Her Client- The Complete Series

by Sally E Xander

  Everywhere I had looked, the men wore suits and the women…not so much. There was a lot of skin exposed.

  As I took in the woman, I noticed how…normal she looked. She wasn’t overly made up. She looked more like the girl next door then someone who I had imagined would be a regular here. But then again, looking like the girl next door might be a thing here. Sort of like the sexy librarian.

  “Hi,” she said pulling me out of my thoughts. Her smile was friendly and real nothing like the cool reception I had heard all evening. “I’ve never seen you here before. I’m Juliet.”

  I smiled back as I washed and rinsed my hands giving me something to do. I didn’t want Juliet to think I was weird just standing around in a bathroom. “I’m Angel. It’s my first time here.” I wasn’t sure why I said the next words out of my mouth, but I sensed it wouldn’t faze her. “I was hired to attend.” I was right. She didn’t seem the least bit fazed by my admission.

  She nodded with a bit of a twinkle in her eye. “So am I.”

  Another call-girl?

  I wondered how many of us were here.

  Juliet reapplied her lip-gloss then looked at me in the mirror. “What do you think of the place?” She looked around the extravagant bathroom. Chandeliers dangled from the ceiling, stuff chairs sat on one side of the room. With raised brow, she stated, “Fox Mansion is nothing and everything I expected."

  I laughed. “That’s my opinion.” They definitely made it comfortable for me to hide in here.

  Dropping her lip-gloss into her bag, she asked, “Have you been in the main event room?”

  “I don’t think so.” If it was, then I was sorely disappointed. I expected much more.

  Her smile widened. “You would know if you had.” She must have meant the room Becky had described.

  Leaning against the sink, I turned to her and asked, “So who do you work for?”

  Juliet matched my stance, but she was a little more…graceful and relaxed. “I work for myself. I guess you could call me a free agent.” She rolled her eyes with a little laugh. “If there is such a thing.” She had me curious, so I asked how that worked. “I have a set number of clients who I pick,” she emphasized.

  So, no creeps.

  Lucky girl.

  “And each one has a set day I meet them.” Shrugging, she said, “My clients are usually with me for years, so it’s not like a rotation of johns. Plus, I keep everything I make.”

  That would have been nice. If I had any intention of making this a career, which I didn’t, that would have been the way to go.

  Shaking my head, I realized how our conversation seemed so…normal. The way Juliet spoke about her clients…it was so matter of fact. Like it wasn’t strange at all that she got paid to have sex or went to sex clubs

  “I better get back. My date is waiting.” She gave me a bright smile. “It was nice meeting you, Angel. Maybe I’ll see you again?”

  “Maybe.” I hoped not. At least not here.

  I gave her a small wave and stared at the closed door behind her. As nice as it was to have a reprieve from Ronald, I too had to get back.

  4

  The moment Ronald came into view, the double doors to the right of me swung open. A man with his entourage of barely dressed women strutted out. My eyes widened when I heard familiar sounds coming from the room they had just exited. Before the door could close, I stepped inside. All thoughts of Ronald, my job, everything disappeared. This had to be the notorious sex room Becky and Juliet had mentioned. It was so much more than I could have imagined.

  I stood still as my brain processed what I was seeing.

  Five platforms were set around the room like a five of dice. Each one was surrounded by spectators making it difficult for me to get a clear view from where I stood. Taking a deep breath, I moved closer to the nearest one.

  The energy of the room was nothing I had ever felt before. It was like sexual energy vibrated between the walls. It was overwhelming and almost too much to take in, and yet where I stood, it wasn’t enough.

  Each platform had ‘scenes’ playing out. The closest one to me had two men. My eyes lingered appreciated their hard bodies. Their muscles flexed as they gripped one another. The strength of their kiss, the way they seemed completely unaware of anything but each other, was… I didn’t have words.

  I knew that feeling. I experienced it with Jane every single time we were together.

