Chapter 8

Gail told Leonard about how frustrating her job search was. She also said that she was highly stressed lately and agitated. She was going through a messy divorce. Her truck was on it’s last legs. The only money she had left she had earned from Harlan. Things just weren’t going according to any plan, and she didn’t see things getting better. She didn’t want to be a burden on her sister’s family and she didn’t mean to come across so judgmental but she couldn’t help it.

Leonard knew all of that. He wanted her to skip ahead to discuss how she could contribute to the house. He had been thinking about this for a while since she first arrived with her son.

His sister-in-law told him about Harlan. Leonard’s response before he heard anymore was that he was a “Bullshitter” and not to trust him as far as she could throw him. Gail and Leonard could find common ground on that topic. He was amused by the offers he made and how he tipped her extra.

“So, you want to work for me?”

“In a manner of speaking. I’ll keep your wife’s appointments straight, and Blaine will help me. If some customers want a Librarian, then I guess I’ll think about doing something with them,” she shrugged. Her sister had made a good suggestion, and Gail considered this a last resort. She intended things to just be temporary until she could find something stable.

“You aren’t much of a saleswoman,” Leonard remarked. “When you first arrived, I thought you were going to be a pain in my ass. You were confrontational and grumpy, and you seemed to think you knew better than everyone else how to do things. I am happy to announce that I was wrong.”

That pleased Gail, and she offered him a light smile.

“I told you when you first arrived that things had changed recently. I’ve been working so much that I can’t keep on top of everything around the house. My wife is doing two or three dates a day when she could be doing a whole lot more. I had this idea when you first arrived that you may be able to help us while we are helping you. Are you interested in a job?”

Gail was skeptical, but she had struck out trying to find a traditional job. She was willing to listen to what her brother-in-law had in mind. She had told herself that desperate times require people to do things that they wouldn’t choose to do in an optimal situation. It was time to swallow her pride and listen.

“Here is my counteroffer,” he replied without any hesitation. “I probably have to spank my wife’s ass once a week because she pissed off some customer by fucking up her appointments. I also know that she is lazy and likes to give herself plenty of time between clients. You will schedule her appointments so that she has six a day and keep them all straight. You can start her around 10 am after she puts away breakfast. Give her about thirty minutes for lunch and give her about two hours to make dinner and eat with us. Then schedule one more up until 8 pm on Weekdays. On Weekends, I’d like to see her doing about 10 dates, and she could go until 10 PM.”

“I can’t force these people to come in, Leonard,” Gail got defensive. Her brother in law’s offer was much more than she was ready to consider. Leonard hushed her.

“You need to listen more and talk less. I was talking, but I wasn’t done. I’d answer your fucking question before you ask it if you just slow your roll, Turbo,” Leonard countered. Gail shut up and listened.

“You will find that my wife has a lot more demand for her ass than she lets on. We used to run a much tighter ship, but things have gotten laid back over the last few years. If you have availability, she has regulars who will gladly take a spot. You can call them, text them, email them. I don’t give a fuck. She is also not a fucking charity worker. She does a few of these motherfuckers for twenty bucks.”

“Just Eddie, Sir!” Scarlet interrupted.

“Grab a penny, put it on your nose, and stand in the corner. I am not speaking with you right now, Scarlet. I am negotiating with your new Manager,” Leonard’s eyes flashed with anger, but he quickly calmed.

Scarlet kept some pennies in a jar on a coffee table. She took one, went to the nearest corner of the room, and put it on her nose. Then she pressed her body into the corner until her nose was touching the wall. Her big tits prevented her from getting too far into the corner. She placed her hands at her side.

“Manager?” Gail seemed shocked by the promotion. She was thinking more of a receptionist. She had previously held roles as an office manager. She was just offering to keep appointments straight, but that’s not what Leonard really needed. He wanted more than that.

“Yes, Manager. I don’t need a receptionist. If you want to get serious about the job, then I need a Manager. I used to be a lot stricter and check up on her. I just don’t have time to keep up with it, Frankly, I’ve gotten almost as lazy and sloppy as she has. This started before you got here, so I can’t blame you guys for that. That’s my own fault. The new promotion at work has got me working a lot of hours and thinking about my new role when I am at home.”

Gail had no idea what Leonard did for a living. He seldom talked about work and always kept it high level. She assumed he had a lot riding on his shoulders from how he framed his concerns.

