Jimmy's Game (Ruthless)

by Karen Clow

  “Fuck me girls! We were beginning to think you’d fucked off home,” said Mickey with a laugh as the two girls appeared. Sharon joked back and said, “You should be grateful you’re getting a private show and that at half eleven in the morning two beauties are willing to shake their bits for you!” Jimmy piped in and said, “She’s got a point Mick, stick some music on for them Shane.”

  Instructing Max to watch her and join in when she felt comfortable, which judging by the look on Max’s face and the fact that her arms were folded across her breasts, would probably be never, Sharon moved towards one of the poles. Soon as the music started, Sharon started gyrating up and down the pole. Max thought she moved very seductively and elegantly. After several minutes she called for Max to try. Slowly she dropped her guard and tried to look as elegant and seductive as her mentor, although for the first five minutes she was anything but, however, once she began to feel more at ease, it seemed to come quite naturally to her. When the music finished, the three men clapped. Mickey smiled at Max and said, “With a bit of work I reckon you’ll do okay babe.” The others agreed.

  They decided to give her a try out on one of the quieter nights. “What nights are you working this week babe?” said Mickey to Sharon. “At the moment I’m down for Tuesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday Mickey, why?” Glancing briefly at Max he said, “Can you do this Tuesday Max?” “Yeah, that’ll be ok.” “Then it looks like you’ve got yourself a job if Tuesday goes ok. Sharon can show you the ropes. When you two are dressed come and join us for a quick drink, then we’ve got business to discuss.”

  After the girls had a drink with them, they left. Shane said, “I wouldn’t mind giving that Max one, she’s a bit tasty. What do you lot think of her as a dancer?” It was unanimous; they all thought she would probably work out ok. Mickey joked and said, “I wouldn’t mind giving her one either!” Jimmy was quick to say, “Don’t let Monica hear you say that, she’ll chop your nuts off!” “Not me Jimmy you’re the one getting married, although I must say Monica’s help with the arrangements is having an awkward effect on us; all she keeps fucking talking about is getting engaged!” “Well let’s face it you could do a lot worse; Monica’s alright.” “I agree, but marriage isn’t something I’d thought about doing again; anyway, we’re here to talk about business not marriage!” They all laughed.

  Jimmy asked Shane to tell them about the Jamaicans. Grinning he replied, “Ugly bastards with that fucking matted hair, fuck knows what women see in them.” “Ok Shane we’ve gathered you don’t like them, but tell us what happened.” “There were five of them, big bastards not your run of the mill clubbers, suits, money and plenty of gold jewellery. They tried to talk to some of the dancers, one of them really seemed to take a shine to Simone, but she made it obvious she wasn’t interested. Then Billy saw one of them trying to pass some dope to one of our regular punters. When we told them to leave; they gave us a bit of lip; with all that crap talk, you know, ‘yeah man, no man, ya be sorry man;’ all that load of old bollocks! Truth is we didn’t really take much notice ‘til I spoke to Simone when we closed, apparently they’d said to her she’d soon be working for them, because they were going to be the new owners of the club. Simone didn’t think anything of it, until they mentioned you two by name and made reference to other things.” “What things” asked Jimmy? “Well you Jimmy and the fact that you and Maria sorter got together because of a bet.” “Fucking cheeky black bastards, what else did they say?” “Not much really except they’d be back.” “Are you sure they’re not local boys?” asked Mickey. “Definitely, even their accent was pure Jamaican; my guess is they’re looking to make a name for themselves.” “Well they picked the wrong fucking manor if that’s the case! I’ll give Lenny Porter a bell, see what he can dig up and maybe a word with Hudson wouldn’t be a bad idea, he’s well in with the Jamaican community. In the mean time we’ll send over a couple more boys just in case they do come back and give us any grief.” “What about Terry and Reggie,” suggested Jimmy, “I’m sure they could spare us a couple of nights.” “Yeah good idea,” said Mickey “especially as Reggie’s well known for hating the blacks; and especially Jamaicans.” “You can bell them to arrange it. Right, now business is sorted we can have another drink.” Shane grinned at Jimmy and said, “How’s the wedding plans going?” “I ain’t really had a lot to do with it; Monica’s a diamond with the time she’s put in helping Maria. According to the girls everything is running smoothly, Shaun’s two granddaughters have agreed to be bridesmaids; along with Mickey’s girl Charlie.” Shane grinned at Mickey and said, “I bet you’re looking forward to being his best man.” Mickey grinned suspiciously and raised his eye brows as he replied, “What about you Shane, can we expect you to bring a guest to the wedding?” “No, I’m shagging a couple of the dancers; thankfully they don’t work the same nights!” They all laughed. They had one more drink then the two friends left.

