Tom looks at Joseph and me again and shakes his head, “I just can’t believe it. A deal. Let’s spit on it,” he says as he spits in his hand to shake on the deal.
“Over to you Joseph,” I say as I put my hands in my pockets. Yuck!
The deal is done, and I can’t wait to show Shona, she will be thrilled. The only thing is, the upstairs. That was the original idea for the club, but after seeing down here, we need a good diversion above us.
We head back up the stairs and Tom places his hand on Joseph’s shoulder, “It’s a pleasure doing business with you Beau,” he says.
“I am Joseph, Beau is behind you,” Joseph points out.
“God damn, I thought I was getting the hang of it,” Tom says as he shakes his head, “my eyes must be worse than I thought.” He closes the secret wall.
“We will get the papers drawn up, and we will back tomorrow,” I say to Tom.
“Just send one of you, it will make it easier, and save me any confusion about who I’m talking to,” Tom says with a smile and a laugh.
We climb in the limo and head away from the Docklands. I turn to Joseph, “I need you to do something for me,” I say.
“Shoot, whatever you want, Beau,” he replies as he pours two glasses of whiskey from the car’s bar.
“I need you to speak to Tina. Cally needs to be freed from her contract like Shona was,” I explain.
“No problem, I will do it later, I have nothing else to do this evening, just another quiet Monday night,” Joseph says.
“Where you off to, anywhere great?” Joseph asks.
I explain about the night that Shona was attacked in the alley, and how Conor from the Irish bar stepped up to the plate and saved her ass.
“So, what do you have to see him for?” Joseph asks.
“Have you never heard of gratitude? I thought we had similar thoughts you and I?” I say laughing at Joseph.
“Only joking with ya, he sounds like a decent kid, god I hate how you look and think just like me sometimes!” Joseph replies.
“I am glad you think that way, there is a high chance he’s going to be working for you. I can’t change my looks though!” I reply.
“Come on, you know I don’t like strangers. I like to keep things in the family, if you know what I mean,” Joseph comments as he tops his glass up again.
“You need assistance, and I’m not getting involved. I have my business and Shona to think of,” I explain, “I’m not going to risk either. I love you brother, but this time, you have to do it alone. I know you understand,” I add.
“Just make sure he is solid, I don’t want any fucking risk,” Joseph says.
“Do you know the Irish? Jesus, their bond is tighter than any family bullshit, he will probably be closer to you than I am?” I reply with a laugh.
“I fucken hope so.”
“Don’t panic, when have I ever let you down? Ever since we were kids I looked out for you,” I say as I raise my glass.
Joseph raises his glass, “Yep, and as the gangsters say in the movies, you gotta respect the family,” he says as he raises his glass to his mouth to toast.
“So, the club later, where’s the cash?” Joseph asks.
“Just go to my house and let yourself in. It’s in the spare bedroom under the bed, there’s a carry case. Um, it has a million in it.”
“Can I have a party with the change?” he asks with a massive, wide smile.
“Knock yourself out, there are plenty of lookers at the club,” I say winking, “aren’t you being catholic this week?” I laugh.
“Nah, next week, probably. God lets me off sometimes you know bro. You got a change of clothes at your place? I stink from that traveling,” Joseph asks.
“I’m sure you can find something that will fit you, “I say with a huge laugh.
“Hysterical,” Joseph replies, “so where you off to this evening?” he adds.
“You forgot already? Back off the whiskey bro. We are going to sample some excellent Irish cuisine at that bar where Conor works. Shona doesn’t want to leave it too long in case he forgets who she is,” I reply.
“Who can forget Shona once she has been in your life?” Joseph comments, “look at the hold she has on you. Fuck she’s insatiable,” he adds.
“Well, I’m still the boss, and she knows it,” I reply.
“Ah, still up to your old spanking ways are we?” he asks.
“You know, a little slap and tickle never hurt anyone!” I portray a grin from behind my glass.
“I should have a go at this BDSM thing, it’s the only real thing that sets us apart,” Joseph says in a belly laugh.
“So… it sounds like it could be serious?” he asks me.
“I’m not getting any younger.”
“You and me both, from the cradle to the grave, that will be you and me,” Joseph says as he raises his glass again.
“To us!” I say as Joseph clinks my glass with his.
“To us!” he replies.
“Just be careful at the club tonight, after that commotion with Cally, I have no idea what will happen,” I explain. “Mondays I had Shona exclusively,” I add.
“It will be fine, they all know me at the club. It’s funny, that’s why I’ve never seen you. Because if you only went on Mondays, that was the one night I never went.”
“Well it would cause some uproar if we ventured there together, that’s for sure, did you say you were Beau?” I ask as I tell the driver to pull over.
“Yep. I love your name! Plus, as soon as I walked in they just called me Beau. You getting out here?” Joseph asks as if it’s okay to tell me what he just did.
“Yeah, it’s only a couple of minutes walk to Shona’s place, she can meet you another time,” I reply. “You dirty dog… using my name. Fuck Jo, really?”
“I never went with Shona. Just so you know.”
“Yes, I know. You’ve got a thing for Cally. You dirty dog.”
