He stood out in the hall as the scene played over in his head. He knew two things for sure; He was going to catch shit for this is Bevy found out. If Madison decided to tell Bevy, his career at RAW was over. But, he wasn’t so sure Madison would squeal because the other thing he knew for sure, Madison needed to be kissed like that whether she admitted it or not and she needed the intimacy of making love to one man. Jeremy learned something about Madison after spending so much time with her and tonight it slapped him in the face. Madison only engaged in group sex because she feared intimacy with one man. Having multiple men in the room took the pressure off of her.
Jeremy also learned Madison wanted him. He became aware of that fact the night she asked him to kiss her, and after tonight there was no doubt in his mind he was right. Madison hated when anyone pushed her beyond her comfort zone. She hated any man dictating to her on any level in any circumstance, but Jeremy decided that would be his approach from tonight going forward. He was going to push every one of Madison’s buttons until he worked through them all.
~~~~~
”Man, did you lose your fucking mind?” Luke walked into the barroom where Jeremy and Dante played pool.
Jeremy shot Luke a look as he rubbed the blue square of chalk on the tip of his pool stick. He ignored Luke and continued with his shot. “Seven ball in the right corner pocket.” The ball rocketed down the far end of the table and spiraled right before it landed in the corner pocket. “The four ball in the left side pocket.” Jeremy set up to make his shot.
“Dude, stop and talk to me. You could be in some serious shit because of that stunt you pulled.”
Jeremy rested his pool stick on the table.
“What stunt?” Dante had no clue what happened.
Luke pointed at Jeremy with his thumb like he was hitching a ride. “Probation boy here started making out with Madison like he was the only guy in the room and proceeded to ask her to tell us to leave.”
Dante threw his hands up to his head. “No way, man. You can’t pull shit like that. Didn’t you read the contract? It’s ladies rules, man.” Dante dropped his hands from his head and extended his right hand to Jeremy. “It was nice knowing you. Good Luck with your next venture.”
“Guys, relax. I’ll bet money nothing happens. Madison isn’t going to say anything to Bevy,” Jeremy paused, “And neither are you or Timothy.”
“In this place, we always got each other’s backs. We would never say anything to Bevy about that stunt you pulled.” Luke shook his head. “But, I’m not so sure about Madison. I bet she talks.”
“Nah, she won’t.” Jeremy acted sure of himself, but deep down he worried his ass was getting canned.
~~~~~
A week went by, and nothing happened. Jeremy was right. Madison said nothing, or if she did Bevy decided not to reprimand him. Whatever the reason, Jeremy was glad he still had his job.
He hadn’t seen Madison at all the following weekend, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t around. He wished he could go to her and check on her but the Madison he got to know during her injury, and this Madison were two very different people. He knew why the sudden shift but that didn’t mean he shouldn’t proceed with caution. He planned on winning her over, but he had to be subtle. She was the owner, and Madison had the power to send him packing.
Jeremy learned it was easy to go unnoticed in the Mansion. It was over 90,000 square feet. There was a spa, tennis courts, three outdoor pools, one indoor pool, a gym for the members and a separate gym for the employees, a movie theater, a bowling alley, the two-dozen sex rooms with the attached viewing rooms, the orgy room, the Essential’s wing, and the member’s rooms. The mansion had back offices, Bevy’s office, and the Exclusive quarters, which Jeremy found out there was one Exclusive, and her quarters doubled as her home. If a member didn’t use any of the three restaurants, they could go unseen for the entire weekend.
~~~~~
But Madison didn’t go unseen for long; Jeremy saw her shopping at a Nordstrom one afternoon on his day off. He noticed her immediately, but Madison never looked up avoiding eye contact with anyone as if she wore blinders.
He watched as she searched through the racks of clothes holding up a blouse against her body. She appeared happy and relaxed shopping alone lost in her little world.
He continued to stare until he heard a woman’s voice yell out, “You bitch! You ruined my life!”
