by H. M. Montes
“Well that is fucking stupid…or not. I think I could do that.”
I checked into the penthouse of the five star hotel, went to the room and changed out of my suit into a pair of blue jeans, grey button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and my black Harley Davidson boots. When I came out of the room Stan shook his head, “You know I think I’ll just go without you, all the women are going to pawing away at you and throwing rocks at me.”
I laughed, “Nah, I got laid on the flight here so you’ll have first choice.” I told him.
“You son of a bitch you did nail that attendant! Lucky bastard.” He muttered as we left the room.
We went to one of the clubs that was owned by his brother, clubs never did interest me. I enjoyed watching the women in their half there skirts and tops but couldn’t stand when they rubbed their fake tits against me. I leaned back against the booth looking out over the dance floor, the waitress came over wearing a micro mini silver leather skirt with a strappy black bikini top and knee length leather boots. Stan had two busty blonde women pawing at his chest, one whispered in his ear while the other nibbled on his other ear. I shook my head and took a drink of my Jack and Coke, one of the blondes moved off of his lap over to mine.
“What’s your name handsome?” she asked and ran her bright red fingernail down my chest while biting her bottom lip.
“Jasper.” I took another drink.
“Right, Jasper, what brings you to L.A.?”
I shrugged a shoulder then finally looked at her, “Business.”
She leaned down and pressed her lips to my ear, “I know what kind of business Stan over there runs, I’m guessing you run the same kind. Let’s go to a private room, we can have a little fun without the cost.”
I looked over at Stan, he was standing up from the booth and leaving with the other blonde. “I think Stan could use the attention more than I can.” I nodded a head at him, “He likes to have two chics at one time.”
She rolled her eyes and stood up from my lap, “Whatever, your loss.” She told me and hurried to catch up with the other two. I finished my drink, threw some money on the table and left the club. When I got back to the hotel room, I stripped out of my clothes that reeked of cheap perfume and no doubt had some body glitter on them. The shower steamed up as the water heated up, after the shower I called room service and order a quick snack before I called it a night. It was normal for me to not go to bed until two sometimes three in the morning. I finished the croissant and yogurt then went to bed.
The following morning I was woke up by my cell phone ringing and somebody beating on the door of my room. I rolled over and looked at the caller ID, Stan was calling me and was no doubt the person beating on the door since he was the only one that knew where I was staying. I ignored the call and headed for the door, I swung it open and there stood Stan with his cell phone in one hand and his fist raised to knock on the door again.
“You ditched out last night man, you really should have let that one chick take you to a room. Christ man with that thing you’d be set for life!” he said pointing at my morning wood that was tenting my boxers.
I shook my head and turned away from him, went into the bathroom relieved myself then slipped on a pair of gym shorts. He was in the small kitchen looking through the refrigerator, “What are the plans for today?” I asked as I poured myself some orange juice.
“Well, I don’t really know, I wasn’t expecting it to be so detailed and clear last night. What time does your flight leave?”
“Six tonight.” I told him.
“Right on, well…should we go back to my club and break the news to everybody?” he asked me.
“Sounds like a plan.” I turned and went into the bathroom and took another quick shower, found more jeans and t-shirt along with my Harley boots again and slipped a baseball cap on. Breaking the news to the employees was going to suck but they would have a chance to get their position back provided they could meet all of the requirements.
The employees all gathered in a large meeting room on the main floor of the mansion, “Okay everybody this is Sp…I mean Jasper, he’s here to tell you about the changes that will be coming soon.”
For the next four hours I answered questions and showed a slide show of what my business looked like and what his would look like after the renovations. Surprisingly most of them were excited about the changes and agreed to taking the blood test and wearing the blindfolds. Stan was pretty pissed at the ones that admitted that they wouldn’t be able to pass the blood tests due to drug use and he fired them immediately. Just as the last employee left the room my business cell phone chimed with a new text message from Peaches.
P: Ember was here shortly after you left yesterday!
J: And? You are just now telling me this why?
P: She’s a virgin, not into porn and not a whore lol her words not mine. I left my phone in my desk and didn’t find it until this morning…sorry.
J: How many cards did it take for her to come in? If you think she’s worth it give her the pass for her friends.
Of course a new recruit would come in when I’m not there to make the decision myself, Peaches knew what I was looking for so I trusted her judgment. We found out pretty quick that the new recruits usually sent friends to scope the place out before they made the final decision on taking the job or not.
P: Two cards…MOST DEFINETLY worth it!
J: Any luck on a guy yet?
P: Nope, I’m guessing you’ll have to go in there?
J: If I have to that’s not a problem, I can do it until a replacement comes in.
I wasn’t too keen on the idea of this chic being a virgin, but more than likely she was going to last a week then quit. It would be a matter of time before she got in contact with Peaches about needing guest pass’s. Those were allowed to a designated box only, they weren’t allowed to go from box to box with a guest pass. I put everything back in my briefcase, Stan asked, “Everything okay?”
