“Okay Scotty, roll over on your side and pull your knees up a bit. I’m going to get my thermometer.” He heard her heels click as she walked away. Soon, she returned and stood behind him, so he couldn’t see her. Everything paused.
Scott thought, where’s she going to put that thermometer? Scott started to worry. After a few more seconds she walked around the other side of the bed and placed it in his mouth, under his tongue.
“Just hold that there, please!” she stated, sternly.
Scott was still confused and felt very vulnerable. But, he wasn’t doing anything to make this stop. She bent over and lowered her face towards his.
“Please, don’t even try to talk, while I’m taking your temperature!”
After a few seconds she removed the thermometer from his mouth and looked at it.
“Your temperature is a little high, but you’ll be fine,” she said, as she turned and walked towards the door. She closed the door and seemed to have locked it. The room was now strangely dark, but Scott could still see her. She returned to the side of the bed and put her hand on Scott’s shoulder, pushed him over so he was now on his back, naked. Her hands started to glide over his shins, knees, and up to his thighs. He never objected or tried to stop her. She grabbed him firmly between his legs and started to stroke. Scott groaned and tried to sit up. It was the first time he had made any noise, but there were still no words coming from his mouth.
“Lie down Scotty. I’m not finished yet,” she whispered softly, as she continued to stroke him.
“I hope you don’t mind, but the bed is kind of tall. I need to climb up to really get your chest and abs massaged effectively.”
She never waited for him to answer. She released her grip on him, and picked up the small bottle of oil again. She climbed up onto the bed and straddled him. Her dress was practically hiked up to her waist with her legs being spread so wide. Scott was excited and tried to sit up. He wanted to touch her.
“Scotty, PLEASE, I’m a trained nurse,” she teased, as she started to rub oil on his chest, abs and arms.
Scott could see she looked hungrily at his body, while she rubbed the oil on him. He felt as she rubbed herself against him. He couldn’t help himself. He sat up and grabbed her by the hips. She lightly slapped his face and in the process spilled oil on her dress.
“Scotty! Look what you've done!” she said, as she climbed off of him and walked to the other side of the room. Scott could see her out of the corner of his eye. She was taking her dress off. And, she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Now, she was only dressed in just a bustier, stockings and heels. He was very turned on now.
She noticed that he looked at her and smiled and returned to the bottom of the bed. She climbed back onto the mattress and slowly crawled up the length of his body. As she moved, she licked and bit his legs. She moved higher until her mouth was right by his midsection. Her breasts practically fell out of the bustier.
Scott was very aroused.
“Can I help you with that erection, Scotty?” she said, as she licked her lips.
Scott nodded. She smiled.
“You can help me too,” she whispered, as she continued to crawl up his body. She didn’t stop until her knees were on either side of his head on his pillow. She moved herself directly above Scott.
“Now, you know what to do,” she ordered him.
Scott obeyed. He grabbed her and pulled her down to him. This was the first time she hadn’t stopped him when he touched her, he thought. He continued to tease her enthusiastically as she rhythmically moved herself above him. After a few minutes, she moaned and pulled away. She completely turned around and slid down onto his chest. As she sat on top of him, she faced his feet, his arms trapped by her strong legs. She again stroked him, first slowly and gently, then faster, as she gripped him even harder.
“Have you started feeling better now, Scotty?” she asked, as she continued to hold him down and pleasure him.
Scott was feeling better! He enjoyed himself immensely. But, was done being submissive. He struggled and freed his arms, one at-a-time. He lifted her off him. She gasped as they both stood up. He stood behind her, he towered over her. His arms gripped her strongly as he pulled her body close to his. He grabbed her breasts and freed them from the bustier. He kissed the side of her neck. She was quiet, she moaned and breathed deeply. Scott ran his one hand through her long, dark hair. He played with it while he continued to tease her breasts with the other.
Scott bent her over the bed. Her hands reached forward and she lifted her knees up onto the mattress. Scott was standing; he was extremely aroused and soon found his way inside her. He firmly gripped her by the hips. He alternated his hold on her, as he massaged her back, and teased her breasts, all while he continued to thrust deep within her.