  Mickey dropped Jimmy off and said, “Remember to bell Terry and Reggie.” “I will, catch you later Mick,” he replied as he got out of the car.

  CHAPTER 26

  “Hi babe,” called Jimmy as he entered the apartment, there was no reply she was still out. While he waited he called Terry. Just as he put down the phone after talking to him, Maria walked in. “Hi babe, had a good morning, how was Thomas?” Smiling at him she replied, “Thomas sends his regards and hopes to see you in church on Sunday.” Quickly changing the subject he said, “What did Leon think about the new recipes?” “He really liked them; they’ll be on the menu within a week. How did it go at the club?” “Fine babe, turned out it was just a couple of fucking Jamaicans acting up with a couple of the dancers, nothing to worry about.” “So why were you asking Terry to work the door for a couple of nights?” She had obviously heard the tail end of his telephone conversation. Trying to sound convincing he quickly replied, “Oh that babe, just a precaution that’s all.” Knowing she would want to find out more, he was relieved to be interrupted by his phone, “Hello Jimmy; Martin Blackwell here.” “How’s it going Martin?” “Fine thanks, just calling to let you know your rings are ready, so if you call in sometime we’ll just check they fit.” “Great Martin, maybe we can call in this afternoon?” “That would be fine, hope to see you both later then.” As he put the phone down she smiled at him and said, “Who was that and where are we going this afternoon?” “It was Martin from the jewellers; he wants us to call round and try our rings on, thought perhaps we could do it later?” “Oh that would be lovely.” Jokingly he replied, “You’ll have to feed me before we go otherwise my ring might be too loose.” Playfully she tapped his stomach and said, “It wouldn’t hurt you to lose a few pounds, especially as your wedding suit had already been tailored.” Retaliating by gently tapping her across the bum he said, “If anything I need to eat more to keep my energy levels up because of your constant sexual demands on me!” Blushing she walked into the kitchen before calling out to him, “You wish, now what can I get you to eat stud?” “Just a couple of sandwiches would be great babe.”

  While they sat eating their lunch, she chatted about the wedding plans. Simply from the enthusiasm in her voice he could tell she was excited with the whole thing. Jimmy smiled and said, “No second thoughts then babe?” “I can’t wait, have you got doubts then?” “Not one babe,” he replied. He thought about the frightened young girl who had been brought to his apartment just two years earlier, after winning her in a poker game. It was obvious since that time she had grown into a confident young woman, barely resembling the same girl who had prayed to God to let her die. Gazing lovingly at her he remembered the terrible pain and cruelty she had endured at the hands of Nick. The sheer fact that she survived, was a testament to her character and faith. “There you go again, day dreaming,” said Maria. “Sorry babe I was miles away.” “What were you thinking about?” “Oh just the wedding and that,” he didn’t want to tell her the truth in case it upset her.

  After lunch as they drove to the jewellers
he said, “Did I tell you we’ve got a new dancer starting at the club?” “No, who is she?” “She’s called Max, I think she’ll work out ok, but she doesn’t seem the type to work there.” “Perhaps she isn’t really comfortable doing it, but if she needs the money that badly,” she was just about to continue when he said, “We’re here,” as he pulled up outside the jewellers.

  Martin greeted them as they entered, then suggested going through to the back of the shop. They followed him to a small room; where there was a ring display board on the table. Taking the two rings from it he passed them one each. “Perfect,” said Jimmy as he slipped his on, before smiling at his future wife and asking, “Yours ok babe?” Admiring it on her finger she replied, “It’s perfect.” “They’re fine Martin, what’s the damage?” said Jimmy. “Nothing, as it’s you Jimmy there won’t be a charge.” “No we can’t do that.” “Consider them my wedding gift, you’ve given me a lot of good business over the years Jimmy, it’s the least I can do.” “That’s very decent of you mate, we really appreciate it, but it’s far too generous.” “Nonsense it’s my pleasure, anyway I can afford it,” joked Martin as they shook hands. Jimmy passed the rings back to him and said, “Can you keep them for us? I’ll collect them just before the wedding.” “No problem Jimmy, now is there anything else I can help you with?” “Not really, but I think we should buy something.” Looking at Maria, he added, “Is there anything you want babe?” “I don’t think so.” Martin suggested that they go back into the shop and have a look round.

