Cupid
December 14th
I climbed out of the taxi that stopped outside of Santa Land. From outside you wouldn’t know that it was a sex club. It looked liked a plain building. There was never any advertisement needed, the place was always packed.
“Cupid, the boss wants a word.” The doorman said as I walked in. “He’ll come and find you when he’s ready. Stay by the bar.”
“Sure.” That was very strange. I had never had a request like that before. I waltzed up to the bar and ordered a whiskey and coke while I waited. The room was getting busier, the guys had all claimed their tables near the stage. Tonight was girls night and it always pulled in a bigger crowd.
“Cupid.” I spun around to see a tall, skinny man standing in front of me in a Santa suit. I knew he was the boss as his suit was black.
“Sir.” I nodded my head in greeting.
“It’s come to my attention that you and Candy have been spending an awful lot of time together in the playrooms.”
“Yes sir, we have.”
“I’m not sure this is a good thing. I’ve had complaints that you turn down a lot of the other women.”
Shit, what was I supposed to say to that? If I told him how I felt about Candy I’d get kicked out.
“The other women just don’t do it for me, sir. Candy has this delicious pussy, she can go for hours. It’s just harmless fun. I’m just getting my Christmas fix.” I winked at him. He slapped me on the back and laughed along with me.
“She sounds like a right firecracker.”
“Oh, she is, sir.”
“Alright. Have some more fun. Be careful. Any slip ups and you’ll be out on your ear. Obey the rules.”
“Of course, sir.” He shook my hand before heading back to his office.
I spun around as the music started playing and I was surprised to see that the women all had men on the chairs in front of them. Candy was straddling some guy and his hands were on her hips. My stomach erupted with hot fiery jealousy. She looped one of her hands around his neck, as the tempo to the music started getting faster she ground her body in large circles and his eyes were focused on her tits. What the hell was she doing? She always picked me to go up there with her, unless the boss had spoken to her too. Was she just trying to throw everyone off our scent? The other girls had climbed out of their partners laps and had started dancing around them, but Candy was still sitting on her guy. Her hand was on his chest. Was she trying to push him away. Her head was shaking no and I glanced at his hands to see they had a firm grip on her. I stormed to the stage and yanked Candy off of him, pushing her to stand behind me.
“Do you not know what the word no means, dickhead?” I shouted at him.
“She wanted me, she was just playing hard to get.” He slurred. I was about to pull my arm back and punch him when security beat me to it and dragged him off the stage and out of the front door. I whisked Candy into my arms and stalked down the hall until I came to the first available room.
I pushed open the door and flipped the sign to occupied. We were in an all red room and hanging all above the bed the ceiling was covered in mistletoe.
“This must be the mistletoe room.” Candy said as she wiggled in my arms. “Put me down, please.”
“Are you ok, sweetheart?” She swished over to the large window that was in this room and wrapped her arms around herself.
“Why do you care? After all, I’m just your Christmas fix,” she said in a small quiet voice. “I won’t be coming back after tonight.”
“What are you talking about?” I ambled over to her and wrapped my arms around hers from behind and placed my chin on her shoulder.
“I heard what you said. I was coming over to get you for my routine and I heard everything you said about me, about us.”
I spun her around in my arms so I could look at her direct in the eyes.
“He was questioning us, said he had complaints as I kept turning down other women. I had to tell him what he wanted to hear. Please don’t believe what you heard. Apart from the bit about you having a delicious pussy.” I winked at her and she couldn’t help but giggle as she slapped me on the chest.
“I hated hearing those words coming from your mouth. I didn’t want to believe that they were true.”
“I said what I had to so we could still be here, together. Ok?” She nodded her head. “Now come over here and lay under the mistletoe and let me love you. I wanna kiss every inch of your skin.”