It wasn’t long before they both moaned with pleasure. And soon Scott found himself lying on the bed. His arms wrapped around her from behind. He ran his hands through her hair and stroked her cheek as he gently turned her towards him. He wanted a better look at her face, he was right beside her, and yet, he still couldn’t make out any of her features clearly. Scott tried to talk again, but she put her finger to his lips and motioned for him to be quiet. She turned her head away, pulled his arms around her again and backed into him. Scott was quite sleepy and was completely unaware of what time it was. Soon he was fast asleep.
It was just after 7:00 a.m., bright light filled the room and Scott’s eyes slowly started to open. He awoke with a headache. Being in a different place confused him momentarily. He was alone in the bed, and wore only his boxers. He realized quickly that he dreamed about the nurse. He smiled, thinking he probably shouldn’t drink that much before going to bed. He looked around the room and he could see it wasn’t quite the same as the room in his dream. As he got out of bed, he smiled and thought to himself, it was a good dream.
Scott really needed a glass of water or something, his head was pounding. He wasn’t sure if Jim and Linda would be awake yet. But he seriously doubted very much that they would be. He knew they were drinking far more than he was and they were still up and going strong when he turned in for the evening. He completely expected to be the first one up. He pulled on his jeans and a shirt and made his way quietly out of his room and down the stairs.
As he was about to enter the kitchen he heard a noise that sounded like a cupboard closing. He wasn’t the first one up. As he entered the kitchen he saw a woman standing there with her back to him, she was making a pot of coffee. He could only see the top half of her, as the kitchen counters blocked his view. She had long straight dark hair and was wearing a white top, Scott wasn’t sure if it was a shirt or a dress. He thought for a split second about his dream and smiled. Scott knew it wasn’t Linda in the kitchen and thought that the Robinson’s may have a maid or something as he walked slowly towards her.
“Guid morning,” he said softly, trying not to startle her.
“Oh hello, who are you?” she replied, nervously as she turned around.
“Och, I’m sorry Miss. I did nae mean tae frighten yer. My name is Scott, I’m a guest of Mr. and Mrs. Robinson,” Scott stated. He soon realized who she was when he saw her face. She looked a lot like Linda. It wasn’t long before Scott’s thoughts were confirmed.
“It’s okay. I’m Tiffany. This is my Mom and Dad’s house. I’m making coffee, would you like a cup?”
“Aye, that would be great. Thanks.”
As Scott got closer, he noticed Tiffany’s stunning blue eyes. She wasn’t wearing a lot of make-up and looked naturally pretty. He realized it was indeed a white shirt she was wearing. He could now see her bottom half, and noticed she wore a pair of denim shorts and flip flops. Scott moved towards her and sat down on one of the breakfast bar stools.
“So, I guess yer must have had an early start this morning.”
“Yes, I love seeing the sunrise. It’s a great drive up the coast. And, especially really early when there are not many other cars around. Cream and suga
r?”
“Aye, both please.”
She handed him a mug of coffee and sat down on the stool next to him.
“So, how do you know my parent’s?”
“Yer Dad called me a few days ago, asked me tae come oot here and give him some security advice.”
“Hmmmm okay. Look Scott, I’m so sorry. My parents have recently developed a really bad habit of trying to set me up with guys because they think I should be married at my age. They know I come here on Sunday’s which is probably why they asked you to stay. The truth is, I went through a bad break-up with my fiancé a few months ago. I am just really not ready for anything like that, yet.”
Scott was caught a little off guard.
“Uhhm, I’m sorry tae hear aboot yer break-up. I just split up with my fiancée too. But, tae be honest. Yer Dad did nae even tell me he had a daughter, when we spoke on the phone. I did nae know yer even existed until they told me last night. I’m actually here because they wanted some advice aboot a foreign trip that yer brother may be making.”
“Whew…oh, okay then. Sorry for the wrong conclusion,” she said feeling a little embarrassed.
“So, what’s Kyle up to? Still the Russian casino, I presume?” she asked, relieved to be able to change the subject.
