by Nicole Casey
“Well, I was thinking that maybe my job is done here,” she said. I felt my face turn white.
“I mean, if the Saturday night doesn’t go as you had hoped, then I can come back, but I have a lot of extra things to do at the office and I just really think that I’m probably not needed here now.”
“Well, I wouldn’t say that,” I started. The thought of her not being there on Saturday didn’t sit well with me. It was all because of her that it was even happening. I didn’t want to have to beg, but I really did want her to be there.
“I can’t force you to come, but I really think you should be there.”
She looked nervous, darting her eyes around my office, fidgeting in place and then she looked back at me.
“I don’t know. I just don’t think it’s really necessary.”
I had to ask her if it had anything to do with the other night.
“Jasmine, does this have something to do with the kiss?” I asked. Her face went a deep shade of red and I had figured just as much.
“If it does, then I’m sorry. I didn’t want to put you in an awkward position.”
She hesitated, before speaking her mind. “It’s not really that. I didn’t feel awkward or anything. In fact…part of the problem is I didn’t exactly hate the kiss.”
“Then, I don’t see the problem,” I said. I knew it was wrong for me to be so happy to hear her say those words.
She looked at me and there was so much distance in her stare.
“I’m working for you. In this moment, you are my boss. I just don’t feel that anything coming of this could be a smart decision.” I moved closer to her, but she backed up. “I just don’t.”
I nodded and stopped trying to approach her. “Alright then. I understand, but don’t let that deter you from seeing what great results come out of your suggestion. I would like you to come.”
After several minutes of considering it. She finally relented. “I’ll be there.”
“Good!” I said.
We didn’t have another conversation the rest of the week. I was going to respect her space and just get through Saturday. Then if she wanted to leave and never look back, then that would be her choice. I had my bar to save and I was that much closer.
11
Jasmine
Trevor was right. I wanted to see this through. So, when he asked me again to consider going to the bar on Saturday night for the event, I found myself saying yes. It was a good thing I did, because I don’t think anyone anticipated how crazy it would be.
Every employee was scheduled and even then it wasn’t enough. The minute the doors opened for the event to start at seven o’clock, lines were wrapped around the building and I suddenly forgot how distant Trevor and I had been. I looked at him and he laughed, stunned that we were experiencing that rush.
I put on my apron and played waitress, bartender, and even helped out in the kitchen. Whenever orders were up, I was sure to help them out by taking the orders to the various customers. We were collecting money, like we were holding a telethon. I even had several people stop me to tell me what a great place we had. I didn’t bother telling them that I wasn’t a part of Mercury Wild’s success, I just smiled and thanked them.
When I was clearing off one of the tables, I had another gentleman stop me. “This place is great. Where do I sign up to become a member? I have some money stashed away that would be perfect for this place.”
I smiled. “Thank you so much! You can go to the hostess stand and she’ll be glad to assist you.” I pointed him out to the woman and I felt pretty good about everything going the way it was.
After I walked back to the bar and tossed the rag into a bucket, I spotted Trevor. “This is amazing, Jasmine. I just had three more people ask about memberships. I think I should do this once a year. It’s a great place to drum up business.”
I smiled. “I’m glad it’s working out.”
He nodded and took off. I followed him through the bar as he went to table after table, welcoming new and old customers. I wish things were easier between us, but after I pulled away during the kiss, I didn’t suspect anything like that to happen again.
I went back to the bar and made my way to a few of the private rooms, checking on guests and making sure they didn’t need any more drinks, then wandered around the place and just thought about the past few weeks. It was my first job and proved to be one of the best experiences I could have ever hoped for.
I saw a few people waving down waitresses, so I hurried to their table.
“May I help you?” I asked.
“Can I get another beer?” The man asked. “In fact, let’s make another round of free beers all around for the customers. My treat.” He handed me his credit card and I gawked at him.
“That’s very generous. Thank you so much!”
I couldn’t wait to tell Trevor. With his credit card in hand, I hurried through the bar, finding Trevor at a table. I had seen the men before and Trevor had often talked to them, so figured that was his friends. He looked up when I approached him. I looked down at the credit card to read the man’s name. “Trevor…Mr. Grayson just offered to buy beers for everyone in the club.”
“Really? That’s great!” Trevor said. For a moment it looked like he wanted to hug me, but kept back. “I’ll get everyone to help me out with tallying up the orders,” I said. I then smiled at the table he was standing next to and hurried off. My heart was still caught every time I saw him. I would have to figure out a cure for that.
I was just reaching the bar, when I spotted Sydney, Mary, and a few other women that I wasn’t quite familiar with.
“This is a great event you have going on, girl,” Sydney said. “I’m so proud of you.”
I blushed and turned around to find that Trevor’s eyes were directed my way. I quickly looked away.
“Thanks! It’s going a lot better than I think anyone expected.” I heaved a sigh. “I have work to do. Enjoy the rest of it!” I smiled and went to grab all the bodies I could find to start taking a list of the beers we needed to pass around. There wasn’t a moment to lose.
