Rhea POV
It has been a week since Damien and I spent an amazing time together. The gathering, where I met so many people, and the after was even better. Having sex with Damien is unbelievable. I think the man is head over heels. I am not sure how I feel about him. I am sure if my feelings are purely sexual or if there is something more in the mix. I need to decide before I lead him on. I would not want him to be so in love and me to be just in lust with him.
This work has been hectic. I think I am getting the hang of the contracts. I have a meeting with soul today. He called on Monday and wanted at least two hours of my time. I have no idea why he thinks it will take me that long. He wants another woman for his pet party. I see why the woman agree after I looked up the amount of money he is paying them. He has a lot of strange requirements. It was creepy just typing it all up. But none the less it is none of my business. My business is putting together a contract between him and the woman. My job is to make sure all the money is paid and the services are provided.
There is a knock at my door.
“Come in,” I say.
Soul enters my office.
“Rhea, love, You look absolutely beautiful,” he says.
“Thank you,” I say.
I do not get up from my desk. I am afraid he might try something. I do not need Damien freaking out over me right now. He has been a little stressed out the last few days. Something is going on with his little witch in the cottage. I am not asking because I do not want to know what it is.
“I have put together a list. I called each of the women on the list. Each are willing to agree to your terms. I included photos and bios of each of them. I tried to give you a little variety to choose from. I also put a few that I thought you might like even though they were not your exact specifications,” I say.
“Good, shall we go over them?” he asks.
“You want me to help you pick out a woman?” I ask.
“Why not? You did all the leg work,” he says.
“Okay, well, look over them and see what you think,” I say.
“We could do this over, say dinner,” he suggests.
I look back at Damien’s door. “I am not sure if Damien would like that,” I say.
“Well, I am one of his best clients. Surely he would not mind a business meeting with me,” he says.
“Okay, I will go ask him,” I say.
I get up from my desk and knock on Damien’s door. I go in. He is on the phone, busy as usual.
“What do you need?” he asks.
“I have a client that wants me to go to eat with him to discuss some parties for his contract,” I tell him.
“Okay, go,” he says.
Well, that was way too simple. I go back to my office to tell Soul we can go eat. As I walk into my office, I see him looking out my windows toward the cottage.
“Soul, he said for us to go,” I say.
Soul turns around. “Hmmm, you told him it was me,” he asks.
“No, I said it was a client. And you are a client. So it was not a lie,” I say.
“Oh, Rhea, you are bad. He is going to hit the roof,” he says.
“Soul, if you knew it would make him mad, then why did you ask?” I ask him.
“Oh, my dear Rhea, I just wanted to see how this played out. Let’s me and you go grab a bite to eat. I will carry the files,” he says as he takes the files from my desk.
I follow Soul out of the cottage. We begin the walk to the main house to take his car. I honestly wonder how long it will take Damien to figure out that I left with Soul. He was the one that told me to do everything here and at the cottage. Now he says just go. He must really be into something big if he is paying me no mind.
Soul opens the car door for me to get in. I get in the car and wait for him to enter. He gets in the car. “I am a terrible driver, just so you know,” he says.
“Great, please do not kill me,” I say.
Soul laughs a big, almost evil laugh. “Never, my dear sweet Rhea. You are far too precious to kill,” he says.
“Thank goodness for that. I have a ton of work to do after you,” I say.
Soul drives really fast. I try not to think about his driving as he speeds through traffic. I just want to make it there in one piece. He is taking me to the river. Do these people not ever eat anywhere besides seafood? Vampires and seafood, who would have thought it.
He pulls into the restaurant. He grabs the files out of the car and comes around to open my door. “My lady,” he says.
What a gentleman. I would almost think he was normal, except I have seen his file. I know what kind of weird things he has going on in that house of his. He is a very strange man. I am not supposed to think that way. I can not help it. It is strange to me to think that a man would want all those women in his home catering to his needs. Calling them by numbers that is strange. When I told one woman she would not go by her name, only a number I thought she was going to flip out then I told her the amount of money he is paying, and she said she could be any number he wanted for that. I guess everyone has a price. Even me. I would not have taken this job under different circumstances. I guess we are all for sale for the right dollar amount. If I have learned anything from all of this is everyone has a price.
I walk into the restaurant with Soul. There is no one in here. “I called ahead to give us privacy,” he says.
“Oh, I see,” I say.
“We have things to discuss that I do not want some people to hear,” he says.
“Doesn’t everyone know about the little service Damien runs?” I ask.
“Probably, but I do not want everyone to know about my needs. That is personal,” he says.
“As I was saying in the office, everyone in that file is agreeable,” I say.
“Okay. I trust you. I will take all of them. Just make the contracts, and I will sign them tomorrow. I want them to be in the house by next Monday,” he says.
“If you were in agreement, then why did you bring me here,” I ask.
“That is why,” he says as he points out the window.
It was Damien. He pulled into the parking lot, and he looks pissed.
“I wanted to see if I could ruffle his feathers. Now do you know what you would like to eat?” he says as he picks up a menu.
Damien burst into the restaurant. He is livid. He rushes over to the table and quickly sits down beside me.