“Aye, yer Mom and Dad are going tae find oot some more information from him today. Then I can see what I can find oot.”
“So, what exactly do you do, Scott?”
“I’m a former Special Forces soldier, and have done considerable private security and bodyguard work. I also teach martial arts and self-defense classes at the moment. How aboot yer?”
“Wow, that’s pretty cool. I own a designer boutique down in Santa Monica. Well, it was my Mom and Dad’s store, but I bought it from them after I finished college.”
They continued to talk for a few minutes as they sipped their coffee. When Tiffany finished hers she walked over to the sink and washed out her cup. Then, she turned to Scott.
“Hey, I’m going down for a walk on the beach. It’s really beautiful down there. Would you like to join me?”
“I’d love tae. But, I am sure yer Mom and Dad will be up soon and we have work tae do. Thank yer fer asking though.”
“Okay. I’ll see you later,” she replied, as she headed towards the door.
He watched her as she left the house. It was hard not to look. She was extremely pretty with a great figure.
Scott sat in the kitchen and quietly waited for Jim and Linda to wake up. He poured himself a second cup of coffee, which was unusual for him. His head slowly started to feel a little better. He walked back into the main living room and looked out of the window. The view was amazing. But this time, he noticed something he hadn’t seen the previous day. There was a bright yellow Porsche 911 convertible in the driveway; he figured that it must be Tiffany’s car.
He always liked Porsches, but had never been able to afford one. He smiled as he looked around. This was a completely different world to what he was used to.
Chapter 7
Later that morning, Scott joined Jim and Linda as they sat in the sun by the swimming pool. Linda tried to call Kyle earlier, but as of yet, she had been unable to get a hold of him. She left him a message and asked him to call her back, that it was urgent. Tiffany returned from her walk on the beach, and was persuaded by her Father to partake in a game of tennis, which she reluctantly agreed to. It was a hot day in Southern California, but it didn’t feel too bad since there was a gentle ocean breeze. It didn’t take long until Scott could feel his skin as it slowly started to burn. He sat with Linda in the shade and he watched the Father-Daughter tennis match unfold. Not long after they started to play, Linda’s cell phone rang, it was Kyle. She went inside the house to take the call. About fifteen minutes later she returned and handed a piece of paper to Scott.
“Here you go, Scott. I think I got everything you asked for. But, I did tell him to make sure he kept his phone turned on in case we needed to get any more information from him.”
Scott looked at the note. The Pavlyuchenko Casino, in Sochi.
“Och Sochi, That’s way doon tae the South of Russia. Pavlyuchenko? Is that the family name?”
“Yes. Kyle said the casino’s name was the same as Alexei’s last name. It’s still under construction. Apparently, it is almost completed though, and should be opening soon.”
Jim looked over and saw Linda hand Scott a note, and walked over to them.
“Did you hear from Kyle?” he asked his wife.
“Yes, I’ve just given the details to Scott.”
“So, what do you think Scott?” Jim asked, inquisitively.
“Sochi is a southern city. I think it’s actually on the Black Sea coast. It’s near Chechnya, Georgia and the Ukraine. It’s kind of where Europe, Asia and the Middle East all come together.
“Not anywhere near Moscow then?” Jim asked.
“Nae, aboot seven or eight hundred miles away, I would think!”
“Chechnya, I don’t like the sound of it. I’m sure I’ve heard a lot in the news about wars there!” Linda added, sounding concerned.
“Aye, there have been troubles in the region. And, I have been aroond that area myself a few years ago. But, I have nae been tae the actual city of Sochi, so I need tae check it oot.”
“So, what’s going on? Have you run out of energy old man?” Tiffany joked, as she came over to see what the little meeting was about. Jim smiled at her, but didn’t say anything.”
“Scott’s just checking out the area in Russia, where your brother wants to visit,” Linda said.
“Aye, actually I’m going tae go inside and make some phone calls. Can I use yer computer?” Scott asked.
“Sure, I’ll get it for you,” Linda replied.
Jim and Tiffany went back to their game. Linda went back into the house with Scott and gave him her laptop computer.
