Rent Me By The Hour (6 page)

My kids are not allowed to lay their belongings around the house. That’s why they have their own rooms for. They hang their backpacks in their walk-in closet, remove their shoes and place it in the shoe rack, change into their “home” clothes, and run back downstairs to sit with me in the living room. Mufasa and Mulan follow the kids into the living room and sit on the floor by them. Jocelyn feeds her red-eared slider, and then washes her hands. On Thursdays I allow my kids to stay up an hour later than normal, so I promise to order a movie after they go take their showers. They jump off the couch and head upstairs to their rooms. They each have their own bathrooms connected to their bedrooms.

When building our home, I wanted my kids to have their own bathroom so they couldn’t blame the other one if it was messy. Our two story home is thirty-five hundred square feet. The upstairs has three spacious bedrooms and each room has its own humongous bathroom. Since Jordan is a fanatic about the Houston Texans, we decorated his room in Texans decorations and memorabilia. His room looks like a Houston Texans store. Jocelyn wanted the girlie theme. She has her room in pink, purple, and yellow. Pictures of butterflies, fairies, and ponies cover her walls. I wanted to give my room that relaxing feeling so I went with contemporary earthy tones. The game room has every entertainment system possible and it’s equipped with its own restroom. Downstairs we have the living room which is adjacent to the kitchen. Our living room is garnished with western theme decors. When we visited Austin last year, we stopped at this Western store. I fell in love with their beautiful rustic furniture. The coffee and end tables were uniquely carved from pecan trees. I wanted to give our living room that luxurious country style so I practically bought everything in that store. The cabinets in our kitchen have that distressed wood look and they’re painted black with white trimmings. The counter tops are white marble. We have stainless steel appliances. I choose the darkest color for our bamboo floors because I wanted it to blend with the living room and kitchen. The washroom and guest restroom is side by side. The dining room is on opposite sides of the living room and we barely use it because we like to eat on the nook or the bar in the kitchen. We have wraparound patios both upstairs and downstairs. If we’re on the patio downstairs, there’s steps to go to the upstairs patio from the outside. The outside is built with custom handcrafted logs. Our home is so beautiful and comfortable. It can be pictured in a country home design magazine. It took the contractors a little over six months to build our home. It would have taken longer, but I was very persistent and pushy. The apartment we were living at while our home was being built wasn’t safe for my kids. I’m in the process of deciding whether or not to add a pool. I’m just afraid our animals will jump in and make it filthy.

My kids slips into their pajamas, sit next to me, and the three of us watch
Rise of the Guardians
. When the movie was over my kids are sitting under my arms and they’re both knocked out. I help them to their beds, tuck them in, check my business phone that’s hidden in my sock drawer, and plop on my bed to finish reading
The Hunger Games
.

“
No! No! No!” Jordan whimpers. “Reach for my hand. Come on daddy.” There’s a pause with heavy breathing. “NO!” Jordan yells as he jerks, then falls on the floor.

Half asleep, I run to his room almost crashing my body against the wall. Jordan is on his floor shaking. I slowly grab him from the floor, and with tears in his eyes he comes to me wrapping his arms around my neck. He sits on my lap with his eyes closed as I rock him back and forth on the edge of his bed. I can feel his tears rolling down my shoulder. I comfort him telling him it was just a dream and that everything will be all right. My chest caves every time I see him lying there after his nightmares. He has them all the time. It all started after his dad passed away. For a very long time he couldn’t tell me what his dream was about. Once he was ready to tell me, I sat across from him forcing myself not to cry in front of him as he explained to me. It’s always the same dream. His dad is driving to work. Then an eighteen wheeler cuts him off and his dad is balancing on the concrete barriers. Jordan tries to reach out for his dad but the car eventually falls over the bridge.

