More than a Job: The Complete Series (4 page)

7.

After Boston, I expect to hear from Mike the next day but
it is Thursday before there is any contact. I am excited when I see the office
number on the phone, but it is Alice.

“Hello. Mr. Arnauer would like to confirm your reservations
for next weekend. You will be leaving Wednesday morning and you can come to the
office to meet the car. All of the details about Philadelphia have been
arranged. You can expect to be home by the following Friday.”

“Thank you. Is Mr. Arnauer available?”

“I’m sorry. I was told to hold all his calls. I can give him
a message if you would like.”

“No thanks.”

So I am really depressed when Wednesday morning comes and
there has been no word. I have packed and I make my way to the office. The car
is waiting outside, so Mike must be ready. He is in his office, getting some
files together. No one else is in yet, since the office technically does not
open for another hour.

“Hi,” I say. I feel like a fool with my rolling suitcase,
greeting a man who fucked me six ways to Sunday, told me he loved me, and then
ignored me for over a week.

“Oh, good morning. I am just getting a few things. This
will be a busy week for both of us. There are many clients to entertain and
many contracts to arrange.” His tone is professional, as if nothing that
occurred in Boston had happened.

“How many people do you imagine I will be a fuck puppet
for? I might as well prepare myself now so I don’t imagine any of them will
call me either.”

He looks up, surprised. “I didn’t know you wanted me to
call. I thought you might want your space. You could have called me.”

“Alice told me you were holding your calls.”

He laughs. “Jayni, you were my receptionist. I always hold
my calls.”

“So you weren’t ignoring me?”

“Of course not. But we can discuss this in the car? I don’t
want to be late.”

“We could, but I mean, that desk is looking pretty comfy.”

“I suppose we have a few minutes,” he says.

I scrunch my skirt up to my waist and rest my ass on the
edge of his desk. He kneels down and goes down on me. His tongue is magic. He
has me yelling his name within minutes. I grab hold of the desk’s edge and he
finishes my orgasm by running a finger along my hole and tickling the inside.

“Ready to go now?”

I pull my skirt down. “Yes, much better.”

#

O
ur ride to Philly is an actual ride to Philly. He is
overwhelmed by work. I try to keep track of everything we will be doing this
next week.

“Fortunately, the weekend is ours, but we may not see much
of each other until then. For the next three nights, I am entertaining three
different clients, and I expect all three will make use of your services.”

“Okay, but we will have time together?”

“Yes, all day Saturday and Sunday are just for us.”

“So who are these clients?”

“Tonight, you will meet Eric. He is married and I think his
interests tend a little-”

“Kinky?”

“Yes. I need to insist that you say no if something bothers
you.”

“I won’t lie. I am a bit curious.”

He laughs. “Good. I really don’t get into that kind of
thing, but if you enjoy it, I am glad. Tomorrow, we will be seeing Darren. He
is older than me. He is very interested in you given your age.”

“So I should play up the college angle?”

“Think sorority girl.”

“Love it. Alright. And Friday.”

“Friday, the client is John. He is into watching.”

“So I will be with you?”

“Yes, but he also likes directing.”

“This will be a fun week.”

“I hope so.” He smiles at me and kisses me before going
back to his work. When we get to Philadelphia, he sends me shopping for clothes
for the client meetings. I don’t have a lot of time to get ready to meet with
Eric. Apparently, Eric and I will be meeting at his hotel room; there is not
even dinner involved.

Eric is staying on a different floor. Per Mike’s request, I
am dressed in all black, including black heeled boots. I knock and Eric
answers. He is cute, not sexy. He looks nervous. He must have been nerdy in
school. His glasses are thick and he won’t look me in the eye.

“I want to be punished,” he tells me as soon as the door is
closed. “I will give you my key and I want you to come back. You will find me
masturbating, and I want you to make me feel bad for doing it.”

“Okay,” I say and take his key. I wait in the hall for five
minutes. I don’t have the slightest idea what I am doing. I enter the room and
Eric is jerking off on the bed.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask, attempting to
sound angry.

“Please. I’m sorry.” He moves his hands away from his
penis. It goes limp. This is going to be weird.