Jeremy looked around to see where the yelling was coming. A woman hurtled towards Madison. Madison didn’t look up but dropped the blouse she held and hurried away. The woman picked up her pace until she was close enough to Madison to grab her arm and spin her around. “You fucking bitch, you mess with my life, and then you run scared.”
Jeremy sprinted towards Madison when he saw fear blanket her face. She went pale, and she looked as if she would pass out. When Jeremy reached her, he pushed the abusive woman off of her, wrapped his arm around Madison and escorted her out of the store.
Once outside, Madison hyperventilated as Jeremy tried to calm her down. “Madison sweetheart, look at me.”
Madison looked at Jeremy. Her eyes looked dazed over and glassy. “Madison, slow your breathing. I’m here; nothing is going to happen to you.”
Madison grabbed onto Jeremy’s forearms as she continued to stare into his eyes. She slowly controlled her breathing, and when she finally realized she was safe, she broke out in tears. Jeremy pulled her into his body and Madison sobbed into his chest.
When her sobs slowed, Jeremy asked her where she parked. She glanced around and pointed four aisles away. Jeremy took her hand, and they slowly walked over to her car.
Jeremy noticed Madison still shook. “I’m driving you home.” Madison didn’t argue with him and handed him the key.
“How will you get your car?” She asked.
“I’ll have one of the guys drive me back later.”
“Thank you for this.” Madison felt a need to explain without revealing too much. “Some of the ex-wives of my clients hate me.”
“I’m surprised you took it so hard. You seem strong; I’m surprised it bothers you.”
“Outside the court room I don’t handle confrontation well,” Madison admitted.
“I can understand. Confrontation is not easy for many people. Some people spend a lifetime avoiding it.”
Madison glanced at Jeremy, “Thank you for understanding and thank you for rescuing me from her.”
Jeremy pulled into Madison’s garage and parked the car. He handed the key to Madison. “Do you need me to go up with you?”
Madison wanted to say yes. She wanted Jeremy to bring her to bed, make love to her, and then stay with her and hold her but she couldn’t. He was an Essential, and she was a member and crossing that line would throw her whole life into an upheaval. “I feel better now. I’ll be okay. Thank you, again.”
Jeremy gazed at her before he opened the door. He wanted to say so much to her but the woman shut down so easily. So instead, he kept it simple, “Madison, if you ever need me, I’m here for you.”
Madison pressed her lips together attempting to hold back her tears. She nodded because she couldn’t talk. She reached over and squeezed Jeremy’s hand then released it.
Jeremy got the message and walked out leaving her alone in her car. Madison sat and waited before she exited the car. She stared straight ahead and broke out crying. She hated not being able to open up to someone fully. She hated that it hurt her and it hurt Jeremy. He was a good man and deserved better than what she had to offer.
Chapter 8
"I waited three months for tonight," Amy told Jeremy as they walked to Room One.
Room One was considered the original RAW room. Anything that took place in that room had to stay strictly raw; no props allowed. It was bare bones skin on skin, mouth on skin, mouth on mouth and all other orifices and it was up to both parties how the evening played out. But one stringent rule remained a constant in Room One: It was one man, one woman, no one else allowe
d.
“I’m pulling the curtain on the two-way mirror, I want tonight to be private.”
Amy booked Jeremy out for his first night off of his three-month probation. Jeremy saw his schedule a week before and sweated the thought of having to go down on Amy and her hairy pussy.
Other members at RAW had some hair down there, but Amy's was the first he'd seen with that amount. It was thick and long, and it grew down her thighs.
Jeremy contemplated showering with her first, but that wouldn't solve his greater fear. Jeremy worried he'd be picking hair out of his teeth for hours after he serviced her. The thought of it turned his stomach, and he wanted so badly to enjoy this night with Amy. Amy became a friend, and he wanted to do things right for her.
Amy walked into the room and stood at the side on the king size bed. "It's just you and me with no blindfolds."
Jeremy raised his eyebrows in response. “What do you need from me tonight, Amy?”
"I can't believe I'm going to say this to you," Amy paused for a minute maybe two. "I'm kind of embarrassed to admit this."
