by Jamie Knight
After several minutes of her teasing me, I couldn’t take anymore. I grabbed the condom I had placed on the counter just within reach of the shower, slid it on my cock, bent her over at the waist and slid into her sweet, hot pussy. Carina was tight and gripped my hard cock with her pussy walls.
Moving her to the glass wall, I slid in from behind and started fucking her. She moaned in pleasure and I just couldn’t stop. It was a wild, intense sexual experience that both of us were pulled into. It was like our attraction made us irresistible to each other.
Even in the wet shower, I could feel her hot juices on my shaft. She shook with joy and pleasure as I stretched out her pussy and rammed her again and again against the shower.
It all ended in a shuddering, mind-blowing orgasm. I found myself making noises I had never made before. I was cumming, but it was some kind of next level orgasm. It was complete and left me spent.
We were against the glass wall gasping and panting for a few minutes. Both of us were just trying to process all the sensations. She turned around and we started kissing. I was a bit lightheaded. I think we both were.
After getting out of the shower and drying off, we both got into bed. I spooned her from behind. Neither one of us put on any clothes. The skin to skin contact was too phenomenal right now.
Neither one of us spoke, but there was some kind of wordless bond between us. We spoke in touching. She took my hand under the sheets and wrapped my arm around her. Within minutes, we both drifted off. It was one of the most relaxing sleeps I had ever had.
Something about the sex and just being with Carina made me feel really good. It was almost like I was home even though I was in a hotel room. Weird, right? Could I really be falling for someone that fast?
Chapter Nine
Leo
The next morning, I woke up feeling very refreshed. Sadly, Carina was already showered and dressed by the time I opened my eyes. I was really looking forward to another quickie in the hotel room.
Hopefully last night wasn’t the last.
“We have to get you some clean clothes,” she told me. “We need to meet up with Jim and Vicky in an hour. You want to grab a shower here?”
“I’m pretty clean after last night,” I said, grinning while I remembered our wonderful night. “Let’s just pop over to my room, I’ll get changed and we’ll go, okay?”
“Okay,” she smiled, but her eyes looked a little nervous. “Hopefully, this will be a fun double date!”
The moment she said “date” something clicked inside me. Don’t get me wrong, I really liked Carina, but the idea of actually dating someone that made me nervous. That seemed like something official. Did I want to be in an official relationship? Had I fallen into this too fast?
On the walk down to my room, I had a little time to think.
Carina called Vicky and was making the arrangements for lunch. Apparently, their kid was having an issue and the place they picked didn’t save their reservation for some reason. What’s the point of a reservation if you don’t save it? But that’s L.A. for you.
What was I going to do about Carina? It seemed too soon to be an item and yet, that’s exactly what I agreed to be for this escort gig. Now I had complicated matters by having sex with the client and offering to pretend longer. I felt like we were on some kind of accelerated relationship schedule because the entire thing was supposed to be fake.
The fact that Jim would be at lunch today was good and bad. I wanted to talk to him about jobs again, but he couldn’t find out that I was acting as an escort. I hadn’t told him at the reunion, not that I would, but was there any way of figuring it out? Normally, my clients were discrete about that kind of thing, but I crossed the line with Carina. Would she feel so comfortable that she would mention it thinking it was no big deal? Probably not. She was still kind of embarrassed.
“Okay, they finally picked a place. It’s called Place,” Carina explained once she got off the phone.
“The restaurant is called Place?” I asked, clarifying.
“Yeah, you know. L.A. names,” she said, shaking her head. “So pretentious.”
Thirty minutes later, we arrived at Place and met Jim and Vicky at their table. Their toddler, James, was not behaving very well. He didn’t look like he wanted to be there.
“Buddy, you want some chicken fingers?” asked his father. “They got chicken fingers.”
“Do they have chicken fingers?” Vicky asked. “I don’t see it on the menu.”
“They always have chicken fingers,” countered Jim. “They have to.”
James was having none of it and continued to fuss.
I pulled out Carina’s chair for her as she sat down.
Jim gave me a wink. What’s up with that? Did he know I was just faking? Nah, no way he’d find out. Carina would never tell anyone.
“So, what’s good at this Place?” I asked slyly. “See? Get it?”
“We got it,” smiled Carina. “I am absolutely famished. I want the biggest sandwich they have and a salad.”
“Yeah, I’m pretty hungry too,” I added. “The steak sandwich looks good.”
“You two really worked up an appetite last night, eh?” kidded Vicky. “Ah, young love. Be careful. It gets you one of these.” She pointed to James, who promptly knocked his sippy cup and all his utensils to the floor.
The waitress came over and took our orders. Despite the pretentious name of the restaurant, the staff seemed very cool and relaxed. They were particularly nice to James and tried to entertain the toddler as best they could. One of the other waitresses brought him some crayons and a placemat to draw on. Those all promptly ended up on the floor.
“What did we miss with the rest of the reunion?” Carina asked. “Anything exciting?”
“Not really,” said Jim. “The band played the greatest hits from 2009. There were a surprising amount of hook ups.”
“How do you know they were hook ups?” scoffed Vicky. “You didn’t go to school with any of those people.”