“If Scarlet gives you any guff or lip or just does not keep up, then you can put her in the corner like that. That goes for the kids as well when they are home if I am not here. Scarlet doesn’t discipline them. I’ve noticed Erica has been getting a little big for her britches. If any of them give you attitude, send them to the corner. A receptionist can’t do that. I am just giving you the tools to keep her organized.”

Gail was flummoxed. She didn’t expect this offer at all. She wasn’t sure how she felt about it. However, she asked how long they should be told to stand in the corner.

“Five minutes at a minimum. If they drop the penny because they aren’t paying attention, then you double the time and keep doubling it. I don’t do this for the kids, but if Scarlet is particularly lazy or bratty, you can tell her to put pennies on her nipples and hold them to the wall as well. Their hands should be pulling their ass cheeks APART,” Leonard said it loud enough that his wife heard. Scarlet promptly spread her ass cheeks and exposed her pretty, pink but well-rounded anus. She was wearing a medium-sized butt plug. Nobody had noticed until she pulled her ass cheeks apart and arched her back to spread her cheeks.

“Wait, they ALL have to stand in the corner NAKED?” Gail asked for clarification on whether this applied to Alex and Erica as well. She assumed it didn’t apply to her and Blaine.

“This house is not a church. We get naked here. We’ve all seen each other’s ding-dongs, slits, butt cracks, and titties. This is how the punishment works, Gail. I don’t want to resort to spanking asses until there are callouses. A few of the punishments are more about taking down their ego and they are meant to embarrass them and teach them patience.”

Gail could actually appreciate that Leonard opted for methods other than corporal punishment. She just didn’t agree with making Alex and Erica undress completely, and she still wondered if he intended for that to apply to her and Blaine.

“Obviously, you can’t pull your ass cheeks apart in tight-fitting jeans, Gail. I would say the maximum time on the wall is thirty minutes. If Scarlet has another appointment coming in soon, or the kids have to get to school. They can serve the time when they get done. If they drop the penny, then thirty minutes becomes an hour. If they drop it again, it will last two hours. The longest Scarlet has ever been in the corner is three hours.”

Alex and Eric didn’t like what their father was saying, but they accepted it. Leonard pointed out that if they didn’t want time on the wall, then they had to toe the line and behave. “You don’t have to tolerate any shit from them. If they do anything really asinine, you can text me, but I won’t ask you to spank them. I might tell you to make them balance three heavy books on their heads and walk a straight line back and forth through the living room. The more advanced punishments you can leave to me. They are rarely needed, but I wanted to make sure that you are able to motivate through consequences.”

“Wow,” Gail was shocked.

“Obviously, it’s not all about negative consequences. You can permit the kids and Scarlet to take a cookie out of the cookie jar if they behave. If you catch them taking one without permission, let me know. That’s definitely a spankable offense. I’d expect you to take it from them and give them time on the wall.”

“Time on the wall?”

“That’s what we call corner time. Scarlet is also not permitted to masturbate without permission. She can ask you ONCE for permission to play with herself. If you say no, then that’s it. Don’t allow her to keep asking every five minutes, or she won’t get anything done. I am certain my wife has been breaking that rule when no one is home. I’d prefer you supervise her while she plays with herself. She can orgasm, but don’t let her take all day or bump any of her appointments. Keep her busy. A lot of these guys can be frustrating. If she needs a quick break to finger fuck herself, then I’ll let you make that decision. I will ask that you keep track, though, and let me know how often you allowed her to take care of herself. I rarely let her achieve orgasm unless she’s really earned it and is done for the day. I like to keep her primed and horny. Don’t baby or spoil her. Scarlet will see kindness as weakness.”

Scarlet frowned. She didn’t think that, but she could see why her husband said that. She had in the past masturbated frequently when she was home alone. She’d masturbated all day in between customers and given herself hours between some of the more difficult customers.

“Okay, let’s talk about money. Obviously, I’ll pay you.”

“I really can’t accept money, Leonard. You’ve given us a place to stay. I didn’t expect this,” Gail was genuinely flattered, although shocked that Leonard was laying his plan out. What she did not know what that Leonard had been thinking about a way this offer for a long time. A lot of it he was making up based on her unanticipated question, but he had always intended to offer her a cut of the profit. That was to ensure that Gail had an incentive to put his wife to work.

