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First, he spills a bottle on me accidentally. Now, he’s telling me that I could have a better job.
I know what kind ofbetter jobthese men have in mind when they say things like that to me.
“Respectfully, no thank you.” I want to say more but I hold my tongue. I’m tired of rich men coming to the club and thinking that the women working here can be bought.
He chuckles instead of getting angry like I expect. It throws me off-balance a little bit, but I’m not going to let him see that.
His gaze travels up and down my body, lighting every inch of my body on fire. It only confirms my suspicion of what he wants, even if it excites me.
“Just take the card and think about it. It’s not the job you think it is. I need a housekeeper,” he says before walking away.
Even though he says that it’s a job for a housekeeper, I’m sure he has something else in mind.
Men don’t look at you that way and think of you scrubbing their toilets.
I sigh and look down at the card. Though I don’t know why, I tuck it into the pocket of my skirt before heading down to the locker room.
Please let him be gone by the time I get back out there.
When I get home later, there’s a bright pink notice stuck to my apartment door. I rip down the notice and my stomach lurches. Notices like this are never good.
My fears are confirmed when I walk into the apartment and read the note.
Rent is being raised over two hundred dollars when my lease renews next month. There is no way that I can afford that. I can barely afford to pay all my billsandgroceries now.
I sigh and run my hand through my hair, holding back my tears. This has been the worst day ever and I don’t know what to do.
As I head to the bathroom to take a scalding shower and try to figure out my problems, I pull the business card out of my skirt.
I may have to take that job offer after all.
Leaning back against the shower wall, I run my hands down my face. There is no way I’m going to be able to sort out my problems on my own, which means I need the help of a rich man and some massive stress relief.
As my hands trail down my body, massaging my breasts, I can see Evan’s dark eyes staring down at me. I picture his big hands on my body instead of my own, my fingers trailing down to my pussy.
I’m already soaked thinking about the way his hands would feel on my body. I picture those muscled arms wrapping around me as he lifts me up and pushes me against the wall, sliding his cock deep into me.
My fingers circle my clit faster as I prop a foot up on the edge of the tub. I roll my nipple between my fingers, pinching it harder.
As I slide my fingers inside my pussy, I moan. It’s nothing compared to the way I think his cock would feel, but it’s enough for now.
I keep thrusting, my thumb rubbing against my clit until waves of pleasure are rolling through me.
Moving my fingers back to my clit, I moan, rocking my hips faster. Tension builds in my body as I pinch the other nipple.
I picture Evan sinking to his knees in front of me and licking my clit. I think about the way his tongue would feel as it slides along my pussy, dipping inside and flicking my clit.
My orgasm comes hard and fast, coating my fingers as my body quakes.
I step under the water as my orgasm subsides, but I know that as soon as I’m out of the shower, I’ll be grabbing my vibrator and heading straight to bed to picture him fucking me from behind.
2
EVAN
“Whatareyoudoing?”I ask as I walk into my office bright and early Monday morning.
My father is at my filing cabinet, the drawer open as he rifles through it. I take a deep breath, counting to ten and trying not to explode.