12
Trevor
She was moving around so gracefully. It was like she had been doing this job forever. I couldn’t stop watching her and that meant my table of friends giving me a hard time. “Hm…Marcus…did you ever look at your beer belly consultant, like Trevor’s looking at his?”
Marcus laughed. “If my beer belly consultant looked half as good in jeans as she does, then maybe I would have.”
The table erupted in laughter, as I turned back around. “Dry up!” I mumbled.
Daxter laughed. “I have to admit that I didn’t know what to expect when everyone told me about the new woman in your life, but she definitely could fit the bill.”
I looked back at Daxter and he was grinning from ear to ear. I had to stop myself from hitting him. “You don’t know what you’re saying or rambling about. She’s an employee. That’s all.”
“Oh sure!” The others said.
I rolled my eyes and shot them each a long and agonizing look. “Enjoy the rest of your night, gentleman.” I arched an eyebrow at them and then walked away.
The fact was that I actually enjoyed them teasing me about her, but then it reminded me that in no way was anything going to happen between us. She had made herself perfectly clear.
I went about the rest of the night, helping out as I could and the hours just seemed to fly by. Before I knew it, the tables had started emptying and people had started leaving. I stood at the door and thanked them as they left, one by one, filtering out of the club.
When the last one had left the building, I locked the door and went back in. I spotted Jasmine wiping down a table and I watched her for a few minutes, unbeknownst to her. Several other employees were working away and it was bound to be a late night. So, we all rolled up our sleeves and cleaned up the areas, putting chairs up as each table was done.
An hour later, we had the place back into pr
ime condition. I shot a look at Jasmine and she was pulling her hair out of her ponytail holder. She fluffed her hair and I was enamored by her looks. She looked at me and I saw a passion in her eyes that had me aroused and rearing to go.
“I’m gonna grab my purse. I can get out of here.”
“Don’t you want to see what the earnings were?” I asked. “Sam and Brayton are tallying it up.”
She smiled. “Alright! I’ll just get my purse anyway.”
I nodded and watched her head to the backroom and disappear.
“I’m heading out,” a couple of employees said, leaving just Sam, Brayton, Jasmine, and myself left behind.
“Okay! Thanks for the great teamwork tonight. You all were amazing.”
They nodded and headed through the back door, both looking equally tired. Jasmine came out of the backroom and I moved closer to her, needing to say something, before she walked out my door and my life forever.
“Whatever happens with the total, I just want you to know that you have changed this club for the better. I know that and I will give you a glowing recommendation to your boss.”
She smiled and even snickered slightly. “Well, I’m sure Monday I’ll be back doing secretarial work anyway.”
I frowned. “What do you mean?”
She looked at me, before revealing her secret.
“You were my first client. I typically am just an assistant at the office. I had been begging for something else to do and it wasn’t until you called, that I was given the opportunity.”
I really couldn’t believe what she was saying.
I would have never guessed that this was her first real job with the consulting firm.
“There was no one else, so you were left with the rookie.”
“Wow!” I muttered. “Jasmine, I had no idea. You seemed perfect for this job and I guess all I can say is lucky me.”
She smiled and we had our first real moment since the kiss the prior week. I wanted to kiss her again, but I held back, being conservative and not rushing anything.
“So, we have the results,” Brayton said. They came up to us and without saying a word, they put a piece of paper in front of us. There was a figure on the paper and I just stared at it. I looked at Jasmine, she looked at me, and we were at a loss. The figure was nearly four times the amount I would take in one week, let alone one day.
Brayton and Sam laughed.
“Yeah…our thoughts exactly. We’re out of here,” Sam said.
I nodded, barely able to speak, and heard the back door swing open and closed.
“Oh my gosh,” I said.
Jasmine laughed. “You can say that again.”
“Oh. My. Gosh!” Then without thinking, I picked her up in my arms and twirled her around. She laughed and I lowered her to the floor. Our eyes remained locked, as the laughing died down and she opened her mouth, but I had to keep the momentum going, so I closed in on her and latched my lips against hers. I kissed her, releasing a groan that I had been dying to let loose.
“Trevor…” she whispered, trying to pull back.
I held her close and stared deep into her eyes.
“You want this. I know you do. What are you afraid of?”
My head rested against hers, but her breathing was unsteady, raspy.
“Everything!” she whispered.
I wanted to comfort her and show her that everything would be alright if she just trusted me.
“Well, don’t be,” I said. “I’m not going to let you down.”
I lifted her into my arms and placed her ass on the bar, then went back in for a kiss. This time she didn’t pull back and there was no sign of ever stopping.
13
Jasmine
I thought about pulling back from him, but then he started undressing me with ease and it was as if someone else took over my body. I pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the side, then started to undo his jeans. With each thrust of his tongue, I had leverage and was able to get his clothes off of him. I kicked off my shoes, right before my own jeans fell to the floor and then I was left with only my bra and panties on.
