Chapter 20: Bourbon in the Sauna

Back at the hotel, I immediately stripped off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my waist. While Jackie darted into the bathroom for mouthwash and her toothbrush. I headed up to the roof, for a soak and hopefully another fucking of Olivia to relieve the stress of the evening’s dinner. Unfortunately, we had stayed at dinner longer than Max and Olivia were willing to wait. I still had the hot tub, and fifteen minutes in it washed away some of the evening’s stress.

Work would come early in the morning, Jackie had gotten in bed before I came back. I noticed her shoulder sticking above the covers. She wasn’t in her new favorite robe but back in her original one. I guess she wanted the extra length it had versus the softer one. Jackie was still awake when I came in. She stayed that way while I finished getting ready for bed. She watched me while I got ready. But she turned her back to me when I climbed in sans clothes as usual.

I was undeterred by her passive snub. “Jackie, I know you’re not sleeping.”

She kept her back to me answering, “No, not yet.”

“I promised you reason three,” I stated to the back of her head. “Do you want to hear it or just sleep?”

“No, explain.” She turned and fluffed her pillow sitting up in the bed.

I did the same, though my chest was bare and above the covers. I wasn’t sure how I would start the conversation. But talking would be a good start, “Let’s start with, what do you think is the third reason for what happened tonight at the restaurant?”

“You are a mean, controlling perv,” she said not missing a beat.

“Good to know you have such a high opinion of me. And you had two out of three right. I am not mean. I do though want to control how my employees present themselves, when with clients. It is after all a reflection on the company. The company that pays hundreds of people. As for perv ... I guess at times that would be an accurate description, but usually in the privacy of my own home. Or where what general society would consider perversion is the norm.” I said looking at her. She had a puzzled look on her face like I was supposed to deny everything she said.

I didn’t let her lack of understanding stop me. “Despite what you might think, I have you as a companion for more than one reason. Yes, it is nice to have someone to go to museums with me or have a nice dinner with ... Tonight being the exception ... But I also have seen larger possibilities in you.” Jackie perked up at the compliment and listened a little more attentively.

“At work, people say you do a good job and you have lots of potential. And I have seen it when you are not pissed off at me. You have a good head on your shoulders. You make good decisions and people like you. When mad at me or drinking your decision-making sux. I’d give you examples but I’m pretty sure you know what they are. Now let me ask you a couple of questions. Have you liked this hotel room or the one I took you to in D.C. better?

“This one is much nicer, though the people and activities are more shall I say eccentric.” She answered. “Why?”

“I have my reasons. Next, do you prefer being the patron or the waiter?” I asked knowing the answer.

“Patron obviously,” She said like it was a stupid question.

“Ok, these two things have one thing in common. Money. Olivia is not staying with Max for his good looks. Or initially, she didn’t. Like it or not the golden rule still is true today, despite what college professors say. And yes Karen and Tom are happy with their lives and I’m happy for them. But they’ll never have three months in Romania money. And it isn’t because I didn’t try with Karen. But she wasn’t willing to do what it takes to earn that kind of living. It means doing things you don’t want to do. Nothing that you consider immoral or illegal has to be done but things like working a weekend when laying on the beach sounds like a lot more fun. Or having fish for dinner. Again, was eating fish immoral?”

“No it was disgusting and I can’t believe you made me do it.” her anger renewed.

“So it was disgusting. By the way, so is eating jellyfish. It tastes like plastic wrap ... Actually, I think plastic wrap would taste better. But my host in Japan thought it was wonderful and I wasn’t going to say different. So I ate it with a smile. Did I have to ... No, but I did. And you know what? I didn’t insult him or his culture and got a four-million-dollar project out of it. A project that you were working on as a part-time employee. So what if you had been there in Japan and Mr. Takashashi had said he was taking you to the sushi bar. Would you have even gone? Or had he offered you jellyfish would you have said yes glad to try it? Do you think Karen would have gone or done that?”

“Oh hell no,” Jackie said emphatically.

