“Well, it’s paying off. You must work real hard to get muscles like this.” She stroked my arm, up and down, up and down. It seemed she also knew what she was doing.
“Oh I do. I do.” I was sitting at the edge of the pool, my legs dangling in the cool water. She was in the pool, holding onto the ledge and giving me a fantastic view of her cleavage.
“You’re Sebastian, aren’t you?” Of course, it was obvious that she already knew the answer to this one. Everyone here knew who I was.
“That’s right. The one and only.”
She sighed, her bosom bobbing up and down in the water. It took all my might not to reach over and pull her bikini off for a full view of her breasts. The funny thing was that she would probably let me. But while I loved flirting with all the visitors, I preferred to keep my intimate moments a bit more private. It was easy to see that I’d be taking her back to my room later that evening. And it was just as easy to see that she would say yes. “Oh wow. I’ve heard so much about you. All my friends have told me how cute you are. But you’re even cuter in real life. I’m Susie, by the way.”
“Pleasure to meet you Susie. So tell me Susie the Cutie – what else have your friends been saying about me? Tell me everything. I hope they are good things.” I hoped they weren’t friends that I’d slept with. That had happened to me before and it was always a little bit awkward. On the plus side they generally tried to outdo their friends in bed which always made for a very interesting experience. But I had a sneaking suspicion that this little one wouldn’t need any help in making it interesting.
Susie was all giggles. “They just told me who you were. That you’re only 27 and you already run Sunrise Casino – one of your family’s casino’s - all by yourself. That you’re a billionaire and that you have two other brothers. But that you’re the best looking of them all. They only told me about the good things but that’s because I think there are only good things to tell.”
“Oh you flatter me. How about you then? Tell me a little bit about yourself.” I couldn’t care less about her, but I knew the protocol when it came to picking up women. Most of the time they really just wanted someone to listen to them talk about themselves. It worked like a charm each time. I saw her face light up. In her smile read ‘oh my goodness, he wants to talk about me.’
“Oh wow. Really? You want to know about me? Okay. Well, I’m Susie. But you know that. I’m 21 years old and I’m here on holiday with my family. My parents. They spend all their time in the casino which gives me plenty of time to lounge around in the pool and fill myself with cocktails. This pool is absolutely beautiful by the way.” She was certainly right about that. I had been the one that had the vision for the pool. When I first took over this casino it wasn’t nearly as big and luxurious as it was now. I had to convince my parents that in order to make money we had to spend money. Especially since we actually had the money to spend. They had agreed and allowed me to take over the renovation of the casino – making it the biggest and most lavish casino in the country. The pool ended up becoming one of the main features of the place – it wrapped around the entire casino and sparkled with a deep blue at any time of the day or night. It was my pride and joy, and probably the place I spent the most time at. It was no secret at all that I liked to party hard. And my parents didn’t mind at all. As long as I got my job done. And to be honest, I was doing a better job than even they were doing.
“You’re right Susie. This pool is wonderful. It is the best part of the hotel in my opinion and the best place to hang out. Especially when I get to meet someone like you. Now listen here, I have to go do a bit of work, unfortunately. But I like you Susie Cutie. I like you a whole lot. Would you like to come visit me say in about an hours’ time? In my apartment? It would be an absolute pleasure to have you all to myself. There are just far too many people around here for us to truly get to know one another.” I loved how her eyes widened at the pure mention of the words my apartment.
“Yes. I’d love that Sebastian. Please.” I could see that she regretted saying please at the end, but it had just slipped out of her eager little mouth. The very same mouth which I would be kissing in a few hours.
“Great. Just come right up. I’ll tell reception that I’m expecting you. I shall say Susie the Cutie is coming to see me, let her in.” She liked that.
“Okay, I’ll be there for sure. Which room must I come to?” I had no doubt that she would be there. This is not a deal a girl would turn down. Especially a girl like Susie.
“Why, the penthouse of course.”
“The penthouse?! Oh wow. That’s amazing. See you later Sebastian. Thank you.”
I got up and dried myself off, thankful that I was able to hold off my excitement in front of the girl for later. On the way out I spotted a few of my friends and I waved to them.
“Got yourself a hot date I see?” Martin shouted out, thankfully not loud enough for the girl to have heard.
“Better believe it.” I replied.
“Ah, what it would be to be like you.”
“Well, you don’t look like you’re doing too bad yourself.” It seemed as if just being associated to the Taylor name could get a guy many women. Martin was not the most attractive guy and yet here he was with beautiful girls hanging onto his every word.
He winked at me. It was his silent way of saying thank you.
Inside I went straight to one of the many customer computers in the foyer. It was just easier than going up to the penthouse and it was a great way of watching all the women go past. I’m always amazed at how confident some of the women are – walking right by me in bikinis that do very little to cover their bodies. I grinned as one of the girls ruffled my hair as she walked past.