“I know, trust me, I know,” assured Jim with a smug smile on his face. “You could just tell by the way people left together or left early. They wanted to… You know.”
Carina and I shifted a little nervously in our seats. Would Jim be able to tell that we had just hooked up? Would his Eagle eye tell him that we weren’t really a couple? Or was he just bloviating to make conversation? I thought it best to quickly change the subject.
“Looks like the wildfires are finally dying down,” I said. “Turned on the news just briefly while I was getting dressed.”
“Yeah, I think they’re finally on top it,” said Jim. “Although, I swear, I can still smell it here. Can you?”
I sniffed the air. I really couldn’t tell if I was smelling anything burning.
“I don’t know, Jim,” I said unsure. “We’re pretty far from the fire. I don’t think people in L.A. can smell it that far.”
“Sometimes, I swear, I can,” he insisted. “Is it just me or am I weird?”
“You got superpowers, baby,” said Vicky, patting him on the leg. “Everyone knows you can smell a fire from a hundred miles away.”
“I missed my calling,” he joked. “Should’ve been a fire fighter. I’d be leading the entire squad. Is it squad?”
“Department,” I corrected.
“Right, fire department. I’d be leading it straight to the fire with this nose,” he said pointing to his face. “Missed my true calling.”
“You don’t even like to be outside,” noted Vicky. “If you couldn’t be in air conditioning, I think you’d literally die.”
“Are you saying I’m soft?” he asked.
“Yeah, kinda,” laughed Vicky. “Just a little.”
“Baby, I was a boy scout,” noted Jim. “I could survive in the wilderness with nothing but my scout kerchief and a magnifying glass. And a knife. You always need a knife.”
“That seem like a lot of stuff,” noted Vicky.
“To survive? I’d li
ke to see you do it!” countered Jim.
“That’s what I have you for dear,” she laughed. “So, I can survive.”
They kept playfully bantering for a few more minutes, and while it was fun to be around Jim and his wife, this was really feeling like a double date — a real double date. I was still happy to be helping Carina out but was just hoping that she wasn’t getting any big ideas.
I didn’t think I was ready for anything real.
Chapter Ten
Carina
I couldn’t help but be a little jealous of Vicky. James was a handful, but he was her handful. Deep down, I knew kids were a lot of work, but I couldn’t resist the thought of having a son or daughter and dressing them up in cute little outfits.
“James loves trains,” Vicky told me. “That’s why he’s got these conductor overalls. See the little train?”
“Oh, yeah,” I said, finally noticing it. “That’s so cute. You’re such a cutie, James!”
I reached out and grabbed his little hand. James pulled away, made a sour face and threw his sippy cup back onto the floor. He seemed kind of upset.
“Don’t take it personal,” Jim assured me. “He’s in the terrible two’s. Everything’s his or it’s nothing.”
“Mine!” announced James to the table about nothing in particular.
“Yep, it’s all yours, son,” said Jim, just agreeing. “Anyhow, I don’t think I heard how you two met.”
“That’s right,” added Vicky, looking at Leo and me. “I need to hear this story, since you’ve been hiding Leo from us this whole time. Which, by the way, is how long?”
“Six months,” I immediately said.
I was racking my brain for the story I concocted, but under pressure I couldn’t remember any of it! Oh, God! And I’m the one that came up with it. I had to buy us some time so I could remember or think of something!
“You should go first though,” I said. “Tell us your story. It’s been so long I don’t remember how you two met.”
“Well, there’s not that much to tell,” Vicky admitted, looking shy.
“What? It’s a great story,” insisted Jim. “I almost got fired trying to date her. She was a secretary at the first law firm I worked at.”
“No, you didn’t!” she countered. “They would have never fired you. You were the best lawyer there.”
“If you had rejected me and MeToo’d the whole situation,” he countered. “You could’ve sued the firm for millions.”
“I could have?” she asked, jokingly. “It’s not too late is it?”
“You never think ahead,” sighed Jim. “Anyhow, Vicky was working in the secretarial pool at the law firm. I could not believe how attractive she was.”
“So, he started stalking me at my cubicle,” Vicky continued.
“What? I never stalked you,” dismissed Jim.
“What would you call it? You kept coming by looking for reports I didn’t have,” laughed Vicky.
“Well, I had to talk to you somehow,” shrugged Jim. “Seemed the best way.”
“He was like flirting with me in the office,” laughed Vicky. “We had just seen an HR video on the subject, and he did almost everything you should not do!”
We were all laughing at the table and feeling relaxed. Leo even took my hand to give more of the impression that we were a couple. It felt good as we listened to Vicky and Jim continue their tale.
Clearly, the couple had different interpretations of what happened. I, for one, was just glad that they were running with it and I didn’t have to talk. Plus, they seemed to like to tell the story.
Vicky had always been that way. She’d hold court and everyone would listen. Jim seemed like a perfect counterbalance to her saucy attitude.
In mid-story, the waitress brought our food. We started to eat, and James just played with his food. Vicky tried to feed him a couple of times, but the toddler was grumpy and pushed her hand away. Vicky gave up and continued with her story.