“I want you to be able to move out and get a place of your own. This is not a forever deal. In order to do that, you need to make decent money, and I am a fair man. You’ll get 20% off the top of what the bitch makes. If she has a good day, then YOU have a good day. She charges a minimum of $100 an hour in donations. It’s always a donation. However, it’s a mandatory one. I’d like you to escort her into the bedroom and watch the customer drop it in the box. I’d like you to make sure she cleans and changes the sheets after EVERY date she has. She leaves it a cummy mess, and it reeks. Make sure she picks up all the cum droplets and cleans whatever bodily fluids are oozing on the floor. Give her about 10-15 minutes between customers to clean her pussy and asshole. Scarlet knows what I expect; if she doesn’t show you how I want it, I’ll know. I’ll show you on the weekend, and it will be HER ass if she shows you the wrong way.”

Gail was surprised by all of this, and her mind was reeling.

“If she does anything above and beyond vanilla sex, that’s kinky; it’s $200 an hour. She can tell you what she normally charges. I am not trying to squeeze these motherfuckers when they come over for every penny. I want to be fair. I’d rather they can afford to come every week than charge them so much they would rather go to another whore’s house. Scarlet isn’t the only one in this game in West Palm Beach.”

Leonard knew of at least six other women who were fucking for money out of their house, just like his wife.

“Scarlet will tell you what she charges. If it’s something like rope bondage or professional submission, then it’s $300. I’d prefer you to remain in the room with her. Her safe word is Banana, and if she is gagged, then she drops a yellow handkerchief. She doesn’t do rough stuff with new customers EVER.”

Gail was apprehensive and unsure if this was something that she could do. Leonard mentioned that Scarlet sometimes entertains more than one guy and couple.

“We don’t charge for females in a couple. However, it’s $100 for every additional guy. We have a father and son that like to bang Scarlet, and I knew she only charges them $150.”

Scarlet didn’t respond. She blushed. Her husband was right. She doted on the old man. He reminded her of her own father.

“It’s $200 bucks for them. We rarely ever get special requests for more. I wouldn’t have her do more than four guys at once. If you have a big bachelor party or something, make them wait in the living room and go in a few at a time. That should be scheduled way in advance, though, so you can be prepared.”

“Now, if you keep my wife busy, then you won’t have time to do a lot yourself. However, if you want to pull some of the easy ones at first, you can keep 50% of what you earn. You charge $100 an hour in donations. Blowjobs, Straight Fuck, Anal, Foot Fetish stuff, easy stuff. We have a box of condoms and a bunch of sex toys. You can use Erica’s room as long as you change out the sheets. We have a ton of extra sheets in the washing room. I’d expect you to strip the bedspread off. We don’t have any of those. If you can do two a day just to get a taste of how it works, that would be good money and a good opportunity. I wouldn’t start doing $200 or $300 gigs until you have mastered the basics.”

“Today was a one-time thing, Leonard. I don’t plan to do that on a regular basis.”

“I get it. You think you are too good to bend over and have a little fun while getting paid for it,” Leonard said. “If I had women knocking on my door to get plowed, and they wanted to pay me for the privilege, I’d damn sure be doing it. How many times did you boff your ex-husband and get nothing for it?”

“I understand your point, Leonard, and I am really flattered. I am flattered by all of this. I could probably help keep order and appointments. I am not really interested in punishing my sister for talking back to me, though. I am definitely not interested in working as a prostitute. Harlan had a huge crush on me, and that’s the only reason he wanted me. I can’t really compare to Scarlet.”

Scarlet smiled. She was eavesdropping from the wall. She was quite flattered.

“Look, the option will be there to work. I only ask for half because it’s my house and my bed. I won’t give you a quota to meet. However, If you can help my wife meet her quota, then you will get 20% off the top of whatever she makes. In order to do that, you’ll have to motivate her. That may involve giving her a consequence. She’s used to that. I don’t know how much money that is off the top of my head.”

Blaine was listening to all of this. He was hoping he could fit in somehow. This was all intriguing to him. He was also a bit of a math wizard. “If Aunt Scarlet has six customers a day, at the minimum, which is $600. 20% of that would be $120 dollars a day. If she could get the maximum of $300 per customer, she would make $1800 a day, which would be $360 dollars a day for my Mom.”

“Look at the human calculator. Keep in mind that this is totally tax-free, under-the-table money. My wife works seven days a week. How much would that be a year for your Mom just to be a receptionist, Blaine?” Leonard asked.