My inbox was full. My parents had been begging me to hire someone to deal with my emails but I didn’t like the idea. I preferred being the only one at all times to know what was happening in the casino. Afterwards I was happy to delegate the work to others, but I always had to be the first to know. Also, I received quite a few dirty emails that I would prefer others not to see. The first email was from Tom, the Design Director who was helping me with a big new project. He wanted to meet up with me to discuss everything that was going on. He was never a big email person and so I quickly replied and set a date. The other meetings I ended up setting up were with the Food and Beverage Senior Director regarding my proposal for new food and drink options at the casino as well as the Manager of Planning and Analysis to discuss the possibility of expansion. I had big plans to make this hotel the biggest and most talked about casino in the world, and in order to do that I had to make sure that we grew exponentially in size and implemented state of the art furniture and concepts. I also wanted people from all over the world to visit us for our food and I had a few chefs on board all collaborating to make this happen. It was costing me a small fortune but I knew that the returns would be worth it. Halfway through one of my emails, a girl came to sit on my lap. I bounced her up and down and watched her breasts jiggle. I leaned forward and took a little nibble on each one and growled at her hungrily.
“Busy man.” She said, pointing to the email. I continued to type – it was important for her to see me as the business man that I was as well as the fun young man that I was too. I needed to be both. At all times. I didn’t create this business just to have money. I created it so that I could have fun and live my best life. There was nothing worse than seeing someone with a lot of money who didn’t use it to their advantage.
“Oh yes. I’m a very busy man. So much to do all the time. I wish this place could just run by itself so that I could spend more time with gorgeous girls like you but alas, someone has to do it. I am always busy making this place amazing.”
“It’s already amazing.” She said to me, looking up at me with big eyes.
“Well, it’s going to become even more so. But thank you for saying so. It’s always good to hear that I’m doing my job right. Sadly though, it’s time for me to kiss you goodbye. I’ve go
t to go, I have million meetings to prepare for. But I’ll definitely see you later.” I smacked her bottom and laughed as she ran off giggling. I made a mental note of what she looked like so that I would remember if I ran into her tonight. I was going to start getting into trouble if I didn’t pay more attention to all the girls that kept flirting with me. So far I had gotten away with it but I didn’t want to become that guy – even though I really am that guy. I turned off the computer and got up. I really did have a lot of meetings to attend to. But first, I needed to get back up to the penthouse. I had a hot date waiting for me.
Chapter 2 - Sebastian
Thankfully one of the cleaners had been in which meant that my apartment was immaculate. I couldn’t believe sometimes how much mess that I managed to make and I often wondered what the cleaners thought of me. But I paid them far too much for them to even think of complaining about it so it didn’t worry me too much. I looked around the apartment and smiled. This was my happy place. At first I had considered getting a house nearby but in the end it just made so much more sense to live at the casino. Also, the penthouse was almost as big as a house itself. And not only was it huge, but it also offered the most spectacular view of both the casino and the city. It was hard not to be impressed by it. Just then I heard a tentative knock on the door and I smiled. I knew that the girl was trying not to seem too eager. When I opened the door I saw Susie standing in front of me wearing a sweet little flowing dress that stopped just above her knees. I had already seen her in a bikini so I knew what to expect later and I smiled at the prospect.
“Susie the cutie. Come in. Champagne?”
“Oh, yes please. I love champagne.” She simply couldn’t hide her eagerness. I poured her a glass of champagne and gave her a tour of the penthouse. She oohed and aahed in every room. She seemed tipsy on the champagne already even though she’d only had a few sips.
“Oh Sebastian. You are so lucky to live here. What a beautiful place. It is like a dream place. Do you live here alone?”
“Oh you know I do.” I winked at her.
“I know,” she laughed, “but I’m just checking.”
“I’m glad you’re here though. It can get quite lonely here by myself. And yes, it is a dream place now that you’re here with me.”
She smiled. “I’ll be honest with you. Although I think it’s the champagne that’s giving me courage. I cannot believe that you asked me up here tonight. I could never have imagined that something like this would happen. Of course, I wanted it to happen – but I didn’t think it would. I cannot wait to tell my friends that you asked me to your room. YOU! Sebastian! I mean, the casino is filled with hundreds of gorgeous girls.”
“Yeah, but you’re the cutest.” She wasn’t. She was gorgeous but so were half the other girls. She was just easy. But I wasn’t about to tell her that.
The sex was good, but not great. As soon as we were done, I couldn’t think of anything except the easiest way to get her to leave.
“That was amazing. You’re amazing.” She said. I wanted to tell her that I agreed with her but of course, I couldn’t say that. Instead, I just kissed the top of her head and said, “And so are you my cutie.” She giggled with delight and then started to pull the covers over her. She looked just about ready to pass out. I didn’t want her to stay. That was certainly not part of my rules.
“Where are your parents?” I asked.
“Oh they’re still at the casino. Probably losing more money than they’re winning. As it goes. Who knows – they’re always doing their own thing anyway. We’re not really a family, even though they like to pretend that we are.” I knew all about what she was saying. I could definitely relate to that. I felt a pang of guilt for wanting to get her out of my room but I tried to brush it aside.
“But won’t they worry where you are? Sometimes parents act like they don’t worry but they do.”