“Right, so if I want you to move up, or even more important if you want to move up. I have to teach you the things I couldn’t teach Karen. And some of the lessons are gonna be hard. And you aren’t going to like them or me much. Like if you say you will do something, you do it or pay the consequences. That was what the loading bay was tonight, consequences. That is what successful adults do, pay the consequences of their actions.” I ended my rant with, “And you know what I call the people that won’t do these things?”

“No,” she said like she thought she would be in trouble for not knowing the answer.

“Unsuccessful is what I call them. That and people that won’t work for me.” I said flatly.

“Oh,” she said like she was getting the picture of how my company really ran. And that she was a part of it.

“Are you still going into work tomorrow?” I asked.

“Yes, if you think I won’t screw it up for you,” she said unsure of herself.

“I have full confidence and faith in you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have asked you to come with me tomorrow. I would leave you here to fritter away your whole day.” I reassured her as I slid down in the bed looking up at her from my pillow. “Now goodnight, we have work in the morning. Then we’ll go play in the afternoon.”

The last of Jackie’s anger had faded with my stating I had confidence in her. “OK, see you in the morning, Have a good night.” She then leaned over and kissed me. Her lips lingered on mine searching and finding a willing partner. It turned into a sensual lasting kiss that had only tongues brushing over lips. She was blush red when she pulled away, quickly hiding her face by turning away from me. She turned the light on the nightstand off plunging us into darkness.

When the sun rose bringing light back to the room, Jackie was out of her robe with her breast again pressed to my back and arm thrown over my chest. Her line of pubic hair on my ass crack’s edge tickled my skin. I was beginning to enjoy the tickle first thing in the morning. She was breathing on the back of my neck as she shared my pillow.

My morning wood was harder than usual, as I had dreamed of Jackie’s ass turning red under my hand. It was as so vivid like I was doing it all over again. At the time, it wasn’t erotic but the relived version was so hot. My dreamed memory put the sting back in my hand and filled my ears with Jackie’s crying and pleas for me to stop. The luscious feel of her ass vibrating with the recoil of my hand landing on her firm round butt cheek came back to me.

Jackie woke when I moved her arm from around me. She smiled initially on waking. It was a day-brightening smile while it lasted. It ended shortly after I said, “We leave for work in an hour. I am gonna get my half-hour swim in, you’re welcome to join me. If you want and can drag your butt out of bed and get in a few laps. Assuming you can swim a few laps.”

“Tomorrow,” she said, “I’ll swim with you, lap for lap. Until you quit ‘cause nothing is gonna stop me from showing you up.”

“Big talk from a person who hasn’t gotten out of bed early ... well ever.” I teased.

“Tomorrow, nothing, and I mean nothing will stop me from outswimming you.” She boasted.

“So when you drown ... Am I supposed to stop or keep going and your ghost will finish up your swim?” I said closing the door so I could take a piss and get my dick back to its normal dimensions.

“Yep,” She said to the door. I came out of the bathroom, my dick already closer to normal walking around dimensions. Making a bit of noise with the dresser drawers, she rolled over in the bed back to her side and pillow. Looking over her shoulder at me she said, “Now go away, I have another half hour of sleeping I can get in.”

“I learned something long ago from a guy I worked with that came out of the Marines. It goes something like five minutes early you’re on time, on time you’re late, and late you are screwed. I’ve instilled that in everyone who works for me.” I said to her as she rolled back flat on her back the sheets forming to her breasts. “For you screwed is spanked, is that clear.” Again I couldn’t tell if it was fear or excitement that ran across Jackie’s face. Plus with the sheet plastered to her small mounds and flat stomach, I couldn’t read her body’s reaction. “And when I get back I don’t care if you are in the shower I am coming in. At which point we will shower together”

“I’m not showering with you ... You perv,” she said annoyed at my putting a time limit on her. “That sounds like a rule one violation in your dreams.”

“Fine, then get done quickly. And then you can also order us some coffee, sans Bailey’s since we’re going to work. And get us lox and bagels for breakfast. We can have a quick bite together.” I said waiting for Jackie’s reaction.

