by H. M. Montes
“Jasper you need to stop!” she whisper yelled.
I spun around, “She’s fucking faking it because that idiot doesn’t know what she wants!” I angrily pointed down the hall.
“I know she was faking it, you know she was faking it but you can’t just barge in on a session!” She said and grabbed me by the front of my suit jacket and yanked me into her office. “What would barging in there accomplish?!” she practically yelled.
Without even thinking I ripped my blindfold off and looked at her, she gasped, “You idiot!”
“God you’re ugly!” I said trying not to laugh. Actually she was beautiful, with long copper colored hair, the very second she ripped her blindfold off her eyes were full of anger, but they were a dark green, and at the moment I think there might have been a little red shooting through them.
“Excuse me?!” She wrinkled her nose up. “Gross! Why do you even bother leaving your house?” She couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped her. “You’re kinda cute.”
“And you’re a lesbian remember?”
She rolled her eyes, “I said you’re hot, not that I wanted to fuck you!”
“Hot or cute?”
“Shut up…you’ve got more important things to worry about than if I think you’re hot or cute. What was that back there? You were going to go in the box and stop the session weren’t you?”
I ran my hand through my hair, “Fuck yes, that was…she…he…”
“Spit it out.” She rolled her hand.
“She had to fake it!” I shouted.
Peaches rolled her eyes at me again, “Well duh, so her and Sky aren’t compatible, let them get through this week maybe her and Vinny will get it on better.”
My eyes got big and my anger boiled inside me, “I can’t watch her with ANOTHER guy, for fucks sake. Fire her!”
She shook her head but never took her eyes off of me, “If I fire her, you’ll never see her again. Don’t forget she’s still waiting to get into college, this job is only temporary.”
I cupped the back of my neck and looked up at the ceiling, “How the fuck did this even happen, my ex ruined me. The only woman I’ve fucked more than once is the god damn flight attendant that I fired.”
Peaches laughed, “Oh god, I thought that was just a rumor!”
I glared at her, “I don’t even want to know what that woman is saying.” I heard Embers dressing room door shut, I looked back at Peaches pointed at her, “You’re not seeing this.” I grabbed my blind fold off the desk. With my hand on the door Peaches said;
“You better figure out how you’re not going to get that wet, or shut the light off.”
I stopped before I opened the door, “Tell me to stop…”
From behind me she told me, “You can’t stop THIS Jasper.”
“Spencer, my name is Spencer. If I go in there am I going to making a huge mistake?”
“You won’t know unless you do, and mine is Patricia.”
I nodded my head then put my blindfold on, Embers door was the next door down I pushed down on the handle and shook my head that she hadn’t bothered to lock it. I put my ear next to the door and listened, music was coming from the bathroom so I slowly pushed the door open and peeked around it. The bathroom door was closed, and the shower was on so I slipped quietly into the room and made sure I locked the door behind me. I quickly walked across the spacious room and listened with my ear against the door, a song by Rihanna was playing and grew louder. I could tell by the sound of the water hitting that she was standing under the large shower head without the other ones turned on. I twisted the doorknob, and shook my head again that she hadn’t locked it. I slipped my hand through the small crack where the door was open and shut the lights off. Before she had a chance to get out and see what was going on I stepped into the bathroom and locked that door behind me as well.
I stripped out of my suit in record time, once my eyes had adjusted enough for me to see enough for me to make my way to the shower. The door clicked to the magnet as it shut behind me, I could faintly see the outline of her body so I reached out and touched her, then wrapped my arm around her waist and pushed her against the wall. She screamed so I covered her mouth with mine, the kiss was what I needed. I needed her breath to breathe my next breath, our hearts were both beating hard and fast against each other. Then she whispered my name, I wrapped her legs around my waist locking her ankles behind my back. This was what I needed too, her skin against mine, her warmth surrounding me, her lips against my ear whispering and moaning as we came together and let our bodies meet with need for each other. She was worried that we would get in trouble, I wanted to tell her so bad that I was the boss but I didn’t.
Then…Peaches knocked on the door, tomorrow I was going to make her wish she hadn’t bothered to interrupt me.
Adele was singing, “When I lay with you I could stay there, Close my eyes feel you here forever, You and me together, nothing is better. ‘Cause there’s a side to you that I never knew never knew.” I could feel Ember trembling as her orgasm grew closer so I increased my pace and cum buried deep inside of her warmth. I continued to pump as my cock shot ribbons of cum inside of her, her pussy walls clamped down on my cock and pulsated when she climaxed around me. The words left my mouth before I could stop them, and I claimed her, I told her she was mine.
When she told me to get out, it felt like I had been punched in the gut. She told me again so I rinsed off and got out of the shower walked over to where I could see my pile of clothes blocking the door, grabbed a blindfold off the counter and walked out of the bathroom. I slipped my boxers on then left the room and went to my office. Instead of going home I went to the bedroom attached to my office and went to bed. I laid there staring at the ceiling, I was pissed at myself for saying what I said, “You should have added to it and dragged her to your bed by her hair you asshole.” I said to myself. Before I fell asleep I booked a flight to California to go see mom, visit Stan, and vacation at my beach house for two weeks. I sent Peaches a message and told her that I was staying at the office but would be leaving for Cali before she arrived the following day.
