In a New York Minute – Part Seventeen – Chapters 65-68

Chapter Fifty-ThreeGrace was busy pumping her breast milk on a sunny morning in late February. While she had decided to stop breastfeeding now that her baby had one tooth in and another on the way, she and Mac had agreed she would continue to pump for another few months.Admittedly, as much as she missed the closeness of nursing DJ, she enjoyed having more freedom now that he was strictly on the bottle.Sylvie, Claudette’s daughter, was doing a remarkable job assisting her mother with DJ’s care. She was taking over as the sole nanny for a while so that Mac and Grace would feel comfortable bringing her on their European trip.Mac had taken a day trip to check on a small office in Connecticut that he felt he’d been neglecting. At the same time, Grace worked with Avery to ensure that all the accommodations in the various locations overseas would give them plenty of space to have a baby and his nanny in tow. And, of course, the king-sized bed that Mac required in the main bedroom.After she was finished, Grace was about to check monthly reports when Bentley, their house manager, sent her a message.The FBI Agents are here. Were you expecting them?She frowned.No, I wasn’t. Mac didn’t say anything about them coming either.Rather than sending them up to your office, why don’t you come down here and meet with them in the Breakfast Room? That way, I can keep a close eye on things.Thanks, I’m on my way down.I’ll bring some tea in once you’ve started talking, so you can give me a sign if you need me to intervene.Grace sighed. Bentley had taken care of the house and managed things for Mac long before she was part of the picture. But he had taken a real shine to her and was fiercely protective. It felt good to have him in her corner.“Hello,” Grace said, putting on a smile for show. Not that the FBI agents had ever been anything but kind and professional, but the whole situation gave her hives.“Hello, we’re sorry to drop in unannounced,” SSA Sam Jenkins said. “However, we need to review your statement and have you sign the affidavit. It’s looking like the Department of Justice is moving forward, and we are trying to ensure that none of the targets have to face either Konan or Kouassi in person.”Targets. It was the politically correct term for victims.Grace felt her heart race and her skin turn cold and clammy.SSA Zach Harris cleared his throat and said, “You don’t have to do anything besides read your statement over and sign it. You can read it silently, then let us know if any changes need to be made.”Grace looked at him with grateful eyes. She knew he meant well. But even rereading her statement made her feel nauseous. Still, if this step were necessary to reach some sort of closure–she wouldn’t call it justice–so be it.Nodding, she took the report from him and sat down. Bentley stayed in the kitchen, keeping an ear open in case Grace needed him. She’d breathed life into this house and made it a home when she’d arrived. He knew enough about her past to understand how upsetting this was for her and wished he could have sent the agents away. But he knew this meeting was a necessary evil.Grace took a deep breath and blew it out slowly before she began reading.I was employed by and in a relationship with Armel Kouassi in Cote d’Ivoire when he surprised me with a trip to a secluded island for my birthday. I remember getting on his private jet, but I Bodrum Escort do not recall anything after that until I woke naked and tied down with my arms and legs spread open. Several men were standing around me naked, but my head ached, and my vision was blurry, so I can’t recall if there were five or six of them. Armel was smiling when he saw that I’d opened my eyes and said, “Surprise! It’s time to show you what your real purpose is, you stupid, fucking slut.”She read further, paying close attention to her detailed account describing the blackmail and intimidation and Bakary Konen’s part in that. When she finished reviewing her statement, tears streamed down Grace’s face. SSA Harris quietly handed her a pen and asked her to sign it. Pity swirled around in the room, making it hard for Grace to breathe.“Thank you, Mrs. Stewart,” SSA Jenkins said softly. “There are countless women who won’t fall prey to these monsters because of your willingness to come forward and help make our case against them strong and sound. Unfortunately, we may only be able to make the extortion stick as we don’t have enough evidence to prosecute the assault charges after all this time, but with so many counts and the evidence you provided, jail time seems almost assured.”Almost assured?