Desdemona Darkly: When Mickey met Hugh by Mathew Ortiz

Desdemona Darkly:

When Mickey met Hugh

by Mathew Ortiz

Genre: M/M, Erotic, Romantic, Comedy

Are we rolling?"

"Yes Mr. Sherwood. Just say the lines as we rehearsed."

"Got it."

Mickey nodded and sucked in a lungful of air. Blowing it out, he began. "Welcome to Desdemona Darkly, your premier online site for adult toys and accessories. I'm here to introduce myself and tell you about our site and staff. My name is Mickey Sherwood Co-Founder and CEO of Desdemona Darkly. My staff and I are committed to providing you with only the highest quality intimate products and superb customer service. We have the online site to order from or if you wish, you can speak to one of our customer service team members, if you have questions with your order. You can also call us if you have any questions at all, regarding our products. Our phone lines are open twenty-four seven for your convenience. Making you happy and satisfied is our primary goal, here at Desdemona Darkly. Thank you again for choosing us, for your personal pleasuring needs."

"And cut."

Mickey grinned. "Was that good?"

"Excellent Mr. Sherwood."

Mickey slid out of his chair, grinning. With this new commercial, he was hoping to increase sales for his company. So far everything was a success in his world, except his love life. Phfft, what else is new? Flicking on his phone he checked his messages. He had stopped by the studio to film the commercial before heading to the docks. A customs official, a Mr. Hugh Brannough, was cocking up the shipment of some of their badly needed merchandise. Well Mr. Brannough, I'm coming for you!

A shiver suddenly raced down Hugh's spine, as he sat at his desk at the docks. I wonder what the hell that was about? Shrugging, he went back to work… 

"What may we help you with, Mr...?"

"Sherwood, Mickey Sherwood," he replied. Owner of Desdemona Darkly."

"Ah, shite," I muttered, not quite as under my breath as I'd hoped judging by his reaction.

"What did you say?" His voice rose an octave.

Simon raised his eyebrows and bowed out of the room with exaggerated grace, "I'll leave you to it then boss." Fucker! He ran like a rat on a sinking ship, closing the door behind him. He hated conflict and was more than ready to let me deal with cute, angry Mr. Sherwood alone.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sherwood," I said, as I stood up and held out my hand. "Hugh Brannough at your service. What seems to be the problem?" He stared at my hand for a moment then shook it, albeit begrudgingly. Hmmm, I could see a rather large bulge in those tight jeans.

"I want my crate of merchandise cleared through your customs department now. I need the contents for my business." He tapped on his one and showed me the invoice. Of course it was the one with the screwed up paperwork.

I'm afraid I can't give it to you, Mr. Sherwood," I replied firmly. His condescending tone had gotten my back up. I counted to ten in my head; my arousal and annoyance were on equal footing. "There was a discrepancy with the paperwork. The office in Hong Kong has assured us it will be fixed within the day."

"Not acceptable. I want it cleared today!"

"Not happening." Little man was not going to push me around.

"Excuse me?" He looked surprised.

"It's not our fault, Mr. Sherwood. The sending company made a mistake and, until it's fixed, your stuff stays here." I watched a dull ruddy blush work its way up his neck.

"This is outrageous," he fumed. "Your manager--"

"Will back me up." I cut him off with ease. "With all the trouble we've had with bad goods coming out of China, my bosses are crystal clear on the subject. Any issue with paperwork or any questions that need to be answered mean the shipment is on hold. No exceptions."

He stomped over to my desk in a whirl of angry gestures. He was so cute, I couldn't help but smile as he flailed his arms while he ranted and raved at me. Suddenly, he stopped mid rant; put his hands flat on my desk and glared at me. He leaned forward and I got a whiff of very nice, very expensive cologne.

"Please, Mr. Brannough, would you like to tell me what you find so funny?

Damn, he caught me! "Nothing. I sounded a lot surer than I felt.

His blue eyes blazed at me for a moment before he spun on his heel. "I need those dildos now!" As soon as he'd said it, he clapped his hand over his mouth.

"Those what?" I had never bothered to read the itemization from the crate. Oooh, this is getting interesting.

"Nothing." His mouth snapped closed and his blush blossomed to a brilliant red.

"No, I think you said dildos." I had him. I raised an eyebrow and said casually, "I could demand the case be opened an--"

"No, no, that won't be necessary, tomorrow works for me," his tone was panicked. "I'm sorry to have wasted your time. Thank you and have a nice day." He scuttled out of my office before I could say another world and I grinned, highly amused.

Oh, no, we are so not done, Mr. Sherwood. Not by a long shot.

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Fast paced, sexy and full of humor, DESDEMONA DARKLY meets all your personal reading needs!

Mickey is an all around lovable yet slightly stressed out CEO. Hugh is the down to earth scotsman next door with two teenagers in tow. Surrounded by an engaging cast of family and friends, they are a match made in romantic comedy heaven.

The characters in this story are smart and snappy, the setting is unique, and I found DESDEMONA DARKLY to be one of the most refreshingly entertaining stories I've read in a long time!

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"Born a military brat, I've traveled a bit of the world and enjoyed every bit of it. After finishing my Bachelor's in Nursing, in which I wrote page after page of research material, I thought why not write something for fun? I have been an avid reader since I was a child and a natural born story teller all my life. When not writing or working as a Recovery Room nurse, I am an avid fan of any DIY show, British sitcoms and any documentary on haunted houses. I currently live happily with my husband Tim, a spoiled pug Ollie in the sunshine state."

Mathew Ortiz was born in Nuremberg Germany in 1970, the son of a Army man and his Hungarian wife. Spending only two years in Germany, his family relocated to Fort Smith, Arkansas. Here is where he attended primary school and college, obtaining a degree in Nursing. He moved to Phoenix, Arizona meeting his partner Tim there. Matt and Tim relocated to Orlando, Florida in the early 2000s. Mathew had been published in a collective arts magazine in college. Coupled with his love of reading, he wrote his first novella in early 2012. He continues to write, honing his 'voice' and enjoying the responses, both positive and negative, to his work. Find out more about Matt by friending him on Facebook!

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