by Helen Cooper
“Then I can be known as the Beekman Brother whore.” She laughed into the phone, only half joking.
“Well seeing as none of us has had the great luck to have you in our bed, then I don’t think whore can be the operative word. Maybe you can be the Beekman Brother siren.” David laughed and Louise felt a twinge at guilt at his words.
“Siren I’m not.” She laughed uncomfortably. “Oh David, I’ll miss you.”
“You’ll only be gone for a few weeks Louise. When you get back we can go and look at dogs and you can help me choose one.”
“Yay that will be great.” She sighed as she looked at the time. “Though I better go now, I have a lot of packing left to do and I’m sure Richard won’t be happy if I’m not ready when he arrives.”
“Okay luv, good luck. Have fun and don’t let my brother ride you too hard.”
“I’ll try not to.” She smiled into the phone, knowing that she was thinking of a different kind of ride altogether. She hung up the phone and had just zipped up the case when the doorbell rang. She walked slowly to the door and took a few deep breaths before opening it up. Richard stood there looking casually handsome in a pair of faded jeans and a navy blue Rugby top. She sighed as she studied his face, he had day old stubble and his black hair was that little bit too long and had a bit of a curl.
“Hi.” She smiled at him. “Do you want to come in for a second, while I get my stuff together.”
“Sure.” He stared at her and she felt his eyes on her body. She was still wearing a pair of gym shorts and a tank top and she didn’t have on a bra. She felt his eyes on her breasts and she could feel her nipples protruding from her thin top.
“I’m nearly ready. I just need to change.” She bit her lip as he walked into the apartment and looked around. She looked at her apartment through his eyes and cringed; it was far from the grandeur he was accustomed to.
“No problem.” He smiled at her finally. “You have a nice apartment.”
“Ha, thanks.” She laughed. “It’s small and cheaply furnished.”
“But it looks homey and comfy.” He stared into her eyes. “It feels nice.”
“Thanks.” She whispered, staring back into his face. “I like it.” She felt her heart beat racing as he stood right in front of her, with his lips so close to hers. She could feel the warmth of his breath on her face as he spoke.
“I like it to.” He smiled at her and she gasped as she felt his hand on her breasts.
“Oh.” She gasped as he squeezed her nipple. “What are you doing?”
“This.” He grinned at her and bent his head and took her nipple in his mouth and gently tugged on it with his teeth. He sucked her right nipple and then her left one and Louise felt her panties get wet.
“We don’t have time for this.” She gasped out. She guessed this wasn’t going to be a completely professional trip after all. She felt giddy with happiness and silently berated herself for feeling so happy about that.
“We always have time for this.” He growled and pulled her tank top up. She stood there in her shorts topless and moaned as he pushed her down on the couch. His chest crushed down on her breasts and flattened them and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he crushed his lips down on her mouth. She felt his tongue slide into her mouth and she sucked on it passionately, happy to taste him again. He grinded into her as they made out and she pushed her pussy up into his cock as he dry humped her. She could feel his bulge hard against his jeans as he rubbed against her. She started humping harder, as she knew she was close to coming from the movement. She sighed as he stopped kissing and dry humping her and kissed down her neck to her stomach. She felt him reach her shorts and all of a sudden he had pulled her shorts down. Before she could blink, she felt his head in-between her legs and he was licking up her pussy juices and sucking her clit. She ground her mound into his face, overcome with ecstasy and came immediately when he stuck his tongue in her. She felt her hips bucking as he fucked her with his tongue and the intensity of her orgasm made her thighs clench his face. Her body collapsed on the couch and she saw him get up and pull down his jeans. She felt him pick her up off of the couch and place her on the floor on her knees so that her ass was in the air facing him.
She gasped as she felt his cock slam into her and she rested her hands on the floor for support. He pushed himself into her hard and she felt his hand come around to play with her breasts, pinching her nipples hard. She screamed when he moved one of his hands to play with her clit as he fucked her doggy-style. She thought she was going to collapse from all the intensity of the pleasure he was giving her. When he withdrew his large cock from her, she felt empty and was pleased when he lay on his back and picked her up and placed her on top of him. She sat on his cock and let him slide into her slowly and started to ride him. She grinned as he closed his eyes and placed his hands on her hips to make her move faster. She bounced up and down on him and watched his face, delighting in his groans when she slid all the way off of him and then slammed back down on top of him. He held her hips still as he came in her and she collapsed down on him as she orgasmed one more time.
“Wow.” He grinned up at her. “Mile high sex is usually in the air Louise.”
“What? I didn’t…” She paused and sighed. “Let me go and change quickly.” She stood up slowly; she felt a slight ache between her legs. He had been a little rougher than normal and she could still feel the remains of him between her legs.
“That would be great.” He stood up and pulled his pants up, only looking slightly disheveled. She stood there naked feeling vulnerable and ran out of the room to her bedroom to change.
