Rent Me By The Hour

by Leslie Harmison

  Rent Me By The Hour

  Title Page

  Chapter One

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

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  Rent Me

  By

  The Hour

  L. D. Harmison

  Rent Me By The Hour

  By L D Harmison

  eBook Edition

  Copyright 2013 L. D. Harmison

  This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, places or events is purely coincidental. The characters are products of the author’s imagination.

  This book may not be reproduced, copied or distributed in any digital or printed form without permission.

  The author acknowledges the copyrighted or trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

  Mercedes, Toyota, Kindle, Conquest Knight XV, The Hunger Games, Houston Texans, Ziplock, Disney, Louboutin, McDonalds, Rise of the Guardian, Catching Fire, GQ Magazine

  About the Author

  L. D. Harmison lives in good ole Texas. She writes contemporary romance novels. When she isn’t writing, she’s tending to her husband, three children, ninety pound Rottweiler, miniature dachshund, and numerous farm animals.

  You can visit her at twitter.com/LeslieHarmison, leslieharmison.tumblr.com,

  facebook.com/leslieharmison.7, goodreads.com/user/show/21257092-l-d-harmison

  Chapter One

  I try different outfits, figuring out what to wear today. I love my closet. It’s every woman’s fantasy. It’s filled with two different styles. Half of it has denim, flannels, cowgirl boots, and flip-flops while the other half is full of dresses, suits, and high heels. Since I have to work today, I decide to wear my black slacks, white silk blouse, and beige leather heels. Modeling in front of the mirror, I slip on my pearl necklace. Satisfied with my attire, I grab my briefcase, and head out to start my day.

  I step into the elevator and it’s congested with businessmen and women. As people load and unload the cart, a couple of gentlemen in the elevator glance my way and slyly smiles. They are some of our regular clients. Twirling my necklace with my fingers, I send them a coy but provocative peep.

  The cart stops on the forty-ninth floor. My business occupies the whole level, giving us twenty two thousand square feet of privacy. Even though we only use half of the place, I rented the whole thing just so we are secluded from other businessmen and women. My realtor worked out a great deal with the owners of the J&W building and made sure it was easy for me to furnish my office without the worries of others finding out what my business is.

  I unlock the front door to my office, and lock the double bolts after I enter. Being in this business, I’m a firm believer in security and privacy. My intention was to stay home in my pajamas all day, but I guess I had no choice but to come to work today. I really need to look through the applications of possible providers. With business picking up, I need more women to work and cater to the distinguished gentlemen here in Houston.

  I am very meticulous down to the tiniest detail. I guess you can say my obsessive-compulsive disorder kicks in. The entryway needs straightening; I fluff the black and white pillows on the white leather sectional, arrange the different men magazines on the oval glass coffee table, and I organize the office supplies on the desk. I take one more glance at the waiting room. Satisfied, I press the code on the key pad and the heavy steel security door opens. After I enter, the triple bolt locks. There are two different light switches on the wall, so I turn the regular lights on and check all the rooms. Every room has a large arched brown leather chaise and the walls are adorned with different shaped mirrors. Each room has its own unique theme. The Asian Room is very exotic. There are plum blossom, hibiscus, jasmine, lotus and orchid decors spread around the room that I specially ordered from different Asian countries. In one corner stands a room divider made from rice. Its hand painted with cherry blossoms. Each cubical is decorated with koi fish, jade bonsai trees, bamboo vases, ceramic dragons and elephants, and gold plated Buddha heads. The room’s feng shui will make any man get lost in its ecstasy. The Tropical Room is just as relaxing as any island paradise. On one side of the room, sits a Jacuzzi with a large indoor waterfall. The two palm trees stored in weaved planter vases are perched on each side of the tub and waterfall. The tropical cabinets are dressed with tiki heads, miniature glass palm trees, beautiful colorful shells, and harden coconut umbrella drinks. The walls and ceiling are the coolest part of the room. It’s surrounded with glass. Looking around the whole room, all you see is the beach just like you would if you were stuck in an island. Sand and water circles you like the hotels in Bora Bora. The Disco Room is more upbeat with contemporary decors. Neon paintings, lava lamps, and strobe lights brighten up the room. The disco ball chandelier hangs in the middle of the room right over the champagne tub. There’s a stripper pole next to the leather chaise. I wanted to give it that Vegas vibe. The Game Room is the one usually booked more than the others. There’s a minimum booking time of four hours. Guys can play pool on the aquarium billiard table, watch porn on the ninety inch projection television, or have drinks at the bar. When booking this room, the guy gives us his food order so he and his lady of choice can just relax. We also have a Domination Room, which is rarely used and an Interview Room for new hires. The office is also equipped with two exquisitely tiled showers filled with men and women’s toiletries. We have three luxurious bathrooms, one for the providers and the other two for the clients.