  As much as I enjoyed watching them, my curiosity got the best of me. So, I moved about the room until I came to another platform.

  This one had an older woman. At least older than most of the women I had seen so far. She had to be in her forties. She was proof that age had nothing to do with sex appeal. Her complete abandon and her seeming lack of self-consciousness had me entranced. Her naked body relaxed in a stuffed chair with her legs wide open had my full attention. A much younger man knelt between her legs, his fingers pressed into her thighs as he licked her pussy.

  My pulse increased as I watched her arch her back while gripping the back of the man’s head holding him against her. Seeing the sweat slide down her neck and listening to her moans was strangely beautiful. As she grew louder, his grip tightened until his fingers turned white. It was raw sex where nothing matters but the person you were pleasing.

  I would have stayed and watched the couple if I hadn’t caught a glimpse of the center platform. Almost in a trance, I moved to the center of the room, not paying attention to anyone else around me. A bomb could have gone off, and I wouldn’t have been able to take my eyes off of them.

  The circle platform held a large bed big enough to fit several people. Or in this case three beautiful women.

  Two women were pleasuring the one standing between them. I licked my dry lips as I tried to catch my breath. My body warmed as my heart raced in my chest. It was one thing to watch porn on my computer and another watching it happen right in front of me. They were so close that if I reached my arm out, I would have been able to touch them.

  The tall blonde stood in the middle completely bare except for a red silk blindfold over her eyes. With her legs spread a foot apart with her arms tied behind her back, I could practically feel her anticipation.

  I felt it too.

  My breath caught in my throat the same time the blonde sucked in a breath. Both women had taken hold of her tear dropped shaped breasts. They played with the blonde’s tits molding them in their hands as they kissed each other.

  When they turned their attention back to the blonde, one knelt in front of her as the other kissed the blonde. The sight of their tongues meeting dampened my panties.

  With shaky legs, I moved to the side to get a better view. The women kneeling braced her hands on the women’s hips. Then she pressed her face to the woman’s bare pussy never taking her eyes off her companion who had her hands and mouth on the blonde's breasts. She nipped, sucked and left little bites on the women's breast.

  My breasts felt heavy, and my nipples hardened at the sight.

  The women kneeling, drew in a deep breath then wet her lips before she swiped her tongue along the woman's slit. My heart wanted to jump out of my chest hearing the blonde cries of pleasure. My once damp panties were now officially soaked, and my heart wasn’t the only thing vibrating.

  That familiar warmth spread through me making me wish I was somewhere alone to ease the tension.

  The blonde’s moans and the sounding of her begging echoed in the room. Taking my eyes off the women for just a second, I noticed how crowded it had gotten. I couldn’t blame anyone for wanting to watch.

  Pressing my legs together, I tried to dull the pain from my excitement. I knew I wouldn't be able to get a release unless I went back to the bathroom to take care of myself or until I returned home.

  As the blonde got closer to orgasm, the two women laid her down on the bed with her legs spread wide. They climbed on, each taking a side. With their thong covered asses in the air, the two women took turns licking the blonde's pussy and f
ucking her with their fingers. They also took turns kissing her mouth silencing her when she began making noise.

  What seemed liked seconds later, the blonde orgasmed. Her whole body shook as the two women sucked on her clit and pumped their fingers into her. With her breasts trembling from her every breath, the blonde begged them to stop. When they did, she looked like she had been thoroughly fucked.

  It wasn't over yet.

  The two women who had pleasured the blonde into oblivion reached for each other. The mouths smashed together in a heated kiss as they stripped off their bras and panties. Their movements were desperate as they touched each other.

  When finally, naked, they writhed against each other, their mouths only separating long enough to take shallow breaths.

  A few minutes later, the blonde, knelt on the bed beside them joining in. Her hands disappeared between them. With the addition of the blonde, their movements became more chaotic then moments later, the two women moaned as their orgasms hit. The blonde took her time lazily kissing each woman. Then as their breathing slowed, they fell to the bed with the blonde between them.

