Chapter 19

Monday, January 17th, 2022
Colorado Springs, Colorado

Mr. Rhodes answered his door with a surprised look on his face. Carl had jacked in and ensured he would be friendly and helpful as usual, and was watching for an ear tug from me to make him follow my orders if needed. I made a mental note that we might need to tweak that process a little more in the future.

He asked, “Can I help you?”

I said, “Hello sir. I’m sorry to interrupt your evening, but I could really use your assistance. Would it be too much trouble for me to come in and speak to you for a few minutes?”

He replied, “No trouble at all, please come in. Let’s sit in the living room.”

I made my way there and he quickly muted the TV and gestured to one of a pair of matching recliners that were half facing each other and half facing the TV. There was a love seat between the two, putting them a distance apart, but it was nicely arranged for company I thought.

When we had both settled he asked, “Now what can I do for you son?”

I said, “As it happens, I find myself stranded. I was dropped off nearby expecting to visit one friend who is not home. My ride bailed before I found that to be the case, and he didn’t see me waving him down as he left. My phone has just died and I am supposed to join with other friends at a local strip club tonight called the Snooty Foxx.”

“Now, I have sufficient funds to pay for a cab and the rest of my evening, but I have no way to call the cab, or my friends. I’m hoping to ask you to either call a cab for me, or if you are interested I would be happy to pay your cover charge if you could give me a ride there.”

He asked, “I’m curious, why did you pick my house?”

I said, “I was walking up the street and simply happened to be in front of your place when I decided to just ask someone for assistance. So the answer is pure coincidence.”

He laughed, “And here I was thinking it was the curb appeal. I’ve worked hard on it. I’m not one for going to strip clubs, so I’ll have to decline that invitation, but I do have some errands I could take care of on that side of town. I can offer you a ride if you don’t mind giving me 5 to 10 minutes to get ready.”

I smiled and said, “That might be the best offer I’m going to get tonight. I’ll take it, thank you.”

He grinned back and said, “Good, relax and I’ll be back shortly.” He also handed me the TV remote as he walked by on the way to other rooms in his house.

A few minutes later he returned with a briefcase and a jacket in hand. I stood and he put it on then led me to his car. We drove across town talking about his work and my made up stories of working as an electrician on new construction homes.

It didn’t take too long to find the place, and Mr. Rhodes was telling me to have fun as he dropped me off. I thanked him again for the ride and wished him a good night.

This club had some great potential for me. It was clean and everyone I met seemed friendly. This time I got situated toward the back of the room where private lap dances were being held to see how that worked out. While we certainly found higher arousal levels, that was only beneficial for restoring the pool quickly. For efficient exercise we really had more use for multiple sources of low to mid level arousal, and the stages were really a better choice unless there was a string of lackluster performers. That happened once in a while, but overall was a better choice for us.

Several of the girls would come around to chat and I requested the occasional lap dance from the prettier and more interesting girls. I liked to chat them up and we often spent time discussing and critiquing the performers and the rowdier or otherwise notable clients. One memorable douche bag was just plain obnoxious and seemed to think throwing money around ought to cause everyone, and I do mean everyone, to be at his beck and call.

The bouncers tossed him out after his 3rd or 4th attempt to get a blowjob from the staff. I got up and helped walk him out as he didn’t seem to have any friends with him. Go figure. I got him into a cab and paid attention when he gave his address to the driver. I planned on having a conversation with him another night. I figured I wouldn’t mind using the tool’s ID sometime.

Settling back into my table, I ordered another rum and coke from a waitress named Debbie who was quite cute and had been friendly and attentive all night. I was debating trying to flirt my way into her bed, but decided against it. Trying to make a move here just seemed off for that kind of thinking. I genuinely think she would have felt bad later about having a fling with a customer. So I ditched the plan. I started to think about what I really wanted for the night, and that was some pleasant companionship.

I waved Debbie over and asked, “Hey Deb, I’m hoping you have a tip for me instead this time. If you, as the lovely and appealing creature that you are, were hoping to meet a guy for some companionship on a night like tonight, where would you go in this town?”

