Mr. Right.com

by Watts, Rebecca K.

  On the prowl, Anita smelled money and went straight for the NFL players. Olivia lingered back, ordering another drink. She wished Richard could make it. They’d been talking regularly but work kept them both from making a trip.

  She sat in the VIP booth, looking down on the dance floor. The only thing separating her from the ground below was a thick glass. The dance floor was filled with people getting their groove on. Taking another sip of her drink, she thought she saw a familiar face at the bar.

  “I’ll be right back. I think I see someone I know.” She doubted if Anita heard her or cared. She was sitting on the lap of a player, but flirting with the whole table, making the paid entertainers work even harder for attention.

  Exiting the area, she made her way down the stairs, making a beeline straight toward the bar. She taped him on the shoulder.

  “There you are.” A smile spread across Richard’s face.

  “What are you doing here?”

  “Surprising you. A meeting was cancelled, and I recalled you saying you would be here.”

  The bartender slid Richard his drink.

  “You could have called.” She swatted his arm.

  “That would have taken away the whole element of surprise. I was just hoping to run into you.”

  “Oh really?”

  “Yes, really. Now, can I please have a proper greeting?”

  Olivia fell into Richard’s muscular arms, giving him a tender hug and kiss.

  “This place is really nice. Have you had a chance to look around?” he said after their lips unlocked.

  “Of course, I love her style. The VIP area is upstairs. We were served a full meal when we got here. The food was delicious.”

  His eyes went to the private door. “I want to see what the private rooms are about. Are you game?”

  “Sure, why not?” She was dying to see what skills the girls had up close and personal, maybe adding them to her online show.

  They moved over to a corner so they could check out the room a little better. All the entertainers were beautiful, but none really stood out over the other. It was easy to spot them as they worked the room. They had on the least amount of clothing, and their makeup was flawless. Olivia watched in amusement as the girls would come out from the private area and go right back to work on their next victim.

  Out from behind the thick black curtain, leading to the private rooms, came a bronze-toned beauty. Her skin looked as if the sun had kissed it. Her hair was dark brown with golden highlights and hung well below her shoulders. The peach-colored strapless dress she wore ran out of material just below her derriere and hugged her curves tighter than a baby clinging to its mother.

  The woman noticed them looking in her direction. Smiling, she walked her perfectly toned legs over to them.

  “I’m Jade,” she said, stopping in front of Richard.

  The name suited her well. Olivia caught a hint of an island accent as she spoke. Her hazel eyes staring intently at Richard made her envious. This woman looked like she just stepped off the page of a magazine, no airbrushing needed.

  “I’m Richard, and this is Olivia.”

  Jades’s eyes moved to Olivia with the same intensity.

  “We’d love to see what Jade has to offer,” he added.

  She flipped her hair to the side. “How long would you like to have me?”

  “Three songs should be enough, for now,” he said.

  “Follow me, darlings.”

  She grabbed Olivia’s hand with Richard in tow. Jade guided them to the private rooms. They were stopped by security before they had a chance to pass through the black curtain.

  “How much time?” the burly man asked. He could have easily been a linebacker in his college days. His shirt was so tight Olivia thought he was in the process of changing into the Hulk.

  “Three songs,” Jade said.

  “That’s one twenty for the room. You can tip more in the room.”

  Richard handed over his credit card. Olivia wondered how much of the money Jade would get as she watched the man swipe the card. Using a touch screen monitor, he punched in a few things with his large hands, and they were granted access.

  They followed Jade down the red lit hallway. Moans and laughter escaped from underneath the curtains of some of the rooms as they passed. They came to a stop in front of a satin pink curtain with a black letter five above it. Jade pulled the curtain aside for them to pass through ahead of her.

  The room was about the size of a nursery or den. The walls were black with pink, red, and white designs on them. Two very provocative paintings were on the wall behind the red love seat. Positioned in front of the couch lay a pink rug. On the back wall sat a leather square mini bench. This room was designed for one purpose—to set the mood.