“That would be between 44,000 and 131,000 dollars,” Blaine said without thinking too hard about the math. It came so easy to him that he didn’t understand why his Uncle didn’t just do the calculations in his head.

Gail raised her eyebrows. That was a lot of money, and with no taxes, it would be more than she could make in any job she’d applied for so far.

“I could help. I could make a database of all the customers and use Outlook to create a scheduling tool based on texts or emails and help confirm appointments! If you advertise on different websites, I could refresh them!” Blaine offered.

“I like all the technology you are talking about, Blaine. If you are going to help, you don’t deal directly with customers yourself. Customers don’t like teenage boys. You don’t talk to them on the phone, either. You could probably email or text them back. I want you to make yourself scarce when the girls have dates. You can help by keeping things straight for Gail and Scarlet,” Leonard decided.

Blaine wanted to help. He eagerly agreed without asking for additional pay. Leonard wasn’t going to offer him any money to help. He was interested in Gail’s assistance and in knowing if Blaine could help with things that were just gravy.

“I could probably do more!” Blaine suggested.

“What do you think you would do? Set up a lemonade stand and bring them refreshments. It’s not going to be standing room only in here. I don’t think you’d be much of a deterrent as Security.”

Leonard could see that Blaine really wanted to help, and he didn’t want to refuse it. He’d give his nephew a chance to prove himself.

“If you can just keep track of how many appointments my wife does and how much money should be in the donation box, which would actually be a big help. I’ve never considered having someone else take charge while I am out of the house. I wouldn’t do it if I didn’t trust your Mom. I won’t refuse your help, though. Make yourself useful around here, but don’t get in the way either.”

Blaine accepted his Uncle’s decision. Leonard could see that Blaine’s heart was in the right place. He decided to amend his offer. “If your Mom is busy, and Scarlet finishes early, you can supervise her while she cleans up. That would be a big help. You’d be home all day, so you may as well get your head out of your ass playing video games and keep an eye on my wife’s ass instead.”

“Supervise?” Blaine asked sheepishly. That sounded like an important job! He hadn’t expected that. He liked making websites, and he was just looking forward to thinking of ways to organize the process of setting up appointments.

“Don’t let it go to your head. Scarlet will be in working mode, and she knows what to do. Just keep an eye on her while she cleans our room and washes herself. You like looking at my wife. If you want to watch her cook and clean, then do me a favor. Keep track of how many customers she turns over and how much time she spends with each. Guys pay for an hour, but once they get their nut, they are out the door. If we can get it down to thirty minutes, she will have a lot of downtime between appointments. Time her and show me how fast she finishes using the bathroom, cleaning the kitchen after meals, and finishing eating. Is that something you’d like to do?”

“Wow, yeah,” Blaine was excited.

Erica scowled. She felt her cousin was being a brown noser and trying to angle for authority he didn’t deserve. She wasn’t going to let him punish her. That’s where she’d draw the line.

“Then you can be sort of the Assistant Manager to your Mom. You’ll help. I like that you want to contribute but I don’t want you chatting up clients and hanging out with them. That’s going to just creep them out.”

“What if someone comes to the door, and Aunt Scarlet and my mom are busy?” Blaine asked. There were several instances of that happening when Scarlet was in her room with another customer.

“First of all, during working hours, it’s not Aunt Scarlet. It’s just plain Scarlet. Can you call your Aunt that?”

“Yeah!”

“Good. What happened in the past when Scarlet didn’t answer the door?”

“We just let them ring the bell or knock, and eventually, they either went away or she came and opened the door,” Leonard explained.

“Fucking lost revenue!” Leonard frowned and pounded his fist on the arm of his chair. His wife cringed a little. “Yes, you can answer the door. I expect that if you and your Mom manage things, this won’t happen very often. Ask them if they have an appointment. If they are just dropping by to shoot the shit or they are early, tell them to come back when they have an appointment. If they have one, then you can politely offer them a drink and let them wait in the living room.”

Leonard hadn’t considered that scenario. “Don’t offer them any of my good shit. You can give them water, coke, tea. If they want a beer, it’s five fucking dollars,” he decided. “I have a liquor cabinet and I know exactly how much is in there. That also applies to Erica, Alex, and Scarlet. They don’t touch the alcohol.”