  I sucked in a breath as I talked myself out of touching myself in front of everyone but I needed… I needed a release.

  Looking around, I noticed most of the men had stepped away now that the show was over. But I was still under their spell. I was so close to pulling up my dress and sticking my fingers into my wet pussy. Only the slight awareness of the number of people here kept me from doing it.

  With a playful smile, the women closest to me waved me over. I took two tentative steps. My legs were still shaky, and my heart was again racing. “Would you like a turn?”

  Swallowing the lump in my throat, I couldn’t respond.

  The sound of Ronald’s voice in my ear pulled me out of my stupor like a bucket of ice cold water. “I got us a room,” he stated while glancing at the three women, “maybe we can invite them to join us.” I looked up at him, but his lecherous stare was on the women.

  I wouldn’t purposely pressure women to be with a man like him so I said, “Sorry, but you didn’t pay for that.” With annoyed glare, he put his arm around me and guided me to a set of stairs. I looked back and saw that the woman who had offered me a turn, had pulled someone else up onto the platform with her.

  My stomach knotted realizing that even if Ronald hadn’t interrupted me, I still wouldn’t have joined her or them. Because it was Jane. Just Jane that I imagined doing those things with. As strange as it sounded, I wanted Jane to be the only woman I had been with.

  The idea was crazy because who knew who she fucked when she wasn’t with me. I might have been her first, but it didn’t mean I was her only.

  That thought brought up a wave of jealousy and frustration because I still hadn’t heard if I would see her again.

  I followed Ronald into a room with a large four poster bed in the center. A cabinet across from the bed was slightly ajar, and I noticed a few toys and playthings, but I hoped he didn’t want to use them. It was going to be hard enough to get through the evening as it was.

  To my pleasure and his embarrassment, we didn’t have sex. He tried…oh he tried, but in the end, he couldn’t get it up. Of course, he blamed me for not being sexy enough to get him excited. The only thing that kept me from telling him off was Bev. She would have fired me.

  An hour later, as I drove home leaving a frustrated Ronald at the hotel, I asked myself if I wanted to keep doing this.

  I didn’t have an answer.

  5

  The first day of classes came and went. Thanks to good planning, I had a light load for my final term before graduation. It gave me time during the week to meet Jayla for breakfast. We both had an early morning class on Tuesday but nothing afterward making it the perfect time to meet.

  “I can’t believe you’re showing me these.” My face heated as she flipped through her pictures of her and Lisa on her phone. Most were as revealing as the engagement photo she had sent last week. It didn’t surprise me Jayla didn’t have an issue showing me nude pictures of her. But… “Does Lisa know you’re letting me see these?”

  Jayla giggled. “She does. She’s fine with it as long as I just show you.”

  She leaned into me, her curly hair tickling my jaw as she commented on each one. “Wow. You two are gorgeous!” And naked. Very naked.

  Her smile widened. “Right? That’s what I told her. We make a hot couple.”

  They did. But it was also apparent how much Jayla and Lisa loved each other. “So, have you picked a date?”

  Jayla gave a little squeal. “Yes! Right after graduation. It’s going to be so fun. Music, dancing, good food and just our closes friends.

  “I’m invited, right?”

  She elbowed me with a laugh. “Of course.”

  After showing me the last vacation photo, Jayla tucked her phone into her bag. “Can I ask you something?”

  I nodded since my mouth was full.

  “Are you dating anyone?”

  I hurriedly chewed my bite. “Umm…no.” I wasn’t, but I also didn’t feel like I was available.

  She laughed. “You don’t sound sure.”

  “I’m not dating anyone,” I clarified.

  “I didn’t think so since you haven’t mentioned a special someone.” The slight smirk on her face had me nervous. “Well…” She drew out the word, and all my instincts were on high alert. “Lisa and I are throwing ourselves an engagement party in a few weeks. It’ll mainly be our lesbian friends.” Jayla gave me a questioning stare as if she were waiting for me to tell her something.

