VIP Companion

by Thomas Henry

  Karen and Tyrone must have been as hungry as Lita and I were. Everyone dug in and ate in silence for a few minutes. Lita picked up my glass and drained it. “Mmm…this is pretty good. What is it?”

  I was momentarily surprised that she didn’t know, and then it dawned on me. She was far too young to drink alcohol legally. That didn’t mean that she hadn’t done it before, of course, but maybe she’d never tried anything other than beer or wine.

  “Tanqueray and tonic,” I said. “Tanqueray is a brand of gin.”

  “Well, I think we need more.” She hopped up and headed off toward the bar.

  “I’m going to get another, too,” Karen said, looking at Tyrone. “Want another beer?”

  “Please.” He drained his bottle and handed it to her.

  Karen got up and followed Lita to the bar.

  I thought Tyrone might say something to me while the women were gone, but he was preoccupied with watching them.

  Karen and Lita exchanged comments while they waited for the bartender. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but they glanced back at Tyrone and me and giggled a couple times.

  When they got back, Karen set her drink and Tyrone’s beer on the coffee table and shrugged off her robe. “Getting a little warm out here,” she said as she folded it and draped it over the arm of the sofa. She sat down next to Tyrone and resumed eating.

  Lita slid back into place next to me. “You getting warm, too,” I asked, knowing that she was wearing nothing under her gauzy little dress.

  She put her chin on my shoulder and said, “I’ll show you mine if you’ll show me yours.”

  “Trust me…no one wants to see mine.”

  “Hmmm…we’ll see.” She resumed eating.

  By the time she had finished eating, Karen had drained her glass again. She’d had four shots of gin in a fairly short time. I figured she must have been pretty buzzed. I was unsettled by the thought that she might be trying to get up the nerve to tell me something I wouldn’t want to hear.

  Lita and I were just finishing up when Karen turned to Tyrone and started kissing him. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. She stroked him a few times and then went down on him. He was right about not needing the boner pill. She had him standing proud in no time at all.

  Lita put her lips next to my ear. “Here she goes again.” She looked around and then whispered, “There’s a massage table over there.” She tilted her head toward the massage table where Karen had been gangbanged a few weeks ago. “I’m a little uncomfortable just sitting here and watching them. How about if we go over there and I give you a massage? We can still see them from there.”

  “Talked me into it,” I said.

  We had taken a few steps when Lita looked down at my bare feet and said, “Hey! You’re not wearing your boots!” What she was about to find out was that I wasn’t wearing any underwear, either.

  I unbuttoned my shirt while Lita unfastened my jeans and pulled them down. I slipped out of both and lay face-down on the table with my head toward Karen and Tyrone

  “Be right back,” Lita said. She disappeared somewhere behind me.

  I watched as Karen and Tyrone switched positions. He pulled off her panties and buried his face between her thighs. . I wasn’t really hard yet, but I had swollen enough that my cock was uncomfortable trapped between my thigh and the table. I lifted my hips and pulled it straight up under my stomach.

  “Here we go,” Lita said. She had returned with what appeared to be a salad mixing bowl. She set it on the massage table next to me and pulled off her dress. Then she climbed up on the table with me and straddled the backs of my thighs. “Have you had nuru massage before?”

  So that’s what was in the bowl. “No,” I said. “Heard of it, but never had one.”

  Lita cupped her hands together and dipped them in the bowl. Then she held them high above my back as she drizzled viscous ropes of the very slippery gel all over my back and butt. She dipped her hands again and drizzled more of the gel down her front.

  “Gotta be careful not to slip off the table,” she giggled as she lay down on top of me. She grasped my upper arms and slid her body up and down my back, spreading the gel thoroughly. Then she slid down and rubbed her breasts all around and over my butt. The sensation was delicious.

  She traveled up and down my body several times, squirming and swirling and rubbing every which way. Then she slid down and straddled my thighs while she once again dipped her hands in the gel. She drizzled more of it on my back. She carefully turned herself over and began rubbing my butt with her back. Then she pushed herself up on top of me and rubbed her butt against mine.

