Chapter 8
Haley
I was pleased to discover that Malcolm was out showing properties all day and that I could go about my own day without seeing his ego-bloated face.
I was about to go show a property myself and had just grabbed my purse when the phone on my desk rang.
“Good morning, Green’s Realtors, Haley Martin speaking.”
“Good morning Miss Martin, it’s Alexandra Cross from King’s. Mr. King has asked that I get in touch with you to arrange for him to meet you at the King Park development.”
“Oh yes, of course, let me just bring up my electronic diary. I sat back at my desk and tapped on my keyboard until the main diary displayed. It was easier than trying to stare at the app on my phone, which made everything hard work.
“Okay, I’m in. When would Mr. King like to see me?”
There was a pause. “He wondered if you could meet him this afternoon at 2 pm.”
Of course, he did. He was a billionaire. They didn’t wait for meetings. If they wanted to see you, you jumped. I looked at my itinerary for the day and hoped Tiff wasn’t too busy and could fit my clients in. “That would be fine. I will meet him there at 2 pm.” I knew I would be there by 1:45 pm at the latest. Never would I leave a man of his waiting.
“You’ll be met at the gates to the development and given a visitor’s badge and anything else you need. He looks forward to seeing you then.”
“Thank you, Alexandra, please pass on my regards and tell him I look forward to meeting him too.”
I put the phone down and called Tiff, passing on my client's details for that afternoon and then I drove home as quickly as I could because although I looked smart, I did not feel I was dressed good enough for a billionaire.
At 1:39 pm I arrived at the gated development where I was given a security badge and directed to a car park. From there a man in a suit introduced himself and handing me a hardhat took me into the main entrance of the development. The vast mansion had been separated into four, five-bedroomed residences, each with their own entrances. The only thing connecting them all was one vast marble-floored hallway. There were two apartments upstairs and two downstairs, each with their own long hallway that led down to their grand entrances. It was homes within a home.
“If you’d like to wait here, Mr. King will be with you shortly.”
I thanked him and while I waited I strolled around the vicinity. The building work appeared to be largely completed. The façade of the building was limestone clad and each apartment had its own balcony or private patio. The lawns outside were almost the size of a small park and meant that residents would maintain a degree of privacy, maybe not always from the three other owners but at least from the general public.
“Miss Martin. Thank you for joining me at such short notice.” I startled. I was so lost in the architecture of the building I hadn’t realized the man himself had arrived.
“My apologies.” He placed a hand gently on my shoulder. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
My skin shivered under his touch and I moved further away from his body, wrapping my arms around my shoulders. “It’s fine. I was just admiring the beauty of this building.”
“Yes, I made sure my architect knew that the outside of the building was to be maintained. It’s the inside that has been modernized. Come and I’ll take you into the one apartment that has been completed.”
I’d only seen the completed apartment in photographs. The last time I’d visited, the front of the building had been wrapped in protective materials, there had been scaffolding everywhere and the apartments were finished in terms of the main construction but had yet to be decorated.
“If you’d like to follow me, Miss. Martin.”
“Please call me Haley. Miss. Martin makes me sound like an old maid.” Elias laughed. “You’re hardly that. How old are you if it’s not too personal a question? You look around the same age as my daughter. She’s twenty-one. By the way, call me Eli, that’s what my friends call me and I’m sure we’re bound to become them with you handling this development.”
“I’m twenty-four, Eli. You have a daughter? Is she interested in joining the family business?”
He laughed again; it made his face light up. He really was an attractive man, although far too old for myself. “No. No. Unfortunately, she takes after her mercenary mother, doesn’t believe she needs to work for a living and likes spending my money. Are you married, Haley?”
I blushed a little. “No, I’m not.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not propositioning you. I just wanted to offer some advice. If you become wealthy, ensure you have a pre-nup because there are people out there who think they deserve a large part of your wealth when they did nothing to contribute towards it.”
“Your marriage was a success then I take it?” I quipped.
“Well, let’s put it this way. I never made the same mistake again and don’t intend to. Marriage is not for me. I prefer the single life, and golf.”
He opened the door to one of the downstairs apartments. It was bright and airy and had all the amenities one would expect from a luxury residence. It was beautiful.
“I can’t wait to begin selling these residences. They won’t be available for long, Eli.”
“Well, that pleases me. If we work well together, Haley, I’d very much like Green’s and yourself, in particular, to represent King’s on the property front.”
“Oh.” My forehead creased. “A colleague of mine felt you were going to expand into the business yourself, cut out the middle man, so to speak.”
“I considered it at one point but I don’t have the time. Why mess around when Arthur Green has been in the business as long as he has and knows how to sell. Would you consider being the first point of contact for my businesses? It would take you away from a large portion of the day to day real estate selling of Green’s.”
“It sounds fantastic, and I have a friend and colleague, Tiffany, who would also be a good back up for myself.”