“You think you can just do that, play with yourself? You
save that for a girl. And you use it to make her come, okay? Your pleasure is
not important.”

“I know. You’re right.”

“I’m going to teach you what I mean.”

“Oh, please, no. I don’t want you to have to do that.”

I strip for him. “Don’t you want to touch me?”

“I do, but I am a naughty man.”

“You are, but I will make you nice.”

As I have been talking, he has gotten hard. I go to him and
straddle his face. “I’m going to walk you through this. Do you understand?”

He nods and I move down until my cunt is up against his
mouth. “Now take your tongue and put it between the lips.” He does so and I
moan. I don’t know what about this turns him on, but I like being in charge.
“Keep moving your tongue until I tell you to stop.”

He moves his tongue and I slip my pussy back and forth over
it. I then back up and slide down to his waist. “Alright, I am going to lie
down and you are going to put your fingers inside of me. I will not touch you,
though. You will have to wait until I feel you have been good enough and
pleased me enough. And then I will help you come.”

I lie down and he does as I ask. His fingers move inside me
and I lie back, enjoying the pleasure of being fingered without any obligation
to do anything in return. I feel myself getting wetter, but then I see him move
his other hand to his cock.

“What are you doing?”

He looks ashamed. “I’m sorry. It hurts and I want to touch
it.”

“Now you are going to have wait longer before you can fuck
me.”

He apologizes again and goes back to focusing on my vagina.
“Make sure you get my clit,” I tell him. He does what I say and I moan. Shit,
this is fun. I can’t believe how much I love my job.

Eventually, I can’t take just foreplay and I tell him he
can fuck me, but I make him do all the work. He thrusts into me and I attempt
to lie there, making him work for it, but I love having a dick in me too much.
I give in and start meeting his thrusts. I come once before he does. When we
are done, I thank him and dress. It feels a little anticlimactic, so I hope
Mike is still awake when I get back. He isn’t and I fall asleep frustrated.
Tomorrow, Darren is going to get one frisky sorority girl.

8.

Mike orders room service for breakfast because he doesn’t
have meetings until later. While we wait, he asks about last night.

“How was it?”

“Disappointing. I only came once,” I pout.

“You poor thing.” He looks at the clock. “How about I
remedy that?”

“What about room service?” I laugh.

He calls and tells them we changed our mind. “Is that okay?
Are you hungry?”

“Oh I’m hungry alright,” I say.

“Well, come here then.”

I run into the bathroom instead and he chases me. Ducking
into the shower, I turn on the water. He closes the shower door and pushes me
against the wall. Water streams over us. He cups my ass and lifts me so I can
slide down onto him and then I wrap my legs around his waist. I bounce up and
down in the water. The wetness adds lubrication and he slides in and out with
ease. We get our rhythm going and he clutches my back. As always, I have
multiple orgasms in the shower. The steadiness of the water extends his
erection, so after I come a few times, he carries me, my legs still wrapped
around him, his dick hard inside of me, to the bed and he finishes it there. I
come again twice before he does.

“Better?”

“Much.”

“I will see you tonight? For dinner with Darren?”

“Looking forward to it,” I say.

#

M
y outfit for dinner is ridiculous. I know I am supposed to
look like a sorority girl, and a dumb one at that, but no one should wear this
much pink. Darren is impressed right away, though, so I am satisfied. During
dinner, he talks to me like I am an idiot.

“So Jayni, you work for Mr. Arnauer?”

“Yup. He’s great. I get to travel and everything.” Mike
tries not to laugh as I play the game. I hate being the dumb girl, but it is
working. Darren is older than Mike, but he is still pretty attractive. He looks
like he has a few tricks as well, and I hope he is better than Eric. Poor Mike.
Always having to take care of my insatiable needs.

“Would you like to come by my room after dinner? I might
have something fun in mind.”

“Of course. Mr. Arnauer said you would be excited to meet
me.”

“You have no idea, sweetie.” He leers at me. It is kind of
funny. If I really were a dumb girl, it might be sad, but he is the one getting
played. He doesn’t talk to me much after that, focusing instead on business
with Mike. After dessert, Mike says goodbye to us and I follow Darren up to his
room. He locks the door after I enter.