  I had gotten so lost in the sensation that I had lost track of Karen and Tyrone. I looked over to see them locked in a passionate embrace. He was totally nude, and she was down to her garter belt and stockings. She had an underhand grip on his cock, pulling at him with long, needy strokes. He had a couple of his fingers deep in her pussy.

  Lita turned face-down again and whispered in my ear, “Turn over.” I wasn’t sure how I was going to manage that without dumping her off the table, but she slid down until she was straddling my legs and then rose to her knees to give me room. I reluctantly tore my eyes away from Karen and Tyrone and carefully shifted onto my back.

  Lita dipped into the bowl and drizzled gel all over my cock and balls. Then she went to work with her hands. I’d had countless hand jobs in my life, but I’d never felt anything like this. It was absolutely decadent.

  Lita ran her gel-slathered hands up my chest and rubbed my cock and balls with her puffy nipples. “Damn, you’re good at this,” I said.

  “Glad you think so. Sally has been teaching me.”

  “Really? That must be a trip.”

  “Yeah, she’s really, really good at it. You should give her a try sometime.”

  “Hmmm…I don’t know. Might get more than I bargained for.”

  “Well…you just might. But you know what they say.” She winked at me. “Shouldn’t knock it until you try it.”

  Lita climbed up and straddled my groin. She reached down and guided my throbbing cock into her. She lay down on my chest and slid her chest against mine as she worked my cock with her hips. I seriously doubted that I could cum again, but the sensation was delicious nonetheless.

  “I…uh…wanted to ask you something,” she whispered.

  “Uh-huh.”

  “Um…when we were having drinks…Rachel told me that Tyrone was hot for me.”

  “Yeah, he gave me that impression, too.”

  “Well…the thing is…she invited me to come over to their room later tonight.”

  “She wants to swap?” I asked, trying to keep my voice nonchalant.

  “Mmm…I didn’t get that impression. I think she wants me to have a threesome with them.”

  My stomach knotted. “Ah… So what did you tell her?”

  “Well…I said that I was interested, but I wouldn’t do it unless it was okay with you.”

  “Okay, but how do you actually feel about it…I mean, assuming it’s okay with me?”

  Lita was silent for a little while as we continued to move together. “Well, he’s a sexy guy, and I don’t mind being with another woman. And it would look good on my report card for Sally.” She kissed me. “But only if you’re cool with it, okay? You’re my top priority.”

  I turned my head and looked over at Karen and Tyrone again. Now he was sitting up on the sofa with Karen riding him face-to-face.

  I looked at Lita. “Sure…why not?”

  I heard Karen’s voice and turned to look again. Tyrone was carrying her toward the heated spa. She was clinging to his neck with her legs wrapped around his hips. He was still buried inside her.

  “Maybe you should go ahead and join them in the spa,” I said.

  “Gotta wash this goo off first! Sally will kill me if I get in the spa with this stuff all over me.”

  She sat up and gingerly climbed off of me and the table. I followed c
arefully. I had never been so slippery. We picked up our clothes with our fingertips and tiptoed to our room.

  We showered together, thoroughly soaping each other and rinsing off all of the gel. As we were drying off, we heard Tyrone’s door thump shut. Lita cracked open our door and peeked out into to courtyard. “Looks like they’re in the room already.”

  She dropped her towel in front of me and kneeled on it. She took me in her mouth and cupped my balls. When I was hard, she stood up and gripped my cock as she kissed me. “I’ll be back later to take care of this.” I throbbed in her hand.

  I stood in our doorway and watched as buck-naked Lita tapped on Tyrone’s door. She waited a little while, and when she got no answer, she looked around the courtyard and tapped again. This time, I heard Tyrone’s voice. Lita turned the knob, and peered inside. She giggled and covered her mouth with her hand. She gave me a glance and disappeared through the doorway. A moment later, the door thumped shut again.

