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Randi
Bob spent most of his time away from the house leaving me all alone inside. That was the way I liked to work, but it seemed odd. He greeted me each morning at the door, and then took off. Even told me that if I needed to run out for an errand that I could leave the back door open so I could get back inside.
I’d never worked for anyone so trusting with their belongings. Then again, I was very trustable. I wasn’t one to snoop or do anything that I didn’t want done to me. But Bob had no way of knowing this, so each day, I stayed from the time he left until he turned.
After several tries to get him to look at my progress, I gave up. He really meant it. Bob wanted this room to be an absolute surprise. I had thought that was meant for Sam only, but I guess he wanted it to be a surprise for them both.
It was getting late, and Bob said that he should be back from the airport with Sam around six. Looking at my watch, I had about thirty minutes before they arrived. There was no point in my being here when they got home. Seeing their expression was part of the reward for doing a good job, but at times, it could become…awkward. Some couples wanted to explore the room alone. I know if it were me, I would.
I took one last look around and was impressed that I’d pulled all this off within budget and still made a small profit. Besides the fact that this room was going to provide them some quality fun time, it also was bright and cheery. Instead of red on the walls, I kept them more subdued with a blue/gray. But I painted the shelves red to match the red leather sex couch. Pretty proud of myself for snagging a deal. Not only did they deliver the couch for free, but they threw in a set of red fur lined hand and ankle cuffs.
I’m glad I didn’t go with the sex swing. They are going to have so much more fun with this.
Going with my taste might have been a poor choice even though everything in the room was non-gender specific. What turned me on, might not do the same for Bob and Sam.
How can it not? Those curves on the couch are perfect for a variety of positions.
Even standing here at the doorway admiring my work, my body became warm, filled with need. I shouldn’t be jealous that this room was going to get some use tonight, while I was home alone.
No matter how much I wished this room was in my house, it wouldn’t get used to its full potential. This was meant for a couple to enjoy. Every toy meant to bring pleasure to both parties. I shook away the delicious thoughts.
It would all be a waste at my house. I was working so hard that I hadn’t even had a chance to miss dating. At least not until now. Maybe my sister is right, and I need to make the time before I forget how to use all this…equipment.
It would matter if I did have someone in my life to enjoy it with and right now, I was working so much I didn’t even have time to date.
Not that I am going to rush home and log onto a dating site tonight. I was exhausted. I had pushed myself hard. From now on, I am not taking on a request with such a tight deadline. I knew he was thinking about Sam, but I needed to think about myself too. I might only be fifty-two, but this was more work than most people understood. Designing the room took hours, shopping even more, and then the implementation of it all was the physical part that made me wish I could afford to pay for an assistant. A young strong one.
I picked up my tote bags with all my supplies that I would be taking home and headed out of the room. When I got to the top of the stairs, I heard the front door closing. Could Bob and Sam have decided to come home early? I hoped not because there were still some plastic wraps from the couch and boxes from the toys that I had left in the front hall to take home with me to dispose of properly.
I hated to interrupt them, but I needed them to know I wasn’t leaving the house looking like that.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting you for another half hour and I was just about to clean up that mess,” I called out from the top stair.
“Who the hell are you?” a man shouted up to me.
I peeked around the corner and said, “Hi, I’m Randi and I was just leaving.” I slowly made my way down with my two large bags clunking against each stair as I descended. When I finally saw the man, instantly I could see why Bob was attracted to him. Sam was tall and muscular. The only thing about him that was a turn off was the angered look in his eyes. “Is Bob with you?”
“No, he’s not. And you should’ve left with him,” he snarled.
“I’m really sorry. I was trying but things were taking a little longer than I expected, and I only finished getting everything ready now.” I tried explaining, which wasn’t easy, because I still didn’t think Sam had a clue about the room. “Maybe I should let Bob tell you.”
“Like I said the first time, Bob isn’t here. Since you are, why don’t you put those bags down and tell me what the hell you’re doing in my house,” he demanded.
He made it sound as though I might be stealing from him or something. “Your…” I needed to choose my words carefully so as not to give away the surprise and also not piss him off any more than he appeared to be already. “Your partner hired me.” He looked at me with disgust then bent down, picked up one of my bags and began to unzip it. “What do you think you’re doing? Those are my products.”
He reached in and pulled out a vibrator with a clitoris tickler. Then a silver bullet and a pair of edible underwear. All my products were still in their boxes, but I still would prefer him not touching them.
“I see you travel prepared for…anything,” he said.
“I never know what I’ll need at the last minute,” I explained.
He tossed my things back in my bag and zipped it closed. Then he handed them to me. “I don’t want to hear any more.”
Sam was upset and this was not Bob’s intention. Although it was none of my business and I’d been paid in full for my services, I still felt obliged to help.
“Bob hired me for you,” I said.