She stared at me her eyes basically trying to kill me. The rest of her face had a smile though, “Got it. Coffee with no fun stuff, disgusting breakfast food that not eating will get my ass lit up, and pleasant conversation while I try and prevent puking. No problem.”

Not letting her commentary bother me, I smiled pulling up my suit, “Good you got it right. And no open-toe shoes or loose-fitting clothes are allowed on the site.” I left the room fully expecting Jackie to lay in the bed for another fifteen minutes. After which, she would frantically get up and started getting everything done.

The pool had more women than the day before. In suits that were smaller than the previous morning. I stopped and admired a few, talking with them. I kept conversations short preferring the water and laps, to interacting with horny women who would have no issue with giving me their room key. I didn’t have time for the dances getting the keys would require. Or the desire to listen to wives, who had likely quit giving their husbands blowjobs years before insinuate they would rock my world in bed.

Covering the pool’s length multiple times for each of the four standard swim strokes I got in my morning exercise. I re-entered the room thirty minutes after I left. The length of time I had given Jackie to be out of the shower. She was walking out of the bathroom her robe on, drying her hair with a towel. I would have liked the sight better without the robe, but she had done as asked. “And breakfast?” I asked.

“On the way up. I didn’t think you’d want cold coffee.” She said ignoring the rest of what was ordered.

“Thanks, I’ll be out in a minute. We’ll eat then.” I said as she brushed out her hair. Showering took a few minutes as did shaving. I was out in ten. A cup of hot coffee in hand while I stood nude getting underwear out of a drawer where Jackie had put them. In the mirror above the dresser, I caught Jackie checking out my cock a couple of times as she again pulled her hair into dog ears. They weren’t strictly business attire but not against it either.

I dressed under Jackie’s watchful brown eyes, which spent most of their time on my dick and balls before my underwear was in place. Once my dick was no longer visible, her eyes only rarely glanced over at me. Once fully dressed, I had her join me for breakfast. Lifting the silver covers, I found she had ordered as I had asked.

Jackie sat across from me and stared at her breakfast. Unlike me, she didn’t go for the bagels immediately. She was staring a hole in the lox on top of the bagel. What my look didn’t do, telling her did, “We’re leaving in a couple.” She picked up the breakfast bagel and bit down on the multi-layers. The grimace was a sight to behold as she chewed and swallowed only to do it again. I kept a straight face as I smiled on the inside, thinking I had her now. It was just a matter of when.

In the lobby, we just caught Olivia and Max leaving. Before getting out the door their bodyguards in tow, Jackie yelled across the lobby, “Olivia.” The blonde stopped and turned coming back toward us. Jackie wasn’t as controlled as Olivia, as she ran over to her friend, her ass filling out her jeans in all the right ways. Getting to Olivia, Jackie wrapped her arms around Olivia’s toned torso mashing her tits with her own. She unceremoniously pressed her lips to Olivia’s. Their tongues soon were dancing as they made out in the lobby like no one was around. I only wish I could’ve heard what Olivia whispered in Jackie’s ear. All I heard was Jackie’s, “Yeah, I’m gonna.”

When they finally stopped groping each other Olivia came to me. In a much calmer manner, her lips moved along mine. She grazed my lips with the tip of her tongue in a sensual way, lasting only seconds. She then hugged me tight putting the puffy lips to my ear. “Make love to her first, then you will be able to fuck her any way you want.” She was probably right. If I made love to Jackie and did it right, she would be putty in my hands from there on out.

Max promised he would be calling to set up a meeting later. We could work out what he wanted to be done work-wise. There was a standing understanding of what I would do Olivia-wise. I was looking forward to both. The two new friends got in their black stretched SUV and headed off to Max’s plane, and Jackie and I headed off to our jobs.