“As long as it’s not that wretched man, what was his name again? Oh, Malcolm. If that man leaves a message for me one more time to speak with him directly, I’ll have to speak to Arthur about him.”
I smirked. “Oh, don’t worry about Malcolm. I’m taking care of it.”
A mischievous glint appeared in Eli’s gaze.
“Really? Please do tell. I may be too old for you, but I’m not too old for a little mischief.”
It would appear that Eli and I were going to get along just fine.
Chapter 9
Chase
“I think last night went really well, don’t you?” I asked Todd for about the thirtieth time. We’d called for lunch at a small café in Brooklyn before we headed back to the studio.
“I’ve already told you my answer.” Todd exhaled. “It was a great night but it’s extremely early.”
“I already love Haley,” I said. “Instalove. The minute I met her, just like I did with you.”
“We dated other women for three months before we got together.” Todd rolled his eyes.
“Only because I was too scared to approach the dark, brooding male, who I presumed was straight as a ruler. Had I known you were interested I’d have had your cock in my mouth within a minute of meeting you.”
He’d heard this all before, but I was telling the truth. Haley was special. I felt it. We’d known her for a few months now as a friend and now she was becoming more than that.
“I really hope it works out because I’m over trawling Club S for pussy,” I told Todd. “I’m almost thirty. I’m getting too old.”
“So, the fact I’m thirty-one means I should have stopped by now then. Put myself into sex club retirement?” Todd raised an eyebrow.
“Oh, you know what I mean. You have the stamina for things, the determination. I’m bored and over it all. We meet someone, half the time they lie about their true identity. We very rarely see them again. Sometimes one of us likes them and the other doesn’t.
In the meantime, people are watching and getting their rocks off while we try to enjoy ourselves. I used to find it hot, but now I’m jaded. I’m a jaded bisexual man, Todd. I want to come home at night to my man, and our woman. Maybe travel, have a family.
He clasped my hand. “It’s what we both want. It will come with time. I was over Club S a long time ago. I just don’t want you to scare Haley off. You know how full on you get.”
“But that’s who I am. There’s no point me pretending to be someone else. The relationship needs, to be honest from the start.” I sniggered. “Well, apart from the bit where we show Malcolm around the studio.”
“That sniveling suck-up bastard is going to get everything he deserves.” Todd’s voice dripped with venom, but it told me all I needed to know about Haley. He deeply cared for her too.
Saturday morning was the day we’d arranged for Malcolm to visit the studio. There was no way we were allowing him to come to our real place of business so instead, we gave him the address of the brownstone we’d rented for the week to film a new set of movies. We liked to think ours were more sophisticated pornos with a storyline, though I imagined even though we spent hours making sure we had the best movie possible, most viewers probably skimmed past the whole introductory phase and went straight to the pussy shots. Our small team was already there with everything set up. The bedroom was filled with camera equipment, and the bed made. Our actors for the day Guy, Angie, and Rod (not his real name, but named for a reason) were in the kitchen, along with half the crew, enjoying a bit of breakfast before filming started. I’d had a word with Rod, told him what I had planned for Malcolm and with the promise of a bonus he shrugged his shoulders, totally on board with the plan. I guess it was just another cock to him.
Haley had arranged to meet Malcolm for the ‘studio tour’, and just after eleven, I heard a cab pull up outside the house. A few minutes later the doorbell rang and I went to answer it. The show was on the road.
“Welcome to the shoot.” I shook both their hands. “Please come in. Everyone is grabbing some breakfast. I’ll quickly show you around, tell you what to expect and then feel free to get a coffee and watch the action.”
Haley gave me a secret wink, whereas Malcolm’s eyes were wide as he took in the townhouse.
“Not what you were expecting?” I narrowed an eye at Malcolm while trying my best to keep a friendly tone.
“I honestly didn’t expect movies to be filmed somewhere so, well, nice. I kinda thought it would be in some seedy basement apartment somewhere.”
“All our shoots take place in the best surroundings and our crew and actors are looked after the best we can. We run a company with a fabulous reputation.”
“Oh, yes, I wasn’t insinuating-“
I cut him off. “Let me show you around, as we really need to get on with the shoot. Time is money.”
I walked them around the townhouse. On the parlor level, there was an enormous living room with a stained quarter sawn white oak floor throughout. Underfloor heating throughout the house meant our actor's feet wouldn’t get cold during all the standing around. High ceilings and tall windows, along with the cream painted walls meant the house was bright, airy and perfect for filming. The bedroom we were in today was perfect. A large room with the bed situated at the top, with ample floor space around for all the cameras.
After Haley and Malcolm had grabbed a coffee, we went through to the bedroom to make a start. An hour later our actors were still acting out the beginning scenes of a housewife being caught in the bedroom looking out at the hunky gardener and were still fully dressed, something we expected having made so many movies, but our two guests were shuffling around on their feet appearing quite bored.