“No punishment could ever be enough for what these men have done to you and the other women. But I hope that knowing you’ve helped stop them will bring you some semblance of peace,” SSA Harris added.Grace worked hard to swallow the lump in her throat. That was all she could hope for, wasn’t it?“I want to thank you both for being so patient and understanding. You’re right, SSA Harris; no punishment will ever be enough. But it’s more than I could have hoped for before your efforts.”“We will keep you informed as to what happens next. In the meantime, please pardon our intrusion again. We’ll let you get on with your day.”“I’ll see you out,” Bentley said, leaving Grace alone to shed her tears privately.After the agents were gone, Bentley sent a message to Mac.Your wife had a visit from the FBI today. She could use some flowers.Mac’s response was quick.Thanks for the heads up.Then Mac sent a text to Grace.Meetings are going better than planned, so I won’t need to stay as long as I originally thought. I’ll be home for dinner. Miss my beautiful wife!Grace smiled a teary smile and wiped her face before responding.Miss my gorgeous husband. Thanks for loving me as much as I love you.She laughed when his reply popped up.Nope. I love you more.She went into the main floor lavatory and made sure her eye makeup was intact. Thank goodness for waterproof mascara.Before heading upstairs to her office, she ducked into Bentley’s office and said, “Thank you for your support.”Bentley smiled, “It’s always my pleasure. Is there anything you need?”“You’ve already taken care of that,” she chuckled, holding up her phone.“I’m sure I have no idea what you mean, dear,” Bentley said, winking. Chapter Fifty-FourBack at her desk, she found herself struggling to focus. She started at least three different tasks but completed nothing and felt very frustrated. She found herself staring off into space when the buzz of her phone startled her.I have about a half hour before my next meeting. How’s your day going?I can’t concentrate and have gotten very little accomplished.Go upstairs to our bedroom Bodrum Escort Bayan and lock the door.Mac! I can’t just blow off work and take a nap.Who said anything about a nap? Once you’re settled upstairs with your vibrator, call me.Grace felt her face go flush and her panties dampen. She stepped out of her office and said, “Avery, I’m going upstairs to pump and maybe lay down for a few minutes.”“Of course! I’ve got things under control; take all the time you need.”She took the elevator and hit the express button to level six. Sometimes it came in handy to be wealthy enough to afford a damned elevator in her home! She double-checked that no one was lurking about, tiptoed into her bedroom, and locked the door. Grabbing her favorite wand, she shimmied out of her skirt and thong and sat down on the bed to call Mac.“Hello, my sexy gorgeous wife. Are you naked yet?”Grace laughed. “Hello, my incorrigible husband. I’m nude from the waist down.”“That will do. Lie back and spread your legs for me. Turn that vibe on your favorite setting, hold it wherever it feels best, and just listen to my voice.”“Mmm, hmmm.”“Good girl. Now, imagine me there, kissing your inner thighs while I play with your perfect pink pussy, my tongue flicking that little gold ball.”Grace moaned and then felt a moment of panic. “I forgot to put the white noise machine on. What if someone hears me?”“No one is coming above the third floor for the next hour, Grace. It’s just you, baby, and me in your ear.”Grace relaxed even though she was mortified that he’d probably sent Bentley and Avery the booty call text. But it wasn’t exactly a secret that she and Mac still burned for each other.“Now, with your other hand, reach up under your shirt and into your bra. Pinch a nipple for me.”When Mac heard her moan, he said, “Good girl, now pinch the other one.”She did as he commanded, pinching and twisting her nipples before sliding a finger between her slick labia.“Take that wet finger and bring it to your lips; let me hear you suck it clean.”Mac felt his dick harden when he heard the decadent moans and sucking sounds in his ear.“Now, if I remember correctly, your hairbrush is on your nightstand. Pick it up and slide it into your hot, needy pussy.”Impressed that the brush was, indeed, there, she grabbed it and inserted it slowly.“Oh, fuck, Mac!”