“What is going on?” he asks.
“I told you he wanted to go get something to eat,” I respond. I am trying so hard to stay calm and be calm. I need Damien to remain calm. I do not want these two to get into a disagreement right here. I do not want to be in the middle of it. They both seem to have a big temper.
“Look, I do not know what kind of dick measuring contest you two have going on, but I am only conducting business,” I say to the two of them as I pick up a menu and try to find me something to eat.
“Soul, this is not appropriate,” he says.
“You know what. I am going to go to the bar and get a drink and food and possibly more drinks. When you two hash it out, let me know. By the way, he is signing 12 contracts tomorrow,” I say as I leave the table in a huff.
I am not going to be in the middle of this anymore.
Soul POV
When I am near her, I cannot even think. There is something about Rhea. There is something I smell on her that makes me crazy. How I want her to be here with me. There is no way she would ever agree to come here with me unless I could expose Damien for the prick he is. The things I could show her if I had her with me. Damien could never make her feel the way I could. If I only had the chance. Maybe I will just make my chance happen.
I pick up the phone and dial up the contract office. I want to hear her voice.
“Hello,” Rhea says.
“Rhea, darling, this is Soul. Could you please bring me another copy of the contracts to my house?” I ask her.
She pauses for a moment.
“Damien is not happy. Is this something you really need?” she asks.
“Well, I mean, I could cancel. However, I do so want to deal with you and only you. Damien is such a drag, but you, on the other hand, are so easy on the eyes. Would you please bring them to me? I promise I do not bite,” I say to her.
“Well, actually, you do bite,” she says with a beautiful laugh.
“Yes, I do,” I say.
“Okay, Damien is gone, so this can be our little secret,” she says.
“Good, see you in a short while,” I say.
I hang up the phone. Now I have to get number one to cook a meal for her. I know she loves exotic foods. What can I get for her? And wine. I need an exquisite wine just for her to drink. I just want to feast my eyes on her.
I hit the intercom for the women's rooms. “One, I need you to cook; two I need you to come to bathe and dress me; three come up I need you to come clean, and four, I have something special for you,” I say.
“Yes, sir,” number one responds back. She is such a good number one. She always takes care of everything. I will never let her go. Number five on the other hand, I am already tired of her. She is too much trouble. I have new replacements coming I can release number five early with pay. I don’t think I can tolerate her mouth any longer. The pussy is okay. Not worth the mouth.
The women come up quickly. Number one begins cooking as instructed. Number three is cleaning the house naked as instructed. Number two and number four come to me in my room.
“Number four, I need you to come here and take care of this for me,” I say as I expose my cock to her. Number four immediately gets on her knees and begins sucking my cock. This woman is talented. I need to release before Rhea comes over. I rub the back of her head as she takes me all the way in her mouth. Number two runs my bath and gets my clothes together. I watch her naked sexy body as Number four pleasures me. I motion for Number two to come to me.
“Why don’t you sit on my face? Let me taste you before my bath,” I say to her. She doesn’t say anything she does as told and plants her perfect pussy on my face. She has the most delicious pussy I have tasted in all my years. I wonder what Rhea tastes like. I want to lick her until she cums on my face. The things I want to do to Rhea.
I close my eyes and envision Rhea sitting on my face. How she must taste? I bet her pussy is hot and wet. I bet she pours juices when you lick her. Thinking about her pushing me to cum in Number fours mouth. Number two begins to cum on my face. Such a good Number two.
The ladies go back to preparing my bath. I will let Number four stay and help bathe me and dress me. She deserves a nice treat after such a good blow job. If they were all like the first four, I would never need more. But they are not. I always end up with a few like number five. Why must that woman talk?
I walk into the bathroom. Number two and Number four undress me. I step into the tub. The water is perfect. The two get in with me. One gets in front of me and the other behind me. Number two begins washing my hair. Number four washes my body. Such good little whores you are. I will have number one fix them something special to eat tonight. The first four can have something extra special. Number five Miss yappy can eat soup.
Number two begins rubbing and washing my cock. Oh yeah make me hard again number two. I do not need to be overly horny when Rhea gets here. I need to control myself. She rubs and washes making me so hard. I lay my head back for number four to keep washing my hair. These ladies are amazing. Number two stands up turn around and sits on my cock.
“What are you doing?” I ask her.
“I am pleasing you,” she says.
“Yes please me,” I say.
She begins bouncing up and down on my hard cock. I lay back and enjoy her riding me. Still with my eyes closed and my hair begin washed I think of Rhea and her pussy. How it would feel for Rhea to ride me while I laid back and let her have all control over me.
I bust my second load into her pussy all the while thinking of Rhea. As I contemplate fucking her tight ass Number one comes in.
“Sir, your guest has arrived,” she says.
“Fix plates for you and the others except five take her soup. Set the dining area and make yourself disappear. Oh and please set out a bottle of wine,” I say.
“Yes sir,” she leaves to follow my orders.
Number two and four help me out of the tub. They towel me off. They dress me quickly. I have an important woman to see. They show no jealousy. They wish me well and disappear as instructed. Such good little whores.