“Were you expecting things to happen a little faster?” I asked them both.
“Yes,” Haley replied. “I don’t know how you don’t fall asleep, it’s so boring.”
“Haley.” Malcolm scolded. “You can’t say that to these business people.” He coughed and turned to me. “It does take longer than I anticipated, however,” He adjusted his tie and preened like a peacock, “Mr. King’s email that I received yesterday stated that he hoped I enjoyed the experience and made the most of it.”
I nodded, knowing full well that Elias King also wanted Malcolm to get what was coming to him for being such a dick. When Haley had told us he was happy to go along with our charade and would even send the email to back us up, I’d been amazed.
After a couple more hours the actor's clothes were off and we were into the scene.
“We need the cat light. Cat light please,” the director yelled.
A runner went off to the back of the room and wheeled over the massive light which was so bright you felt it could melt your eyeballs. It was set up to shine right into Angie’s pussy, hence the director shouting cat light. We actually called it the pussy light but reverted to cat if we had visitors.
I watched Haley as she watched the scene acted out in front of her. It was a ménage but an MFM one. I wondered if she was getting turned on. Malcolm was, he’d moved his laptop case in front of his pants. When the scene was finished, Todd approached. “Okay, Malcolm if you stay with Chase, he’d like to talk business. Haley, are you okay to come with me and grab some lunch?”
Haley nodded and neither Todd nor I missed the look of smug satisfaction that crossed Malcolm’s face and how he gave Haley a look of sheer triumph.
“So, if you’d like to follow me.”
I walked into another smaller bedroom with a double bed and a desk and a couple of chairs. I indicated for Malcolm to take a seat.
“I’m going to come right out and say it, Malcolm. You’re a natural. We want to offer you a job with us.”
“A job? An actual job? Not the development contract?”
“No. A full paid job. However, as I’m sure you can understand. We have a lot of enemies and for collateral we, as I’m sure you understand, have to obtain guarantees that none of our staff give away our secrets.”
“I fully understand, I’ll sign any confidentiality agreements.”
“It’s not that simple, Malcolm. You’re a man, like myself. We can make a lot of money, and when people make money it can go two ways. They can get enemies out to crush them, or they can enjoy themselves so much they can become complacent. Either way, we do something here, a little off the norm that means we, to date, have never had a problem.”
“Anything. You name it.”
“We need to film you sucking a man’s cock.”
Malcolm almost choked. “What? Are you kidding me? I can’t do that. Jeez, man.”
“Well, Haley is being offered the same deal by Todd, so I guess we’ll see who wants the job most.” I got up to leave.
“I’ll do it.” He blurted. Shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe his own words. “How long do I have to do it for? Does he have to you know, in my mouth?”
“God, no. Literally like suck on it for a minute. Just enough that we have it on film. Then it gets locked away in a security deposit box and will never be seen again.”
“Okay, can I get it done with quickly? Oh my god, fuck, oh erm, sorry about that. I can’t believe I’m going to do this.”
“I know.” I put a hand on his shoulder. “When I had to do it, I found it hard.” I turned away then because I wanted to laugh at my own joke. I wished Todd and Haley had been here to hear it.
“I’m filming it on a hand held. There’ll just be me, you and Rod. So no massive audience. Now, don’t worry. Rod is used to having all different people on his cock. It’s not going to turn him on, you’re not gay from doing it. It’s just a business transaction, okay?”
Rod entered the room completely stark naked, his massive twelve inch cock in his hand. He stroked it with his hand, keeping it hard.
“Okay, Malcolm. On your knees, please. Time is passing quickly and we have more filming to do.”
Malcolm swallowed and dropped to his knees. Then he closed his eyes and opened his mouth
. Rod pushed his dick in between his lips. Neither of us said a word. We just watched as Malcolm sucked Rod’s cock in and out of his mouth for about a minute.
“All done. Thanks, Rod.” I shouted and Rod nodded, winked at me and left the room, taking the handheld with him. He had instructions to take it straight to Todd.
“The bathroom’s down the hall if you want to freshen up,” I informed a green looking Malcolm. “Then come join us for some lunch.”
Malcolm nodded and then ran down the hallway looking like he was going to vomit.
I went and found Todd. “Everything good?” I asked him. “Perfect, and backed up.” He said. “All ready for us to wrap up this little situation for good.”
Malcolm came downstairs and walked into the kitchen. He refused all offers of food but he walked over to Haley and whispered something in her ear that made her eyes flash with fury.
“So, while it’s just the four of us here. I’d like to announce that earlier I offered Malcolm a job.” I announced.
Malcolm preened again.
“And if you would still like the position of the part of the wimpy computer nerd in our next production we would be very happy to have you.”
“What?” Malcolm choked. “There must be some mistake. You offered me a job at King’s.”
“No, I didn’t.” I corrected him. “I said you were a natural and we wanted to offer you a job with us, as in, the studio.”
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