“Mmmm, yes, that’s exactly what I want you to do with that brush. Use it to fuck yourself while you close your eyes and pretend it’s me.”Mac wished he could duck into the lavatory and wank his cock while he talked to her. But then again, this was supposed to be about Grace. He could always ravish her later when he got home. But it wouldn’t hurt for her to hear about his raging hard-on while she masturbated.“My cock is so fucking hard for you, Gracie. Tonight, I’m going to bend you over the couch and take you like a dirty little whore. But right now, you need to make yourself feel good. You need to bring yourself close to the edge and then stop.”“No, baby, please. I need to cum.”“Soon, baby. Picture me lying next to you with my fingertips racing all over your bare mound, tummy, and breasts. Then imagine my hand moving back down and thrusting that brush into you while I hold the wand on your clit.”“Godddd, Mac! Please!”Mac toyed with the idea of making her wait but realized that he might need that bathroom break Escort Bodrum before his next meeting after all.“Cum, baby. Cum hard for me!”“Oh, God, yesssss!”Grace drenched her hand, and the hairbrush as her orgasm stole her breath.“Mmmm, lick your juices off the handle, baby.”He listened while she slurped at the brush and said, “Such a good girl. Now end this call, set your alarm for a half hour, and let yourself fall into a blissful sleep.”Grace mumbled something unintelligible that made Mac laugh. Then he hightailed it into the men’s room, where he prayed the stall was unoccupied.As luck would have it, the entire restroom was empty. So, while his darling wife slept off her intense orgasm back home, Mac locked the main door and went into the stall to replay the scene in his head while he stroked his cock.He cradled his sac while he slid his hand over his stiff shaft, thinking all the while about sinking into his sexy redhead later tonight. Maybe he’d use that hairbrush in a number of ways during foreplay. Oh, fuck, just thinking about her made his balls ache.It didn’t take long to climax, as he was so fucking turned on by the phone session with Grace. But he was mortified that he’d pleasured himself in a restroom. Still, it would make for an erotic tale to share later with his wife.He cleaned up, unlocked the door before anyone was wiser, and headed into his next meeting.When Grace woke from her nap, she pumped her breasts to make more bottles for DJ, cleaned herself up, and headed back to her office feeling refreshed. Merlin, who had joined her at some point during her slumber, lifted his head, blinked, and went back to sleep. Ah, the life of a cat.“Sorry, that took me longer than I anticipated. Is there anything that needs my attention?” Grace asked as she passed Avery’s desk.He looked up from his computer. “Nothing earth-shattering. There are a few messages on your desk, but I explained you might not be able to return their calls until tomorrow.”“Why would you tell them that?” Grace asked, feeling a little defensive.Avery shook off the comment. He knew she was feeling a little fragile at the moment.“Because I thought you might want some time to look over the monthly reports that you weren’t able to get to earlier when unexpected visitors hijacked your morning. I made it clear to each caller that if they needed a response from you today, you’d make it happen. In all cases, nothing seemed urgent.”Grace nodded and sighed, internally telling herself to lighten up.“Thanks, Avery. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”“Well, if you feel that way, would it be okay if I took off a half hour early today? Nialls and I have dinner reservations at Le Bernardin this evening. I’m sure I’ll have plenty of time to prepare, but I’d never say no to an extra half hour.”Grace raised an eyebrow. “Le Bernardin? What’s the occasion?”“He landed a huge client, and we are celebrating!”“Your man really knows how to celebrate,” Grace laughed. Sometimes it slipped her mind that Avery didn’t need to work. She was grateful that he found being a kept man unacceptable; otherwise, she wouldn’t have the best administrative assistant in Manhattan.With her mind still not fully on her work, she suggested he take off an hour early instead. Then she wouldn’t feel guilty for spending that hour with DJ and Sylvie. Chapter Fifty-FiveSylvie was doing an excellent job and had genuinely bonded with DJ. When Grace wandered into the half of the media room that had been turned into the baby’s daytime area, she was surprised to find it empty. Instead, she found her little man and his nanny in the kitchen squishing Jello on his highchair tray.