I grabbed my other cell phone with Embers work phone programed in it and sent her a text;
*I’m sorry.*
Ember still had another show to do, I forced myself to stay in the room and not go stop her from doing her job.
The following morning I was up and dressed by seven o’clock, Kevin was waiting outside the back door. On the drive to the airport I kept checking to see if Ember had replied to my message but she hadn’t. I sent Stan a message to let him know that I was going to be there today and that I would be staying for a couple of weeks.
My phone rang just as I was getting settled into my seat of my private jet, Peaches was calling.
“Yeah?” I answered.
“Seriously do you have any phone manners at all?”
I laughed, “What’s up?”
“Are you and Ember going away together for two weeks or something?”
“No why?”
“Well, you approved her for two weeks off, technically one week because her mandatory week off starts Friday.”
“I did?”
“Do you even pay attention when you go through time off requests?”
“Obviously not. Do you have a replacement you can call? Why the hell is she taking the other week off?”
“I have a lady I can call, her form says she has family coming to town.”
“Well we can’t tell her that she can’t have them off, so call whoever you need to fill her position.”
“How did things go last night?” she asked.
“You should be lucky I don’t fire you, I hate being interrupted during an important conversation.”
She laughed, “Hey, it was a chance for you to think about what you were doing! So…what happened?”
I shook my head, “You were supposed to stop me BEFORE I went in there. I’ve gotta go, keep me updated on how everything is going at the club. O
h tell her she needs to lock her god damn door, I don’t want to be able to just walk in there again.”
“I hate when you do that! Gahh!” She said and hung up on ME before I could hang up on her.
A young guy walked up to me, “I’m Quinton and I’ll be your flight attendant.” I shook his outstretched hand.
“Okay, I’m guessing they told you why the last one was fired?”
“Yep, no worries, I’m gay but you’re not my type.” He shrugged a shoulder.
The flight went by with no problems, Quinton and I made conversation about his career in art. He showed me numerous paintings on his cell phone, I made a note to buy everything he had so that they could be displayed in the lobby of the club and some I wanted for my house.
There was a driver waiting for me when we landed, I wanted to go to the beach house and get things in order there before I went and visited mom.
I called dad on the drive from the airport to the house,
“Hello dear son!” he answered.
“Hey, where are you at now?”
“Paris! Where are you at?” He asked.
I shook my head, ever since he had started dating this younger woman he was traveling the world, his medical supply business had made him a fortune, obviously he was spending it on her.
“Just got to L.A., I’m going to spend a couple of weeks here. Oversee a business project and visit mom.”
The line was quiet he said something to whoever was with him, “Why the hell are you going to see her?” he asked
“She’s in rehab, I told her I’d come see her it’s just a surprise.”
“You’re wasting your time. What’s the business project? Anything I can help with?”
“Converting a club to one like mine.”
“Do they have all of the medical staff and equipment needed or do I need to ship some?”
“I’ll let you know when I find out.”
We talked a bit longer, he asked how Derrick was doing and told me he planned to visit the both of us the weekend of my birthday. “As long as your mother isn’t there everybody will get along fine.” He said and chuckled.
“She’ll still be in rehab, I’ll call you after I visit the club and let you know what they need. Sound good?”
“Yep works for me. Take care, see if you can find yourself a good woman while you’re on vacation too.”
“Right. I’ll talk to you later.”
We hung up, I checked my other phone and still had no reply from Ember so I sent her another text.
J: Ignoring me isn’t going to fix anything. It’ll just piss me off more.
Lexi
****
Jasper left my room, he left me in the shower surrounded by darkness. I slid down the wall of the shower and sat down. I cried, I was crying over a man that I knew absolutely nothing about, I didn’t even know who Jasper really was.
I finished the last session with Sky, the entire time all I could hear was that song by Adele playing over and over in my mind. I felt his lips on my neck, his hands on my breasts, his deep strokes in and out of me…it wasn’t Sky that was bringing me pleasure it was the thoughts of Jasper that brought me to my climax and it was Jasper that I was thinking about when Sky’s cum covered my stomach. I opened my eyes and watched as Sky cleaned himself off then handed me a damp towel before he put his boxers on and left the room. I quickly wiped off and hurried out of the room and to my private room. I showered in record time, I needed to talk to Destiney so I sent her text as soon as I got in the car and told her she needed to get some coffee.
D: Utoh, that bad again?
L: long story.
D: I’ll one up the coffee and uncork a bottle of champagne!
L: GOOD!
When I checked my work phone there was a simple two word text from Jasper, *I’m sorry*.
Destiney was sitting on the couch with a bottle of red wine in an ice bucket and some cheese breadsticks on a tray. I walked in the door threw my stuff down and dragged my feet over to where she was sitting.
“God Lexi what’s the matter?” she stood up and hugged me. I started crying and sat down when she did. “Tell me what’s got you all upset.”