  Jimmy chatted to Martin while Maria browsed the shop. “That’s pretty,” she said as she pointed to a gold necklace with a gold initial hanging from it”. “Yeah I like that, how much is it Martin,” asked Jimmy. “Two hundred and thirty five, but of course, I’ll give you discount.” “That won’t be necessary thanks; you’ve already done too much.” Maria interrupted and said, “Shall we buy the bridesmaids and Monica one as a token of our gratitude?” “Good idea, maybe we could get Mickey something from here as well?” Martin interrupted and said, “I’ve just the thing for him; they only came in this week.” He showed them some gold cuff links with three small diamonds in one corner. The moment Maria said, “Oh they’re lovely.” Jimmy said, “Sold.” They told Martin what initials they wanted on the chains, although Jimmy had momentarily forgotten the names of Shaun’s grandchildren, Megan and Chloe, who were to be their bridesmaids. Ordering one for Maria as well; he paid in cash and said he would collect them with the rings.

  It was turned four o’clock by the time they got home. “Do you want to eat out tonight babe,” said Jimmy. “Would you mind if we didn’t, only I’d planned to try out a new recipe on you tonight?” “Sounds good, you can try anything you like on me, including dinner!” Knowing he was actually making a reference to sex she grinned and replied, “Why don’t you put some music on and try to relax while I prepare the dinner.”

  Listening to the music he was dozing off when his mobile rang, after checking the ID he said, “Alright Mickey what’s up?” “Can Maria hear me?” “No mate you’re alright she’s in the kitchen, what’s up?” “That secret project of yours, I’ve just had Justin on the phone he needs to run a couple of things past you before he can move forward on it.” “No problem, tell him I’ll pop over sometime tomorrow.” “One last thing Jimmy, I thought tonight we ought to go to Sweet Cheeks; just to check up on things.” “Ok I’ll pick you up around half nine.” “See you then, love to Maria.” “Who was that on the phone?” asked Maria as she appeared in the lounge. “Just Mickey, he wants me to go to the club with him tonight.” “Oh I thought you were talking about me when I heard you say ‘she’s in the kitchen.” “Yeah that’s right babe he did ask where you were.” “Why?” He hesitated before replying, “Just Mickey being nosey I suppose.” With a curious frown she replied, “If I didn’t know better Jimmy Dixon, I would think you two were up to something.” “Who me, no” he replied trying not to look guilty.” Hoping to change the subject he continued, “So what’s for dinner then?” “It’s a surprise.” “Well it smells good, how long before we eat?” “About an hour, it has to cook slowly.” Patting the arm of his chair he said, “Come and sit with me.”

  Placing her arm around his neck, they kissed. It wasn’t long before they were fondling one another. Grinning at her he said, “How long ‘til dinner?” “I’ve just told you, about an hour?” Knowing he was thinking did they have time for sex and not wanting to disappoint him, she moved her hand down his body and undid his trousers. Then she knelt down on the floor between his legs. Knowing what she was about to do, his pulse was racing; the anticipation was as much as he could stand. Gripping her head firmly in his hands, he groaned as she took him into her mouth. “Christ Maria, stop babe!” Lifting her head she said, “What’s wrong, I thought you’d like that?” “Like it, that’s a fucking understatement, but I want to fuck you.” She lay down on the floor and began to unbutton her blouse. Kneeling in front of her, he lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties. Desperate to be inside her, seconds later he entered her; she was surprised at how forceful he was, but she put it down to his overwhelming need for sex; which despite the lack of foreplay she was ready for.

  Within seconds their bodies were moving together, the pace of their love making was getting faster and faster with every thrust. Pinning her arms to the floor, he needed to be in total control of her. She could sense that nothing was going to stop him now, for the first time in almost two years, she felt she had no control over their love making, and although she had felt like that with Nick and hated it, she felt differently with Jimmy. At that moment she wanted him to take control; to dominate her. There was nothing she wouldn’t do with him, she trusted him completely. “God Jimmy, don’t stop,” she cried out as he thrust deeper into her. Then with one final thrust they were coming. Moments later he lowered himself onto her. The moment he released her arms, she threw them around his hot pulsing body. “God Maria, you do something to me!” Kissing him she softly replied, “It’s the same for me.” They lay holding each other until she said, “I need to check the dinner.” Jokingly he replied, “I’m starving all that shagging has given me an appetite!”