“Brothers are naughty… wow!”
Shona
“Love is always beautiful with my man.”
I can see Beau as he walks through the precinct, he looks fine and beautiful as always, a total hunk of a man. I was excited to see Conor again in the bar, he was just one of those people who you enjoy being with for no reason that you can put your finger on. Just a likable guy.
“My Shona standing out in the cold,” Beau says as he approaches me and gives me a warm hug.
Fuck, my nipples are hard, come here and warm me up hottie.
“So where have you been all day then,” I ask, “you got another woman tagging along?” I add.
“You are more than enough for me to handle, it could take a lifetime before I can get the better of you,” Beau says with a smile.
I link my arm through his, and we walk to the main street to hail a cab.
We jump in the cab and Beau quietly starts to explain about the new location for the club.
“The location is better than I expected and it has a secret. Yep you’ll be so surprised, but there is a snag, and maybe you’ll be able to come up with a solution,” Beau says as the cab arrives at the bar.
We open the door, and the Irish atmosphere hits us straight away, the music playing is traditional Irish folk and there are a couple of old guys sitting in the corner playing guitar and an Irish bodhran.
We walk up to the bar, and I can see Conor is on duty again. He closes the till and heads over to us.
“Good evening, and there it seems is a familiar face,” Conor says, “if it isn’t Miss Shona, and it looks like you have sorted one of your problems,” Conor says with a smile.
“Problem, what problem?” Beau asks.
“It’s nothing, just chit chat over a glass of whiskey that’s all,” I reply.
“So, what can I get you this evening?” Conor says.
“I will try a glass of the black stuff,” Beau says,” and white wine spritzer for the lady,” he adds.
Conor gets a large glass and tells us t
o get a table, the ‘black stuff’ can take a few minutes to pour properly.
We sit at the corner table, and Beau continues to explain about the location of the club. He tells me about the huge basement that is secret, and how it’s not on any drawings or government records. He also says we need something as a disguise for the upstairs part of the building.
“Beau, you are very smart, but it appears you just don’t understand what men want. Upstairs is simple… a spa,” I say, “but not just an ordinary spa, we need Turkish baths and all that. What can hide a hooker’s club better than that? With men and women coming and going all day, no one will be the wiser?” I explain.
“Shona, you are absolutely brilliant, you know that?” Beau says as he holds my hand.
Conor comes over with the drinks and places them on the table.
“Conor, when are you available? I need to speak to you in private,” I ask.
“I have a break in about an hour, and I regularly go to the food truck down the road and have a smoke and a coffee on the way back,” he says. “If you have food here, I can wait until you are finished, then you can see me then,” he adds.
“Brilliant!” I say.
Beau orders the food, and he fills me in on the final details of the new place.
“As I was saying, the basement has two exits, both are in separate buildings,” he continues on.
“How cool is that? I mean you can have the girls enter through one building and nobody will have a clue what’s going on inside,” I comment.
“I have started thinking like you now. I would never have thought of that before,” Beau says as he sips on his glass of ale, “Geez, this is thick but so tasty,” he adds.
“Just like you! What about Cally and the club? God, she is desperate to leave there now, she panics every night she goes in.”
“Joseph will speak to Tina tonight, I told him to get some money from home so he can settle her bill as well.”
I hope Tina doesn’t cause any shit with Cally. Tina hasn’t been the same lately. We aren’t close like we used to be.
It is great that Beau is helping Cally to leave the club, but there must be something in it for him. Maybe he is just perfect. Either way, it helps all of us, sand that’s great.
“Fuck me Beau, how much money do you have? Do you just keep a million laying around under the bed?” I say as Beau smiles, “oh god, it is under the bed, isn’t it?” I add.
“I have to keep spare cash here and there, you never know what will happen, or when a card game might come along,” he says.
“I’ll just remember to go to your house before I go shopping in future. I’m sure with that sort of cash lying around, you won’t miss a couple of stacks every now and again,” I giggle.
“Don’t you believe it, girly, I know where every damn cent is, that is why I am number fucking one in this town,” Beau says.
“Yes, you are… Dear!”
Just the thought of all that money laying under a bed. Wow… that’s a huge wad of cash, and I can just picture myself throwing it all up in the air like I’ve won the lottery. Fuck it would be cool and so much fun. I’ll make my own.
The only thing better than that is having Beau make mad passionate love to me while I roll around in the money. Ha! Yep, that would be so hot. Spending the cash knowing you had fucked on it with your boy. Now there’s a thought to make me horny.
“Shona,” Beau says as he snaps his fingers in front of me, “where you been, you were day dreaming,” he adds laughing.
“I was picturing you naked, rolling about in all that money,” I say with a sexy giggle to tease him.
“Well when we have finished here, you can try it if you want. I have more than one case of money at home!” Beau gives me his sexy grin.
Horny and sexy… mhm oh yes!
Conor gives us the wink that he’s about to go on his break, so we settle the bill and wait for him outside.
“First things first, thank you for taking care of Shona in the alley,” Beau says as he shakes Conor’s hand.
“Don’t mention it, you have a good woman there, kind Sir,” Conor replies.