  “That sounds fun.” It sounded more like a question than a statement.

  She didn’t say anything.

  “Why are you looking at me like that?”

  “Because I can’t tell,” she laughed.

  I shook my head and asked, “Tell?” And then it hit me. “Are you asking if I’m a lesbian?”

  She covered her face, I assumed with embarrassment. “Sort of. I was more wondering if you were into girls or if you’re more like me. I like people. As long as I connect with someone not just physically but emotionally, I find them sexy no matter if you’re a woman or a man.”

  “I…” Was there a word for me? I had always assumed I was straight, but then there’s Jane. I’ve always found women attractive, but I never thought about them sexually until Jane. “I don’t know what I am.”

  She leaned in and whispered, “Have you been with women?”

  “A woman.” My cheeks warmed at admitting it. Besides Becky and my boss Bev, nobody knew.

  “A special woman?” Jayla asked.

  Definitely special. My throat tightened with emotion, so I nodded my head.

  I wasn’t good at hiding my emotions, and Jayla must have noticed. “Recent?”

  I nodded again.

  “And you like her?”

  With a heaviness in my chest, I nodded again.

  “But there’s something keeping you from being with her?”

  “…yeah,” I managed to say.

  Jayla bit her plump lower lip. “I’m sorry. I was going to offer to set you up with one of our friends but now probably isn’t the best time.”

  “No, it’s not.” And not just because of Jane. I still had a job where I got paid to have sex.

  Because of my easy term, I offered to babysit Ethan a few days during the week along with my regular weekend hours to give Mark’s mother a break. They both happily accepted. So, after my breakfast with Jayla, I headed over to Mark’s. When I arrived, a familiar vehicle sat in the driveway. When I looked up at the house, I saw Jeffrey, Mark’s friend, and my client. He waved goodbye to, who I suspected was Mark, then closed the door behind him.

  Jeffrey stopped midway down the sidewalk when he noticed me step out of my car.

  “Hey,” he said as he blew out a deep breath. Seeing him outside of the hotel room didn’t get easier. You would think it would be the other way around, but there was something safe about th
e hotel room. It was just us. We weren’t at risk of people seeing us together.

  “Hi,” I said a little too cheerfully trying to hide my awkwardness. “How are you?”

  He stuffed his hands into his pockets and tilted his head as he gave me a small smile. “I’m good. Sorry about last week.”

  “You don’t have to apologize for canceling. Life happens. Plus, Mark said you had to go out of town.”

  He drew in another deep breath. “Yeah. I did. I just didn’t want you to think…”

  I held up a hand to keep him from explaining himself. He didn’t owe me anything. But if he had been Jane, I probably would have begged for an explanation. “We’re good.”

  “Right.” He looked over his shoulder at Mark’s house then back to me. “Can I ask you a question?” Great. More questions. Please don’t let this one be as awkward as Jayla’s.

  “Sure.”

  “Do you like working for Mark?”

  I pinched my brows at the ridiculous question. “I love it.”

  He smirked.

  Great. Not Jeffrey too. “Mark is a great boss, and I love Ethan. It’s an easy job and a lot of fun. I don’t love it for the reason you think.” Why did people keep assuming we liked each other more than friends?

  Jeffrey replied with a, “hmmm.” I had no idea what he meant by that.

  Mark who opened the door holding a bag of garbage. Jeffrey gave me a little wave. “I better let you go. I’ll see you later.”

  “You two planning to see each other again behind my back,” Mark teased, but when I looked over at him, he wore a frown.

  Yes, we were, but Mark didn’t need to know about it. “I figured I would see her again since she’s working here,” Jeffrey replied.

  Mark seemed to relax, and his natural smile returned. “That you will especially since she finally let us have her a few more days a week.”