  I wrapped my towel around my waist and wandered over to the bar. The bartender was long gone, but I found a bottle of Maker’s Mark and poured myself a couple of fingers. Most of the others had disappeared, but the manatee was in the spa with his two skinny Asian girls. I wondered if his arrival had precipitated Karen and Tyrone’s departure.

  I wandered back to my room, but out of morbid curiosity, I left my door cracked open so I could watch the manatee with his girls. He was about waist-deep in the water, with each arm around what appeared to be a prepubescent girl. They both had darling, dainty faces, but from the neck down to the water, they could have passed for young boys, with brown nickel-sized nipples on smooth chests. I had to remind myself that Sally had assured me that all of her “sorority girls” were at least 18.

  The manatee was the one with the tits. With his hairless sagging chest, he could have passed for an old woman…albeit a decidedly ugly one.

  I couldn’t help but speculate about what his cock was like. Back when I was in high school, I had a similarly obese classmate in my physical education class. I didn’t give a lot of thought to penis size back in those days, but I remember that his cock and balls were tiny…almost baby-like. I figured this guy to be the same and wondered if that was the reason for his little-girl fetish.

  The young women both held plates of food, and they took turns poking morsels into his mouth with their fingers. It was like feeding time at Sea Life Park. In a couple of minutes, he had scarfed it all down.

  The two girls climbed out of the spa. The manatee lumbered after them. I had been wrong about all of them. Like Lita, the girls had well developed womanly backsides. And he was rubbing a virtual salami between his fat thighs. I figured he probable could get himself off just by walking. I tried to picture him slipping it to those dainty girls, but it simply defied imagination. I did, however, envision a pink elephant.

  Lita’s voice penetrated the wall between us. Tyrone apparently was laying some pipe. I figured she was lucky it wasn’t the manatee. I closed the door and lay down on the bed, hoping to fall asleep.

  Sleep didn’t come quickly, but Lita apparently did. Several times. I thought I heard Karen a couple of times, too, but she wasn’t making all the fuss that Lita was.

  After a while, things quieted down next door, and I drifted off. The next thing I knew, Lita was crawling into bed with me. I didn’t bother to check the time, but it was still dark outside. She snuggled up to me reeking of semen.

  “Wow!” she whispered.

  “Wow good, I presume?”

  “Oh yeah! She really knew how to ring my chimes.”

  “She?”

  “Uh-huh. At first, she just watched me and him. But when he was done with me, she took over…and wow…” Her voice trailed off and her breathing slowed.

  Considering my state of arousal and the fact that I’d had a few hours to recover from our last go-round, I was a little disappointed that I obviously wasn’t going to see any more action with Lita tonight. But, we still had another night together, so that probably was a blessing in disguise.

  * * * *

  I awoke to the smell of food. Apparently breakfast was being served in the courtyard. Lita was curled up in a ball, still sound asleep. I wanted to let her sleep a while longer, so I eased out of bed, donned my robe, and slipped out the door.

  It was still early. Aside from the people who managed the food, no one was around yet. I filled my plate and looked around for a place to eat. The house was shielding the loveseat from the morning sun, so I headed over there.

  I had finished eating and was sipping my second cup of coffee when Sally appeared, clad in a silk robe and elevated sandals. She got a cup of coffee and joined me.

  “Hey, Lover-Boy! How you doing?” she asked as she sat down right beside me, her thigh pressed against mine.

  “Great.” I didn’t bother to try to hide the fact that I was looking down the front of her robe. If she noticed, she didn’t let on.

  “Where’s our little Lita?” she asked.

  “Still sleeping. I was hungry, but I didn’t want to wake her.”

  “Yeah, she had a big night last night, didn’t she?”

  “How’d you know about that?”

  “Oh, I have my ways.”

  I thought about the one-way glass in the soundproof room and wondered if Sally had secret means of observing the other bedrooms as well. Had she watched Lita with Karen and Tyrone? I wanted to ask, but I supposed she wouldn’t tell me.

  “So, what’s your opinion of her?” Sally asked. “Think she’s ready to be a professional girlfriend?”

  “Oh, no doubt. She’s great.”

