Chapter 6

We had sex every way we could think. Tina on top. Missionary position. Doggy style. I did her in the shower. I did her on my couch. I did her bent over the kitchen counter and I bent her over the kitchen table. We fucked on the living room carpet.

She squatted over my face and came multiple times while I ate her tasty pussy. We 69’d. I got a straight blowjob with her on her knees in front of me. Heck, one night she even blew me on the patio under the cover of darkness.

Wednesday evening came much too quickly. As we ate a light meal, sitting naked in my kitchen, we didn’t say a word. We both knew that the passion was there, but we now needed to put all that away because tomorrow we were heading back to work.

After we were done eating, I cleaned up the dishes and kitchen. I suggested that we take a long hot shower together before I was to take her home.

There was a sadness to our off days ending. I walked with her, holding her hand in mine, to the shower. I turned on the water. As I turned back around to ask her to get in, I was pushed back against the glass enclosure by Tina. She grabbed my face between her delicate hands and kissed me harder than ever before. This was not the gentle kiss of passion. This was a kiss of pure animal lust.

She released one side of my face only to grab my semi-erect cock pulling on it, making it hard rather quickly. She raised her leg up and put her foot on the vanity. I held my cock and stepped into her, placing my cock at her entrance. I pushed in as hard as I could. I buried my entire length inside of her. I leaned down and kissed her neck. I fondled her small pert boobs. All the while, I just kept fucking her. She let out a loud breathy moan.

I kept fucking her, faster and faster. We kept going like that for a while. She came multiple times splashing my cock with her love juice.

I knew I was close. I had cum so many times over the past two days that I was unsure I had much sperm left. I felt my balls tighten up, and I sprayed what I had as deep inside of Tina as I could. She came hard too.

As our breathing returned to normal, we stepped in the shower together. I washed her, she washed me. We made love in the shower one more time. The water was turning cold, which signaled to us to get the heck out and dry off.

We were disappointed that our time together was over, for now. We dressed silently. I pulled out tomorrow’s suit making sure it was clean and pressed. Tina picked out a nice dress shirt and tie out of my closet. I put them all together and hung them on the large hook on the back of my bedroom door.

I put on a pair of jeans and a golf shirt with a little gator on it. I laced up my sneakers and helped Tina put her stuff back into her overnight bag.

We kissed one last time. I picked up my keys, my wallet, and her overnight bag to head out to the car.

We got in and headed to her house. When we arrived at the address, I saw Sasha’s car, but I didn’t say anything. However, in my head, does she LIVE with Sasha? If that’s the case, Sasha’s taking this much too far.

I kissed her as passionately as I could knowing that Sasha was probably watching.

I got out of the car, ran around to Tina’s side of the car, opened the door and grabbed her overnight bag. She stopped me, taking the overnight bag from my hands. She looked at the ground and sheepishly admitted that she had to live with Sasha. She asked me to just get back in my car and leave, otherwise it would create lots of punishment for her.

My heart sank. I didn’t know what to do. I complied. I kissed her and got back in my car, seeing a single tear roll down her cheek. I started the car but didn’t put it in drive until I saw that she was inside the house.

I drove back to my apartment. I couldn’t think of anything else but Tina and the horror of having to live with Sasha. When I got to my apartment, I sat in my car.

I kept debating to go back to Sasha’s and demand Tina. Yet, as bravado as that sounds, I knew it wouldn’t do Tina any good, only harm would come to her. I shut my car off and headed into my apartment for a long restless night.

About 8 am, I opened my eyes. I really didn’t sleep very well thinking about Tina. Our ‘fight’, her being ‘owned’ by Sasha, and her issues with Jill. Most of the night, I clock watched. 11pm, 12:03, 1:06, 1:59, 2:44, and on and on until I finally just passed out about 6am. I really didn’t come to any solutions. I felt exhausted, but Thursdays are supposed to be busier.

It dawned on me that I wasn’t sure what time my shift was scheduled. I decided to call the office.

“Happy, Happee Limo Company. This is Paula speaking. Is this for pickup or delivery?”

“Good Morning Paula! This is David, the new guy. Before I left on Monday night, I didn’t check the schedule to find out what time I’m due in today. Will you check for me, please?” I responded.

“Hold on just a second while I check the schedule ... Um, it says that you are scheduled in at 7pm and you are to ride with Jill again.” Paula told me.

“Wonderful, please let Sasha know I’ll be on time for my shift. Thanks Paula.” I thought to myself that I could set up for tonight and go back to bed for a few hours and hopefully get some sleep.

I doubled checked the suit that I had hanging on the big hook on the back of my bedroom door. Nothing missing. I looked at my shoes and belt, they’re just fine. I closed my room-darkening curtains, set my alarm for 4:45pm and headed back to bed.

