"I think so as well," I agreed. "But it was just so interesting to me. Plus, you were gorgeous, and I remember thinking you'd be so dangerous when you grew up. When you came to the study that time and walked in on me... actually, I had seen you before that during that event, and I was struck. You'd grown... my gaze went down to your hips and breasts, and I didn't miss your blush."
"You sound like a predator," she said and was amused.
"Maybe," I said. "At that time, I was in my early twenties, I think, and was having a very difficult time carving out a path for myself. Especially since my father was insisting that I join the company. So, in many ways, I think I was lashing out and allowing myself to be distracted with the recent discovery that I could make a woman cum so loudly that she nearly screamed my ear off."
She smiled at this, and then she lowered her gaze and continued playing.
"Why did you invite me to join, though?" she asked. “I mean, you could have done the decent thing and told me to leave...or look away."
I smiled.
“I wanted to, but then your gaze lingered, and you looked so fascinated. Plus, I had always had you on my radar, and I was in the throes of a very um... exciting event. I couldn't resist wanting to take it as far as possible.”
She shook her head at my words, and then we kept playing.
“Did you really detest me, though?" I asked, lifting my gaze to meet hers.
“Who said I did?"
“Well, you acted like you did at every single turn."
This made her laugh, and more than anything, I just enjoyed the free way in which we communicated.
“I didn't. I thought you were a cocky bastard, but now... I think maybe you're just... confident."
I laughed.
“Apt. Being confident is the ultimate excuse for every cocky bastard.”
“You are right," she said.
“Anyway, that incident was a particular sore spot in my mind, and I think it was because I was just shocked at your audacity and how unapologetic you were. I mean, most people would have been shocked and horrified, but you fucking invited me to join. So maybe, in a way, it made me envious."
“Of the woman?"
“Hell no," she reacted. “I mean, of course, I was, but I'm not ever going to outrightly admit that to you or anyone else or myself for that matter. Let's just go back," she said, and I nodded.
“Anyway, now that I think of it, your audacity must have given me a backbone. I mean, it just stuck in my head that there were people in this world who did whatever the fuck they wanted and were unapologetic about it, and it just made me want to go after the things I wanted. And that was very difficult for me at the time because I didn't have much courage."
“Sure didn't look like it," I said, and she nodded.
“Yeah.”
“But can I ask, though, how were you able to resolve the dilemma you had with your father concerning all the angst you were feeling at the time, I mean?" she asked.
I understood the questions she was asking me exactly and had no qualms about responding.
“Well, I think the issue is actually that me and my father were quite similar. We each wanted to have our own world, but he wanted to have everyone else just be a side character within his, and that wasn't going to fly with me. I was just as arrogant as I can ever imagine being, and at every point in time, he could never hold back from reminding me that I was nothing without him. But it was true, which just made me angrier, and so I was determined to follow my own path."
“So what made you change your mind?" she asked, and I nodded as I thought back to the time, realizing though that we were now so engrossed in this conversation that we had all but forgotten the chess game.
I was enjoying revealing myself in this way, though, so I continued. I didn't think I had ever done it before.
"Respect," I replied. “He most definitely didn't give it to me for no reason, but for the first time in my life, I could see him kind of humble himself to ask for something that he wanted. He could see that I had a choice, and... in a way, I was sure he also saw that I really held the interest of becoming an entrepreneur as well and working with him. His attitude was going to drive me away. For the first time ever, he approached me quite softly, and I was stunned by it, so I decided to give it a chance."
"Hm," she smiled, and it was so sweet that I felt a fluttering in my chest.
"Why?" I asked and nodded.