"Amy, love, you can say anything to me." Jeremy had a serious soft spot for this forty- year- old chunky pear shaped girl with the hairy bush.
"That! That's it!" Amy pointed to Jeremy's face.
"More specific, love." Jeremy brushed his knuckles on her cheek.
“That look on your face that’s what I want. I need you to make love to me like you mean it."
Jeremy looked deep into Amy's eyes. He saw in her eyes what she meant. The girl needed to feel loved, desired and owned. That was her deep, dark fantasy. She didn't want beastiality or group sex, no whips, and bondage, or even girl on girl. She wanted to be loved and to know what it felt like to be with a man who loved to fuck her. A man who thought about it during his day and anticipated coming home to her just to make love to her. What Amy really needed was her husband to feel that way about her, but for now, Jeremy would do.
Jeremy said nothing more and turned Amy so that the back of her knees touched the bed. He slipped off his glasses and placed them on the nightstand. He stepped two feet back and undressed until he stood naked before her.
"Your turn, love. Lift your arms above your head." Jeremy's voice sounded like raw silk brushing up against sand paper. He reached for the hem of her dress, slid it past her head, over her arms and tossed it on the floor. He lifted her body and positioned Amy on her back in the middle of the bed.
Jeremy crawled over her body and knelt with one knee between her legs. He gently nuzzled his knee up to her sweet spot. Jeremy could feel the lump of hair and the dampness produced from the small amount of contact.
Jeremy nuzzled into her ear and whispered, “Keep your eyes open, I want you to watch me make love to you.”
Amy shook her head and bit down on her lower lip. She watched Jeremy move over her skin inch by inch. His full lips sucked as he caressed her skin with his hot breath. He bit down on the lacy cup of her bra and dragged it under her plump breast. Palming her breast while sucking on her tight little nipple, Jeremy felt the juices between her thighs seep out onto his knee.
He remained focused on her breasts while he mentally geared up to venture down between her legs. When he thought he could handle it, he glided his mouth over her belly to the top of her panties. He curled his fingers under the elastic of her panties and dragged them down her legs and off her feet. He stood on bent knees looking down at the thick mound of hair that awaited him. He inhaled and bent down trailing kisses on her lower stomach. He brought two fingers up to her wet seam and quickly pulled it away.
Amy jumped propping herself up on her elbows. "What happened?"
Jeremy stared down at this frail little bunny. He was deciding if he would change this girl’s life for the better or keep her wondering what possibilities existed behind all that hair.
"Amy, love, give me your hand."
Amy timidly stretched out her hand and slipped it in Jeremy's. "What are you going to do to me?"
"What I've wanted to do since I met you."
"And that is?" Amy's eyes went wide.
"Amy, do you trust?" He asked as he held her hand between both his hands.
"I do." She answered and nodded at the same time.
"Then let me do what I need to do and don't ask any questions because when I finish, I'm going to make sweet love to your pussy with my mouth and then with my cock." He patted the top of her hand.
Amy zipped her lips and pretended to throw away the key.
"Good girl, now come in the bathroom." Jeremy grabbed a pillow off the bed and threw it on the floor in the bathroom. "Stand here." He braced Amy's shoulders and waited for her to nod. "Good girl." He tapped under her chin and kissed her forehead.
He got busy in the bathroom looking for the stash of toiletries stocked in every room. He gathered everything he needed and placed it on the bathroom floor next to the pillow. He grabbed a towel and spread it out on the floor.
He extended his hand to Amy and directed her on her back on top of the towel with her head propped up on the pillow. Amy bit down on her lip and giggled as Jeremy shook the small can of shaving cream. He swirled a fluffy pile into his palms and gently began swirling it between Amy's legs.
Amy bucked her hips at his touch and felt her hot flesh pulsating as Jeremy covered her pussy with shaving cream.
He picked up the orange razor and scraped down on her skin covered with hair. The serrated noise became more of an aphrodisiac with each stroke. Amy watched as Jeremy lovingly took his sweet time removing every bit of hair from her pussy.