It saddens me how much he was traumatized from his father’s accident. First being paranoid once he got inside a car and now these horrible dreams. Once he finally calmed down and fell back to sleep, I lay him back down, cover him with his comforter and I watch him as he sleeps wishing I can take all the horrible things away from him. Wishing it was me instead who had those paranoia and nightmares. I lay next to him for a good hour or so. When I knew he was deep asleep I slowly creep back to my room. I pause and turn, watching him for a minute. Tears form in my eyes, and I run to my bedroom crying myself back to sleep. Sometimes I feel as if I failed. I’m supposed to be able to protect my kids, but somehow I can’t.

My alarm clock chimes and I mummy walk to my kids’ rooms to wake them up. I am so not a morning person. My kids have two more weeks of school. I can’t wait till we can just sleep in and wake up whenever we’re hungry. It’s so easy waking Jocelyn up. I just say her name once, and she’s up brushing her teeth. Jordan on the other hand, it’s a challenge to wake him up. I have to tell him numerous times to get up, and most likely he’ll still be in bed. We play tug of war with his comforter every morning. Since I keep our air conditioner on sixty eight every night to sleep, it’s very cold in the mornings. Jordan hates being cold and he will jump up in a heartbeat once I pull that comfy blanket off him.

After we get ready, I drive to McDonald’s to grab breakfast for my kids. I normally cook breakfast for them before school, but since I have to head to the office today, I do not have time this morning. I drop my kiddos to school, and to Houston I go.

Chapter 3

“
Your car is sweet.” This well-dressed businessman compliments as I’m transferring my briefcase from my Tundra to Mercedes.

I don’t know if he’s talking about my two seater sports car or my jacked up truck because I think both of my cars are sweet.

“
Oh thank you.” I seductively respond with my eyes.

It’s back to my other personality. Might as play this role since I’m in Houston wearing my black button downed silk blouse with white hip hugging pencil skirt, and blue Louboutin stilettos.

He slides in his Mercedes G-Class after checking me out then glances at my two cars again. He gives me a confident nod, I smile, and then he drives off. I take one more look in my truck to make sure I have everything and gladly drive to my office.

After waiting for the elevators to arrive on the first floor, the doors open and Tony steps out. I guess he came in early.

“Hi Tony.” He looks at me confused. Well hell I’m confused to. I’m trying to figure out what he’s doing in the office so early.

He politely smiles at me before heading outside. Shaking my head still confused; I load the elevator with the other businessman and women who occupies the J & W building and head to my office. I unlock the front door, and my OCD kicks in so I arrange the entryway like I normally do, and go through the steel doors to get ready for today. I have to do a two girl show with Becca then with Lori. I have to see how their services are. I’m guessing they cleared the STD check-up. I haven’t heard back from Victoria. Her office would have already called me if things didn’t go well.

Carmen and Tony enter the office together. Carmen pulls out the appointment book confirming all the sessions for today while Tony does his rounds. I wanted to ask Tony why he was in the office earlier today, but decide right now might not be the time.

Carmen sits by me sipping on her coffee. “Doctor Bean’s office called yesterday afternoon and said Lori’s test showed positive for chlamydia so I called Lori and told her what the nurse has said and that we weren’t going to hire her.”

Victoria knows I don’t like discussing my business over the phone so that’s probably why she didn’t say anything about it when she called me yesterday. “So I’ll be training Becca today?”

“Yes. The doctor’s office never said anything about her test. So I’m guessing it went well.”

I pull two more applications from my briefcase and hand them to Carmen.” Please call these ladies and have them come in today for the hiring process. If I’m in a session, please have them undo their batteries from their phones, hand them to Tony, and bring them to the
Interview Room
to check for wires. If they’re clear, have them sit in the women’s lounge and wait for me. Call the appointments I booked for Lori and ask them if we give them a discount can they come in Monday instead.”

“Will do.” She takes the applications from my hands while I finish getting ready for my two girl show.