  The women’s lounge is where my employees sit comfortably awaiting their next appointment. My women are provided with lockers and a vanity room to prep themselves for their exclusive clients. There is also a fully stocked kitchen with plenty of food and drinks so they can replenish themselves whenever they aren’t catering to their clientele. I am only at the office when I am doing interviews, hiring, mentoring, or when I need to pick up “drops”. My incall business is a cash only profession so there will be less paper trail, and I never pick the money up on the same day. This is so the chances of me being robbed or busted by the vice are slim. However, my outcall service is credit cards only, and the receipts show as a promotional company for our clients’ discretion. I’ve also hired an incall manager to watch over the ladies while I’m not here, and a security guard for their safety. As for the outcalls, the ladies must contact us thirty minutes before and after their appointments letting us know they are alright. If not, one of my other employees will check on them. Even though the escort service is booked by referrals only from well-known regulars, you can never be too careful. And I like to provide a safe working environment for my gals. If they’re taken care of, they will bring in a steady flow of clientele with lucrative cash flow.

  I sit on the black leather chair in the manager’s office, and look over the pictures attached to the applications. A couple of girls look sexy so I call Cynthia from my personal cell phone; I ask her to check if any of the prospects have any prior criminal records such as prostitution or assault charges. Even though we are an escort service, I never hire women who have a criminal background doing this profession. They will most likely be monitored by the vice squad. And to me, discretion is key.

  “Hey what are you doing?” I rummage through the rest of the applications.

  “Just got to work. What’s up?” I can hear Cynthia turning on her laptop.

  “I need you to check out some names for me.”

  Wit
h her working for the county, she can find out anything and everything on anybody. Cynthia runs the women’s names and they come out clean. We confirm our lunch date and hang up. I search for my business cellphone in my purse then call one of the ladies.

  “Hi this is Tina. You applied for Elite Promotions yesterday. I think you will do great with our company. Can you please come by around ten am? Please wear your business suit attire and bring your briefcase. Thank you.” I hang up and call the other lady. There’s regular clienteles that I usually ask favors for, so I make a couple more phone calls asking them to stop by the office tomorrow. I use my stage name when I’m at work, because I do not want anybody knowing my real name. You learn to live a double life in this business. One minute I play that seductive, provocative role. Then the next minute I’m at home being the loving, caring mother.

  My manager and security guard arrives just in time. Aside from me, they are the only two people who have the key to the front door and back office. My other employees and housekeeper must wait till either Carmen or Tony is here in order for them to come in. I hear the alarm buzz from the steel security doors and see them walking towards the office on the monitors. I had hidden cameras installed in the entryway, hallway, and women’s lounge to make sure nothing suspicious is going on.

  “Hello Carmen. Hello Tony.” I greet them as they enter the office.

  “Hi Ma’am.” They say together.

  “You’re here early?” Tony questions.

  “Yes, I’ve hired two new ladies, and they’re supposed to be here by ten.”

  Tony is very intimidating. He stands six feet six inches and weighs almost three hundred pounds of straight muscle. Guys here try not to cross him. But if they only knew, Tony is such a big teddy bear especially in his charming suit. He looks like those bears the store sells during Valentine’s Day. He makes his rounds making sure the monitors are working properly; both light switches are working accurately; the keypad is working right; that the hidden cameras in the entryway are totally invisible, and he makes sure the second door that leads them into the forbidden retreat, buzzes when someone enters. He examines the picture frames set on the nightstands by the leather chaises. Carmen pulls out paperwork from her briefcase and sits at her desk figuring out the schedule for next week. The women give her their schedule request for the following week, and she tries to accommodate their needs. I do not want the women working too much, so they will be well rested giving all their undivided attention to our paying clients.

  “Tina, a client called yesterday asking if you were here?” Carmen winks, knowing I no longer see any of the clients unless we are super booked or when I need to train a new provider.