He bent her knees and spread them wide as he pulled taut on her pussy's lips. He glided the razor down and up both sides then moved to the inside of her thighs each time wiping the blade on the towel beneath her.
When he finished, he tossed the razor on the pile of hair next to Amy and retrieved a washcloth from the cabinet. He warmed it under the hot water, bent down between Amy's thighs and wiped her clean.
Jeremy stood on his feet, bent at his knees and scooped Amy up in her arms. She looked at Jeremy like he was a super hero. He playfully tossed her on the bed, and a giggle escaped from her.
He straddled her and lifted her ankle on to his shoulder. “You were a good girl, and now I’m going to reward you.” He shot Amy one of his charming half smiles then disappeared between her legs.
Ten minutes later, Jeremy came up for air as he watched Amy lost to her orgasm calling out his name. He let her rest for the time it took him to sheath his cock with a condom then slammed into her. Jeremy pumped hard but slow while he whispered sweet loving things in her ear. He allowed his hands to glide over her body enjoying all her lumps, bumps and curves. "You are so fucking sexy, Amy. I love how your body feels against mine."
Amy whimpered as she relished each hard but slow thrust.
"I want to watch you. I want to grab onto your sexy hips as you ride me.“ Following his words, Jeremy flipped Amy, so she was on top straddling him. Amy squealed as the position took Jeremy's cock deeper.
"Look at your beautiful tits." Jeremy lifted them and squeezed them together. "You are all fucking woman with your big tits and your curvy hips. My cock aches for you."
Amy threw back her head as she continued to ride Jeremy, “Oh Jeremy, that's the nicest thing any man has ever said to me." She yelled out. She rode him harder and faster until Jeremy watched Amy lose control. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her body convulsed as she milked Jeremy's cock.
Jeremy's balls tightened, and he roared out his pleasure as he emptied himself in Amy's clean-shaven pussy. Amy dropped to his side, and Jeremy pulled her body close to his. He nuzzled his nose into her hair and whispered. “Thank you, Amy, You’re a beautiful girl inside and out.”
“Jeremy, I’m going to cry, now.”
“Baby, you cry all you want. Let it out. I’m here.”
Amy turned in his arms and cried into his chest. Through her sobbing, she spoke. “Jeremy, do you believe all those things y
ou said to me?”
Jeremy kissed the top of her head. “Amy, you don’t have to be tall and thin to be a sexy woman. You just have to own what you have and appreciate it. I appreciate your body. You have sexy curves and full round tits. And you have creamy skin that smells like baby powder, and I love it. I love all of it.” Jeremy hissed through his teeth as he pushed his erection into Amy’s behind. “Feel that.”
Amy giggled. “We can go again.”
“Oh, I plan on it.”
“Jeremy, one more thing… did my hair repulse you on your interview.”
“Amy, I’ll be honest, it was a lot of hair, but that’s all it is. It’s just hair and just like that it’s all gone and now I can see all of your sweet little pussy.”
Amy sighed as she tightened her arms around Jeremy. “You’re such a good man, Jeremy. Thank you for tonight. You made me feel beautiful.”
Bevy ran into Amy right after her time with Jeremy in Room One. Amy had tears in her eyes. Concerned, Bevy pulled Amy into her office.
“Amy, honey, did Jeremy do something inappropriate to upset you?”
“No! I’m not upset I’m happy. He was wonderful; he gave me everything I needed.” In that one moment with Jeremy, everything changed for Amy. Jeremy could have done nothing, fucked her, and moved on like her husband always did, letting Amy feel like she wasn’t good enough. Jeremy thought enough to care for her and love her the way he wanted and the way Amy needed. He was right it was just hair. He didn’t make her feel ashamed instead she felt loved. Not the love that was taboo at RAW but love from a dear friend. Amy considered Jeremy a friend; A friend at RAW, and a friendship that could exist without RAW. She would never be the same, and she owed it all to Jeremy, a bottle of shaving cream, and a razor.
“Oh, well that’s a relief. I thought you were crying because you were upset. I’m sorry you can go and enjoy the rest of your evening.”
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