“So, everyone keeps telling me,” Beau replies.
We walk with Conor toward the meal truck, and I begin to ask him about the job I want to offer him.
“Conor, the reason I wanted to speak to you is, well, would you like to come and work for me?” I ask.
“Really? Mmm, doing what?” he asks.
“Hah, ha, funny you should ask, my friend and I are starting a secret men’s club. A ladies of the night parlor and all that,” I explain.
“Ah, you mean some nice hookers?” he asks.
“Keep it quiet, it’s top notch and not your average sort of club,” I explain.
“Hmm, I suppose the pay is much better than what I am on now?” Conor says with a smile.
“Conor, I will personally make sure it is. And you will be earning so much that you’ll even be able to book one of the girls for an hour or two,” I say giggling.
“Bejesus, they might be some expensive women,” Conor says with a huge grin.
“The thing is, you have to keep mute about it. So, no bragging or stories to your friends, if you know what I mean?”
“Me? My mouth will remain well and truly pried shut, I promise ya,” Conor says finally. His mood is happy. Men are so… predictable!
“Great!”
“No problem, as far as anyone knows, I am just a barman in a club, and that’s the way it will stay,” Conor says.
“I’m glad you said ‘yes,’ I was so relieved when you helped me, and I just wanted to show my gratitude,” I say to Conor.
“Well little lady, I knew you were something special when you walked into the bar, and when you said your name was Shona. I knew something good was going to happen,” Conor explains.
“Why did you know that?” I ask. Beau and I look at each other.
“Well, I come from a long line of gypsies back in Ireland, and we get told stuff when we is kids you know. Yes, and in certain countries, the name Shona means ‘God is gracious,’ and there are not many women in the world who happen to have that name,” he explains. “So, you can say I am being superstitious or downright stupid, but I know you have good around you,” he adds.
“I take that as a compliment,” I say.
“Well Conor, I will let you get your dinner, and we will be in touch,” Beau says as he slips Conor a few hundred bucks for his time.
“So, what do you think of Conor then?” I ask Beau as we walk to the side of the street.
“I like him, he is gypsy blood, and they stick together like brothers,” he replies, “so where do you want to go now?” he adds.
I hold Beau's hands and look into his eyes, “Beau, I wanna go home and fuck in that case of money you have stashed!”
“Of course, yes you do… Dear!” he smiles with wanting eyes.
“Love is always beautiful with my man.”
Beau
“Nothing turns me on like my Monday girl.”
“We won’t be late I promise you, we have ages,” I say to Shona.
“You know I panic, I’m not in control like you,” Shona replies.
“Do you think this shirt suits me?” I ask Shona.
Shona walks close to me and grabs the collar, she kisses me on the cheek.
“It looks fucking horrible get it off,” she says as she starts to lift it up over my body.
I raise my arms and Shona pulls the shirt off and throws it across the bedroom.
“How long did you say we have before we need to go?” Shona asks.
“Ages, why?” I reply as I stand looking in my closet.
“Well I think you will look better with this on you, instead of that horrible shirt,” she calls out to me.
I step out of the closet and Shona stands with her foot and the stool at the end of the bed, her fingers pressed firmly against her pussy in a V shape as she bares her clitoris.
Fuck!
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br /> “So, you think you’ll look good in this?” she asks.
“It will fit me nice and tight,” I say as I fumble with my belt, “the problem is, you are taking the lead, and that is my job,” I reply as I step from my pants.
“Ooh, you are number one in this town hey?” Shona says as she blows a sexy kiss like Marilyn Monroe would.
“I am and don’t forget it, and I want your pussy,” I say as I pull myself free from my shorts.
“Go on then Master, do it your way!” Shona says with a cute school girl giggle.
“That’s exactly what I’m gonna do. Now, let me sit on that stool,” I add ordering Shona to move.
My cock is fully erect, and I want her to suck me hard.
“Kneel and shove your mouth around my cock,” I order.
Shona kneels between my legs and wraps her full lips around the head of my cock. Her hand strokes me slowly and she slides her head lower to the base of my shaft.
I grab fistfuls of her hair and force her head lower down on my cock. I can hear her gasp as my cock fills her mouth. She taps me on the thigh. It’s our signal that she needs a release. I respect the sign and lift her head from my cock.
“Holy Jesus, I’m sure your cock is getting bigger,” Shona says as she smiles at me.
Oh, perfect, full lips.
“Quiet! Now, get on the bed and look in the top drawer,” he orders.
Shona crawls up the bed and opens the drawer. There are two pairs of shackles that sit proudly on top of a Bible, how fucking ironic.
Joseph is funny sometimes.
I shackle Shona’s wrists to her ankles. She is unable to move apart from her head or being able to rock back and forth like a baby.
She lays on her back and her legs hold over her body. I kneel and rub my cock against her moist pussy. I sigh and her belly trembles as I push my giant cock inside her wanting pussy.
I grab her leg and roll her onto her side. Then she lays there trussed up and unable to move. God, her pussy is tight against my cock, and my hips begin to thrust as I drive myself deeper inside her.
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