Chapter Sixteen
“Kaitlin?” Professor Garland stood before me in his usual suit and tie, with an expression that could only be described as gaping.
“Hi.” It was all I could manage. Well, this was embarrassing. I could officially add ‘working in a brothel’ to the list of places I didn’t want to run into my lit professor. The only saving grace was that he seemed to be more embarrassed than I was.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know…I don’t usually come here.” He flushed awkwardly. I smiled, glancing away, anywhere but at his face. I spied the wedding ring on his finger. Great. So he was a cheater too.
“Look, Prof-“
“Please, call me Charlie.” He cut in, running his hand through his short curly hair.
“Charlie,” I corrected. “It’s none of my business why you’re here, just as it’s none of your business why I’m here.” I handed him the folio. “I’ve marked the pages of the girls who are available. Have a think, then let me know and I will process the payment.” He looked at the folder I’d handed him uncertainly. Eventually, he nodded. I smiled, returning to my desk.
Safely behind the confines of my desk, I could finally panic.
Holy shit! My professor?
This was totally and utterly mortifying. Could I get kicked out of college for working in a brothel? I didn’t think so, but it still worried me.
I spied on Charlie as he sat on the sofa flicking through the folio. He was about forty or so, his short curly hair ended just above the collar of his crisp white shirt. He was definitely attractive, in that older man, authority figure kind of way.
He flicked through the folio as though he was flicking through a menu. He had quickly overcome his shock of seeing me, and had reverted back to the cool, confident quiet man who attracted the attention of many students on campus.
It surprised me that he was here, ready to pay for sex. Regardless of the fact that he was married, I was sure he could’ve easily gotten it for free off one of his many student admirers.
“Kaitlin?”
I jumped in shock. I’d been so lost in my thoughts I hadn’t noticed him approach the desk.
“Sorry to scare you.” He chuckled, handing me back the folio clearly not sorry he had startled me.
“Sorry, I was miles away.” My beating heart began to return to its normal pace.
“All the girls are lovely, but I was wondering. Are you available?” My mouth hung open.
Me? Did he just ask if I was available?
After flicking through a million pictures of some of the sexiest women on the planet (or at least in Seattle), he wanted me?
I blushed, my face heating up. “I’m not…I don’t…I’m just a receptionist. Sorry.” I added.
Part of me was flattered that he had chosen me, but I could never do that…could I? Sure, I was considering it, to come up with the money for Neri, but with my professor? That was way, way too awkward.
“I’d be happy to pay extra. If you were interested. The usual rate you said is $495?” I nodded dumbly, no words coming to my mouth. “Would you be interested if I offered a grand?”
I was glad I was sitting down, because had I been standing I’m sure I would’ve collapsed. My eyes grew wide as I stared at him in shock.
“A thousand dollars?” I repeated, still stunned. It came out more like a screech. A high pitched screech. A smile spread across Charlie’s face as he realized he might have convinced me. “I can’t.” I said, shaking my head. “I’m not even...”
My words trailed off. A grand was a lot of cash. A lot of cash to say no to. The fact was, as awkward as it might be, it meant half the number of times to raise the ten grand. I wasn’t stupid. I wasn’t trying to rationalize why I was doing this over every other girl’s reasons, nor was I trying to justify it. It was just this was something I wanted to do for the least amount of time possible.
Ten times. Ten times instead of twenty.
That was a lot of incentive. Not only that, Charlie was nice, good looking, and I was attracted to him. What if the guy wasn’t? I took a deep breath. I needed to do this before I changed my mind.
“Hold on.” I grabbed the phone and called Emily. She answered on the second ring.
“Hi Kait. Everything okay?”
“Sure, can you come to the office for a moment?” My voice shook, I was sure Emily sensed danger, especially when she appeared less than a minute later, slightly out of breath.
“Everything okay?” She asked again. I nodded, embarrassed she’d thought I was in trouble.
“Everything’s fine.” I assured her, nudging to the lobby. Her face lit up when she saw Charlie sitting on the couch.
“Who’s he? I haven’t seen him around.” She glanced at him again, her nose scrunched up in concentration. “He’s kind of cute, actually.”
“That,” I began, “Is my lit professor.” Emily’s eyes grew wide.
“No!” Her hand threw up to cover her mouth to hide her smile. “How embarrassing!” She squealed softly, as she tried to hold back her giggles. “I swear I’d transfer. That would just be too much.”
“What’s too much is he wants to pay a whole entire grand to sleep with me.” I mumbled softly, so only she could hear.
Emily’s mouth dropped open. Several seconds passed before she found words.
“A whole grand? I mean, even after Mauve takes her ten percent, that’s a huge amount of money.” I hadn’t considered Mauve’s cut. Oh well, twelve times was still better than twenty four.
Emily’s big brown eyes stared at me in anticipation, “What are you going to do?”
I took a deep breath, swallowing my fears, “I’m going to do it.”
I rapped lightly on Mauve’s office door.
“Kait,” She smiled, looking pleased to see me, “Come on in.” She glanced at me over the rim of her reading glasses, “You’re not quitting are you?”
I laughed, “No, I’m not quitting. Quite the opposite, actually.” Mauve raised her eyebrows. I’d thought that might grab her attention. “I was wondering, if I can…Well, there is this thing…” I trailed off, realizing I had no idea how to word this.
There should be a manual on how to ask for a promotion in the sex industry, because essentially, that’s what I was doing.
“Are you asking what I think you’re trying to ask?” Mauve smiled widely, not bothering to hide her delight. I nodded, hoping we were on the same page, “Of course! I’d be delighted for you to join the girls.”
“There’s only one thing, Mauve,” I hesitated. Was I really in the position to be placing conditions and restrictions on my working conditions?
