Noah

The week passed by in the blink of an eye, but my mood hasn’t been the same since Saturday, since that absurd party, the extravagant jewelry, and since Madison’s Goodbye. As much as I told myself that she was just one of many, I’m sure that redhead is one of a kind.

I didn’t even remember we were having that party, we talked about it like two months ago. Then, Saturday morning, I woke up with strange noises and, when I got downstairs, I saw an army of people wandering around my house. What the fuck is going on? That’s when Martha reminded me it was Carly’s birthday.

I don’t have the patience to be around this kind of crowd. I had Martha serve my breakfast in the Study and, as soon as I finished eating, I picked up my briefcase and headed to the penthouse. From the moment I got up, I insistently called Madison to find out how she was, but she wouldn’t answer any of my calls.

When Carly came to see me about her birthday party, I made it clear I wouldn’t tolerate any extravagances. She said it wouldn’t be that big, but she wanted to invite some of her friends, and because she had worked with the senator for many years, I know that friendships were not lacking. The budget was $20,000, all inclusive, I thought it was a fair amount and signed off on the party. The gift was another story, I asked her what she wanted, she said that she’d prefer to buy it herself, if I didn’t mind. Of course, I didn’t mind, one less thing for me to think about.

The invoices came Monday morning. When I sat down for breakfast, the first shoe dropped. The party organizer came to have breakfast with us and handed me the bill. I looked at Carly, finding it odd, because as soon as she handed me the budget, I transferred $32,000 to her account. She could run into a few problems and I didn’t want her to have to worry about a tight bucket. But nothing prepared me for the $110,000 bomb.

“A hundred thousand dollars, Carly?”

“One hundred and ten, Your Honor...” says the organizer, apparently, he never learned you shouldn’t correct people in public. He flinches at my stare.

I turn to Carly.

“You’re an advisor to a Senator, and you gotta make at least eight grand a month. I remember we talked about your trips back and forth and I decided to give you a five-grand allowance, and, if I’m not mistaken, you recently got it up to eight grand. Then, you wanted a luxury car, I gave you one. You wanted a driver, I said it okay. You wanted to move to this house, I got the house. And you’re still not satisfied? What the fuck is this one hundred-thousand-dollar party, Carly?”

“The package included marketing on print and digital media,” the nosy organizer opens his tablet and shows some pictures, which makes me even more furious.

“You don’t have to pay for that, you just had to post the pictures on Facebook or any other social media. How much do you have left on your account, Carly?”

She looks at me, uneasy.

“I’m not sure...”

Her willingness to help is minimal. But it’s not hard for someone like me to have the power to find out the balance of her accounts. I take out my cell phone and get the computer department of the Courthouse on the line, ordering the balance of every accounts in her name. In less than five minutes, I had the amount of a $1,000 on the only account in her name.

“Let’s go to the Study, Carly.”

She apologizes to the organizer and follows me into the room. As soon as I close the door, I ask her, “I’ve always been very generous with you, I’ve given you everything you wanted, trips, jewelry, I even bought you a Condo back in Washington. I always knew you were more ambitious than I ever was. You dream high, and you like luxury. But everything in life has a limit. And I’m not going to pay for that tacky party.”

“Noah, please,” tears start to fall, “I can’t afford it, I used the money for something else. And also, I resigned three months ago. It’s not right for the wife of a famous judge, like yourself, to have to work for someone.”

I laugh.

“What’s that now?” I quickly backtrack to see if the period matches the time she moved in, but it’s doesn’t, “Besides having this pathetic idea about being my wife, what else did you do at the capital for two months?”

She shrugs, “Some shopping, a few trips...”

My head starts to spin. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s lies. I walk to the bar and pour myself some whiskey. I sit down and think before I speak.

“You know how much I hate lying, rudeness, and arrogance. You’ve been mistreating the staff, pushing my friends away, they’re my family... and now you lie to me. I’m going to pay for this party, because I know you can’t afford it, considering that your father sank his company a second time.”

I take out the checkbook and fill out a check.

“Thank you, Noah. You’re a wonderful man,” she says, wiping away the tears that hadn’t even fallen from her eyes.