“So eventually, we started dating. Fortunately, we were in different departments, so the firm didn’t seem to care,” relayed Vicky. “He took me to a lot of high-end restaurants. When does that start happening again?”
“Uh, never,” joked Jim. “That time is over. You’re married now!”
James through his entire plate on the floor, chicken fingers and all.
“James,” scolded Vicky. “That was very naughty. You don’t throw your food on the floor.”
“I don’t want it!”
“That’s not the way you act, young man,” she scolded. “That’s it. No more.”
James burst into tears and buried his head in his arms. Vicky looked tired. Clearly, James had been running her ragged ever since entering this stage. Fortunately, since he had buried his face in his arms, he muffled most of the noise.
“The best story was how Jim proposed,” Vicky continued, trying to change the subject. “We were on a boat out in the middle of nowhere. He gets down on one knee, get out a ring and then fumbles with it and it goes overboard.”
“Oh, my God,” I said. “Seriously?”
“It was a fake ring,” smiled Jim.
“Yeah,” said Vicky remembering. “Then he did it a second time!”
“Also, fake.”
“That’s funny, but why?” asked Leo.
“I just wanted to make sure she knew who she was going to marry,” shrugged Jim.
“I thought we were going to die on that boat,” recalled Vicky. “The fog rolled in and you couldn’t see anything.”
“I know what I was doing out there,” Jim said confidently. “There’s plenty of equipment on that boat.”
“What if the equipment had failed?” asked Vicky.
“We’d just wait until the morning,” shrugged Jim. “You worry too much, babe.”
“My husband is crazy, just so you know,” Vicky said, looking at Leo and me. “You hear how he treats me?”
“You married me!” pointed out Jim.
“I’m a glutton for punishment,” Vicky noted.
“You guys really put on a show,” I laughed.
“Yeah, you should go on the road,” suggested Leo. “Married stories from Vicky and Jim.”
Suddenly, James lifted his head up. While he had buried his head in his arms and had been crying, he hadn’t stopped. His face was beet red and tears had run down his face. The moment he straightened up, he let out an ear-piercing scream that stopped the restaurant cold. Suddenly, we had to pay attention to him.
“James,” scolded Vicky. “Stop that.”
He screamed again. It was loud, but not that loud.
The waitress rushed over to help. “I’m sorry,” she apologized for no reason. “Is there anything I can bring him that would help?”
“Sorry, he just needs a nap,” apologize Jim. He leaned over to try and reason with the boy. “Hey, buddy, you want anything else to eat?”
The toddler squealed his high pitch squeal. James was determined to get all the attention immediately, even if he didn’t remember why he wanted it in the first place. The scream was so loud, my ears kind of rang with it several minutes after.
I caught Leo’s eye. We both automatically smiled at each other and deep in my mind, I started imagining having kids with Leo. He was so laid back. He would probably be a great dad.
What would our kids look like? Would they have his good looks, with the blonde hair and green eyes? Or would they favor me?
I wondered how many kids we could handle but then had to stop myself. This was crazy. Here I was, imagining having kids with a man I paid to be my date.
Nothing could be more foolish.
Chapter Eleven
Leo
My ears were still ringing, but Jim and Vicky seemed to be immune to James’ antics. I guess that’s what happens when you become a parent. You just get used to your kid doing crazy things.
James cried for seemingly no reason for several minutes and then just suddenly stopped. Within minutes, his face
went from being red to back to normal. Vicky gave him some French fries and he proceeded to smash them on his plate with his hands.
“Hey, I just had an idea,” said Jim, getting my attention. “Let’s you and I go out for drinks tonight. Then the girls could watch James and catch up.”
“That sounds great,” said Vicky. “Will you watch James the next night so Carina and I can go out for drinks like adults too?”
“If Leo is amendable to that,” said Jim. “The Rams are playing. We could watch the game.”
“And teach James the important lesson of enjoying football,” I added. “Okay, sure. Count me in.”
This was perfect. I really didn’t get a chance to properly talk to Jim about career opportunities at his firm. The reunion had so much noise and it was a more casual atmosphere. But, just the two of us? It would be perfect. If there was a job to be had at Howell and Howell that I would be right for, Jim would definitely hook me up, right?
I had to make this work. Carina’s gig would carry me another week, but I really didn’t want to keep doing escort work. The longer I did it, it seemed, the more remote a possibility that I would be able land a good job.
I looked over to the beautiful woman by my side. Carina’s hand was in mine. There was something about that which just felt right. It was a crazy feeling and one that was giving me butterflies in my stomach.
But it was also stupid. By Monday, Carina would be back to work and maybe out of my life forever. I needed a good job if I was going to keep a woman like that.
The power suddenly went out in Place. Rolling blackouts had hit L.A. ever since the fires got out of control. The news had said they were under control, but that apparently didn’t stop the electric company from making some adjustments.
We had already gotten our food, so it wasn’t an issue for us. We heard the waitress making excuses to some of the other patrons.
“What the Hell is happening to this city?” muttered to Jim. “It never used to be this way. Not ten years ago and not when I was a kid.”