“Are you ready Louise, we have to leave in less than five minutes.” Richard stood in the entryway to her room and tapped his foot impatiently. She felt annoyed that he was making her bad for running late; she hadn’t asked him to come lay her down on the floor and make love to her.
“I’ll be out in a second.” She snapped. “Why don’t you make yourself helpful and take my suitcase down to the car.” She turned away from him and pulled on a silk blouse. She felt his hands on her shoulders and he turned her around to face him.
“I hope you are going to be more pleasant in London Louise.” He stared into her eyes and she looked into the chocolate brown galaxy that was his eyes, feeling herself melt into him.
“I was pleasant until you came to my room with an attitude.” She muttered back at him.
“Good.” He kissed the tip of her nose and walked out of the room. “Be downstairs and by the Mercedes in five minutes or I will have to hire someone else.”
Louise felt her face reddening and wanted to run after him and hit him. “Asshole.” She muttered under her breath. She contemplated just letting him go by himself but knew she wasn’t strong enough to say no and that it wasn’t because she felt sorry for him either.
***
Louise and Richard arrived at London Heathrow airport about 9 hours later and it was all she could do to stop herself from uhming and ahhing. She had never been abroad before and she had always dreamed of visiting England.
“So I take it you are enjoying the view?” Richard grinned at her as they rode in the taxi to their hotel in Chelsea.
“It’s amazing.” Louise grinned at him unable to hide her joy. “I’ve always wanted to come to London.”
“Well maybe I’ll spend the weekend showing you the sites.” Richard had a boyish grin on his face and truly looked relaxed.
“Oh, you don’t have to do that.” Louise frowned. “I know we came here for work.”
“Louise, someone once told me that all work and no play makes for a dull life. “ Richard took her hand. “My meeting isn’t until Tuesday. Today’s Friday. We’ll spend the weekend playing hooky and then on Monday we can get to work.”
“If you’re sure?” She tried to hide the excitement bubbling up inside of her. “I mean I’m not even sure what you are expecting me to do?”
“You’ll be my assistant and I’m sure.�
� He looked out of the window as they drove past a bunch of stores. Louise gasped as she saw Harrods, the best and most famous department store in the world. “I’ll even take you to Harrods.” He grinned at her. “Maybe we can do a modern day London style ‘Pretty Woman’.”
“What?” She turned to him with anger in her face.
“I’m joking, I’m joking.” He grinned at her. “You can pay for whatever you want in Harrods.”
“Uh huh.” She smiled at him and watched the trendy people walking down the street. She would barely be able to pay for a pair of flip-flops. She still had to find out when Richard was going to pay her; her rent was past due and she knew her electricity was about to be turned off as well. “We’ll see.” She mumbled, wondering if now was the right time to ask about payday. “Actually Richard, I had a question for you.”
“Yeah?” He looked at her curiously.
She took a deep breath and said, “When is payday and how much am I making?” She laughed awkwardly. She felt weird about asking the guy she was sleeping with and now working for, how much he was going to pay her. She continued to babble, “I know it’s awkward to ask about money but my rent is due and I just need to know because I haven’t looked for another job and…”
Richard’s laughter cut her off and she looked at him with a frown. “It’s not funny.”
“Sorry Louise. But you are a refreshing delight in my life. How much did you make at Ben’s firm?”
“$40,000 a year.” Louise was honest, even though a part of her wanted to lie and say she had made more.
“Okay then. I’ll pay you $10,000 a month.” He smiled at her as she gasped. “Does that sound fair?”
“Uh, yeah.” She looked at him with narrowed eyes. “That is the salary for just being your assistant right? Nothing else?”
“I don’t pay for sex Louise.” His voice was calm but matter-of-fact and she flushed.
“Well you won’t be getting sex from me again.” She looked at him earnestly. “I don’t like sleeping with someone who has a girlfriend.”
“Really?” He cocked his head at her. “You know Monique and I don’t have a conventional type of relationship.”
“But you still have a relationship.” Louise swallowed hard before she continued. “I don’t want to be that type of girl.”
“What type of girl?” Richard placed his hand on her leg and started massaging her thigh.
“The type of girl that sleeps with a taken guy.” She moved away from him in the back seat and gasped as he hand squeezed her thigh and stopped her.
“I think you’ll follow your body and find that you have no problem doing what I want.” Richard’s eyes pierced hers and she felt his fingers slip under her skirt and rub up and down her panty-clad clit.
“Stop.” She hissed at him, looking to the front of the car to ensure that the taxi-driver wasn’t looking at them.