“Don’t always count on that, Carly,” I say with contempt. That’s the only thing I can give her right now.

I walk out to the living room where the fucking organizer is waiting, and I hand him the check.

“I’m so sorry, Your Honor. But we don’t accept checks.”

I give him a bitter smile, swallowing my anger. I scream for Alyssa, so she can come down and fucking transfer the funds for me. I don’t wait around, I’m late as it is. When did I start working just to throw money away? My father always taught me that, if you want to spend it, you have to earn it first! Both me and Aly know exactly the value of every dollar we earn.

As soon as I get to the Office, Harriet comes to greet me. And the idiot here had hopes that the devilish redhead would make my day easier. Since I was late and had several hearings scheduled, we didn’t get to talk. I didn’t want to ask about Madison, she made her choice, and I’m not the kind that chases after a woman.

But my Monday was far from over, as soon as I left one of the mid-afternoon hearings, I went into my Chambers to rest. Then I find an invoice from a famous jeweler on my desk, for the crazy amount of $ 1,680,000. A piercing headache overwhelmed me instantly. Is anyone aware of how much a person must work to make that kind of money?

I’m a very rich man, I can afford it without any problems. The thing is, that’s my money! I work hard for it, being a judge of a place like New York is not an easy task. As a lawyer, I worked my ass off; as a prosecutor, even more so. I stayed up so many nights, studying unfavorable rulings and trying to reverse them. Most of my weekends were set aside to visit social programs, families in vulnerable situations at bad neighborhoods. Thanks to the investment group that me and the boys created, we were able to make some money on the stock market and secure our livelihood while we were focused on achieving our goals. I went through a lot in my life to simply watch while almost two million dollars goes down the drain like this.

I called the store manager, who knows who I am, and asked him to stop by my Office after my last hearing of the day. And as I went from one trial to another, I made a list of everything I’m going to sell to teach her a lesson, this relationship ends here. I think it’s gone as far as I could take it.

I had so much on my mind, I forgot to ask about Madison, but I had the opportunity to see her leaving the archive room. I thought about going to talk to her, but she made it clear that she wants some distance, and if I get too close, I won’t be able to give her that. This Red has even made her way into my wet dreams and, a few times, I woke up cumming, because of her.

On the way home, I call Rebecka and ask her to keep one of the massage girls at my disposal. I want a full massage today, the last time, I didn’t even get to take off my pants. I almost asked for Madison to do the fucking massage, but I changed my mind at the last minute, I know she doesn’t like to leave the counter. Today, I want everything, and the girl better have a deep throat.

I get home and find Carly on the phone with one of her friends. I grab the phone, turn it off and give it back to her.

“What was that, babe?”

I take off my tie, my suit jacket, and open my shirt. I walk to the kitchen to get a beer, then I go back to the living room. I sit down and stare at her as if I’ve never seen her before. Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever did. The woman I met was not the one in front of me today.

“The bill for the jewelry came in.”

“Babe, I know they’re a little expensive. But you can afford it.”

I start to laugh, that’s all I can do.

“A little? They cost almost two million dollars, woman.”

“I know but...”

I get up and walk to the glass door that leads to the inner garden.

“You have two options, Carly. Either you pay for them or you have to take it back.”

“NO!” she shouts and stands up nervously, “Noah, don’t make me embarrass myself.”

I get my briefcase and take out a piece of paper. I go get another beer in the kitchen and, when I get back to the living room, I hand her the papers.

“Think about it, Carly. The jewelry store has already transferred the charge to your name,” I hand her one more paper, “The manager said they agree in taking back the items.”

“Noah, are you really going to do this to me? I’m your wife, I deserve that gift just for running this house alone.”

I don’t hold back and start laughing out loud.

“I didn’t know you were a comedian, Carly. Too bad you only showed this side you now.”

Her tears now are pouring like waterfalls. A few days ago, it would get to me, but not today.

“Don’t you love me anymore? Is that it?”

