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The Chip Babe Goes Down
Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: VirgoGo, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories
looking blonde as an antidote to all the Asian guys who cover tech. I’d show up hair and makeup ready, in a body-conscious dress that my stylist helped me select. I deployed every bit of media coaching Drekar paid for. The day I was on "Squawk Box" wearing my green Roland Mouret dress, discussing the introduction of a revolutionary new chipset -- manufactured by one of Mike’s customers -- I went viral. My dress and I bounced all over Instagram, with the hashtag #ChipBabe. I loved the attention, even as it made it harder to do the nitty-gritty research that put me in the limelight in the first place. My mother, of course, was a killjoy. Every television appearance resulted in a warning about the perils of flying too high. Mike and I still traveled the same circuit, attending the same conferences and meetings, but Mike stopped making as much time for me. Had I become too noticed? Was I too obvious? He needed discretion, and I understood the tension between his libido and his reputation. Every now and then, we’d hook up, and it was always a blast. The sex was invariably intense. We’d get inside his hotel room, and he’d just grab me. I loved the way he’d push me up against the wall, and then he’d drive a leg between mine, forcing up my skirt and spreading my legs. I stopped wearing panties just to simplify matters. The sex had become angry, with a ferocity I found thrilling. And then there was the pillow talk. One time, in Las Vegas, he just grabbed my hair, pushed me face down ...