  “Have a seat and get as comfortable as you like. I will be right with you,” Jade said.

  They sat down on the love seat as she stepped behind an oriental divider. Music began to fill the room. Richard took the opportunity and started kissing Olivia, his hands exploring her body.

  “No fair. You started without me.”

  Breaking off their kiss, Olivia saw Jade standing in front of them in a new outfit. She wore a red sheer chemise and matching lace thong. Olivia got up, moving toward the leather bench. She wanted to get a full view of the show.

  Jade put her hands on her hips. “I don’t believe in people watching. Get back on the couch.”

  Who the heck is she talking to?

  Olivia cast Jade a look but played nice and sat back next to Richard on the couch. Jade pushed open both of their legs and straddled them. She leaned into their bodies, rubbing her breasts across their chest. With her left hand, she ran her fingers along the side of Richard’s neck. With the right, she played with Olivia’s hair. Olivia could feel her leg rubbing against her crotch. It was hard for Olivia to discern if it was purpose or not.

  Jade flipped over and began giving Richard a personal lap dance but kept her eyes focused on Olivia. Then Jade moved to her and did the same. A smile spread across Richard’s face.

  Olivia tensed up when Jade rubbed her hand along her chest—the same as she had with Richard’s. She tried to relax, because she knew it was just part of the show. After all, Jade wasn’t really trying to have sex with her. Doing another flip, Jade placed her hands down on the ground with her ass facing them. Her legs were locked around each of their bodies. Jade moved her body back and forth in a pumping motion, giving them a full view of the G-string up her firm ass.

  She slid over to Richard, putting her hands on his knees, and began pumping him in the face. Then she moved to Olivia, she straddled her, humping seductively.

  Moans escaped Jade’s lips.

  Getting a rise, Richard grabbed Olivia’s face and starting kissing her again.

  Jade was not impressed. She rose up, pulling Olivia with her. She pushed Olivia in Richard’s lap and climbed on top of both of them. Olivia was backwards on Richard but facing Jade. Jade pushed Olivia’s arms behind her head until they touched behind Richard’s neck. She started grinding her body into Olivia, pushing her down into James. The more she rode Olivia, the more she rode James.

  His manhood felt as it would burst through his slacks as it hardened against Olivia. Her temperature began to rise.

  “Don’t act like I’m not turning you on,” Jade whispered into Olivia’s ear.

  In the process of Jade’s seduction act, she’d removed all her garments. Through her thin clothing, she could feel Jade’s body heat. Richard reached around them, stroking both of their breasts and licking Olivia’s neck and ears.

  Jade slid her body down until her face was in between both Olivia’s and Richard’s legs. She looked up, giving them a devilish grin before rubbing her face vigorously in his crotch and then Olivia’s. The movement caused Olivia to squirm. The third song came to an end.

  “So did you enjoy yourselves?” Jade asked.

  “Absolutely!” Richard answered. His face beemed.


  Olivia nodded as she straightened up her clothes.

  “If you give me a moment, I can walk you back out. I just need get freshened back up.”

  “No thanks. We know the way.” Richard took Olivia’s hand, leading her out. “I want you so bad right now.”

  “I want you too, but my co-worker rode with me.”

  “Well, how about this? I’m going to leave and you meet me my hotel once you get rid of her.”

  “Sounds like a plan to me.” They kissed again before going their separate ways.

  Richard sent a text with the hotel information while Olivia went to VIP to retrieve Anita. She was still in the same spot Olivia had left her. It took a little coaxing for Olivia to get her to leave, but Anita finally relented.

  “I’m so glad you invited me. I had a blast,” Anita said as they rode.

  “I had a good time too.”

  “I can’t believe you went back into those private rooms without me.”

  Olivia kept her focus on the road. “Whatever, Anita, you were too busy getting your mack on.”

  “By the way, your man is fine. I saw you guys when I looked down on the club. Not bad for a white guy. He looks familiar to me though.”