I was so tired that I fell fast asleep in just a few minutes. I woke up exactly one minute before the alarm was set to go off. I rolled my eyes, turned the alarm off, and sat up in bed. Finally, I got some sleep. I did feel much better.

I decided that I needed to put at least half of the money from Mr. Jaxson in the safe.

“Don’t need to carry that much money driving.” I said to myself.

I opened the safe and thought about how much I should carry. $200 + the change from the restaurant and put the other $1600 in the safe. That should be more than enough, I thought to myself. I also glanced at the calendar, noting that this coming Monday will be my first paycheck. Thank goodness I signed up for Direct Deposit. No need to go to the office unless scheduled.

I decided that I would eat on the road on the way to work. I got ready for work, making sure to masturbate before I finished my shower.

I put on my suit but left the coat on the hanger, so it would stay in pressed condition.

I grabbed my keys, my wallet, and cell phone. I left for work at 5:45, hoping I would miss some of the ‘go home’ traffic.

On my way to the office, I went through the drive thru at some local Greek restaurant ordering a Greek salad and a Gyro. I ate the Gyro in the car and left the salad in the bag for later.

I arrived at the office an hour before my shift. After putting on my suit coat, I checked the mirror making sure I looked ok. I grabbed the salad bag and headed inside.

I got off the elevator, took a deep breath and headed inside the office. Tina was the first to see me. She came over and gave me a ‘friendly’ hug. Nothing like the hugs I got from her before. I thought to myself “is she playing low-key like Jill suggested OR did something happen with Sasha after I left her?”

As she walked me to Sasha’s office, Tina reminded me that I was again riding with Jill, but tonight we will have a full-sized limo. I smiled and shrugged my shoulders noting that I had nothing to do with the car assignments.

Without knocking, Tina entered Sasha’s office, and I followed behind her.

“Mr. David, on time. Nice to see that. Please sit down on one of the couches so we can discuss,” Sasha said in her eastern European accent.

I walked over to one of the couches and waited for her to join me.

“Mr. David, did we not speak about dating?” Sasha inquired.

“We did,” I replied.

“Then whom authorized you to date My Tina?” She asked with a tone to her voice.

“No one did. However, you were clear that there is no restriction on sex. You ‘frown’ on dating, but you even said yourself that you can’t stop it. I believe your words were something to the effect of dating only causes hard feelings,” I retorted.

I continued on saying, “Tina and I didn’t date. We had two glorious days of unbridled sex. Tina loved it. I loved it. We had a spectacular time.”

Sasha interjected, “My Tina says you went out to dinner. That sounds like a date to me.”

I rolled my eyes and laughed at her saying, “Well, you’re partially correct. We did stop for breakfast at IHOP before getting to my place. Hell, it was 2 in the morning and I was hungry. So, yes, we did eat but no, it was NOT a date.”

Sasha sat pensive before saying, “Ok, Mr. David. Please be careful as I’m watching you now.”

“Oh, like you weren’t already doing that,” I said dripping with sarcasm.

“You may go now. I’m sure Jill is waiting for you,” was all that Sasha replied.

I got up from the couch, gave Tina a kiss (making sure that Sasha saw that) before heading out the castle doors.

Jill was heading towards Sasha’s office looking for me. I met her in the phone room and asked if we were ready to go. She said we were so, off we went to the 12th floor to get the limo for the night.

We walked in silence towards the limo. However, in the elevator I remembered I left my back pack in my car trunk. I poked a different button to get off at the floor to get my back pack from the car.

After getting the back pack, I headed up to the 12th floor and met Jill in the dark blue limo. She popped the trunk, I put in my back pack and joined her in the front.

She put the earpiece in and logged in with the dispatcher.

“We have a fairly full pick up list tonight. Our first pick up is at the airport, private jet area. We’re picking up some British rock n roll guy and taking him to the McCall. You’ll get to see Donna again. I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you,” Jill said with a smirk.

“Well, lets go pick up this rocker,” I replied.

“He’s a client and I already know what special request he’ll have for me.” Jill said with a touch of disgust in her voice.

“Let me get the wording right. A ‘customer’ is just regular people. Whereas, a ‘client’ is someone who pays for extra services. Clients get priority treatment over customers. Am I getting the hang of this?” I asked rhetorically.

“Perfect. You’re catching on quickly,” Said Jill.

Jill continued, “So how was your two day ‘date’ with Tina?”

“Why does everyone think it was a date? It was just two spectacular days of unabashed sex,” I said, defending my position.

We arrived at the private jet side of the airport. The rock n roll guy’s plane was just finding a parking spot among other top end jets.

While we waited for his plane to park, Jill taught me about the 4 security cameras in the back of the car and how to watch what is going on in the back on the flip down screen.

When the plane came to a resting place, Jill jumped out and met the entertainer at the foot of the plane steps. I recognized him. He was quite aggressive with Jill. He grabbed her forcefully, kissing her on the lips and grabbing her ass simultaneously.

