BAMBI

I

Summer 1991

"No no...where you going? Keep it in nice and deep." I could hear he finally let the poor girl's head go by the coughing and gasping coming from the adjacent room. I rolled my eyes as my anger heightened.

I'd been Prince's accountant for the past three years. He was never easy to work with, actually, he was my worst client to date but he paid well. I needed the job since I went out and bought a house I couldn't afford in Chanhassen on a whim two years ago.

His office at Paisley Park was convenient since he was only a mile up the road from my house. The room I had become so accustomed to had sky blue walls with cloud motifs. The lush wall to wall carpet was a true purple that felt so good on my feet. When waiting for him to show up to our meetings he was always late for, I'd often slip off my pumps and wiggle my toes in it because I'd never felt carpet as soft as his.

An off white computer sat atop his big clunky tiger maple desk where he usually sat across from me. The office, in general, was always so nice and clean with a sweet smell of lavender that filled the air.

He often had an industrial style vacuum standing in the corner of the room leading me to wonder if he was the one vacuuming. A faint smile reached the corners of my mouth as that vision ran through my head. It was abruptly halted when I overheard the gag reflex activate on the woman in the other room multiple times.

"Yeah, hold it right there..."

I squirmed in my chair as I tried to refocus on something other than the sound of his dick being sucked.

I couldn't help but feel sorry for these girls. They were grasping for some sort of relationship with him, and I'd witnessed him tell them he loved them, but once they turned to walk away from him, he'd give me a deceitful smirk. He could care less. He just wanted to use their provided holes.

My anger and impatience grew as I looked up at the clock on the wall, adorned with his Lovesexy era face. It was 6:45, our meeting started 45 minutes ago when I was let in by his young assistant after she informed him of my presence over the intercom.

He had never made it to one of our meetings on time, so I guess I should've known better, but I needed to be out of this place by 7:00. I had a date with Janet at 8:00 and I still needed to get ready.

My leg shook as I failed to find something other than the slurping and gagging to concentrate on. I couldn't help but hope to hear some sort of noise come from him. I wanted to hear those grunts or even an ah like I'd heard so many times before. The sooner he came on her, the sooner I could leave.

I listened intently as I heard a deeper voice groan. I knew he was almost there.

"Oh yeah suck it." He sucked in through his teeth.

"Oh shit I'm gonna come...ah!" A brief moment of silence followed.

"Here, wipe your face."

I let out a heavy sigh as he walked into the office buttoning the top button on his pants. His hazel eyes darted to mine for a brief moment, acknowledging my presence. Little beads of sweat scattered across his forehead making me wonder exactly what he was doing in there.

I began feverishly hitting the pen against the Manila folder I held as my eyes followed him to the water machine. He stood there gulping up water from a cardboard cup before tossing it into a garbage can across the room.

After he made the shot, he looked at me for some sort of reaction. My stone face expression didn't puff his ego, "Nice shot, man." He said to himself, "Oh, thank you."

I rolled my eyes as I turned away from him, before they landing on the 18 year old brunette that exited the room next door. Her eyes widened as she saw me, the humiliated expression on her face told me she wasn't aware I'd been sitting there listening to the whole experience. She scurried out of the room, nearly tripping over her own feet.

"Uh oh, don't fall girl." Prince let out a bit of a laugh at her expense before sitting in his black swivel desk chair.

"Sorry I was late Bambi, I had some business to attend to." He always referred to me as Bambi, instead of Vivian, which was my name.

"Mmhmm, Mr Nelson,"

"Prince. Mr Nelson is my dad." He interrupted.

I continued, "here is the budget for next quarter. Also, here is the profit statement. Actually, you came in under budget, so that's really good." I handed him the forms I knew he'd set aside without looking at them.

"Ok, great thanks." He set the forms aside.

He suddenly furrowed his brows at me, "Bambi, stand up!" I stood up fast as I straightened out my skirt and blouse. He got up from his chair and put both of his hands on the desk, leaning forward to get a better view. Looking me up and down before shaking his head in disapproval, "You need to give a man a chance, 'cause you're too fine."

I sat down as soon as those words hit my ears. "Sir, I'm happy the way things are. But thanks for your concern." I scoffed, before turning my attention to anything but him.

"Well, if you ever change your mind, come see me. I've got something for you." His fiery hazel eyes looked through his lashes as a grin shaped his lips.

"Thanks!" I said sarcastically as my dark brown eyes narrowed at him. "So, do you have any questions or anything?" I tried changing the subject.

"Yeah, why are you always so uptight?"

"I'm not uptight, I'm just trying to do my job. I don't feel comfortable talking about some of the topics you want to talk about." I took a moment of silence to decide if I should continue, "Also, I think if we have a meeting scheduled at 6:00, you should be here at 6:00 instead of working on other things." I motioned my hands to the adjacent room.

He furrowed his brows at me as he straightened himself out in his chair, "Right, well you know, I'm your boss so if I make you wait all damn day, I can. I can also get rid of you and get someone else in here that won't be complaining."

I took note of his serious disposition and tried to fix the situation. "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to come off like that. I just have someplace I have to be. I normally wouldn't schedule anything else on the day we meet, but I had to make an exception."

"Where do you have to go?"

"Well, actually I have a date. It's my anniversary." I said, trying to lighten the tension with a smile.

Luckily, his tension let up as I could see his face relax back to a normal state. He stared me down, probably deciding if he should fire me or not.

"Well, Happy Anniversary Bambi. Go on and get yourself some pussy." He shooed me away from him before getting up himself to walk me out.

"Thanks Mr Nelson." I gave him a quick hug before running out of the room. "Prince!" I could hear him shouting. As long as he called me Bambi, I was going to call him Mr Nelson.