  Olivia had no comment. Anita would find out who Richard was in due time.

  Anita kept on chatting away. Olivia’s last drink had been a bit stronger than she’d expected, and she had a buzz. She didn’t feel drunk but seriously doubted if she could pass a sobriety test. Her eyes were glued to the road. Olivia was anxious to get over to Richard so they could finish what they’d started back at the club.

  Olivia pulled up in front of Anita’s three-bedroom condo, and like a good friend, she watched her stagger down the sidewalk until she had made it safely inside.

  “What the hell are you doing here, Olivia?” Travis screamed, standing in front of her car.

  She had no clue where he’d come from, but he was definitely bordering on stalking.

  “Dropping off a friend, why?” She contemplated turning him into a speed bump and pulling off. Preferring to stay out of prison, she kept her foot off the gas.

  “I’ve been calling you for over an hour.” Travis walked over to the driver side of her car. His clothes were wrinkled, his hair tousled, and his eyes were red. He looked like he’d rolled right out the bed, or off of somebody.

  “And?” Her eyes narrowed at him.

  “And you are not answering the freaking phone. Where are the boys?”

  “Are you serious? As if I’d have them with me in the middle of the night. Get away from my car.” Her patience was wearing thin.

  “My point exactly. A mother needs to be home with their children, not out running the streets.”

  “Where should the father be?” She turned up her nose at him.

  “Do not try to put this on me.” He pointed at her. “Just because the judge denied my request doesn’t make you mother of the year. We’re talking about your indiscretions. I know you were at that new club earlier, the one owned by the whore. Is that what you are trying to be now?”

  “A whore? Is that what you call finally getting out and doing things, instead of sitting at home wondering where my husband is or who he is doing,” she spat. Her lip turned up in a smirk. “If that’s the case, then yes, I guess I’m trying to be a whore.”

  Switching the gear to drive, she pulled off and was down the block, moving out the subdivision in no time. She rounded the corner so fast she looked like a stunt driver. Making a few more sharp turns, Olivia found the highway and increased her speed.

  Why the heck do I have to be a whore? Because I went to a freaking club? I’m allowed to have a good time, and he is no longer my freaking husband!

  She took several deep breaths, calming herself before arriving at the hotel. Olivia sent Richard a text message as she pulled up to the valet. Being the gentleman he was, he met her in the lobby, and they went to his room together. Inside smelled of lavender and warm vanilla. He led her to a couch in the suit and then went to the kitchen area. She relaxed a little more as she focused on the soft jazz music playing in the background.

  He came out of the kitchen with two glasses of wine. “Let’s toast.”

  “To what?”

  “New beginnings.”

  “Okay.” She smiled.

  They touched their glasses. She took a long drink of the Riesling. As she lowered her glass, Olivia noticed his eyes on her. He was calling out to her without uttering a word. She set her glass down and moved closer, assaulting his lips with her tongue. Olivia licked the bottom one and then gave it a gentle tug before giving in to a harder, passionate kiss. Richard grabbed the back of her neck and devoured her mouth with his tongue. His tongue tasted sweet, just like the wine he was drinking.

  Richard placed his glass on the coffee table and picked her up off the couch. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her into the small kitchen area. He sat her on the counter and pulled out a blindfold from one of the drawers.

  “I want you to get the full experience,” he whispered as he removed her glasses and placed it over her eyes.

  “Okay.” She was curious but didn’t stop him.

  Once the blindfold was in place, she felt him tugging at the zipper on the back of her dress. He released the clasp and pulled it down. She felt a cool breeze across her back as he slid it off.

  Olivia sensed him moving away. Richard came back and rubbed something smooth across her lips.

  “Taste it.”

  She flicked out her tongue, licking it before biting into a fresh strawberry. Richard pulled it away, denying her a chance to finish it. Olivia then felt a wine glass on her lips. He urged her to drink. With her senses heightened, the wine tasted sweeter. He pulled it away, and she began feeling warm liquid dripping on her breasts. Richard put some on his finger and stuck it in her mouth. It was caramel. He began licking it off her, toying with her nipples.

