
    “ You
don ’ t like me now? ”
    “ Yes,
I like you, but I brought you out to eat not to have sex. ”
    “ You
don ’ t like sex? ” I prodded.
    “ That ’ s just it. Up until last night, I loved
sex. I ’ d die
for it. But now …” Harvey
stopped, walked a few steps away, combed his fingers through his hair, turned
around and said, “ Was
this you or the job? ”
    I paused, wondering what to say. It was
time to seal my con.
    Harvey Goldman, you ’ re mine now.
    “ Well? ” Harvey
asked.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    7
    The Strategy
    I
turned and faced him. “ Harvey,
can ’ t a woman change her mind? ” I walked over to where he was standing,
reached out and grabbed his hands. I looked straight into his eyes, leaned
forward and kissed him on the lips. “ Okay … it was me. ”
    Harvey smiled so hard I think he pulled a
muscle. I let go of his hands, wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled
myself in tight, resting my head against his left shoulder. I pressed my boobs
on his chest and he responded by wrapping his arms around me. I pulled my head
back, looked into his green eyes and started singing one of Frank Sinatra
songs, “ I
want to be part of it, New York, New York. ”
    ***
    The next day Harvey called me early — well, early for me, it was 11 am. Barely
awake, I answered the phone with a sluggish tone, “ Good morning, Harvey. It ’ s good to hear your voice. Do you miss me? ”
    “ Of
course, I do. ”
    “ Did
you enjoy dinner last night? ” I
asked in a provocative voice.
    “ The
food was great, ” he
nonchalantly responded.
    “ What
about dessert, did you enjoy that? ”
    “ Banana
caramel cream delight is my favorite. ”
    This was not the Harvey Goldman Alex
portrayed, something was wrong with him. I had spoken with Janine the day
before to see how she was feeling, knowing I was taking her place while she was
recovering from food poisoning. She filled me with Harvey ’ s sexual desires and gave me pointers on
what to do to earn a large tip. Her description of him was nothing like the
Harvey I was dealing with. I had figured it out though. He was in love with me
and did not want to dive into his fetishes and dark desires.
    He doesn ’ t want me to play with me. He actually
wants me.
    Harvey changed the subject. He told me he
was flying out in the morning. Then he brought it up again, “ Have you thought anymore about New York? ”
    I told him I needed more time, but that I
was thinking about it. Then he discussed plans for that night. He wanted to
know what I would like to do, I told him to call me back around three o ’ clock and I would let him know.
    I was to meet Larry and Robert at 1