She answered, “Hmm, I don’t know if I want to give away my secrets. Besides I might want to keep you for myself,” with a wink.

I smiled at her and said, “Sure you do. I’ll tell you straight up that if I thought you were serious I’d be interested, but I could really use a name otherwise.”

She grinned and said, “Try the Copperhead Road Bar. It’s a Honkey Tonk, if that will work for you. It’s not too far from here, and I think it’s probably your best bet.”

I thanked her with $20 for a tip and picked up my coat and the oh-so-attractive bag from Walmart that I was still lugging around with me. I hit the men’s room and changed from Max into Capp and attempted to fit everything in the backpack. It was a tight fit but I managed it. Max’s shirt would probably be wrinkled, but I needed to wash it anyway.

I made my way out of the club and hailed a cab. It took less than 10 minutes to get to the bar from the club. Inside, I scanned the crowd and went up to the bar to get a drink in my hand. When I got the bartender’s attention I ordered a Cuba Libre and looked for a table to park at.

I found a place and rested my drink at the small standing table. There was a good mix of people and it seemed the crowd was having a good time overall. I decided to try Easy Mode first and asked Carl to start sending commands to any women he liked the look of. He was to instruct them to come to talk to me if they were interested in taking me home with them.

Apparently, that would work just fine as a handful of ladies stopped by in short order. The first two were obviously married. One was wearing her ring, the second couldn’t hide the tan line from where the ring usually lived. They headed back to the table they were at earlier. I’m not sure which of them was interested, probably the one without the ring, but it didn’t really matter. Having been cheated on myself, I wasn’t interested in getting involved with any married women. I was nice to them but wished them a good evening pretty quickly.

Three young ladies came up at the same time and every one of them was more than cute enough to interest me. I told Carl to hold off on the advertising for a while as I got to know the girls.

Jamie and Rhonda were both dental technicians and worked in the same office. They were both in their early to mid-twenties. Their older friend Tori was a lab technician at a local hospital. She ran assorted tests upon the samples patients get poked and prodded for. Tori was probably thirty, plus or minus a couple of years.

All three girls were dressed to impress and they managed to get me out on the dance floor a few times. We laughed a lot and I liked all of them well enough, but as the night wrapped up I was focused a little more on Tori as she seemed like the most fun of the group. If she wasn’t the one who was the most interested at the start, she certainly seemed willing now. I walked them all safely to their cars and Tori offered me a ride home.

I asked, “Does that include a ride to your home?”

She smiled and said, “I was hoping you might ask something like that. Yes, let’s do that.”

She took us to an apartment building a few miles away and we quickly made our way to her bedroom. We spent a while messing up the sheets and Carl got a lot of practice in steadily increasing her arousal and pushing her over from time to time. She made a handful of trips into la-la land and eventually she begged off on another round.

Tuesday, January 18th, 2022
Colorado Springs, Colorado

I felt the bed moving and opened one eye, squinting against the glare of the sun coming in a window behind Tori as she was doing a zombie walk to her bathroom. I sat on the bed and rubbed the sleep from my eyes for a minute. Standing up, I gave a good stretch and followed her into the bathroom. She was just climbing into the shower. I used the toilet and warned her before flushing. She gave me the go-ahead and I joined her there.

I kissed her and said, “Good morning.”

She kissed me back and said, “A very good morning so far.”

We made it just a little better, then finished the shower and she got some coffee going. She asked about my plans for today.

I said, “I’m not sure. I have some errands to run and I need to figure out where I’m going to stay the rest of the week. I had planned on a hotel last night, but I got a better offer.”

She kissed me and said, “I’m glad you took me up on it. What are you in town for again?”

I replied, “I’m thinking about relocating to the area and I’m torn between here and Denver. I can make it work in either place, I’m sure, but it’s a toss-up. If I had to say at the moment, I’m probably leaning toward Denver due to its slightly better potential for an IT consultant. I want to give the Springs a fair shake though.”

She replied, “You don’t sound like you are in a hurry to find work.”

I said, “Not really, I sold my last business in Atlanta and now I’m thinking of starting up a new one here in Colorado. I’m not in any big hurry.”