“So Jayni, do you know what people say about college
girls?”

“What do they say?” I ask, flirty as hell.

“That they can’t get enough of sex, that they enjoy it more
than anything else. Is that true? Do you like sex?”

I smile shyly. “I love it. Nothing makes me happier than
sucking a big, huge cock.”

“Would you like to suck mine?”

“Could I? I would really like that.”

“I would also like to taste that pussy of yours. Would that
be alright?”

“I would like that.” This entire scenario is ridiculous,
but it seems to be working. He asks if I mind if we watch a little movie first.
He turns on a video. I go down on him as we watch a girl get her first
gangbang. I am a bit jealous of all that cock. I suck harder on Darren,
imagining having that many dicks inside of me at once.

“Oh yes Jayni. That’s good.” I turn so that he can eat my
pussy while I have his dick in my mouth and we go down on one another
simultaneously. I watch the video while he is moving his tongue around. The
actress’ wet snatch is being plowed and I want to be, too. She moans and I echo
her. When a second guy starts pounding that pussy, my cunt is begging for more
and I sit up.

“Darren, if it isn’t a bother, would you fuck me?”

He smiles broadly. “I would be happy to.”

He gets on top of me and runs his hand along my cunt until
it is really wet. He is inside of me and thrusting. I lift my legs up and put
them on his shoulders, trying to get a better angle.

“Jayni, I’m fairly old and I wonder if you have tricks you
might be able to share with me.” I take the invitation and sit astride him,
facing the TV. I lean back and he grips my shoulders. We watch the girl on
screen come repeatedly and he whispers to me that he wants to make me scream
like that. The remark gets me hot and I start riding him harder; he pushes into
me and pulls me back so that he is hitting my G-spot over and over. His pole is
throbbing and I love watching the girl on TV get nailed simultaneously as I
feel Darren tear into my pussy.

“Shit, that’s nice,” I say. He continues and I feel the
orgasm building. I sit up as it comes and it rocks through me, grabbing his
cock as well and he yells out. I scream louder than the video and it is like we
are all coming at once.

“Yes, Jayni, yes!” When he is finished, I turn off the TV.
He smiles at me. “It might take me a bit, but would you like to go again?”

“You know us college girls. We are always ready.”

It does not take him very long. I use my tits to get some
friction going and have him hard within fifteen minutes. He is enjoying fucking
my breasts and I let it go on a little longer, until he is really ready. This
time, he wants to fuck me standing up against the wall, from behind. I put my
hands against the wall and he links his fingers with mine, entering me with
ease.

“Does that feel good?”

“It does. Don’t be gentle. I like it a little rough.”

He takes me up on it and slams me against the wall. The
faster he thrusts, the better it feels. I am sore from how much cock has been
slammed into me this week, but it is an ache I cannot get enough of. I come
three times before he does. This time, he is done for the night, so I go
upstairs to Mike. He is awake this time.

“How was it?”

“It was pretty good.” I smile at him. “It’s not you, but a
girl needs to take what she can get. But he made me come several times, so I’m
happy.”

“Jayni, do you really like doing this?” He sounds worried.

“Mike, I have not had sex in a long time. I have not had
good sex in even longer. The last few weeks have been insane, but they have
been the best few weeks of my life. Not only am I constantly being satisfied,
but I have you to come back you as well.” I kiss him.

“Are you sure you don’t mind having sex with other men?”

“Does it bother you?” I don’t want to upset him. “You are
more than enough for me. If you want me to stop, I will do so gladly. I love
you.”

“It doesn’t bother me. I like seeing you enjoy yourself. I
guess sometimes I just worry that you are only trying to make me happy.”

“Mike, you are paying me to do this for you. If it is
helping your business, I am happy to do it. You don’t make me go with anyone I
don’t want to; you let me choose what I do and do not do. I am enjoying all the
attention, but you are more important than this.”

“As long as you’re sure,” he says and kisses me. After all
the sex I’ve just had, it is nice having him hold me and caress me. He makes me
feel loved and secure. I fall asleep in his arms.