  “In his dreams,” I joke. “This cookie is on reserve.”

  Carmen arches her brows, and I know she’s imagining what I do behind closed doors. Working in an escort service, women tend to be flirtatious with each other. Carmen’s a little older than me, and if she was ever interested in being a provider, she would make me wealthier with her sexy fit body and enticing charisma. Her husband agreed she could work for the company if she promises never to have any sexual encounters with the clients. I hired her husband to run errands just to ease his mind. I would hate to ruin their marriage.

  The women start arriving, and get ready for their reserved sessions. Elite Promotions has an immense reputation with businessmen, lawyers, doctors, engineers, athletes, and even politicians. We are so popular with the gentlemen that all my providers are booked for the next three months so I need to hire more ladies. No one is allowed in our office except by appointments only, and you can’t book an appointment unless you’re a regular client or have a referral from the clientele. Sarah does all of the screenings, Carmen books all the incall appointments, Sarah books the outcalls, Jose runs all our errands, and Denise works part-time. When Carmen or Sarah wants a day off, she steps up. Every single one of my employees must wear a business suit and briefcase when they come in to work. I want us to blend in with the rest of the business men and women who works in this building. I want us to be incognito. When the two new hires show up, Tony brings them to the back office and informs me.

  As they’re walking up towards me, I’m at awe. The women even look more beautiful in person. Their pictures do not do them justice. I already know they’re going to make me plenty of money.

  “Hello there. Welcome to Elite Promotions. I need you guys to undo the battery from your cellphone and hand them to Tony. He will put them in a safe place, and he will return them once we are done with the hiring process.”

  The women are apprehensive at first, but since I won’t explain how my system works until they give their phones to Tony, they decide to do as they’re told. “Great. Now I need you guys to leave your belongings in the office with Carmen, and follow me.”

  The nervous women follow me in the Interview Room and I instruct them to get undressed. The two gals glance at each other, then at me, and then back at each other again. They’re frightened, but I remain quiet and do not disclose anything to them. One of the ladies finally decides to remove her clothes, and the other lady copies. I inspect their bodies, and tell them to get dressed.

  “Thank you for doing what I asked. That is part of my screening process. I wanted to make sure you guys are not wired before I can explain in full detail what I expect from you. Please follow me.”

  The women abide and listen attentively as I break down my system. “I have a bunch to tell you, so if you have questions please feel free to ask me right at that moment.” The women nod their heads.