“Must be nice. I’m scheduled to work the swing shift all week, covering emergency lab work. Next week I’ll be back on days for about a month and a half. We switch off around the department as nobody likes the work. Monday night was my transitional extra day off for the swap.”

I told her, “I’ve worked night shifts before, I kind of liked it. Not sure I would want to be doing it the way you guys are though, I’d have to make it a full-time thing.”

“I’ve considered it. There would be a minor pay jump for it. I just don’t know if I want to entirely give up my nightlife yet.”

I said, “I hear ya, but then there is always whatever your weekend turns out to be. You probably don’t have to completely give it up.”

She replied, “That’s true. Anyway, I was going to say that if you want to save on a hotel, you are welcome to stay here for the week. You’ll want your own transportation no doubt, but I wouldn’t turn you away as a potential bed warmer.”

I replied, “I’m not foolish enough to turn down that offer. I’ll take care of the vehicle this morning. That reminds me, I need to check my phone. Excuse me.” I walked into the bedroom and played with it for a minute.

She walked in with a cup of coffee for me, handed it to me with a kiss, and walked out after I thanked her. Another minute or two later I headed back her way, cup in hand.

I said, “The airline says they found my bag, but it won’t be here until tomorrow morning. I hope it enjoyed visiting Alaska.”

She said, “Alaska? Really?”

I grinned and replied, “I have no idea, it was just a guess. Funny though.”

She threw a balled up napkin at me and dug back into the banana nut muffin she was working on with her coffee. We chatted as we ate and then migrated back into the bedroom. She put on some casual jeans and a Van Halen concert t-shirt that had seen better days. I got dressed in the clothes I wore the night before. Not my preference, but it wouldn’t kill me.

Tori asked, “I don’t have to be at work until 3 pm, can I help you with your errands?”

I said, “Thanks, but while I appreciate it, it wouldn’t be appropriate. I have a potential business partner I’m supposed to meet with at noon and I still have to get a car. On that note however, I’ve got a friend who lives in town that promised me a vehicle. I still need to find out how that went. It is possible that I might need a ride to a car rental place if it falls through.”

She said, “Just let me know. Let me grab a spare key for you before I forget.”

After digging in a drawer by the fridge she found the key and handed it to me.

I said, “Thanks. Now, in my experience, the swing shift gets off at midnight. Is it the same for you?”

She replied, “Exactly, a little late to really enjoy anywhere before wrapping it up for the night.”

“Well, I’ll be happy to meet you wherever you like, or I could have something reasonably edible ready for you here, if you just want to come home and relax. I hate losing today with prior commitments when we’re just getting to know each other.”

She said, “Coming home to a hot meal sounds amazing. Let’s do that.”

I said, “You’re on. Let me see how this morning goes, and maybe I can get back here and we can visit for a while before you leave for work.”

I picked up my phone and so as not to make Tori suspicious, I decided to take a chance. I could always fix it if I had to. I dialed one of the contacts in my phone while sitting with Tori at the table. When Meghan answered I said, “Hey Meghan, it’s Capp. How did that vehicle you had for me pan out?”

Meghan, being the smart cookie she is, said, “Capp, would I let you down?”

I said, “That’s awesome. I knew I could count on you. Is Jan doing okay?”

She said, “She’s been better, There’ve been a lot of tears lately. For both of us really.”

I said, “I know, but you two are so good for each other, I’m sure you’ll work it out. Are you going to be able to pick me up this morning like we planned?”

She said, “Sure. What’s the address.”

I asked Tori for the street address and she gave it and I passed it on to Meghan.

Meghan said, “I can be there in about 20 minutes.”

I replied, “That’ll work. I see you at the curb in a bit, bye.”

Tori said, “Meghan huh?”

I replied, “Yeah, she worked for me for a while before. She and her wife moved out here a couple years ago. I’m hoping they work things out. I like both of them.”

I grabbed my bag, just so I wasn’t leaving it behind. I didn’t want to have to explain clothes that didn’t even look like they would fit. I knew enough about women to know that the odds of her not looking in the bag were slim enough not to risk it.

I said, “I’m going to head down there. Is there anything I need to stay away from while planning our midnight meal? Any food allergies?”