“Are you sure?” He smiled at her and slipped a finger inside her panties. She paused and involuntarily widened her legs as he slipped a finger into her. She gasped and closed her eyes as she felt her pussy moisten as his finger dipped in and out of her. He slowly withdrew his finger and wiped it on her clit before putting his finger in his mouth and sucking it. “Yummy,” he grinned at her as he stopped licking his finger. “It sure tastes like you aren’t sure.” He laughed at her wide eyes and leaned over to whisper in her ear. “You’re body doesn’t lie Louise. I can have you whenever I want you.”
She glared at him and closed her legs and turned away from him to stare out of the window. She groaned to herself as she felt her pussy still throbbing. He was right. Her body wanted him more than any man she had ever been with and she couldn’t stop herself from responding. She knew that if he were to put her on his lap right now, she would find herself fucking him as they drove along the streets of London; with no concern to whether the taxi-driver knew what they were up to or not. She sighed to herself, wondering what sort of woman she had become.
Chapter 12
The hotel was full of understated elegance. Louise was surprised and a little upset that Richard had gotten them two separate rooms. She had assumed that they would be spending their nights together and didn’t know whether she should feel happy or sad that he had gotten her her own space. Sometimes he was an enigma and she really wanted to get to know him better, outside of the bedroom.
She heard a knocking on her door and opened it to find Richard there smiling. “I hope you like the room.” He spoke as he walked in, without waiting for an invitation.
“It’s lovely. Thanks.” She beamed at him. The room was small but quaint. There was a full-sized bed with a down comforter. There was also a fireplace and a Victorian table with paintings of different members of the aristocracy on the walls. “I feel like an English Duchess in my chambers.”
“Well is the Duchess ready to hit the town with her Lord?” Richard bowed at her and she laughed.
“Yes, my Lord.” She curtsied and picked up her bag. “Let’s go and visit the Queen.”
“I’ll just call Charles and let him know we are coming.”
“Tell William and Kate as well, I want to give them a late wedding gift.” She grinned at him and delighted in his sense of humor.
“Hmm, I’m not sure about that. I wouldn’t want William to leave Kate for you and leave me all alone. You know how British men love American women.” Richard wrinkled his nose up at her and she burst out laughing.
“Somehow I think their marriage will survive a meeting with me.”
“Let’s not test it. I don’t want to get beheaded for sleeping with the Prince’s lady.”
“Off with his head.” She laughed.
“Off with her head.” He grabbed her hand and they walked to the elevator.
“You’re not King Henry VIII in disguise are you?” She poked him in the side.
“Not if you’re Anne Boleyn out for revenge.” He raised an eyebrow at her. “Though, I wouldn’t mind having 8 wives.”
“And 20 mistresses.”
“Nah, just one mistress is fine.” His eyes caught hers and they just stared at each other silently for a few seconds, the arrival of the elevator breaking their intense look.
“I thought we would take a bus into the West End.” Richard continued holding her hand as they walked out of the hotel. “Is that okay?”
“What? No taxi?” She pouted at him.
“Oh sorry, I just thought…” Richard stopped as she burst out laughing.
“No silly. A bus is fine. In fact I would love to ride a big read double decker bus.” She squealed at him.
“Oh ok. Great.” He stared at her. “You really are something special Louise.”
She felt a glow of warmness run through her and bit back the comment she wanted to make about Monique. She just didn’t want to ruin the moment. “Thanks my Lord. You’re something pretty special too.”
They got to the bus stop and Louise looked around her in wonder. There were thousands of people milling the streets and each one seemed to have a purpose to their life. They were all walking with determination and Louise thought they all looked friendly and happy; unlike most of the people she saw in New York. It was a nice warm day which surprised her as she had always heard how grey and rainy England was.
“Come on Louise. This is us.” Richard grabbed her arm and they ran up to a number 3 bus. “Two adults please.” Richard dropped some pound coins into a slot and took the printed out ticket and Louise followed him on the stairs to the top of the bus.
“Looks like it is our lucky day.” Richard grinned at her as they walked to the front of the bus and took the two empty seats.
“They must have known royalty was coming my lord.” She smiled at him and looked in wonder out of the big windows. “Wow, I never knew how many stores and people they had here.”
“Yeah. It’s a wonderful city.” Richard looked wistful as he stared out of the window.
Louise wanted to ask him what was wrong but scared he would rebuf
f her. “Do you really like London then?” She asked him casually.
“My parents are from England. I grew up here for the first 11 years of my life.”
“Oh.” She looked at him curiously. She had never heard Ben talk about living in London. “Ben never told me that you guys were English.”
“Oh, Ben never lived here.” Richard looked at her carefully. “Ben and David are my cousins, not my real brothers.”
“Oh.” She wanted to ask for more information but didn’t want to appear too nosey.
“My father and his father were brothers. His dad immigrated to the States after going to College a Columbia University. He met Ben’s mom and stayed in the States.” Richard paused. “My dad went to Cambridge and met my mom. He was a doctor. She was a society girl. They died in a car crash after he caught her in bed with his partner.”