  I start, “When you’re client arrives, go to Carmen and confirm your client’s name, and then you come over here to grab your necessities. Each bucket contains a fresh clean sheet, two wash clothes, two towels, two robes, a quart sized Ziploc bag, a can of Lysol spray, and individually wrapped baby and alcohol wipes. Our housemaid Maria prepares all the buckets. This storage is hidden for a reason, so please do not let the clients know where this is located. The code is the same as the code for that door.” I point at the security door. “You go to the room your client has booked, and set up the room. Spread the sheet over the chaise, and place the bucket by it so it will be by you when you need it. Then you walk over here. This is the entryway. Clients who are waiting for their appointments wait here, and once you are ready for them, you come here and grab your guy. The second you see your man, greet him with a beautiful smile and acknowledge him by his first name; and grab his hand in a sexy flirtatious way. He wants that attention from you the moment he sees you, so give him what he paid for. Once you grab him from the couch, enter the code on this keypad. Make sure he doesn’t see the code. I change the code all the time for our safety, but Carmen will inform you guys in advance after I’ve done it. Whatever the code is for this door, will be the code for the hidden storage. Once you enter the code here, the security doors will unlock. Once you go through the doors, the doors will automatically close by itself, but make sure you hear the triple bolts lock. Then and only then do you bring him to his room. When you’re in the room talk with him for a couple of minutes and asks him how he’s doing. Make him feel wanted and special. Once he’s relaxed, tell him to get very comfortable while you go to freshen up. No money is to be exchange from his hands to yours. The moment he arrives, Carmen takes his payment while he’s waiting for you, so you don’t have to worry about getting the money. Before you leave the room, ask him want he wants to drink and hand him the alcohol wipes and kindly tell him to wipe himself. We have a fridge in the kitchen specifically for the clients. We have beer, wine, sodas, and bottled water. So, you leave them, go freshen up, and you come over here.” The women follow me in the kitchen. “This is their fridge. We do not get our drinks from this fridge. That over there is our fridge. Our drinks and food will be in there. So you get his drink from here, grab your condoms and lube, and make sure you are looking nice and sexy. I recommend you get a small cosmetic bag to put your condoms and lube in. Per appointment, I only want you to hav
e two condoms in your bag. No more than two. Refill your bag every time you go in a session. Your locker must be locked at all times. Do not leave them unlock unless you are getting dressed or getting your condoms and lube. I also want you to wear something sexy under your suit, so it will be easier to transform from business woman to sexy provider. I advise you bring at least two pairs of suits every time you work just in case you want to change. And your outfit doesn’t necessarily have to be business suits, but something nice you would wear in an office. Make sure you are wearing something sexy and look your best. Grab the clients drink, and your bag, and strut your stuff as you’re walking in the room. Open his drink in front of him. Do not open it before you enter the room. This is to ensure him that it is a new drink. Hand him the drink and if he’s not already sitting on the chaise, guide him to sit. Wave your goodies in his face so he’ll be tempted to touch you. He should already be fully naked, and if not, ask him if he’s fully comfortable. That should let him know to get naked. When you are hovering over him, let him touch you first. I want you to make sure he touches your private parts and make sure he removes your panty and bra. Do not remove it, let him do it. If he doesn’t get the hint, ask him if he can help you. Just say, ‘Can you help me,’ and point at your panty and bra. Do not verbally say for him to remove your clothes. Nothing should be said out loud. Never say what you are doing to him sexually. When you are giving him a blowjob, do not ask him if he liked the blowjob. Or when you’re riding him, do not ask if he likes you fucking him. It’s very important you do not say what you are sexually doing to him. Once the both of you are fully naked, and he’s caressing your body, then you start with your session. Give him the best time of his life. He is paying you for the hour or hours, so make sure he enjoys your body and your talent. Give him the most outstanding orgasm he’s ever experienced. You do that, and I guarantee he’ll keep coming back. When he finishes, lay with him a while and try to carry an interesting conversation. Listen to what he has to say, so when he comes back, you can remind him what you two talked about the last time you guys saw each other. That way, he’ll notice you are paying attention to him, and men like that. Carmen will knock softly on your door when your time is up. Don’t jump up and rush to get dress when she knocks. Gradually get up, but still talk and listen to him. Get the baby wipe, clutch his penis with your hands and remove the condom off him. Place the baby wipe and condom into the Ziploc bag, and zip it tight. Ask him if he wants to take a shower. Most likely, he will say yes. Wrap yourself in one of the robes and cover him with the other robe. Please make sure you put the robe on him. Men like to be catered to so if you do this for them, they will feel extra special. Then lead him to the shower. Never walk naked in the hallways. Inform him that the shower is filled with men’s toiletries and that you will be here when he finishes. While he’s showering, return to the room and dress, remove the sheets, spray the chaise with Lysol, and straighten the room. Once he’s finished getting dressed, lead him to the security door, give him a hug, kiss him on his cheek, and tell him, ‘Hope to see you again,’ before he leaves. Double check the room and make sure everything is back in its normal place.” I lead them to the locker room. “Then you come over here and dump the Ziploc bag into the safe. Lift the handle so the bag falls inside. Please make sure the condom is sealed tight in the bag, so that nothing oozes out. Tony empties it regularly so it doesn’t become nasty in there. Then go freshen up again. I want you clean for your next appointment. Put the dirty sheets, towels, and robes in the washroom so Maria can wash them. If at any time during your session, the client doesn’t know how to treat you, hurts you, or you feel threatened, just knock over the picture frame that sits on top of the nightstand and Tony will rush in to help you. The stand on the back of the frame is motion censored, so if it moves from its spot, then Tony is alerted, and bursts in no questions asked. That’s for your safety. If Tony sees an unknown guy or guys in our monitor in the entryway, he will turn off the red lights that are supposed to be on at all times, and switch on the regular lights. The music in your room will automatically shut off when the lights are switched. If this happens, you and your client get dress and dump all the evidence in the safe. Do not open that security door for any reason. If they do not have a warrant, they are not allowed back here. Tony knows what he’s doing, so he will take care of it. Any questions so far?”