“Yeah, just having some recruitment issues. You’ll be amazed at how many people can’t pass a fucking blood test.” I told him and shook my head. We left his club and went to a restaurant downtown, just as our food was served to us another text message came through it was Peaches telling me that Ember had text her about getting guest pass’s.
“What’s the problem now?” Stand asked as he cut into the T-bone steak.
“The new girl is a virgin and I have no replacement for the guy so it looks like I’ll be filling it until somebody else comes in.”
He looked at me with big eyes, “You’re actually going to go in there?”
“If I have to, I’m not real happy about a virgin but the customers will pay double to see it happen.”
“Christ man, can’t you have your brother do it?”
I snorted, “He refuses to bang a virgin after his last girlfriend cheated on him.”
Stan just shook his head, “I think I’ve taken one woman’s virginity, like my sophomore year of high school.”
“I might luck out and not have to do it.”
He just shook his head again, we finished our meal only talking about my brother and his soccer career and my substitute job at the local college. That I luckily hadn’t been called in to do for a couple of months. Stan shook my hand and told me he would be in touch with me throughout the renovations of his club. I got in the awaiting car and went back to the hotel to get my stuff and head to the airport. My phone rang showing it was my mom calling, I hesitated to even answer it, I knew that she was only calling to ask for money, money to support her drug addiction.
“Yeah.” I answered with a flat tone.
“Spencer sweetie how are you doing? I haven’t talked to you in a while.”
“You just talked to me two weeks ago, did you go to rehab yet?”
“What a way to greet your mother, I’m going to check into rehab next month.”
“Sure…so, what do you need now?”
“Maybe I just wanted to talk
to the only son that’ll still talk to me.”
“Derrick doesn’t talk to you because you tried to wipe out his college savings, had I not given him money he wouldn’t have had a place to live during college.”
“Oh poo, he could have lived on campus! He had his scholarship too..”
I interrupted her, “What do you need?” I asked again.
“Just a couple thousand please? And if you talk to your dad…”
I interrupted her, “I haven’t talked to him in weeks, him and his twenty something girlfriend are out of the states for a while.”
“She’s such a bimbo, so can you wire me that money sweetie?”
“I’m not giving you that much money to support your drug problem, no. I can give you that much money and a ride to rehab.”
The line went dead so I put my phone back in my suit pocket. My private jet was waiting on the tarmac when we arrived at the airport. When I boarded the same stewardess was working, she smiled at me and stowed my bag away for me then slid the divider curtain shut as the jet taxied down the runway. Lacy finally came out and asked me if I needed anything to eat or drink, when she turned to walk away I grabbed her by her upper thigh until she backed up and sat on my lap.
“You can quit being a bitch about me not taking you back there.”
“I’m not!”
“You are too, why are you so hell bent on me taking you to an actual bed?”
She shrugged a shoulder, “I just think it would be a good time honestly.”
I shook my head, “It’s probably not all you think it would be.”
“I think you should let me be the judge of that. We’ve had sex in the jet quite a few times, what’s the big deal?” she asked me.
I pushed her off of my lap, “Fine, let’s go back there and I’ll prove to you that there’s nothing special or different about sex in there compared to sex in this seat.” I knew damn good and well this would be her last flight with me. I knew the look that women got in their eyes when they started to have actual feelings, and that’s the look she had in her eyes when she turned back to me and smiled.
Lacy slowly took her clothes off and neatly laid them across the back of a small chair in the corner of the bedroom. I watched as she unbuttoned each button on my shirt then pushed it down my arms. She kissed and licked down my chest and knelt in front of me while she unbuttoned my blue jeans and pushed my boxers down with them. I toed my shoes off and kicked my clothes off to the side, Lacy climbed up the bed and started touching her pussy and rolling one of her nipples between her fingers.
I know she was hoping I would eat her pussy but I had no plans of doing that so I walked around the bed and grabbed a condom out of the small end table drawer and laid it on the pillow next to her head. She smiled at me as she rolled onto her side and started stroking my cock until it was fully erect and ready for me to fuck her. With each bob of her head she gagged when the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat, all she had to do was relax and that wouldn’t happen, but I wasn’t going to stop her and give her step by step instructions. With one last long pull on my cock she sat up on her knees and ripped the condom wrapper open then rolled it on to me.
She scooted to the center of the bed so I followed and positioned myself between her legs with the tip of my cock nudging her entrance. One quick thrust and the tip of my cock was touching her cervix and I couldn’t go any deeper. I pulled out and slammed back inside of her harder but she met my thrusts and gripped the sheets as the pain intensified. “Oh god Spencer!” she cried out and arched her back and neck. I pulled out again and laid down so she could ride me, she always cum faster in this position. When she had taken as much of me inside of her as she could I tightened my grip on her hips, I could feel her pussy juices flowing down to my nuts and onto the sheets below me. She moved her hips back and forth faster and faster until she was panting and riding out her orgasm. Once her pussy muscles started to spasm around my cock I cum inside the condom and released my grip on her hips. When she laid down against my chest, I knew exactly what was coming next, “I love you Spencer, nobody knows my body like you do.” She told me. I lifted her hips and pulled out of her, she sat on the bed beside me but wouldn’t look at me.