“Scott, feel free to use the home phone too,” she said, as she walked back towards the door to go outside. Scott walked upstairs to his room, sat on the bed and started to do some research on the computer. There were a few people he wanted to speak to as well, to get some information. It was time to earn his money.
A few hours passed with Scott hard-at-work. He called many people for advice and found out a lot of information from the internet. When he had done all he could with the laptop and a few calls, he went back downstairs. Jim was sitting in the living room watching TV, while Linda and Tiffany lounged by the pool reading.
“Hey Jim, I have some information fer yer now. I’m still waiting fer a couple of people tae call me back, but I’ll tell yer what I know so far,” Scott said, as he approached Jim and sat down next to him.
“Okay Scott, what have you found out?” he said, taking a deep breath.
As Scott started talking, Linda came in from outside and joined them on the couch. Tiffany remained outside in the sun, with her book.
“Reet, I have got mixed reports aboot the area. Tae be honest, it does nae seem tae be the most dangerous place he could go tae. But, on the other hand, it’s still in a country where corruption is rife. There are reports of gang activity in the region, human trafficking, drugs, etc. The local police force is average, although there are rumors of corruption. On the plus side, the casino is legal. Yer have tae have a license tae open one there and tae get the license yer have tae have a clean criminal record. I have someone doing a background check tae find oot who registered the paperwork fer the casino. And, I also have someone checking oot the Pavlyuchenko name in the area.”
“What do you think Scott? I’m not sure what to think,” Jim said, somewhat confused.
“I do not like it at all! I’d rather he didn’t go over there. Why can’t he just invest in one of our casinos?” Linda added.
“I’ve already offered him that. Many times! He is young and stubborn. He wants to do his own thing,” Jim stated.
“Look, I am nae trying tae upset either of yer. It’s quite possible he could go ov
er there, spend a few days and come back withoot any problems. It could all be perfectly safe and legitimate. As soon as I hear back from the last couple of people I contacted, I will give yer both my honest opinion. Just as I promised yer.”
“Thanks Scott. I know you understand why we’re worried.”
“Aye Jim, I do.”
“Do you think you’ll hear back from anybody today?” Linda asked.
“I’m nae sure. But, it is possible. There’s a guid chance I’ll hear something afore I leave tomorrow. And, if I dinnae hear anything by then, I’ll call yer when I do.”
“Okay, thanks.” Linda said. She still appeared distressed with what she had heard.
“I think we should all go out to dinner tonight. There’s a great local place we like to go to. They have great steaks and live music Sunday evenings, too. Plus, we own it! Are you hungry, Scott?” Jim asked.
“Aye. Sounds guid tae me.” Scott replied. He was usually hungry. But, since he skipped lunch today, he was starving.
“Great, I’ll go and tell Tiffany. She’ll want to get changed,” Linda said, as she walked out to the deck to tell her the daughter about their dinner plans.
An hour later they were nearly ready to go. Jim walked in and was wearing light colored trousers, an orange shirt and a beige sport coat. When Scott saw him in his jacket he asked if there was a dress code where they were going. Since, all he brought with him were jeans and a couple shirts. He luckily had packed a shiny brown, button-up shirt. He figured it was better than wearing just a t-shirt. But, he still felt underdressed. Jim assured him that he looked fine. After all, he owned the place. Scott felt even more underdressed when the women appeared. Linda entered the room first. She looked radiant. She wore a medium length white, summer dress, with various colored flowers and patterns all over it. Scott imagined it was some kind of designer dress, but certainly had no idea what the designer’s name was. She also wore white, high-heeled shoes. Tiffany walked in wearing what Scott thought was probably a designer dress as well. Although, hers was assorted shades of blue and black and a little shorter than her Mom’s. She was wearing black, high-heels, and carried a purse. Scott thought she looked beautiful. Her eyes were very striking and a few times through the day, Scott enjoyed seeing her smile. She had a pretty smile. Jim drove all of them to the restaurant in his Mercedes luxury-sedan. It was only a five minute drive. And before long, they started to eat.
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