Jill, just let it happen without any resistance.

I got out of the limo and headed over to the plane to pick up his luggage and put it in the trunk.

“Blimey, who the hell are you bloke?” he said to me.

“Hello sir, I’m David. I’m new here and Jill is my trainer. Is there anything I can get you before we head to your hotel, the McCall?” I said as respectfully as possible.

“Bloke, you can stop and pick me up a couple of fags.”

“Pardon? You want what?” I replied as I had no idea what he was asking for. Did he mean a gay boy?

Jill piped up chuckling, “David, he means smokes, cigarettes. That’s what they call them in Great Brittain.”

“Oh, I apologize, sir.”

“David, is it? Can you drive so Jill can sit in back with me and we can catch up?” Mr. Rock n Roll said.

“Um, sir that is up to my trainer. If she says it’s OK, then yes. But I may have not had enough training for her to turn the driving duties over to me.” I replied trying to give Jill a way out of whatever extra service she may have to perform.

“David, I think it will be okay since we are just going to the McCall. Just remember what I taught you before,” Jill said with a nervous tone.

Well, then, I’ll wait at the limo until you’re ready to head over to your hotel.

“Hey Chap, I’m ready now.”

I opened the limo door for Jill and him to climb inside the back. I went around to the driver’s seat. Immediately, he rolled up the private blackout windows. I turned on the security cameras. I flipped down the screen. When it came into focus, I saw that he had his pants already down to his ankles with Jill sucking his nearly erect very short cock. She was using only two fingers to hold it steady while she was trying to suck it.

I thought to myself, “Figures”.

I put the car in drive and headed towards the McCall. I remember that we had to stop for “a couple of fags” for the ‘artiste’. I switched on the intercom and used the interior phone and asked him what brand of smokes he wanted.

“At least two packs of Dunhill.”

“Thank you, sir. When I pull the car over, I’ll jump out and get the smokes, so you and Jill can catch up. Then I’ll get you to the McCall. Is that acceptable?” still trying to be in a submissive and respective role.

“That’s fantastic.” He replied not knowing that I could see him and Jill.

Jill had moved from giving him a blowjob from his side to kneeling between his legs. I wondered what he tipped Jill for this extra?

I pulled the limo at the smoke shop two blocks from the McCall. I left the car running and got out to get the smokes. I inquired with the old crusty guy behind the counter how much Dunhill brand smokes cost.

“Ten bucks a box. You can get a carton for $95.” He said with a very raspy voice and a lit cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

“OK, a carton then.” I said handing him one of the $100 bills I had with me.

I went back to the car, knocked on the door glass. The window opened just enough for the carton of smokes to be passed inside. Little did he know that I could hear Jill slurping and him moaning.

The window rolled back up, and I got back in the driver’s seat and headed off to the McCall.

When we arrived, I didn’t see James, the valet boss at first but then he appeared.

I popped the trunk. I got out and waited by the back door until I heard a knocking on the window that it was ok to open the door.

Mr. Rock n Roll got out first. Jill followed him out of the limo. He leaned in and kissed her.

“Hey Bloke, how much do I owe you for Dunhill’s?” He asked.

“$250.”

“Why so cheap? When Jill gets them for me, they are $400,” He questioned.

“It was their last carton, and I asked for two cartons and he lowered the price since he couldn’t sell me the two that I asked.” Once again lying through my teeth.

He took out three $100 bills and handed them over to me and squeezed Jill’s ass before heading inside the hotel.

Jill said she needed to see James and that I should go inside and see Donna.

I went inside and waited patiently as Donna was finishing with some other customers. She smiled when she saw me. I smiled back.

I looked through the automatic doors to see a valet get in the limo and pull it out of the portiere. I also saw Jill going around the corner with James.

I felt a pair of hands covering my eyes. “Guess who?”

“Um, would it be the beautiful Donna?” I said jokingly.

“Why YES!” she said standing on her tip toes to kiss me.

“Can you take a small break?” I asked.

“Sure. Since you brought our last VIP we will only have regular customers the rest of the night. How long of a break do you need me to take?” she asked.

“Maybe 15-20 minutes. Jill and I have another client to pick up from the airport in about an hour.” I told her.

“Sure, come with me.” She said, taking my hand.

We went through an office to another office that had a door and window blinds.

When we got inside, she spun around and tried to kiss me. I leaned down and gave her a deep kiss.

I whispered in her ear, “Do you want to be fucked or have me eat you?”

“Well, I haven’t had oral in quite a while, but I’ve been working for a while, so I may not be too fresh down there.” She said hesitantly.

“Then oral sex it is” I said with a big grin on my face.

Her face just lit up with her smile. I sat her down in the office chair. I unbuttoned her pants and shimmied them down past her knees. I put my fingers inside her waistband and pulled her panties down as well.

I dropped to my knees. I leaned into her wet womanhood. I took a deep inhale of her musky aroma.