I wiped the tears and poured us each a glass of wine, blew out a breath, and told her in detail about everything that had happened.
“He CLAIMED you? Like, said, “You’re mine?”
I nodded my head as I poured myself another glass of wine. “I don’t get it, we can’t actually have feelings for each other right? I mean if anything it’s all lust, infatuation…?”
“Well, (she took a big drink) let’s try to sort out your feelings for him. Obviously you two met under some really strange circumstances and sex is the biggest key factor between you two. You’ve had sex with Sky and said you didn’t feel the chemistry there that you do when you have sex with Jasper right?”
I shook my head ‘no’ and wrinkled my nose up, “Not at all.”
“Okay, I’m still waiting on the details from your sheet time with Derrick, but before you start telling me. Did you feel the chemistry with him that you do with Jasper?”
I slowly shook my head ‘no’ again, “That’s what is so confusing to me, the first night that we messed around it was like I couldn’t wait for Derrick and me to have sex. He did everything right, made me orgasm and everything but…when we finally had sex it felt like we were just doing it because we could.”
“Was he bad or were you comparing him to Jasper?” she asked.
“That’s the thing!” I threw my hands in the air then slapped them down on my knees, “I think about Jasper all the time! Tonight at my second session I was thinking about him the entire time, not Sky, Jasper! Gahhh this is so stupid…stupid…stupid…maybe we should call Dr. Phil?”
She shook her head and laughed, “Don’t you have two weeks off after this week is over?”
“Yes, thank god! Except Carter is coming to town, he knows nothing is going to happen between us though. I feel like I’m leading Derrick on, I feel like I’m losing my ever living fucking mind if you really want to know. Carol and Harold are coming to town too, they’re going to know something is bothering me. I can’t tell them how I met Jasper. Can you imagine that conversation?... ‘I met this guy that I get paid to have sex with while people watch us, he’s super good in the sack. He’s got a huge dick. That’s all I can really tell you about him, oh and he goes by the name Jasper because we can’t tell each other who we are. I can’t tell you exactly what he looks like because we wear the blindfolds that turning everything 3D and make weird swirly colors to throw your sense of vision off.’ “THAT’S a conversation everybody needs to have.” I finished and downed the half of glass of wine then quickly filled my glass again leaving just enough in the bottle for Destiney to refill her glass.
“Settle down, everything is going to work out in the end. My honest opinion is, it’s not lust. If he was the mid fifty’s and balding would you still have these kind of feelings for him if he made you feel the way Jasper does?”
I made a gagging sound then looked at her, she was waiting for me to answer. “Probably how crazy is that?”
We sat there in silence for a few minutes before she spoke again, “You’ll have two weeks off soon, take that time to just relax, have fun, and try not to think about Jasper.”
I laughed, “Sure like that’s easier said than done. I think I’ll just tell myself that he’s married, has two point five kids, and drives a green minivan with the little stick figures on the back window.”
Destiney busted out in laughter, “That’s one hell of a way to try and forget about a guy, that’s for sure.”
“I want to get a couple of tattoos.” I told her.
“Wow, wine makes you totally random!” she replied.
I took my phone out and showed her the infinity symbol that had the words family and love together. “I want the family one on one wrist and the love one on the other. This big water color dandelion with the little seeds blowing in
the wind I want on my ankle.”
“Those are beautiful. I’ll go with you if you want me to, if I can get away from the office for a weekend I should say.”
“One of the ladies at the cosmetology school gave me the name of the guy that did hers. She has full sleeves and they look awesome. I’ll call tomorrow and see if they can get me in next week some time, if I don’t do it soon I’ll chicken out.”
We both yawned at the same time, Destiney put the wine bottle up to her eye and looked down inside of it. “Yep, it’s bedtime, you drank the whole thing.”
“You helped, but I’m sure my head is going to hurt worse than yours tomorrow. The bad thing is, I’m just as confused as when I came home.”
She stood from the couch and held her hand out to me, “Just take it one day at a time, when you have your two weeks off, don’t go to the warehouse and don’t answer any calls from them or him.”
“That reminds me, he sent me a text that said he was sorry.” I showed her the text.
She squinted one eye at the bright screen, “What’s he sorry for?”
“I have no idea, but I’m just going to ignore it.” I told her.
“That’s what I would do, don’t be drunk texting him either.” She winked at me, yawned again then told me she was going to bed. We hugged then each went our own way to our rooms. I didn’t even bother pulling the covers down, I flopped face first onto my bed and passed out.
The next morning I woke up when my alarm clock blaring like it was a foghorn sounding off next to my ear. I sat up in bed and groaned when my headache hit me, I thought about calling in to school but figured it would be better if I didn’t. Today would be an easy day with just reading material and tests. I showered put on some blue jeans, ballet flats, put an off the shoulder grey t-shirt on, and pulled my still wet hair into a ponytail. As I was exiting the elevator and walking across the lobby my work cell phone chimed. The driver Joe was waiting for me when I walked out of the building, I got in the backseat before he even had a chance to say anything.