I grabbed onto his boxers and yanked them down, then he removed them. I then scooted myself backward and pulled him with me, until I was lying down on the bar counter and he got on top of me. He hovered above me and looked over my body, making me overly sensitized to the way my body was craving him. He then looked at me and lowered himself down to kiss me. I felt his cock alongside my leg and I arched my back. I was anxious for him, even desperate for him. While we kissed, he wrapped his hands behind me and undid the clasp of my bra, then I wiggled out of it.
My pussy was wet. Never before had it begged for my attention as it did in that moment. I grabbed onto my panties and pulled them down, then kicked out of them, so my juices would be free to flow. His lips left mine and he started kissing my neck and that was when the daunting realization hit me.
This was new territory for me. I never had sex before and didn’t even know what I was doing. Yet, I was in many ways just longing for the connection. I had to be honest with him and myself. I arched my back, moaning as his lips touched and massaged my neck, then dipped down to my shoulder.
“I’ve never done this before,” I whispered.
He softly nibbled on my shoulder, before pulling back and looking me in the eyes.
“You mean...” His words trailed off and I nodded.
“I’ll be gentle,” he calmly replied.
I nodded eagerly, because there was no way I wanted him to stop.
He brought his lips back down to mine and tenderly kissed me as the moistness of my crotch remained. I moaned against his mouth, as I wrapped my arms around his neck and then my leg around his waist.
He kissed me deeply and with more passion than before, perhaps because he now knew how much this meant if I was willing to give up my virginity for him. He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth, while he ran his hands all over my body. He deepened the kiss, kissing me hard and hungrily.
When he pulled his lips from mine, I felt vacated, breathlessly gasping for my last air, but he then trailed kisses down my body, which only ignited the internal flames inside of me. He reached my feminine pouch and breathed softly against my wet curls. I shivered, then stared up at the ceiling, anticipating his entrance. He reached out and touched the skin of my pussy, causing me buck my hips up and meet his fingers.
I tried to remember about all those erotica books I read and mimic the way the women would react, but my brain was mush. I spread my legs wider and just waited. He touched my clit with his fingers and I sighed. “Oh God yes,” I moaned.
His fingertip touched my clit and he slowly and methodically rubbed my hard nub. I groaned, feeling my lower lip quivering. He slightly pinched my clit between two fingers, nearly sending me off of the counter. His lips dipped down and he started kissing the curvature of my breasts, while he dipped a finger further into my pussy, slowly moving around my opening.
“Damn you’re tight,” he moaned. As if it was news to anyone.
I focused on the way his fingers moved around my insides, until another finger joined it. My groans grew louder, as he started sucking on my breasts, working his mouth on my breasts, the way his fingers worked in my vaginal opening. I whimpered when he plunged his two fingers deeper into me, bringing my hands up and digging my nails into his skin.
A third finger joined in and my opening started to get wider. I could feel my stomach tightening and the walls of my pussy clamped down on his fingers, holding him inside, while I pumped harder and harder against his thrusts.
“Oh God…oh God…ugh…oh God…” I moaned, thrashing my hips harder and harder against him, so that he was forced to clench my waist to keep me in place. His tongue relentlessly licked my nipples, flicking them between his teeth, before he moved down and kissed my stomach, which intensified the orgasm that was moments from washing over me.
My raspy breathing sent me grinding and moaning as I let out a scream and th
en my juices gushed out of me. He slipped his fingers out of my opening and quickly replaced them with his tongue. As I let moan after moan out, he sucked my pussy dry, enthusiastically scraping his tongue around my inner walls, graciously removing the cum that was dripping out of me. I crashed down on the counter and got my mouth hanging open, gasping for air as he slithered out of my opening, then ran his hands up my body, ever-so-lightly caressing my skin.
His lips landed on mine and I could feel that his erection had grown in size. I would give it time, but I was eager to have it inside of me, fucking my virginity away and giving my body all the attention I needed.
His cock was poised at my entrance and as his tongue plunged between my lips for a deep kiss, he slowly pulled back and looked deep into my eyes.
“You are so beautiful,” he lovingly said.
I sighed, relishing in his romantic words. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him partially inside of me. His eyes lit up as he moved down and softly nibbled on my chin and then my lips. He pulled back out of me, making it not an easy task to keep him in there.
“Trevor…” I gasped. “I need you inside of me,” I begged. “Please!”
I saw the cute little smirk on his lips as his cock slowly moved back in, this time diving in deeper than before. His tongue thrashed back against mine as he pulled back again. I cringed, grabbing onto him and silently begging him to stop torturing me like that.
“Dammit,” I whimpered. “Just fuck me already,” I moaned between his tongue moving in and out of my mouth.
For the first time I didn’t anticipate things being so easy for me to voice my opinion, but Trevor seemed to make it effortless. “Say it again, Baby,” he growled as he flicked his tongue harder against mine.
“Ugh!” I gasped, releasing another groan. I arched my back, parting from his lips. I felt his dick at my opening and I wanted to have him inside me with so much emotional fire that I couldn’t take it. My pussy was throbbing. His cock was expanding and if he didn’t enter me now, then he would surely explode. I clenched my teeth, feeling exhausted as my body was trembling beneath him.
