Greg and Luke stood in the hallway, “You ready man?” Luke asked.

“Are you sure this isn’t a mistake?” Jeremy asked as he waved his schedule in the air. “Maybe, you guys should go first and ask.

“Dude, no way. If it’s a mistake, she’ll kick you out, again.” Luke and Greg both laughed as Greg grabbed his shoulders and dragged him into the hallway.

“I’m not feeling well. Maybe I should tell Bevy.” The last time Jeremy saw Madison was at the Gala. Weeks past since then and this was not how he wanted to see her now.

“Bullshit! You’re just gun shy after she treated you like her bitch.” Luke said as he strutted down the hall taking the lead.

Jeremy decided not to respond. There was so much more going on here, and now he had to watch Greg and Luke fuck Madison because there was no way he could participate. Anger festered inside him as he thought of her choice tonight. After everything they’d been through, Madison decided this sick and twisted tactic was the way to move forward.

As they approached Madison’s sex room, Jeremy felt a burning sensation in his chest. His heartbeat raced and he couldn’t take in a deep breath.

Luke noticed, “Are you okay, dude. You don’t look right.”

“I told you I’m not feeling well.” Jeremy rubbed his forehead with his index finger and thumb attempting to squeeze out the shooting pain he felt in his head.

“Get through this and then go and sleep it off.” Greg patted his back. “We’ll pick up the slack. Right, Luke?”

“Gladly.” Luke grabbed at his crotch, and his lewd behavior made Jeremy clench down on his jaw.

“Show some respect.” Jeremy grabbed Luke’s shoulder and pulled him back.

“Fuck, that hurts. I respect Madison. Who doesn’t? She’s a fucking hot piece of ass.” Luke backpedaled.

Jeremy controlled his desire to beat the shit out of Luke because the anger brewing in him would probably lead to him putting Luke in the hospital. He released his grip and followed behind the two men as they walked into Madison’s bedroom.

Madison came walking out of the bathroom dressed in a short white silk robe. Jeremy gazed at her, but she wouldn’t look at him. She crawled on her bed and sat on her knees. “Hello boys how are you tonight?”

Luke and Greg answered while Jeremy stood frozen. His muscles tightened up on him as he clenched his fists.

“Jeremy, you didn’t answer me.”

Luke chimed in before Jeremy couldn’t answer her. “He’s okay, just a little tired.”

“Really? Well then Jeremy, you can sit right there and watch.” Madison pointed to the chair next to the bed.

The thought sickened him, but he was exhausted from the roller coaster ride he was on with her. Jeremy walked over to the chair and sat down.

“Take off your clothes. I want you naked, and I want you to jerk off while the boys take care of me.”

Madison was determined to make Jeremy hate her. It pained her to do this, but she had to. He was a young guy with his whole life in front of him, and he deserved more than what Madison could offer him.

Jeremy inhaled a coarse breath then stood and removed his clothes. He sat back down as Madison eyed his body from head to toe. She then turned to Greg and Luke. “Let’s play.” She said as they undressed.

Jeremy watched as Luke slipped Madison’s robe off her body and tossed it on the floor in front of Jeremy. They positioned themselves on either side of Madison as Luke took her tit into their mouths. He sucked and moaned as he nibbled her taut nipples. Greg slid his hand over her stomach and down between her legs.

Madison let her thighs open as he fingered her. Luke nuzzled into her neck as he covered her skin with wet sloppy kisses. Greg pushed himself off the bed and settled his head between Madison’s thighs.

The move gave Jeremy and Madison a clear view of each other. Madison turned her head, and their eyes met. “You’re not touching yourself.” She whispered. Luke and Greg stopped what they were doing an eyed Jeremy.

Jeremy clenched his jaw and stood from the chair. He walked over to her, leaned down, and whispered in her ear. “I can’t do this.” He kissed her forehead and gently rubbed the top of her head as he stared at her with those loving eyes, “And I wish you couldn’t either.”

Madison jerked up and watched as Jeremy gathered his clothes and left her room. The two men were shocked as they looked at each other.

“He wasn’t feeling well. He was going to tell Bevy before we left but we forced him to come.” Greg explained. “Don’t be mad at him.”

“I’m not mad, but we should call it a night. You should go check on your friend.”

“No, were here we can still have fun.” Luke insisted.

“No man, let’s go.” Greg shoved Luke prompting him to get up on his feet.

The guys dressed and left her. Madison wrapped herself in her robe and ran out of the room back to her bedroom. She crawled up in a ball in her bed, hid under the blankets and cried herself to sleep.