  Moments later she called from the kitchen, “Jimmy lay the table and open a bottle of wine, dinners ready”

  “Looks delicious,” he said as she placed a serving dish on the table, followed by several smaller dishes filled with vegetables. Not recognising the dish he said, “What is it?” “It’s a vegetarian dish, Leon has been saying he’s asked more and more about vegetarian dishes, so I’m trying a few out.” Despite being a bit put out that there was no meat, he was happy to try it to please her. She served him, quorn pieces in a cheese and leek sauce, accompanied by asparagus tips, mange tout, new potatoes, and fresh garden peas. Gingerly he put a fork full in his mouth, as he chewed he couldn’t believe how tasty it was. Complementing her he said, “You’ve surpassed yourself babe, it’s fucking delicious! I can’t believe something with no meat could taste this good!” “Thanks, but I hope you’re being truthful and not just saying it to please me.” “Straight up babe, it’s great.” Finishing the last scrap of food from his plate, he said, “So what’s for pudding then?” “I haven’t had time to make one, but I have got some apple pie left over from yesterday and there’s some ice cream in the freezer.” “Cushty, I’ll get the ice cream while you put the apple pie in the micro wave.”

  The evening passed quickly. Just before he left to pick Mickey up she said, “Ask him and Monica if they’d like to come over for dinner one evening next week.” Grabbing his keys he replied, “Will do, I’m sure they’ll love too. Don’t wait up tonight babe I’ll be late.” “Ok just be careful Jimmy and no fighting.” “Yes boss!” They kissed tenderly then he left. She waved at him from the window as he pulled away.

  Ten minutes later he was pulling up at his friends, Mickey was waiting outside; speaking to someone on his mobile. Finishing the call he got into the car and said, “Alright Jimmy th
at was Shane on the phone, apparently our Jamaican friends are at the club, I told him we’d be there in ten minutes.” “I’m looking forward to meeting these fucking Jamaicans!”

  Pulling in at Sweet Cheeks they could see Billy and Reggie standing at the door, Reggie’s dogs were sitting a few feet away. Although Mickey wasn’t particularly fond of the dogs, even he had to admit that they were immaculately trained. If Reggie told them to sit, they sat, if he said stay, they stayed, in fact every command he gave them, they obeyed.

  Exiting the car they approached the club doors. Mickey nodded at Billy and said, “Anything happened with the Jamaicans?” “No I warned them on the way in if we have any trouble with them they’re out!” “What did they say to that?” “Cheeky bastards said, ‘we don’t want any trouble we want the club.’” “Really, what did you say?” “I just laughed and said, in your fucking dreams you cheeky bastard!” They all laughed.

  Walking into the club they nodded at Shane who was standing just inside the door. “Alright Shane, where are our Rastafarian friends” said Jimmy sarcastically. With a smirk Shane nodded toward the seating area where the Jamaicans were sitting at a table watching the dancers. Terry was standing at the end of the bar keeping a close eye on them. Mickey walked over and spoke to him while Jimmy stayed and talked to Shane. Eventually the two friends sat together at the bar. Sue the barmaid chatted to them as she poured their drinks. Jimmy glanced towards the Jamaicans and looking quickly back at Sue said, “Everything been ok babe?” “Yeah it was a bit quiet earlier; but the last hour has been busy.” Then she grinned and added, “One of those Jamaicans asked me what time I finished, he wants to take me out.” Both men laughed because they knew she wouldn’t give anyone, especially a Jamaican, a second look. She had been happily married to Nigel for thirteen years, another factor being her sister Tracy had lived with a Jamaican for three years; he used to beat the crap out of her and her kids. Shane and a couple of the lads had sorted him out for her as a favour to Sue. She was one of the best barmaids they’d ever had; very attractive with a bubbly personality, great with the punters and the staff. Good at her job, honest, reliable and she didn’t take any shit from anyone. Leaning slightly across the bar she discretely said, “One of those Jamaicans is heading towards you.”