Emperor's New "Clothes"

For the rest of the month Micha managed to have Frank run into her in several unlikely places with an excuse each time. The man was too easy. It was the week of the contract decision. The company said that they would get a hold of them Friday. This made Micha smile. Soon she could stop this cat and mouse game with Frank and show him who the real predator was.

"Well I must say Mr. Iero that you continue to surprise me. I did not think that juice cleansing was something that you were into."

She had "run into" Frank once again at Detoxx in the Cambria Heights late at night. I guess it helped that she left her itinerary open for the next two weeks for him to see when she went to the restroom on one of the accidental meetings. Now it was eleven thirty at night and she was talking to him while her purchase was being rung up.

"Well normally not, but a friend recommended it, and I thought it sounded like a good idea."

Frank had no clue what a juice cleanse entailed, but he wasn't going to tell Micha that.

"Have you done this before?"

"My husband and I have been doing it for a few years now. It keeps us quite fit and limber for anything."

Micha thanked the cashier and then headed for the door.

"Hey hold on."

Frank called after her.

"Can I buy you a um...juice?"

Micha turned back to him.

"No, but you can buy me my last cup of coffee till I finish the cleansing."

"Deal."

Frank grinned, turning to pay for his cleanse and nearly choking when he realized how much he was paying for this shit. He managed to keep his cool though, and was soon holding the door open for Micha and watching her ass as she passed him. Micha took them to a little hole in the wall coffee bar that had a poetry night and stayed open till two am even though they served no alcohol. She ordered a simple espresso and a basket of biscotti. Frank ordered a tea.

Isn't this nice?"

Micha could see that Frank was not impressed. That he was used to a high class place.

"Lovely."

He said, a hint of sarcasm creeping into his voice as he sipped his tea.

"My husband and I go here all the time. We actually invested in this place because we knew it would do great things and it had been the right choice."

"Really? Good returns?"

Frank perked up at the talk of money. Micha internally rolled her eyes. Of course if it was not sex, it was money that Frank would get it up for.

"Yes, the college age kids enjoy the place even at this late time. We made sure there was wifi and they get their work done in a quiet atmosphere.

"Collage kids don't generally spend lots of money though, do they?"

"They don't, but the word of mouth of how personable the cafe is, brings in the crowd and more than makes up for the difference. I mean look at this place after midnight on a weekday and the only reason we got a table is cause it is a private one."

Micha showed the Way etched into the fine wood. Frank was kind of impressed, and slightly jealous, but he'd never admit that.

They sat and talked for a while longer, Frank checking out Micha's cleavage or legs any time she looked away, and thinking of just what he'd do when he won that bet on Friday, and took her right out of Way's grasp. He grinned at the thought, then schooled his face as Micha turned back from speaking to the manager. He looked at his watch and realized it was nearly two, and he had to be in work at eight.

"Wow. It got late."

He laughed.

"I wish we could stay and talk more, but I gotta get some sleep. Work in the morning."

After a few more minutes, they finally said their goodbyes, and each headed toward their own cars, and then on home. Frank fell asleep that night with his hand on his cock, and Micha on his mind.

***Time Stamp: Friday***

"Thank you Sir, we won't disappoint you. Goodbye."

Micha sat across from Gerard as he hung up the phone.

"Well we got the contract."

She smirked.

"Like you are shocked."

"They said they will call the other companies after they finish their meeting."

"Well then I should get going."

"Are you sure about this? It sounds a bit dangerous."

"Gee, he's a moron. You will save me in time, trust me."

"So what are you wearing?"

Micha smirked.

"Oh don't worry, I have the perfect outfit."

Gerard watched his little sister leave. He cancelled the rest of his meetings and waited for her to call.

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Micha took a look at herself in the mirror in the lobby of Frank's building. She fixed her skirt.

"Show time."

Frank was sat at his desk, typing quickly on his computer when there was a knock on his door.

"Come in."

Frank looked up, his eyes popping out of his head.

"Micha? What a nice surprise."

"Oh Frank, I'm sorry. I didn't know where to go."

Micha watched Frank's eyebrow raise as it was the first time she used his name informally. She collapsed in the chair across from his, tears streaming down her face.

Frank stood and moved around his desk to her, then crouched down, taking her hand in his.