The next morning, Jeremy called Bevy to tell her she should cancel his appointments for the rest of the weekend because he was sick. Bevy loved her boys and felt real concern for all of them, so it was not unusual when Jeremy heard a knock on his door. “Come in.” He called out.

Bevy opened the door and peeked in, “May I?” She had asked before she stepped into his room.

“Of course, Bevy, you don’t have to ask.”

“I do because though I own RAW, this is your private space.”

Jeremy smiled. He appreciated her for respecting his space.

Bevy approached his bed and pointed to the edge of his mattress. Jeremy nodded and shifted over to make more room for her. Bevy sat and rested her palm on his forehead. “You’re a little warm. Is there anything I can get you?”

“I put a call into Mason. He’s bringing me lunch in about an hour.”

“Good. Anything you need you just ask.” Bevy looked down at his bare chest. Are you naked under there?”

“Bill would kill me if he heard you ask that.”

“I can’t help it, Jeremy, you’re scrumptious. And anyway, I’d never act on it. I just like to dream.”

“So do you want the truth or a lie?” Jeremy cocked his eyebrow at her.

“Surprise me.”

“I’m completely naked under here, and my dick got hard looking at you.”

A smile stretched across Bevy’s face, “You made an old woman very happy, Jeremy, and you are a brilliant liar. Now, I want you to take care of yourself and let me know if you need anything.” Bevy stood up, leaned down and kissed the top of Jeremy’s head.

She sashayed towards his bedroom door, “Jeremy, you know you can talk to me about anything.”

“I know Bevy. Thank you." Jeremy had hesitated before he continued. "Bevy, I don't like Luke."

"Why?"

"I get a bad vibe from him."

"I can't dismiss him based on your bad vibe."

"But you can watch him closely and please tell Madison not to book him."

"She is an adult. I can't dictate that to her."

"Tell her I said so."

"And she'll listen to you... Why?"

"Tell her, please."

"Okay." She smiled one last time, “You really are scrumptious.” She shivered then left his room.

Jeremy laughed as Bevy shut the door behind her.

Twenty minutes later there was another knock at the door. “Come in.” Jeremy placed his book down next to him.

This time it was Mason carrying two bags. The smell of food permeated the space. “Burgers and fries, man.”

“Are you going to stay and eat with me?” Jeremy jumped out of bed and adjusted his basketball shorts.

“Yeah, I brought enough for both of us. I even brought you a couple of beers.” Mason placed the bag on the coffee table in front of the leather couch.

“Should you be serving beer to a sick man?” Jeremy asked as he twisted the cap off the bottle and took a swig.

“You’re not sick, you’re in love, and you’re screwed.”

“I know I am. I can’t ever watch Madison have sex with another man, again.”

Mason slid his finger along the rim of the aluminum container. He popped the plastic top off and grabbed a couple of fries and shoved them in his mouth. “I’m starving.”

“You have no response to what I just said?”

Mason dropped his burger back in the container and picked up his beer. He had taken a sip before he responded. “Dude, you’re a good friend, and you’re a good guy. The women here love you, and you make great money, sick money. Don’t fuck it up for a woman who’s messing with your head.”

“You think she’s messing with me?” Jeremy asked as he brought his burger up to his mouth.

“Of course she is. Madison is no joke. She’s shrewd, and she’s manipulative. Why do you think some of the most famous, influential, and wealthy men choose her to represent them in their divorces?”

“I never thought about it. I guess I see Madison differently.”

“Maybe she showed you a different side of her, but I can’t believe a forty something-year-old woman will change for a young guy who has sex for cash.” Mason slapped Jeremy on the shoulder.

“That’s fucking harsh,” Jeremy mumbled as he chewed on his food.

“I’m not knocking you; I’m just trying to knock some sense into you. You’re a good friend, and I don’t want to see you get fucked over.”

“What do you suggest I do?”

“Man up! If she calls you into her room, own it, do what ever you need to do, make your cash, and when you're done, you’re done, and you leave here a rich man.”

Jeremy appreciated everything Mason said, and he would take most of his advice, but Jeremy wasn’t giving up on Madison that easy. He’d do what he had to do but Jeremy fell in love, and he couldn’t bury those feelings until he exhausted all options. His gut told him that Madison’s behavior was more about how she felt about herself than anything having to do with Jeremy.

“Man up, you say.”

“Hell yeah! Jeremy, the women her love you. Use it to your advantage. Be smart about this. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, don’t fuck it up.” Mason held up his beer bottle. Jeremy took his bottle and tapped it against Mason’s bottle.

“Cheers man.”