“Don’t push it, Carly. We’ve always been very clear about that. But let’s just end this, I’m tired,” I sit down on the couch, “To pay for your party, the Condo at the Capital is going back on the market tomorrow, you have until the end of the week to vacate it.” She opens her mouth, but when she looks at me, she changes her mind. Good girl. “I’m not going to leave you penniless, I instructed the real estate agent to show you some things under the budget I gave her. It’s small, but I believe you’ll prefer something small instead of living on the street. Do you want to keep the car?”

She nods, and I go on, “Okay, you can keep the car, but remember, as of today, you’re responsible for all of its expenses. You can keep the other jewelry, I know this kind of thing is important to you. Your allowance has already been suspended ...”

Carly kneels before me with her eyes and lips swollen from all the crying.

“Noah, are you breaking up with me?”

“Let’s be honest with each other, babe? I should’ve done this a long time ago. A few years ago, I met a woman who was as dedicated to her work as I was. Her simplicity and sympathy won me over. For the first year, everything was great, we had good times, until she started to change...” I raise my hand, “Sorry, she began to show who she really was. She pestered my sister, made her start drinking and decide to move out. She constantly pushed my friends away, she poured her poison over Madison, and finally, she tortured my employees.”

“Noah...”

“I took this as far as I could.”

She gets up angry.

“This is about that woman, isn’t it? I knew that Bitch...”

“Enough! There you go again. I just gave you a list of reasons and you still have the guts to blame someone else,” I turn away and head for the stairs, “Martha and a couple of employees will help you pack your things, and your car is already in the front. I hope you find happiness, Carly.”

I remember something else, and I come back.

“And no newspapers, no magazines, no gossip sites. If I find out you turned this into a soap opera… Don’t forget that you’re the one in the mud. You can only lose with the exposure. Take care, now.”

I make my way to the bedroom, take a shower, put on some clothes and head to the club. As I leave, I can see Carly making a scene, but it doesn’t get to me anymore, she can freak out as much as she wants, if I said it’s over, there’s no going back!

I get to the club and go straight to the private room. I quickly looked around for Madison, but she wasn’t anywhere to be found. The girl was already in one of the boots, waiting for me. I lie down on the massage table and her delicate hands begin to work on me. For a moment, I get distracted, and my head is populated by images of Madison in the pool, in the Study, in my house. Shit! My cock soon wakes up and, to end the agony, I turn around, so the girl can get to work.

She rubs me with oil, so unnecessary. She starts with my chest and arms, down to my feet. I open my eyes and say, “Babe, let’s cut to the chase, please.”

She opens a big smile, and I close my eyes to enjoy it. I soon realize that her mouth is on me. Oh, this is paradise. I sit down to appreciate it better. I hold her ponytail and set the rhythm. Wow, she really does have a throat deep. Before I cum, I get up and take her clothes off. Her body is beautiful, but nothing more, small breasts, small butt.

I sit her down on the massage table, kiss her neck, take one of her small breasts in my mouth and run my fingers down her pink and wet opening, ready to greet me. In a side table, there’s a box of condoms, I pick one up and get ready without wasting time.

“Are you ready for me, babe?”

“Yes...”

Without waiting, I penetrate her, who moans loudly. The table height is perfect for me to fuck her like that. She wraps her legs around my waist and my movements get stronger and faster.

“Delicious,” I take her and the box of condoms into the private room. I set her down on the couch, put her on all fours and penetrate her again. I pull her towards me and pinch her nipples while fucking her hard. She starts to contract on my dick and I know she’s close to an orgasm. I lower my hand to her clit, making circles with my index finger, and she screams incoherent words. I hold her and give a strong slap on her sensitive flesh, and she fades into orgasm.

I don’t slow my rhythm and keep penetrating her, until I cum hard, and then, what comes out of my mouth is not planned at all.

“Madison...”

The girl in my arms tightens her body in response. With my cock hard again just by thinking about that fiery hair, I change the condom quickly and make her ride on me.

I don’t usually kiss these girls in the mouth, so we don’t get too intimate. But I had to fix the shit I just did, calling her by another name. So, I kiss her fleshy mouth with lust as I sink into her.

“That it, babe. Ride for me.”

“Ah ... ah ... Please...” she just moans and moans.

