“Yes, please.”
I took her hand and placed it on my arm while guiding her to the table.
Two of the men were back at the table, signaling defeat. I made the introductions.
“I just wanted to let you know I’m taking off. Aubrey wanted to meet Adrienne.”
Adrienne stood up.
“I’ll go up with you guys. It’s getting late,” she said, eyeing the twins.
Adrienne took my other arm as I led them back to the hotel. When we got outside the club, they both started laughing, which confused me.
“How have you been, Adrienne? Long time no see.”
“I’ve missed you. What’ve you been up to?”
“Same old stuff. I’ve been working mainly in Europe. They’re more tolerant of older models.”
“I saw my boy was working hard. What made you decide to take him upstairs?”
“When I saw you and the girls kiss him, I knew I wanted him. He has some game. I about jumped him at the table when he fed me the fantasy of the young innocent farm boy coming to the big city to lose his virginity.
“Then he surprised me. He got real. Remember my brother Tommy?”
“Yeah, what’s he up to?”
“He’s working as a lobbyist in Washington DC. He has two beautiful daughters and a happy marriage. Anyway, David got me to tell him about my first love.”
“That’s sweet. I’ve never had a guy go there ... at least, not a guy trying to get with me.”
“I know, right? Then he nailed me. He guessed I wasn’t wearing any underwear.”
They both laughed. We went into the lobby and to the elevators. When we got to my suite, Adrienne and Aubrey got comfortable and Adrienne ordered room service. I guess she wasn’t planning on leaving anytime soon. I excused myself and went and took a shower. My expectations for the evening were dwindling. I put on a robe and went out to the living room.
They were drinking wine and Adrienne had gotten me a Coke. They were sitting on the couch, talking about old times. I grabbed the chair nearest Aubrey as I zoned out while they caught up. I came back when the room got quiet.
“David, take your robe off,” Adrienne ordered.
I stood up without a question and took it off. Aubrey stood up and took my robe and folded it up. She placed it on the floor in front of my feet. She then moved the straps of her dress off of her shoulder and did a little wiggle and it was suddenly at her ankles.
This was not a girl. She had the body of a woman, and all that it promised. She gave me a shy look as she dropped to her knees and took control of my wet noodle. She gave it a few quick tugs and it lengthened until it was stiff. I looked at Adrienne and she smiled as she watched the action. My eyes snapped down as Aubrey slid Mr. Happy into her mouth. I was in for a treat. Aubrey clearly loved to do this. She was hands down the best I’d ever had at giving oral. She simply blew my mind.
Think of the best oral you’ve ever had. The one that made your toes curl—the oral that you try and recall when you’re masturbating—and you’ll be getting close. She turned me every which way but loose. Every time I thought I was going to explode, she would back off and let me recover. Towards the end, it was all I could do to keep from grabbing her head and forcing the issue.
When she finally let me get mine, it was too much. I felt my world dissolve to black as I fell back into my chair. I was able to focus a few minutes later and heard the two of them giggling.
“He lives,” Adrienne said as they clapped.
Aubrey took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom. She snuggled down and we fell asleep.
Saturday March 8
I WOKE THE NEXT MORNING to the same treatment. I offered to return the favor only to find that she started her period during the night, but she was more than happy to help me. I offered to marry her. You don’t let that kind of talent get away. That earned me an offer of more oral. I’d take what I could get.
Aubrey came down to breakfast with me. We stopped to get Angel because she didn’t know anyone. She was very curious as to why I had this older woman on my arm. I’ll give her credit, she kept her comments to herself.
When we got down to the restaurant, they had put us in a separate room with a long table and a buffet. Clare was talking to the three men. Deb Thomas was there as well. The twins gave me a sly look as we sat down. I introduced Aubrey and Angel to everyone. When Adrienne came in, she handed me an envelope. No one said anything because we didn’t want to offend Aubrey. I was just jerking the suits around when I made the bet and really didn’t want the money. When I mentioned this to Aubrey, she laughed at me and suggested I find a charity. Smart, older women were going to fill my fantasies for some time. I would split the funds between my teen-mom education fund and my mom’s cancer fund.
After breakfast, Aubrey had to leave to catch a flight back to the UK. I told her I’d be there during spring break, and we made arrangements to go to dinner.
THE PHOTO SHOOT WAS for a liquor company. The setting was around a pool, with hot girls drinking tropical drinks as they teased the pool boy. I now understood why the three Ford executives had shown up: there were twenty girls in bikinis. If I had the choice of work assignments, this would be one I would kill to attend.
The only problem was the men were being a little handsy. To her credit, Deb Thomas put a quick stop to it; she sent Dave home early and put Al and Paul on notice that if they kept it up, they could go home also.
I had never been associated with anything this big before. There were at least eight makeup people and four in wardrobe. A whole team was in charge of lighting and sound. There was a producer in charge of five photographers and videographers.
In the changing area, there were no partitions. No one even blinked when I was stripped down, shaved and then spray-tanned. They were very careful with the tanning agent. The stuff was good for about eight weeks. If they made me orange, I was screwed.
I said no one noticed my nudity. I would be wrong. Angel wasn’t used to this, either. Adrienne caught her standing open-mouthed while I waited for the tanning agent to dry.
I hadn’t noticed until Adrienne said, “He’s a beautiful boy, isn’t he?”
I about choked when confronted by my dream goddess in all her glory. I would like to say that Mr. Happy stayed under control. Nope, one look at Adrienne naked made him stiff as a board. Adrienne nudged a shocked Angel.
“Do you think that’s for me?”
Angel spun around and left the room.
“Now look what you did. Aubrey had me all fixed to be a good boy today. Then you have to come waltzing in here in all your glory. I think you should have to fix it.”
She just threw a towel at me and pointed to the restroom. I went and took care of business and came back out with the towel wrapped around my waist. The girls looked at me funny. I went over to Adrienne.
“What’s up with them?”
“They now know you’re not gay. You’d been acting like a gay guy up to that point: you hadn’t flirted with them, you weren’t sporting wood, and you didn’t cop a feel. In other words, you acted like a professional. That’s why you got picked for this shoot. You keep it up and you’ll have several of these models asking for you by name. Why do you think Kara always asked for you?”
“Because we’re friends with benefits?” I teased.
“Go get dressed before I change my mind,” she said, shaking her head.
A smile crept onto her face, though. I hurried off and they put me in white cotton pants which they had me try on first with no underwear. Hell, no. You could tell my religion without even trying to look. The photographers were trying to figure out what to do. I went back and found a pair of speedos that were flesh-colored. I put them on, then the pants, and came back. They were happy with the look and sent me to the set.
The first shot was just me, Adrienne and one of the twins. The shot had me and a tray with a drink and the bottle of liquor. Adrienne was seated in a pool chair with a big hat on. The twins were supposed to be diving off the diving board.