"What's wrong? Has something happened?"

Maybe Way had cheated on her or something. That could make things even easier.

"I got into a fight with my husband. He called me an overbearing bitch."

She gripped his hand tightly and moved it to her exposed leg where her stocking could be seen peeking out.

"Your husband's an idiot."

Frank muttered, squeezing her thigh lightly.

"You’re just saying that cause you don't know him. He's brilliant."

She smiled a little and then sobbed again."

"No."

Frank shook his head with certainty.

"I'm saying that cos it's true. He called you a bitch, and I don't see that. I see a strong, beautiful woman with a mind of her own."

He squeezed her thigh a little tighter.

"What do you need? How can I help you?"

"I just need to get away for a bit. Somewhere he can't find me."

She looked up with tears in her eyes.

"Can you help me Frankie?"

"Of course. Where do you want to go? Or do you want me to choose somewhere?"

"Just somewhere away from the city.Away from big business."

She reached out and touched his face.

"And that we can leave right now for."

Frank nodded.

"Give me two minutes."

He stood up.

"Wait here."

He left his office and spoke to his secretary, telling her to cancel his appointments for the next two days, as he was taking some personal time. He then returned to Micha's side.

"I have a place upstate a bit. It's near Blue Mountain Park. Do you know the area?"

He locked his computer, grabbed his jacket and keys, then offered Micha his hand.

"Yeah, I've been there with..."

She broke down again collapsing into his arms.

"Shhshh."

Frank rubbed her back gently. He wanted to slide his hand down to that pert little ass of hers, but knew he had to be smart about this; else he'd just get a slap. Micha wasn't like the sluts he usually went for. She actually had a brain.

"It's gonna be okay. I got you."

He led her out of his office and straight to the elevator. She continued to lean heavily on him pressing her breasts into his chest.

"Thank you for this. I am so grateful. I will make it up to you, I promise."

As soon as they got in the car, Micha quick dialed Gerard. She made sure the GPS was on so he could follow her.

"I think I just need to relax and find something else to occupy my thoughts. Do you think we will find anything that can do that Frankie?"

Frank smiled as he pulled out of the underground car park and onto the street.

"Oh, I think we can find something."

'I'm sure you can.' Micha thought as she allowed herself to be pulled into his side. She patted her phone lightly knowing that Gerard was already on his way. This was going to be an interesting time indeed.

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"Oh Frankie, it is beautiful here!"

Micha was leaning over the railing looking at everything below and giving Frank a perfect view of her ass.

"It sure is."

He smiled, walking up behind her with two glasses of cherry brandy in his hands.

"Here. This should help you relax."

"Mmmm, thank you."

Micha walked around looking at the cabin.

"Oh, you have a Jacuzzi!"

Frank laughed.

"Yeah. I actually think it's compulsory around these parts."

He took a sip of his drink.

"You want to try it out?"

"Oh...I didn't bring anything to wear like that."

She looked down acting the opposite of the sure headed woman she was. Frank smiled reassuringly.

"We shared a mud bath, I'm sure we'll be fine."

"Still...this is a little more intimate don’t you think?"

She looked up shyly.

"We could always keep our underwear on."

"Oh, I can do that!"

Micha bent over and pushed her skirt off. She then took her top off and stood there.

"Ready."

Frank nearly swallowed his own tongue, then removed his pants and shirt.

"Let's go."

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"This is nice. It's peaceful too."

Micha found that she was actually relaxed in the warm moving water. She knew that Frank was just biding his time before he makes a move, but then again...she was too…waiting for Gerard. Frank reached out of the water and grabbed the bottle of brandy.

"Another glass?"

He offered, pouring his own then offering to pour her's. Micha has been careful to tip the brandy out of the side of the tub when she leans on the edge. She knows that warm water and alcohol equal trouble. Pete has done that to her on more than one occasion...well with him its fun.

"Sure, why not, it's only my what...fourth glass?"

She laughed melodically like she was feeling the effects.

"That's what I like to hear."

Frank smiled, pouring Micha another glass then returning the bottle to the little table it was sat on.

"I said you'd be able to relax here, didn't I?"

"Mmmm, you sure did. I can feel my problems melting away."