I sink harder into her, holding her thighs firmly. My fingers find the entrance of her ass, which I lubricate with her liquid and penetrate with a finger, synchronizing with the rhythm of my cock in her pussy. The girl goes wild and screams, contracting my cock and cumming loud, I even got a little deaf. I keep my rhythm until I cum again.

I take my cock out, grab her, and head to the bathroom. I turn on the shower and help her clean up. Her gaze indicates that her little girlie brain is saying she’s more than a fuck to me. I hand her the towel and wait for her to dry off. We go back to where we started the massage, and I hand her a good amount of money in an envelope. The girls in the club are expensive and some of them stop going out with other men to be exclusive, which makes them even more expensive when they’re with us.

“No, Judge Lancaster. I did it for the pleasure ...” You don’t have to be a genius to know what’s going on in this girl’s head.

I kiss her forehead, “You did a great job and deserve to be rewarded. Please accept my gift.”

Before she can say anything, I go to the bathroom and close the door. I wash away all that oil from my body, get dressed and leave. I head for the bar where Christopher is drinking. I’m looking for Madison, but I just can’t find her.

“So, did you lose your virginity again?”

“The usual, Ramon. When I cummed, I cried, it was so emotional.”

Chris laughs loudly. Rebecka walks past us.

“Can you follow me into my Office? Ramon, as soon as Benjamin arrives, ask him to meet me in my Office as well.”

Ramon nods, and we follow behind her. We walk in and sit on the chairs facing her.

“What’s the matter, Becka?” I ask, concerned.

“Nothing much. First, do I want to know why you cried?”

Christopher laughs.

“Noah broke up with Carly and came to the club to lose his virginity again. Dude, this deserves a celebration.”

Rebecka straightens up in her chair, standing upright and folding her hands across the table.

“Are you alright? Sorry to get into it, but you gave her those jewels, I even thought you’d propose.”

I take a sip of my beer and shake my head.

“No, I didn’t, she bought it for herself. Just like the party, I signed off on it and she took care of everything.”

Benjamin walks in and sits down on the chair to my left, and I go on, “She told me it’d cost twenty grand, but when the bill came it was one hundred and ten. But worst of all were the jewelry, almost two million.”

“Fuck!” Ben says without ceremony.

“Does she at least have the money to pay for some of it? Or did you pay for everything?” Chris asks.

“She did it thinking that I’d pay for everything, but I just can’t tolerate that kind of attitude, adding to everything that was happening, so I put an end to it. The Condo I gave her is for sale. I called Mark, the jewelry guy, and I told him I wasn’t going to pay for it. How could they allow a purchase in this amount without consulting me? Then I found out it wasn’t the first time I paid for something I didn’t even know about,” I raise the beer, “At least now, I’m free. Now, let’s get to it, why did you call us up here, Becka?”

“I’m going to promote Madison to manager and I want your approval to put her on the Board as well.”

Benjamin and Christopher agree in unison, I do not. They stare at me and I justify my decision, “Ramon has seniority over her, it would be unfair.”

“I want her on the Board. So, she can take over the club when I’m not here,” says Rebecka, standing up and positioning herself on the table in front of me, “Madison is indispensable to the club, especially when it comes to girls.”

“And where is your indispensable employee now, Rebecka?” I ask with sarcasm.

“Madison had an appointment,” she stares at me, “Is there a problem?”

Something tells me it’s best not to ask what the fuck this appointment is. We talked a lot and it was decided that the redhead is now the new Advisor and will dedicate herself to the girls. I thought it would bother me, having a stranger join our inner circle, but it didn’t... And Madison is not a strange either. If Roger was alive, he would’ve put her in charge of the whole place. I stayed at the club a little longer before I went home.

A noise brings me back to reality and I realize that I’m in the living room with a hot beer in my hand. I turn around and see Aly.

“Hi Noah.”

I point the seat next to me and she gets closer.

“You look good. Are you going out?” I ask.

She smiles. Alyssa is beautiful, even behind those huge glasses, you can see her beauty.

“I’m going to a club with Maddie.”

