Chapter 3

His name is Tyrell Fickett. He works under Kat’s father in the laboratories on the forty-sixth floor as the head of research. If anyone knows what Silas Bucher is up to it would be him. After her confrontation with her father and then the dream, Katharina knows she needs to get control over everything again. She doesn’t want the dreams to start up again.

The good thing is she doesn’t have try and fuck the guy for information, she has been doing that already.

Dr. Fickett has worked for the company and Silas Bucher since he finished his degree and graduated. Silas didn’t give the man a chance to find a job or anyone else to scoop him up. He has been loyal to Silas and the company since, except for the times he has given information to Kat. But that didn’t start until she seduced him.

She first saw Tyrell at a company picnic. He was standing quietly on the periphery of a group of scientists, all men gathered around the flames of the grill. He looked a somewhat solitary figure, gazing absently at his bottle of beer while the other, with their beers, laughed too much at unfunny jokes. At least they were unfunny to Kat who cannot understand a single joke told by any of the scientists. In the background, a few children were playing noisily in the pool with their parents perched around the edge enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun. It was clear to Kat that it was not at all Tyrell’s scene.

In the laboratory the man is the top of the food chain, insightful and focused on his work. He is cool and professional and totally opposite of how he was at the picnic. Kat had placed him as a little older than herself, perhaps by only a few years, but it was hard to tell. There is was certain gravity about him and that was complemented by his dark framed glasses. At the time she had no idea who he was, and he was only a conquest for her—a way to torment her father.

Kat had always seen him in his white lab coat in the laboratory setting. Seeing him at the party in a different context, casually dressed in a polo shirt and well-fitting jeans and looking lithe and fit, that changed everything. Normally Kat wouldn’t find herself attracted to nerdy scientists, but the way he was dressed and the way he looked stirred something inside her. Basically, for a scientist guy, that was unusual yet not completely unheard of.

As she approached him, his face broke into a lovely smile of recognition. Kat is well known around the company, and it’s not just because she has fucked so many of the employees, but because her picture is up in the lobby next to her father’s. Since she found herself attracted to this guy, she decided to take it a step further right from the beginning and engaged him in a hug. He stood head and shoulders above her petite frame, but she is used to that kind of situation. Though he was already holding a bottle of beer he seemed to be holding it like he wanted something more. So she asked what he was drinking.

When he told her, surprisingly without a hint of sarcasm, she smiled and offered, “If you give me that beer, I know where my father keeps the good stuff.” Since the picnic was at her father’s place, she knew where everything was. “I’ll get you something better.”

Kat was gone for no more than a couple minutes, downing the beer as she expertly mixed up a nice stiff drink for the guy. When she found him again, she handed him the fresh glass of amber liquid. He looked into it then swirled it and took a sniff. “This definitely smells like the good stuff,” he said, then took a good sip. “That is good.” With a smile on her face, Kat disappeared to grab a handful of party food. “You’re spoiling me,” he said. “But it is always good to be with someone who has the inside track.”

Kat caught on to what he meant. Though the man may have been awkward outside the setting of his lab, he still had that same attitude as if he were in it. And as she had learned long ago, there is nothing wrong with stroking a man’s ego, especially when she gets what she wants. “I wouldn’t do it for just anyone,” she responded. “But tell me, do you like these picnics?”

“Well, they always smell better than they taste in my experience,” he answered. “And I have to say that it has never been my favorite way to spend an afternoon. I’m just here because it is a requirement. What about you?”

“Oh, I agree totally,” she replied.

He looked away for a moment and then looked into the girl’s eyes. “Look,” he said. “If you can make it happen so that I don’t get in trouble with your father, then we could slip away. I know of a real good place to grab a bite, ran by a world renown chef. It’s open all day. I assume you’ve got something nice to drive.”

They had struck an instant rapport and Kat very much liked his boldness in wanting to turn the afternoon around. It’s not very often that any of her father’s employees would act in such a way that displeased the man or acted this way with her. Without much effort, Kat knows exactly where things are headed. Her inner slut was fully awake, but she had to remind herself that it is still important that she keep control over things and not him. “Of course I do. It’s parked out on the edge of the grass,” she said.

“Ready for a quick escape?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

“Something like that,” she answered. “Give me a good five minutes. I’ll even let you drive.”

Kat disappeared for a few minutes, but not to square things away with her father or anyone else. She could have cared less if the man got in trouble with her father. So long as Silas found out why he went missing from the picnic then that was all she needed. Little did she know that Tyrell would become more than a casual lover and a source of inside information on the company’s projects.

She sat in the passenger seat of her expensive sports car, watching Tyrell’s angular hands, with their trimmed nails, on the steering wheel as they drove into the city. She has always found it funny how scientists always find the time in their busy schedules to get manicures, yet they never have time for anything else—unless it’s for mandatory company picnics. Of course Kat likes good hands. In fact, if they weren’t good hands, they don’t go anywhere near her.

“What did you tell your father?” he asked.

“He’s my father,” she said. “That’s all you need to know.”

He didn’t ask anymore. They drove on smoothly and surely, without much more to say. Kat believed that he must have been enjoying her car, which overruled any desire to press his luck to learn what she had indeed said. They ended up at the beach at a high end luxury restaurant overlooking the water. While her father paid his employees well, especially the higher ups, he didn’t pay them enough to buy high end sports cars like hers, but enough to pay for fancy lunches. The car was left in care of the valet. Tyrell was bold enough to take her hand for the short walk into the restaurant. Few of the lunchtime crowed remained and they were able to find a sheltered table out on the patio.

The menu was presented and Kat let Tyrell ponder over it for a while. He chose a couple entrees for the two of them, which she nodded her approval. ‘I think we can expect a very nice little meal,” he said.

“Better than the picnic?” she asked, eyeing him.

“Not to put down one of your father’s picnics, but he doesn’t hire the right chefs,” he said, cracking a smile that tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Kat smiled, and giggled just a little. “I can’t agree more.”

Not long afterward, the food arrived. Two plates of lobster, carrot purée, and corn sabayon arrived. It was totally delicious and Kat was impressed. As they chatted, she learned a few things about the man and his childhood. It was more than she wanted to know, but then again, it does help to know someone better if she would ever need to use him again—which she ended up doing.

Kat likes hotel rooms. For some reason they are better than bedrooms, unless the man is married. The thrill of being caught by a man’s wife just makes it that more exciting! Hotel rooms are sort of the same, but not quite, especially with single men. It’s the whole naughty affair that makes it more exciting. Normally Kat has to be the one to convince the guy to get a room or go somewhere maybe a little more public, but it was Tyrell that offered to get a room. Whatever his reason, he didn’t say. Though if she could have, she would have fucked him in her father’s house at the picnic.