  Resisting the need to remove the blindfold, she allowed him to have his way with her. Her entire body felt a tingling sensation with each lick.

  “You like that?”

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  “You’re going to love this.”

  He picked Olivia up and flipped her over. She was now on all fours. Her pride and glory was on full display. She felt more warm liquid being rubbed on her, this time on her sweet spot. Richard rubbed it on her gently until everything was covered. His tongue lapped at the caramel. Slowly at first, then he licked as if he couldn’t get enough.

  “Oooh, Richard It feels so good!” She felt like a volcano ready to erupt. “I’m about to cum!”

  “Not yet.”

  He stopped licking and pulled away. Something hard, yet rubbery brushed against her lips. She tried pulling off the blindfold to see what it was. Richard swatted her hands away.

  “Suck it.”

  She hesitated.

  Richard bent down closer to her ear. “I want to see you play with it like you did online.”

  This time she obeyed. Olivia wrapped her mouth around the dildo as he moved it in and out. He abruptly pulled it away and moved to the side of her. Olivia held her breath for what was to come. Richard eased the toy inside her. Her tight walls relaxed, giving into its size. He began pumping it in her. It felt so good. She moved her hips back against it, taking it in.

  “That’s it, take it, baby. Take it all.”

  “Yes, oh yes!” she screamed.

  Olivia was on fire. She was ready to cum, but Richard didn’t let her. He pulled the toy out, slid her down off the counter, and guided her to another room. The cold floor beneath her feet turned into soft carpet. She assumed they were in the bedroom. They stopped walking.

  Richard pulled her arms, directing her to the floor. Olivia stuck out her hand and felt a soft blanket beneath her. She lay down flat. He lifted her up to her knees and spread them apart. She flinched from his gentle touch as he inserted a finger and began moving it around, sliding in and out her juices.


  Her vagina throbbed from the fingering. She wanted him inside her so badly. She knew by now that he was enjoying toying with her, so she remained patient. Olivia’s nectar eased down, ready to spill out.

  Richard stopped fingering her and started licking her. This time, it was different. His tongue made loops around her clit as he licked and lapped away. She tried grabbing his head and pushing him in further, but he used his arms to hold her down. With her bottom up in the air, it wasn’t hard for him to do. His tongue dove deeper into her pearl. She thrust back on his face. It felt amazing, and she didn’t want it to end.

  “You like that, baby?” he mumbled against her.

  “Yes,” came her raspy reply.

  The licks turned to sucking, his tongue flicking in and out of her secret hole. She tensed. He was driving her insane. Her legs went limp, falling apart.

  Richard flipped her over and sucked her swollen breasts. He moved away from her, and moments later, she felt his rod rub across her lips. She opened her mouth, accepting him. Olivia began sucking on it as he glided it in and out of her mouth. His member was rock hard.

  “Yes, suck my cock.”

  He lowered himself on her, and once again, his mouth was on her mound. She was in bliss. The only sounds coming from her were those of unadulterated pleasure. The sucking stopped.

  “Yes put it in me, baby,” Olivia begged.

  His rod found her hole, and he pounded inside her. She was ready to explode.

  Oh my god! I’m coming! I am really freaking cumming!

  Olivia had never experience such pleasure. Her walls pulsated and gripped his member as he dove insider her.

  “Yes, yes, oh yes!” she screamed.

  Richard stiffened and released in her, then collapsed on top of her. Olivia removed the blindfold.

  “This is what happens when you torture me so, love,” he said between breaths. He held her tight as they lay there as one.

  Chapter Twenty-six

  Olivia sat at her desk as she deleted the remaining six voice messages she had from Travis. Why he thought she should answer his questions at four o’clock in the morning on a Sunday was beyond her. Sunday was her day of rest.