Jackie was a hit. She got more information out of the workers than I ever could’ve hoped. The operators knew we were there to automate a lot of their jobs away. Yet they told her everything when she asked. I had asked the same questions the day before and been stonewalled. They liked her so much and found her so sexy and fun they put two big holes in her hard hat so her dog ears could hang out. A couple of the less discrete men squeezed her ass and felt her up when showing her a safety harness. She just giggled and acted like it wasn’t intentional. Not even the safety director said anything when she sashayed into his office. Her hair flopped and waved about out of the holes in her hard hat. The holes in the hard hat were definitely a violation of safety rules. But, all he did was flirt with her and stare at her ass.

We left at lunch not to return. I was so happy with what she had accomplished. I said to her, “You pick what we have for lunch and dinner. And where we go after lunch.”

She looked at me and asked, “What don’t you eat?”

I knew she would choose somewhere whatever I said was served. I was tempted to say pussy but we would both know that was a lie. “I can’t say there is anything I won’t eat. Like I said I didn’t care for jellyfish. The only other thing I can think of is kimchi. I mean who wants to eat spoiled fermented vegetables.”

“Oh god, no I’m thinking that wouldn’t even go in my mouth,” she said letting her plan out. And all I could think of at the time was ‘Yeah but my dick could and has.’ “I guess a plain old cheeseburger sounds nice.” was in the end what she decided.

“And after?” I asked.

“I read this city has a zoo. Let’s go there,” she answered with what I fully expected.

We had a nice lunch of cheeseburgers and fries. We talked freely like we had many times before when she traveled as my companion. We joked about her new hard hat and that she would have to wear dog ears from here on out. She even mentioned how sweet all the guys at the plant had been to her, not once bringing up being groped. I would put an end to the groping even if it meant she wouldn’t be as productive. But it would be done in such a way that Jackie would never know I stepped in.

We wasted the rest of the afternoon at the zoo. It wasn’t very big and didn’t compare to the national zoo but Jackie seemed happy to see the different animals. She was disappointed when she found out there weren’t any elephants or pandas but she made up for it by spending lots of time with the tigers and monkeys. Jackie laughed when I pointed out two chimps having sex saying, “Looks like I’m not the only one who likes wild monkey sex.”

After the laughs died off she joked, “You’re such a perv. You know that?”

“Yep,” was the best answer I could think of. After that our banter had lots of sexual overtones and the conversations never seemed forced. She skipped and swung her ass more than was needed at times letting her dog ears swing in a cute sexy kind of way. Other times she tried walking stiff as a board after I had mentioned how adorable something she had done was. She also had gone to joking more often about me being a perv.

The visit to the zoo ended shortly after the monkeys. As we walked out the entrance I asked, “Anything else you want to do?”

“Win the lottery, I understand it is up to eighty-five million bucks back in the States ... So win the lottery,” Jackie joked. “Short of that, I think the sauna should melt off the burger and fries and make room for dinner ... By the way, what are we having for dinner?”

Telling her I was planning on eating her wouldn’t have gone over well even jokingly. “Remember, I said you get to pick again since the morning went so well.” Then throwing in a little sexual overtone, I said, “You know me, I’ll eat anything you put to my lips, hair and all.”

Jackie didn’t dignify my comment with one of her own. Instead, she picked up the pace of getting back to the hotel. She quickly stripped keeping her back to me the whole time. With the tied-on miniature bikini, I had a great view of her ass and little else. But it still captivated me. And there was the flair of her hips going to her slender waist and lower back, which spread out slowly to form her rib cage. The thin string was secured across the middle of her back and around the back of her neck. The three small white triangles that barely obscured the view of her sensitive erogenous areas, were secured in place. Jackie retrieved a glass from the dresser and filled it to the brim with Bourbon. Leaving the room she commented, “I think a liquid dinner tonight, sounds good.”

Not wanting to put a damper on her good mood, I still felt obligated to remind her, “Work and exercise still happen in the morning.”

“Fine see you upstairs,” echoed in the hall before the door finished closing.

I did a little work and was about a half-hour behind her, but I brought the bottle with me. I found her naked sitting on the cedar planks of the sauna tipping the last of her drink up. She saw the bottle in my hand and held her cup out not saying a word. I filled her glass a second time though her eyes were slightly glassy. Filled she saluted me with the glass saying, “Gotta keep hydrated.”