She leaned again on the side of the tub and spilled most of the snifter out. She then lifted and glass to her lips and pretended to drain it.

"I think I should switch to water Frankie."

She giggled again.

"And where's the fun in that?"

Frank drank his glass down then grabbed the bottle again before sliding around the edge of the Jacuzzi to sit next to Micha. He was feeling the effects of the alcohol, and if he was, then she definitely must be.

"Another?"

He held up the bottle as he placed his other hand on her thigh beneath the water.

"Why Mr. Iero. I do believe you are trying to get me drunk."

She pointed accusingly with the glass, but held it up to be refilled.

Frank smirked.

"Nah. Just tryin' to help you relax."

He slurred slightly, pouring her drink.

She went to drink it and then hiccuped spilling it down her front.

"Oh man, alcohol abuse!"

Frank laughed, offering her his glass. He though, wanted to taste the brandy on her skin.

"Or we could have a little fun?"

He slid his hand further up her thigh.

"Hey now. I'm a married woman remember?"

She did nothing to move his hand though.

"And where's your idiot husband now, huh? I don't see him, do you?"

He leaned in, pressing his lips to her bare shoulder. He carefully slid his lips over and sipped at the fallen alcohol on her. He felt her shiver a bit.

“Sorry, I just hate to see good brandy go to waste.”

He leaned in again and licked at the same skin, dipping a little lower where the swell of her breast was.

"Relax. Live a little."

He had game, she had to admit that and if she was an empty headed bimbo she might have fallen for it.

"I don't know."

"I can take your mind off of all the bad things. I promise."

Frank murmured, tracing his lips softly up to her long, delicate throat, as his hand slid higher and higher.

"Just let go."

Damn he was good and Micha really felt her resolve breaking. She turned to look at him to tell him no. The look in his eyes was hungry. She could see it.

"I..."

"From the moment I saw you, l couldn't get you off my mind."

Frank lifted his hand to softly tuck Micha's hair behind her ear before murmuring quietly, his breath warm against her neck.

"You're like an angel. So beautiful."

"I'm no Angel Frank. Trust me."

She turned towards him.

"I'm really more like your worst nightmare."

"Never. Beauty is never a nightmare."

Micha laughed. She leaned in and brushed their noses together.

"Oh Frankie, you have no idea."

Frank slid his fingers into the hair at the back of Micha's neck, holding her gently.

"I really really want to kiss you right now."

He leaned in. She whispered softly against his lips that were barely touching hers.

"I really think that is a bad idea."

"I agree."

Micha opened her eyes and saw Gerard.

"Gee."

"Just in time huh Michy?"

Frank turned his head, confusion, exasperated by alcohol, clear in his eyes.

"What the... Why are you here?"

"I had a feeling my sister was going to need my help fending you off."

Gerard stood there with a smug look on his face.

"Sister?"

Frank looked at Micha. His head was reeling a little.

"You...you said he was your h-husband."

"No I didn't. I never said my husband’s name once."

Micha got out of the tub and walked to Gerard.

"But but but..."

Frank's brain seemed to have stalled somewhat.

"You assumed he was my husband. You never asked me directly."

Gerard grabbed a towel off to the side and slid it around his sister’s body.

"Speaking of, Pete called. He's sorry he called you a bitch and wants to take you to the Caymans for a week. I cleared your schedule."

"Thanks Gee."

She kissed his cheek.

"Well thanks for cheering me up Mr. Iero."

Micha started to get dressed.

"Oh and Iero."

Gerard turned to walk Micha out.

"You lost the contract."

Frank's mouth went dry.

"Oh, fuck!"

"Be at this address next Friday at this time. It will give you a chance to settle your affairs while you are gone."

Gerard put a card on the patio table.

"Oh and Frank."

Micha turned to him fully dressed now.

"If you don't show up. There will be consequences to pay."

"What...what consequences?"

Frank regretted taking that bet, but right now, he regretted drinking so much even more. If he'd been sober, he would have been a Hell of a lot more eloquent.

"Let’s just say you don't want to find out."

The Ways turned to leave.

"Goodbye Mr. Iero."

As they left, Frank muttered a final…

"Fuck."

...before letting himself slip down beneath the water. He knew this was going to be a really bad year.

Notes

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