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Chapter 11
 

Out
with Matt!

 

    
While I was lost in my own mind, I answered the phone without realizing
what I was doing.
 
Her voice, her
personality along with the image of her that was forever etched in to my memory
was captivating.
 
I had to know more
about her.
 
“Hello?”
 
I said absentmindedly.

    
“Hey man, what’s up?”
 
Matt asked
and I wondered why he was calling.
 
He
was supposed to be on a date with Carly.

 
   
“Not much, you?”
 
He now had my full attention. I could tell by
the sound of his voice that something was wrong even though he hid it
well.
 

    
“Not much.
 
Thinking about heading
to Club Jade.
 
Want to go?”
 
Did I want to go? No.
 
Will I go? Yes.
 
Matt helped me through a hard time in my life
at New Year’s, so yes I will go for him.
 
I wondered briefly, what happened.
 
My bet is that it has something to do with Carly.
 
I’ve been noticing lately that she’s not
around much anymore.

    
“Sure man, when?”
 
I downed the
rest of my scotch and headed to the bedroom to change clothes.

    
“How about 30?”
 

    
“Okay, 30 minutes it is.
 
See
ya
.”
 
Hanging up, I
pulled out a black tee and paired it with my form fitting designer jeans.
 
I called Seth and told him to have the limo
here in 15, and then I let Gino know we were going out.
 
Getting dressed, I ran my hand through my
hair, which left it with the messed up look.
 
Women loved it like that.

    
Fifteen minutes later, I answered the door knowing it was Gino
knocking.
 
I nodded as I grabbed my
jacket and wallet and then headed downstairs where Seth had the car
waiting.
 
I climbed in to the back seat
and then scooted over so Gino could climb in behind me, then I pulled out my
phone.
 
I wanted to check my e-mails but
that turned in to an impossible task as my mind kept wandering back to
Carlana
and our phone call.
 
I finally just put my phone back in my pocket and studied Gino from the
corner of my eye.
 
Realizing I had never
really had a conversation with him, and wanting to make a change in my life, I
turned and asked, “How do you like it here so far?”
 
 
Knowing
he was from Jersey.

    
“It’s been fine sir.”
 
He stated
in a tone that said he really didn’t want to talk.
 
I nodded at him and focused on Seth.

    
“How are things with your family Seth?”
 
He looked at me with a hesitation I didn’t understand.

    
“They’re fine Mr. Withers.”
 
Mr.
Withers?
 
Has he always called me
that?
 
I searched my memory and found
that yes; he had always called me that while I called him Seth.
 
If I really wanted to change, I needed to
start with these two.
 
I still wanted
them to call me Mr. Withers, that was professional, but I could get to know
them more.

    
Turning back to Gino, “Did you get a background check on
Carlana
Kiser?”

    
“I’m sorry, I got it today and I should have let you know.”
 
My heart sped up thinking he had found
something.
 
I didn’t want him to find
anything because as far as I was concerned, she was perfect.

    
“That’s okay, what did you find?”
 
I waited as patiently as I possibly could while he pulled out the
report.

    
“There’s really not much to tell.
 
She was married for sixteen years before her husband lost his life in a
car wreck.
 
Let’s see, one son named
Austin.
 
He just turned eighteen.
 
Her mother is Clara Johnson and her dad is
James Johnson.
 
She has one sister that’s
married with three children.
 
She has
lived in Abingdon VA most of her life.
 
No parking or speeding tickets, and she’s unemployed.
 
That’s really all there is sir.”
 
Gino said as he looked at me.

    
“Thank you.”
 
My thoughts stayed
on
Carlana
until we arrived at Club Jade.
 
Stepping out of the car, I nodded to Seth as
he held the door.
 
Bypassing the long
line, I made my way to the front entrance with Gino slightly to my right and about
one-step behind me.
 
I’m a big guy and
can take care of most things myself but I was determined that my six would be
protected.
 

    
“Good evening Mr. Withers.”
 
The
bouncer said as he removed the rope to let me pass.
 
I saw a flash or two of light and knew the
paparazzi must be close by.
 
Ignoring
them like usual, I walked in a headed straight for the VIP area.

    
“Hey man, glad you could make it.”
 
Matt said as he walked over.
 
He
had already had too much to drink.
 
His
eyes were glassy and his words were slurred as he staggered my way.

    
“Me too.”
 
Taking the drink from
his hand, I took a swig and almost choked.
 
It’s a wonder he was still standing.
 
“Let’s go have a seat.”
 
I walked
passed him, noticing the women that had their eyes on me as I led him to our
table.
 
As my eyes scanned the room, they
landed on a blue pair that was staring straight at me.
 
She smiled seductively and I felt my junk harden
and twitch. It only reminded me of how long it had been since I had fucked
someone. I ordered my drink and then turned to Matt.
 
“What’s up man?”
 

    
“Carly, that’s what!
 
That fuckin
bitch dumped me!
 
I thought we were doing
great and she just up and says she needs space.
 
She actually tried to give me the
It’s
not you, it’s me
speech.
 

