they’d be giving us as the night hotted up. They were damn well heating me up. I couldn’t wait to have Haley back. And then move on to Sherry. The night was gearing up for a sizzling sexual merry-go-round! God, there was no other place in the world I’d rather be at this moment.
It was as if Aidan and I hit on the idea at the same time. Just watching the girls writhing together set us both homing in on a girl each—as if they were a great sandwich filling, with us guys as the bread. I ran my hands over Haley’s back and down and round to her breasts so her tits were cupped in my hands, even as she was licking Sherry’s throat. Sherry’s head was stretched back and turned towards Aidan behind her, kissing him hot and hard, his tongue halfway down her throat.
I, meanwhile, had my mind on far deeper things. I pulled away to cover myself, then in the next minute brought my whole body back up against Haley’s behind. Even as she was sucking Sherry’s tits, she was bending so her ass stuck out towards me, as if inviting me in. I entered her, doggy fashion, my hands fondling her cute breasts at the very same time as I was drawing her to me.
In our girl sandwich, it seemed that now Sherry and I were the bread. Haley was getting it from behind from me but she was also licking out her friend. And Aidan was standing, locked tight behind Sherry, his arms wrapped around her to stop her from falling. He was nuzzling her neck, almost tenderly.
I looked up and saw Aidan staring at me, a definite look of longing in his eyes.
What the fuck?
I dropped my gaze instinctively and immediately went back to sweeping away Haley’s hair from the back of her neck, my same hand reaching forward to savour Sherry’s firm tits. But I found it hard to give my full attention to the girls. I could feel the hairs bristling on my neck.
I thought Gray said there was to be no gay stuff. What? We got the wrong end of the fucking stick?
One second, my whole body felt as if it was shrinking at the thought that Aidan might want more from me than I was ever about to give. The very next I was in flight or fight mode, my muscles tightening, preparing themselves to give him a good kicking should the situation demand it. But at the same moment, I just knew how dangerous beating up a world-famous star would be.
I certainly didn’t want to go there if I could help it.
I drew away from the girls without realizing quite what I was doing. The shift of Haley as she and Sherry regrouped before me brought me to my senses.
Get over it, Luke. You’re imagining the worst.
Aidan now had an arm around Sherry’s waist, and she in turn held Haley’s hand. Aidan reached out and ran the tips of his fingers down my chest. My muscles tautened as he did.
‘You’d do that for me, wouldn’t you,’ he declared.
He obviously felt he didn’t even have to ask. I could taste entitlement in the flat way he said it. The dread was sickly and metallic in my mouth. I swallowed down the nausea. He was the big shot in the room paying for our presence, and whatever he desired he presumed he could get.
Not that easily, mate.
The two girls looked on, their heads both slightly tilted to one side, as if they were wondering why I was hesitating.
I switched into my best professional mode to stand my ground. ‘I’m afraid it seems there’s been some mistake,’ I stated.
Aidan raised an eyebrow. So I made damn sure not to make it his mistake.
‘Perhaps Pearl didn’t make it clear that while men might hire me, it’s for services to women only?’
A flush of embarrassment swept across Aidan’s face, accompanied by what looked like disappointment. And in that moment I realized that his feelings went a whole lot deeper than that. The sure-fire hit with the girls had just outed himself. It showed in his eyes and his willingness to watch me fuck Sherry and Haley.
He was staring at me, poker-faced, keeping things locked in. I could only read it as him demanding from me that I keep his secrets. I realized that that was what he was paying me for.
‘Look, Aidan. I’ve had a good time tonight.’
I was telling him that there was no reason for me to spill the beans to anyone. That I had no axe to grind. He remained silent.
‘The girls were here before I arrived. You were clearly having a good time with them, weren’t you?’
I shot a glance at Sherry and Haley, imploring them to grasp what I was getting at. For them to give him a real good time for the remainder of the session.
I touched his arm to show there were no hard feelings. That I wouldn’t hold his pass at me against him. ‘You’ve got a reputation to uphold, haven’t you?’ I winked.
I bowed, stepped backwards, picking up my clothes en route, and turned and headed out of there. Leaving them to it.
Karen
Late March
Why did I even pick up the phone?
I was on my scooter, on my way to Karen’s house, and though we were heading into spring, there was still a chill in the air. It wasn’t even as if I needed the money these days. Business was going so well that I could pick and choose. I should have let my ‘Berry ring until it switched to voicemail.
Just my luck.
But I had answered the call, and now I was on my way to Balham. I stopped outside a block of flats. The place didn’t look a million miles away from the excouncil housing that the Girls and I lived in, though our place was in a leafier part of London. As they say, location was everything. This block and indeed the whole estate had a shabby air about it. Rubbish dotted the grass verges, and various tags were scrawled over the brickwork.
I braced myself and rang the bell. The buzzer sounded and I pushed open the heavy-duty fire door and headed down the corridor to Karen’s flat. She was standing on the threshold.
Mutton dressed as lamb.
I knew it was unfair of me, but before Karen had even opened her mouth I’d made up my mind about what she’d be like. She was the sort of older woman that me and my mates back in Aus would have sniggered over for trying too hard to cheat time.
Not that Karen was ancient. She was in her forties but dressed like someone half her age, in a skimpy black vest, crotch-length miniskirt, fishnet stockings and four-inch heels. It all left nothing to the imagination and it didn’t do her any favours either. She clearly hoped to make an impression on the guys she met.
Well, yeah love, but not quite the impression you wanted…
But the irony was that it clearly wasn’t working. After all, she’d had to resort to hiring me, hadn’t she?
When Karen did open her mouth to invite me in, she all but crowed. ‘Luke, do come in,’ she leered, looking me up and down with a keen eye.
‘Thanks,’ I replied, wondering how things might pan out tonight.
Karen leant against the open front door to let me pass, but leaving so little room that I couldn’t help but brush against her. Or she against me.
OK, I’ll let you have that one for free.
I stepped straight into the lounge room. Karen’s place was sort of what I’d expected. That is, nothing special.
‘Do sit down, and I’ll get you a drink. You’d like a beer or something?’ she said as she disappeared into the kitchen.
‘Thanks. That’d be nice,’ I said loudly and sank down into an overstuffed armchair that threatened to swallow me up. There was a matching sofa that seemed to take up half