“I’m going out with the guys too, and I’m already regretting it before I step out the door.”

She laughs.

“Our Honor is going out Friday night with his friends? This is almost a miracle!” she says, laughing.

“According to Benjamin, we’ll celebrate my single life.”

Alyssa kisses my face.

“Have a good time. You deserve it! Tomorrow you’ll have to tell me everything. Bye,” says my little sister, heading toward the door for a night out with that crazy Madison.

Just to mention the woman’s name, my body gets excited. I don’t remember thinking so much about a woman in my entire life, she’s the first one. At that party, she told me what she heard from someone, the good wife at home and the Office whore. It got me so angry, I never thought of her as a whore. There’s this inexplicable attraction between us and there was no escaping from it, that doesn’t make her a whore.

Who told her that? Did someone find out? To me, it doesn’t make any difference. Madison is the wet dream of any man, deliciously lush body, the stare of a feline, perfect mouth and a sharp tongue...

My phone rings.

“Are you coming or not?” Chris asks.

I look at the clock. It’s been a long time since I left the house at one o’clock in the morning to go to some nightclub. It brings a smile to my face.

“Yes, I’m coming.”

I go to the bedroom, grab a black V-neck t-shirt, it’s so hot inside those places and I’m not in the mood to feel suffocated. I take the car and step on the gas. At this hour, there’s no one around, and I can drive faster.

As soon as I get to the nightclub, I hand the keys to the valet and go inside. I’m escorted to the VIP area of the dance floor, another advantage of being who I am. I see Chris and Ben talking to some girls, very hot girls, by the way.

“Ladies, this is Noah. Noah, this is Juliet,” a long-haired blonde with a shy smile.

“Nice to meet you, Juliet,” I kiss her cheek, and Ben goes on with the introductions.

“This is Kristin,” a beautiful black woman with stylish black power hair and wearing a delicious perfume. I kiss her on the cheek too. “This is Tracy,” a brunette. A sweet smiley girl with hunger in her eyes.

I greet them and sit next to the sweet smiley girl. I ask for a drink and we start talking. Benjamin said he had just met them and it was a pleasant surprise. I turned my attention to the one beside me.

“You’re very handsome, Noah.”

“Thank you. You’re very beautiful yourself.” She smiles and tosses her hair over her shoulder. “Your boyfriend must be very jealous. Am I in any danger?”

She laughs.

“No. I’m single and very happy about it. Today, we went out to celebrate me coming out.”

I look to the side and I see Benjamin and the brunette making out. Chris is talking to the blonde by the ear and, by the size of her smile, she must be getting some good dirty talk from the Congressman.

“Coming out of what?” I ask with curiosity.

“How am I going to explain... hum... if we had been in this same situation a few months back, I’d probably be imagining a serious commitment with you. If you kissed me, I’d think about names for our children...”

“And now, what are you thinking?”

“Now I’m thinking you must be as hot without any clothes as you’re hot all dressed up.”

“Wow!” I say, smiling. Sweet my ass. She’s too forward and crazy.

“Today I ‘m coming out to play. You see? Right now, I just want to enjoy what life has to offer me. I’ll think about the rest later!”

I raise my beer, “A toast,” she raises her drink, and I go on, “so that more women can come out to play.”

“So, Noah, can I prove my theory about your hotness without all these clothes?”

I look serious at her and pull her closer to speak in her ear.

“I’ll tell you what, we’ll celebrate your coming out with this,” I bite her ear and turn her face to kiss her until she’s out of breath.

We talked for a while, and she said she’s a librarian, lives with her parents, and wants to get another college degree. She talked about a friend who helped her in this complicated phase, who took her hand and helped her discover a new world of pleasure. Tracy is a lot of fun, I had a good laugh when she told me her friend’s advice: Tracy, let’s leave the Charming Prince for another incarnation, today, let’s go after the Big Bad Wolf. He sees better, hears better and fuck better.

She reaches for her phone and types something, then turns to her friends and says she has to find the others in the bar. One of them leaves, coming back quickly. Tracy jumps up, and they start chatting excitedly, pointing at me. I look back and see Madison and Alyssa.