“Lacy, I’ve told you time and time again. I don’t do relationships, you KNOW that! God damn it, you can’t just fuck and be happy?”
She still wouldn’t look at me, “I…I thought I could but I actually fell in love with you.”
I pulled the condom off and tossed it into the trash, “Well, I’m sorry but I can guarantee you there are no feelings there for you besides a friendship.” I went into the bathroom and washed myself off, put my clothes on and left her sitting in the middle of the bed naked and I’m pretty sure she was crying. The rest of the flight she wouldn’t look at me unless she brought me something to eat or drink. When the plane landed I grabbed my luggage and started to walk out of the plane, Lacy was standing at the door, “I know, I know, I’m fired.” She said and rolled her eyes.
“I’m sorry but you knew…”
She interrupted me and took a step closer to me so she could whisper in my ear, “You’ll fucking regret this someday Spencer, not all women are like HER.” Then she stepped back and let me past her.
I thought about her words on the ride back to the house, she was wrong thinking that I would ever regret not being able to have feelings for her or any woman for that matter. Feelings plus women equaled heart break and I avoided it when possible. Just as the driver pulled into the driveway Peaches called.
“Yeah?” I answered.
“Ember just text me to let me know that she’ll take the job. I have her scheduled to go through all the tests tomorrow and to start on Monday night. I still don’t have a guy so you’ll be the lucky one to go in there.”
I blew out a breath, “Okay, thanks.” I disconnected the call, grabbed my stuff out of the back of the SUV and walked up the steps of my multi-million dollar mansion. The rest of the afternoon and evening I spent going through business documents and double checked to make sure that Cally and Bliss had returned their cell phones and other property that belonged to the club. After that I grabbed a cold beer and sat down on the couch, the beers flowed coldly down my throat until I eventually staggered up the massive staircase and into my bedroom.
It was almost noon the next day before I woke up, when I checked my cell phone I had two missed calls from Derrick and a text from him telling me to get my lazy ass out of bed. I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth and drained my beer filled bladder. I called Derrick back;
“What the fuck did you want?” I asked when he answered.
He laughed, “You sound like shit man, did you tie one on last night if so how many women did you take home?”
“Ha ha asshole, you know I don’t bring them here. I watched TV and had a few too many beers, I had to fire Lacy yesterday.”
He laughed again, “Did she finally admit to you that she has feelings?”
“Something like that, how the fuck did you know?”
“Shit, I could see it two months ago when we flew to Cabo, just the way she looked at you.”
I rolled my eyes, “Anyways…what’s up?”
“Oh man, I’ve been hanging out with this chic, last night was fucking awesome but I need your advice…” he was interrupted in the background by somebody yelling at him that they needed to leave so they could board the plane. “Christ, I’ll tell you about it some other time, don’t forget we’ll be in Houston all week.”
“Okay, I’ll try to make it. Be careful, love ya brother.”
“Love you too.”
Since I had missed two days of working out I decided I’d start with weights and end with swimming laps in my heated indoor outdoor pool. Four hours later I climbed out of the pool my muscles were weak from the weights, kickboxing, treadmill, ab workout, and laps in the pool. After a shower I made some spaghetti since my chef and staff had the weekends off. Growing up with mom higher than hell most of
the time and dad out of town on his so called business trips I learned that if I didn’t cook for Derrick and myself we wouldn’t get to eat until somebody came over and cooked for us.
Peaches text me to let me know that everything was a “go” with Ember, Josh had tried to call me but when I called him back it went straight to his voicemail. With it being Sunday I caught up on what little laundry needed to be done, then watched TV and thought about the following day.
I had been in the box a few other times and never thought twice about it, I knew what the clients were paying to see and that’s exactly what I gave them. For some reason though I was actually nervous, “You’re nervous because she’s a virgin.” I said to myself as I folded my blue jeans and put them in the closet. I knew that Peaches had given Ember a cell phone with my contact information in it, it was normal for two people that were going to be in the box with each other to want to get to know a little bit about each other. The only thing they weren’t allowed to do was send pictures of their faces to each other. I checked my text from Peaches, she had sent me the phone number to Embers cell phone. I thought about sending her a text to make sure she really wanted the job. As I hovered over her name I shook my head and put my phone down, went through the house and shut the lights off then went to bed.
When Monday morning rolled around I showered then dressed in my charcoal suit with a blue dress shirt and a charcoal silk tie. Downstairs the staff was in full swing, cleaning the house even though it was spotless.
“Spencer you do your own laundry again?” Jocee one of my long time staff members asked with her hands planted firmly on her hips.
“I was bored!” I told her and smiled.
“That smile no work on me boy, you keep doing my job. Now sit so we can feed you!” she turned and walked into the kitchen where her older sister Victoria was already making breakfast.
“I’m sorry jeez, but I really was bored.” I told her again and sat down at the breakfast bar.
She muttered something in Spanish then placed a mug of coffee in front of me along with the newspaper. “You need find you a nice woman.”