    
Not knowing what else to say, I patted his shoulder and said, “Maybe she
just needs a little time.”
 
As I sipped
Matt’s drink, my eyes wandered back to the blue eyes that caught my attention.
 
I found her still staring at me so I let mine
travel up and down her body, at least what I could see.
 
Her straight blonde hair fell just below her
shoulders.
 
Her ruby red lips were lump
on the face that held the perfect nose. Traveling down her slender neck, I
found her perfect D breast that showed an ample amount of cleavage.
 
Poking out from the side of the table was her
long slender legs that ended with her five inch black stilettos.
 
How women walked in those things, I have no
idea.
 
However, it did make me want to
take her home just so I could bend her over the table.

    
“No man, we’re done.
 
She’s been
pulling away for a while now, always saying she wants to spend time with her
family.
 
She just doesn’t like it here
and is moving back home.”
 
I pulled my
eyes away from the blonde to look at Matt.
 
Looking at him I realized, I knew, I was a terrible friend.
 
Here he sat trying to talk to me and I can’t
even pay attention.
 
Well if I’m going to
try to change, I’m going to start now.

 
 
  
“Listen, there are plenty more women out
there and you’ll find the right one for you.
 
Let’s get you a coffee and then see what’s available?”
 
I took a sip and tried not to look back at
the blonde.
 
It’s not that I wanted to
get to know her, I just wanted to fuck her.
 
Maybe I would before the nights over with.

    
Matt just looked at me, and then a mischievous smile spread across his
face.
 
“I don’t need coffee.”
 
He said as he leaned back and pulled a
cigarette from his pocket.
 
Placing it
between his lips, he struck the lighter and took a long pull.
 
I saw the waitress coming over, probably to
tell him to put it out but when her eyes met mine, I shook my head
no.
 
Matt
only smoked when he was extremely stressed out, and with my nod, the waitress
turned around.
 
The employees knew better
than to challenge me.
 
“You’re right,
there are more fish in the sea, and Carly obviously wasn’t the one for me.
 
Let’s get us some pussy tonight.”

    
Matt was a good-looking guy.
 
He
stood at six feet tall and worked out with me five days a week.
 
He had thick brown wavy hair and brown
eyes.
 
Women ogled him all the time, but
with Carly in the picture he ignored it all, until now.
 
A smile spread across my face, “Yeah lets!”

    
My eyes found the blonde again and not only was she staring, but her
friend was as well.
 
“Come on Matt, let’s
meet the two babes at the table over there.”
 
We both made our way over and the blonde immediately made room for me.

    
“Hi, I’m Cindy and this is Carmen.”
 
She gestured to her… wait for it… her blonde haired friend.
 
They both had had enough plastic surgery that
they could almost be twins.
 
My dick didn’t
mind as it sprang to life once again.

  
   
After some idle chitchat and
flirting, an hour later Matt and I escorted Cindy and Carmen out the front door
to the waiting limo.
 
Lights flashed as
the paparazzi took pictures and screamed at us to look at them.
 
The girls were more than happy to smile for the
cameras but I looked straight ahead, at least until Cindy called my name and I
turned my head.
 
Swearing under my
breath, I ushered her in the limo and followed behind her.
 
Matt and Carmen climbed in after us.
 
There was no way he was driving home
tonight.
 
Giving him a stern look I said,
“Remember Matt, you know the rule.”
 
He
looked up and nodded.
 
Good.
 
Gino climbed in last before we headed home.

    
As soon as we entered the penthouse, Matt had Carmen pushed up against
the wall with her dress up around her waist, his mouth and hands were
everywhere.
 
I chuckled, as I led Cindy
down the hall.
 
Closing the bedroom door
behind me, I stared at her for a moment.
 
The only thing I felt was a desire to fuck, to relieve the pressure that
had been building in my balls.
 
Looking
at her, I said with authority, “Strip.”
 
Slowly undressing and trying to be seductive, I felt almost bored
watching the show.
 
I didn’t want games
or romance, I just wanted her naked.
 
“Leave the shoes on.”
 
Her eyes
flashed to mine as she worried her lip between her teeth.
 
I could never figure out why women did
that.
 
When she finally stood before me
naked, I undid the belt on my jeans.
 
Unbuttoning and then unzipping my pants, she watched my every move
waiting to see the prize.
 
I pulled out
my dick and stroked it a couple of times while staring at her.
 
When she looked away from my dick and found
my eyes, a smile spread across my face.
 
Pointing at the floor in front of me, she dropped down and crawled on
her hands and knees.
 
I didn’t have to
tell her to suck it as she took my cock in to her mouth and sucked like she
knew exactly what she was doing.
 

    
Letting my head fall back between my shoulders, I moaned as my hands
gripped her hair.
 
When I felt the
familiar tightening in my balls, I grabbed her hair tighter as my hips thrust
automatically as I fucked her mouth.
 
As
my orgasm ripped through me, I held her head to me as I came in her mouth.
 
“Swallow it!
 
Ah that’s it, swallow it all!”
 
I
said with grunts.

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