  “Good, good…” Sally was silent for a few seconds. “Well then, we have a little…situation. I need to give her to someone else tonight.”

  “Well, maybe she wasn’t that good.”

  Sally chuckled. “Seriously, I need her for someone else tonight. You know that rather …um…portly gentleman?”

  “You mean the one who looks like a manatee?”

  Sally couldn’t quite stifle her laugh. She swatted me on the shoulder. “Oh stop that! That’s bad!” She lowered her voice. “But, yeah…him. He has this…um…fetish. Remember I told you that Karen wasn’t his type?”

  “Yep.”

  “Well, Lita is. He has this thing for young girls…well, for women who look like young girls, anyway.”

  “Hence the skinny little Asian girls you fixed him up with the first two nights.”

  “Yeah. But he really wanted Lita from the moment he first saw her. He made a really high bid for her, and he was upset when he didn’t get her. That’s why I let him have two girls the first two nights.”

  “But now you want to give him Lita tonight?”

  “Yeah, sorry, but I really want to keep him happy. He’s a good customer.”

  And I wasn’t a paying customer at all, so I hardly had grounds for complaint. “Well,” I said, “I feel sorry for her, but…”

  Sally shrugged. “Hey, this is why I pay them the big bucks.”

  “Okay,” I said. “Well, I guess I’ll go gather up my stuff and head out.”

  Sally laid her hand on my thigh. “No, no…don’t go yet. You still have Lita until two o’clock. Besides, why don’t you stay here again tonight anyway? I think I can come up with a little something to keep your motor running.”

  I wondered what Sally had in mind. Maybe she was going to fix me up with another of her “sorority” girls. I had mixed feelings. Lita had pretty much worn me out. But I am a man, and having sex with new women is one of our main passions in life. Besides, I wanted to see what Karen might be up to. And that made me wonder. Could it be that Sally was going to arrange for me to be with Karen somehow?

  “Okay,” I said. “You talked me into it.”

  “Good!” She patted my thigh and stood up. “Well, I guess I should break the news to Lita.” Sally sashayed over to my room and let herself in.

  I waited until Sally had left my room before going back. Lita was sit
ting up in bed with the top sheet wrapped around her.

  “Hi,” she said as I sat down next to her.

  “Good morning. Get enough sleep?”

  She shrugged. After a moment, she said, “I guess Sally talked to you.”

  “Yeah.”

  “I really wanted to stay with you, but it’s my job, you know?”

  “Yeah…I understand…don’t worry about it.”

  “You know, I really enjoyed being with you. I mean, really. I’m not just saying it.”

  “That’s nice to hear. I really enjoyed being with you, too.”

  “Um…I hope you don’t mind me saying this. I mean, I don’t want to seem pushy or anything…and you don’t need to give me an answer now, but…well, if you like, I would like to see you again. Who knows? Maybe it could be a regular thing. Sally gives special rates to regulars.” She giggled. “Don’t tell her I told you this, but she calls it her Frequent Fucker Program.” She giggled again. “That’s really bad, isn’t it?”

  “Yeah. I think she should call it the Friends and Family Discount.”

  Lita smacked me on the arm. “Oh, that really is bad.”

  She disentangled herself from the bedsheet and hopped out of bed. “Don’t know why I bother,” she said as she donned her robe. “Sally said you ate already. Want anything else?”

  I shook my head. “No, thanks.”

  “Be right back.” She slipped out the door. A few minutes later, she returned with a plate of food and a glass of guava juice.

  “No coffee?”

  “No. If it’s okay with you, I’d like to take a little nap after I eat.”

  “That’s fine. I could use one myself.” I stretched out on the bed.

  She finished eating and lay down next to me. “Sorry about last night when I got back,” she said. “I flaked out on you.”

  “No worries. You had me pretty much worn down to a nub anyway.”

  Lita rested her chin on my shoulder and grinned at me. “Well, after we take our nap, let’s see what we can do about that nub.” She winked and gave me a little pat on the balls.

  Several hours later, I awoke to the sound of the shower running. I figured that she probably needed me to wash her back. I was right.