Of course the discount will come out of my end. I will never take it from my gals. I know how hard my ladies work for their money, so it will be wrong of me to take their cut. The ladies start arriving and prepare for a busy day. Fridays are usually packed with gentlemen who need to release themselves before the weekend starts. Elite operates Monday thru Friday ten am thru six pm for incalls and the outcalls run twenty-four seven. We get most of our business from outcalls. From men who want to be a little more discreet about their indiscretion.

Becca and I’s appointment arrives. She’s pretty shaky after I tell her to take lead so she can show me what she would do if she was working by herself. I’ll just follow along.

As she’s walking in front of me, I reach for her elbow. “Just relax. Pretend the guy is your boyfriend or husband and just picture that while you’re in your session. I promise things will go smoother and the guy will think you’re really into him. Everything will be alright.” I twirl my pearl necklace.

I have to have my necklace every time I do sessions. It helps me get through the day. Wearing it helps me think of my husband, making it easier to work. I always picture him when I’m with these men. Thinking of how he caressed my body and he would take his time to make sure I’m pleased with his every touch. The men think I’m really into them and the more they think that, the more times they kept coming. Literally coming. Becca gets the
Tropical Room
ready, she confirms the client’s name with Carmen, and we walk to the waiting room.

We greet him flirtatiously, “Hi Roger.” We can see the bulge already forming under his pants.

Becca and I grab his hand pulling him inside. After talking to Roger for a little while, Becca hands him the alcohol wipes and instruct him to wipe himself. We leave as he’s undressing so we can get his drink, freshen up, and make sure we look our best. Grabbing our necessities, I softly caress her arm. I’m letting her know everything will be alright.

We walk back in the room strutting our sexy bodies over his face. He brushes his fingers up my legs and touches me between my skirt. Becca walks over to the Jacuzzi and turns the water on. Roger undresses me first then Becca. He tried to remove my necklace, but I tell him to leave it on. Once the water fills the whirlpool, we pull him inside. He starts sucking Becca’s breast making her moan as I tenderly peck him across his neck. Becca and I grab his dick stroking him softly. Guys’ fantasies are to be with two sexy women, and we are making his desires come true. He flinches grabbing our hands asking us to stop without saying a word. We got the hint so we stop. Roger lifts me by my waist and places me over the Jacuzzi. He gloriously watches as Becca sits by me and we kiss. Our tongues massages as both of our luscious lips touch. She knows how to really kiss me. It makes me tingle and wet between my legs. Roger hovers over my cleft and sticks his ecstatic tongue between my lips; I quiver as he tenderly tastes my juice. He inserts two fingers inside Becca while he eats me out. Becca moans in my mouth and I know exactly how she’s feeling. He knows precisely where to stick his fingers inside Becca and with a couple of strokes with his fingers, she releases herself making his fingers even slipperier. Hearing her come turns me on I purr out loud and Roger wedges his tongue deeper in me making me explode my nectar in his mouth. He licks it all up and doesn’t miss a drop. We head to the chaise to even feel more comfortable. Becca playfully pushes him on the chaise and he gladly obeys. I run my fingers over his hard length and his body tics. Becca starts kissing his stomach slowly till she reaches his cock. She engulfs him in her mouth pumping his dick with her hand. Roger begs me to sit on his face and I willingly straddle over his mouth. He pushes up into me making my sex yearn for more. I gloriously ride his mouth. He has talent with his tongue. I can sense he’s about to come so I rub my clit back and forth while his tongue plays with my sex. He pulls Becca off him and asks her to slip a condom on. She does. Becca slowly latches her tight pussy over his cock and fucks him. Roger lies on his back as I’m riding his mouth and Becca is riding his dick. Becca leans towards me grabbing me by my neck and slips her tongue in. The way she kisses me makes me want to come in Roger’s mouth again. He tugs on my lips and stiffens his tongue inside me. I let myself release in his mouth; he explodes as Becca jumps up and down. The throbbing sensation Roger displays inside Becca’s pussy causes her to come too. Becca and I moan in each other’s’ mouth as we show our satisfaction.