“Nah, not my parents. They don’t worry about me at all. I am supposed to meet them for drinks later but I don’t think it would make a difference whether I’m there or not.” Again she looked like she was making herself comfortable on the bed.
“I’m sorry to hear that. But if it’s any consolation it was an absolute pleasure having you here with me tonight. How long are you staying at the casino for?”
“We leave tomorrow. Will I see you again?”
“Of course. Here’s my card. Pop me an email at any time. Susie the Cutie. I won’t forget you.” But of course, I would forget her. Just as I had forgotten all the others. I wasn’t here for a serious relationship and I’m sure deep down she realized that. “But listen, I’m so sorry to do this to you, but I have a few meetings to get to today and I can’t be late. I don’t mean to push you out, especially since we had so much fun together, but work is work.” I kissed her again quickly so that she wouldn’t be angry at me. Of course, it worked like a charm, like I knew it would.
“I can wait here for you. This bed is so comfortable and I really don’t mind.”
I inwardly groaned. Her eagerness was suddenly not so cute anymore. “Lovely idea, but I have work to do and you’ll be too much of a distraction.”
She giggled. “Okay. I’ll go. But I’ll definitely see you again?”
“Of course! You know where to find me, and you have my email address. I’m sorry about tonight. Tonight is a busy one for me. But having you here definitely made it all a lot better.”
She blushed. “So, you’ll think of me during your meetings tonight?”
I handed her the little flowing dress to put back on as a hint that she now had to go. But I did it with a smile. “Of course I will.”
But, of course, I wouldn’t.
Chapter 3 - Jane
Breakups must’ve been a lot easier before social media, I thought while scrolling through my Instagram account. Back then, if you broke up with someone you probably didn’t hear from them again, unless you so happened to bump into them. Even better, you could move to another city and never have to worry about that either. But now, everything was thrown in your face. And even if you weren’t following that person’s account online you know that someone, somewhere, would somehow like or comment on a photo and it would make its way back to you. Because that’s just how social media worked. It was constantly in your face – every day and every night.
It didn’t help that I was in the social media business too which made me feel as if there was no escaping it. Not that I’d tried very hard though. I had not even tried to unfollow Justin. Instead I had done the complete opposite and become completely obsessed with following his accounts. I switched from Instagram to Facebook to Twitter – back and forth, back and forth – until I cried out in frustration and then did it all again. I don’t know why I was torturing myself.
* * *
Justin wasn’t even trying to hide anything from me which felt like a complete slap in the face. It seemed as if he had no trouble hiding things from me in the past – but now that I had discovered that he was a lying cheating scumbag, well now he just laid it all out for everyone to see. The photos were nauseating. Each one showing him with his arm wrapped around Amy – posing in front of their new house and doing things that made me want to gag. Here we are in our new house. I’m trying to get the garden to look as pretty as Amy. But I don’t think anything could be as pretty as her – read the caption at the bottom of a photo in which Justin was mowing the lawn while Amy was pretending to be a flower in the grass. You’re such a cute couple. Awww, how lovely. Amy is gorgeous. So happy for you Justin – words written by people that I thought had been my friend. There was only one that made me smile. A message by Danielle, my roommate and new best friend. It read: Soon, you’ll get bored of that flower and she’ll become a weed to you. Enjoy your sad and pathetic new life you idiot. I liked that one. I took a screenshot of it and saved it to my favorites.
I wondered if I’d ever be able to trust someone again. After all, I had put all my faith in Justin and he had thrown that faith onto the ground and
squished it flat with his giant feet. There is no truth to that myth, by the way. All the while he was laughing in my face. That’s what it felt like at least. Quite possibly the most frustrating thing was that I had given four years of my life to that man. Four years that felt like a waste of time. Four years that now felt like a complete and utter joke. Justin and I had been friends before we had been anything else – which is supposedly the most important basis for a relationship to last. Seems they were wrong about that. I had made a mental note to stop reading advice columns on relationships after that. A cheater will always be a cheater no matter how right you do everything else. Back then we had been an awesome group of five, walking through high school together in a cloud of happy bliss. It was myself, Justin, Amy, Danielle and Timothy. The five of us had been locked out of Geology one day for all being late. The teacher was a big burly man with strict rules and told us all that under no circumstances would we be allowed in the class if we were anything over four minutes late. And boy did he watch that clock to make sure. When we arrived six minutes past the time he told us that we’d just have to wait outside. As it turned out, this was a blessing in disguise for us. Not only did we all hate Geology but the five of us became instant friends from that day and we were inseparable. Myself and Justin were the quiet confident ones with a very similar sense of humor – a little dry, a little sarcastic, a little bit misunderstood by others. Amy was the sweet, caring and bubbly one who always made sure that the group stayed together. Danielle was the outgoing one – always loud, always sassy, and always making us laugh. And Timothy was the quiet one, the intellect out of the bunch of misfits. Together we worked well and our differences were what kept us together. When Timothy moved to Canada in the last year it felt as if the group was going to fall apart but Amy kept us all together and we managed to stay in touch with Timothy despite the distance. It might sound naïve now but at the time I truly thought that we would all be best friends forever.
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