CHAPTER 5
I stepped into my office a few minutes early, smiling at the girls as I walked by. They greeted me warmly, unaware of what I’d done the night before. It was something that Lana had arranged, making the bookings for me as my hands shook behind her. I would never tell anybody about last night, and I sat down at my computer before sipping the coffee I’d brought in with me.
The money was in a separate bank account now that James didn’t know about, all one thousand dollars. I’d blushed as I thought back to what it was for but since he wasn’t around to argue with, just accepted it. I would put it towards my fund for a new life. I knew that the girls made a lot of money working for the agency, slightly understanding the addiction towards the money now. I also realized that all men were not Declan. I knew that we charged high prices and practiced as many safety measures as possible, keeping our girls safe from the streets and danger but understood that being a sex worker was not all glamor as well. Lana told me stories as well as some of the other girls that I knew. I knew every aspect of it, and I smiled as I thought back to Declan, with his caring and dirty sex all mixed up into one I’d never get that again, and I made plenty of money to add to my secret account working here at a desk. I didn’t need to become an escort.
Still, I thought of Declan as I booked appointments. I thought of his dark hair and blue eyes, my mouth watering at the image of his perfect body in my mind. I seemed to seek his name in every booking, wondering what girl would get him next. She was going to be lucky.
Lana popped in before the sun set, sitting down across from me as she smiled conspiratorially at me. “How did it go?” There was a hint of concern in her eyes, but she’d gone to great lengths to check Declan out before booking our night together.
“He was very handsome. I had a good time,” I replied as Lana raised an eyebrow at me and leaned forward. “He gave me a thousand dollars. Is that typical?”
“We’re high class, new or not. That’s common for a longer night. Was it?” Her eyes glinted wit curiosity as she asked and I blushed and nodded. “Like you woke up together?”
“We fell asleep together. I woke up alone, though.” I looked at her. “No reason to go to breakfast in the morning, right?”
“Not so much. It is a good way to avoid an awkward goodbye, something I hate.” She laughed as I smiled ruefully. “Well, good for you. Are you going to do it again?”
“No! That was just the night. I see a little of the appeal of doing it again, but that’s not for me. I have to sort through some things.” We were both aware that Angela was a regular of James, though neither of us informed her just who I was. She was a sweet girl working her way through college, and I didn’t want to get into her way. Besides, it kept him away from the house since he was usually drinking and not able to make it home.
When he was home, it was ugly.
“Yeah, I understand that. You went out and got your groove back. That’s all you needed,” Lana encouraged me as I smiled.
“Do we have someone named Rachel?” Sarah asked as she leaned against my door. “I have a guy asking about her, but I don’t see her name anywhere.”
My heart dropped as Lana gave me a long look. “She is a new girl that is backing off a bit. She didn’t like it as much as expected. I’ll take care of it, Sarah. Thanks.” She flashed her a big smile and then looked back at me, telling me to give her the laptop. I slid it across the desk as she turned it towards herself, making sure that we were alone once again. Lana scanned the screen as her eyes widened. “It’s Declan. He wants to see you again.”
“I am not an escort. I’m not even Rachel!” I protested as she shot a look at me. Lana typed something in and sent it, waiting for a moment as I rested my head in my hands.
“I told him that she wasn’t available and offered him a replacement,” Lana said to me as something unfamiliar washed through me. Was I jealous? She stared at the screen as raised an eyebrow. “He doesn’t want a replacement. You must have a magic pussy, Ray.”
“Shut up,” I whispered as I smacked her hand across the desk. “I can’t see him again. This isn’t the set of Pretty Woman, Lana.” It was bad enough that I got paid for sex, to begin with much less to go back into it, expecting something to come of it.
“You said it was good, right?” She asked as I blushed furiously. Every part of it was good. The man had amazing fingers, mouth, and of course an amazing cock. “He is hell bent, Ray. You should email him.”
“Give me the computer. I’ll handle it,” I hissed as Lana watched me grab it from her, reminding myself to be a little delicate with the Macs they provided us. I read his messages, melting a little inside as he insisted that he wanted to see Rachel. I sent back a professional message explaining that Rachel was no longer in the business and that we had an array of escorts to choose from. I was giddy the entire time, realizing that he wanted to see me again as much as I wanted to see him.
I had booked a few other appointments before another message from Declan came through, asking why she’d quit after only one night. A night with him, no less. I’d isolated this thread to remain between us for privacy reasons since I never wanted to admit to what I’d done. I looked out of the window slowly, trying to think of something to say that would get him to leave me alone. I said that she just didn’t believe that it suited her. It was nothing personal. In fact, it was a night that I’d like to repeat in another lifetime where I didn’t have an incredibly messy marriage and life situation.
I thought that I was finished when there were no responses from Declan the rest of the day and night, booking appointments and going out for lunch down the street to the diner. I loved the new look that Lana had coaxed me into and smiled to myself at the looks that I got as I took a small booth in the back. My hair was brighter and cut into a long A-line bob now that fell slightly down my back. The woman had shown me how to accent my eyes, and I did a little of that today, remembering the way that Declan was looking at me last night. I ordered a salad and some coffee, reading a book on my phone as I ate slowly and enjoyed every moment of my hour lunch. I was usually so rushed, but something about the fact that Declan was asking to see me again made me happy in a way that I hadn’t felt in a long time.
I headed back to the office to work the few hours that I had left, having some down time in which I watched some shows on the computer. It was a slow Saturday, and I sipped my water as I laughed at something that happened on the screen, pausing it when another booking came through. I handled it quickly once I looked at the girl’s schedule and remembered last night.
Declan had been so skilled as he licked at my sodden pussy, alerting feelings in me that I didn’t know existed. I felt my hand sliding down over my thigh, needing to ease the pain that came with the memory. The way that he touched me and whispered my name made me shiver, blinking as another booking came through. This was the hour that people looked for last minute entertainment and I was pleased that I could accommodate most of them before I went home for the night, leaving the bookings to the girl that worked overnights from home since she had a new baby.
I kept Declan’s request private for only me to read, though, noticing the email that boasted the name of a very well-known hotel chain, a step above the one that the agency used. Did he work there? I knew little about him other than the fact that he was amazing in bed. I wanted to know more, but this wasn’t a movie or a book where everything worked out in the end. I needed to take care of some things before taking any step like that.
I headed home once my shift was over, accepting the offer of the security guard to walk me to my car with a smile. I got inside, thanking him before I closed the door and started the engine. I drove to the house and parked in the garage, pleased to see that I was alone again. If it stayed this way, maybe I could just live here and save more money to get my own place. I knew that James wouldn’t give me anything if I left him and that both families might disown me completely.
I walked inside the house through the kitchen, getting some water before I took it inside the living room to watch some television. I knew that I’d be in bed soon, perhaps repeating what I’d done in the privacy of the office earlier, a thought that made me blush. I never masturbated before now but memories of the night with Declan made me turned on all the time. Maybe that would get me through the nights until I could put the memories behind me.
I fell asleep in my bed, fingers covered in my juices as I rolled onto my side. God, it felt good to come like that. What had I been missing all my life?