“Yes?’
“I am only doing this to get the money together for my sister’s education. Once I’ve reached that, I want to stop.”
“Fine.” Mauve agreed quickly. I eyed her suspiciously. I got the feeling she didn’t think I’d be stopping once I’d reached my goal. Oh well, I would be happy to prove her wrong.
“The other thing, I want to limit uh, this, to one person. If that’s okay.” I caught Mauves frown and hurried to continue, “There is a man in the lobby. My lit professor. He wants me, and he’s willing to pay a grand for me.” Mauve’s eyes widened and her smile reappeared. I sighed with relief.
“Really Kait? That’s fantastic. I don’t think anyone has ever offered double for a girl. There must be something special about you.” I blushed. What could he possibly see that was so special about me?
“So it’s okay then?”
“Yes, it’s fine.” Mauve began, “But I will need a copy of an STD report done within the last three months before I can let you start.”
I bit my lip. I’d been anticipating this, and even though I knew it would seem completely weird to her, I reached into my purse and pulled out the test results I’d had done after my last one night stand. Even though I always used protection, I was a very cautious person.
Mauve looked at the results, and back to me. She shook her head, smiling.
“Either you’ve thought about this for a while, or your one very prepared girl.” She laughed. I blushed as Mauve stood up and ushered me out the door. “Don’t keep the poor man waiting!”
I entered the lobby, both Emily and Charlie looked up at me. If I hadn’t been feeling so damn nervous about what was about to happen, I would’ve laughed. Emily was beaming like a proud parent, and Charlie was eyeing me like he couldn’t wait to get me alone. I smiled at him.
“Follow me.” I clenched my fists so he wouldn’t notice my shaking hands. I could feel his eyes all over me as I led him down the hallway. Every step, I felt him watching me.
Once inside the room, I turned to him. What the f*ck was I supposed to do now? I had no idea how this whole thing worked. Was I supposed to make the first move? Or was he? He struck me as the type of person who liked to be in control. I smiled at him shyly, tilting my head slightly I bit my lip. Hunger appeared in his eyes.
Good play, Kait. Obviously the inexperienced schoolgirl was the way to go here.
“I’m not very good at this.” I confessed, giggling.
Charlie reached out for my hand, and led me over to the bed. I sat down, him sitting next to me.
He gently touched my cheek, his soft grey eyes staring into my own. I wondered if he could feel my nerves. I felt like a virgin on prom night who’d drunk too much spiked punch. He unbuttoned my shirt, taking his time with each one. Eventually, my shirt was undone and my skin exposed. I eased the shirt off, it’s weightless silk falling to the ground at my feet.
“Is this okay?” He murmured, not waiting for an answer, or maybe not expecting one. I turned my head slightly. The way he looked at me made me feel so sexy. There was something so erotic about this whole scenario. I felt as though I was watching a scene from a movie.
I slid the bra off my shoulders, letting it fall away. His hands slowly made their way around the front of my ribcage. I shivered as his fingers traced over by breasts, circling my nipples. I let out a small gasp. Pulling away slightly, I shifted to face him on the bed.
“What do you want me to do?” I asked, feeling completely green. Why was this so much different from any other time I’d had sex? Charlie looked amused. Again, the lust in his eyes was obvious. He loved my inexperience. He loved that I felt intimidated around him.
“For starters, I’d like you to relax.” He raised an eyebrow, “You’re a beautiful girl, Kaitlin. I’ve noticed you in my class. I’ve watched you.” His finger ran down the outside of my forearm, sending shivers running down my spine. There was something like two hundred people in my lit class, and he’d been watching me?
Ara was in that class. She was the true definition of beautiful. I was, at best, mildly attractive. Something about him watching me creeped me out yet, at the same time, aroused me. What the hell was that about?
I rolled off the bed, and positioned myself between his legs. Something he had said had hit a chord. I looked him in the eye as I unbuttoned his pants. He arched an eyebrow as he watched me. As I unzipped his fly, he stood, allowing me to gently tug down his pants and underwear. He kicked them aside as I slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
His chest was smooth, and muscular, not at all what I had been expecting. Out of the suit and tie I saw him in every day, he looked younger. He smiled down at me.
I was going to do this.
I pushed his knees apart, resting my arms on his legs. A smile rolled across his lips as the reality of what I was about to do hit him. He was already hard, but as my tongue wrapped around his length he quickly became even harder. I reached up, releasing my hair from its band sending a cascade of curls tumbling around my shoulders.
“Oh yes, Kaitlin, you are so beautiful.” He gasped, running a hand through my hair.
I glanced up at him and smiled suggestively, my tongue running innocently along my lips. His hand gripped my hair, as he guided himself down my throat. He eyed me as I let my tongue ride the length of his hardness. He was big, so I struggled to take him all in, my mouth curving around his girth.
“God, Kaitlin.” He grunted, his grip on my hair tightening. He now had both hands on either side of my head, grinding his hips into my face. I gripped his waist to steady myself as his orgasm began to climax.
“Jesus Kaitlin!” His body jerked forward as he released. His hands untraveled themselves from my hair, “That was unbelievable.” He laid back on the bed and groaned.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” I grinned, pulling myself up onto the bed.
That wasn’t so bad.
“You don’t get off that easily, Kaitlin. I still have you for another twenty minutes.” It was as if he could read my thoughts. He rolled over onto his stomach, pulling me back onto the bed with him. I laughed as he kissed my neck, his fingers tickling the arch of my back.
“Are you sure you can handle anymore?” I teased.
“Maybe I can’t,” He admitted, “But I’m sure you can.”
“Me?” I giggled, rolling away. “You’re not paying to pleasure me, Charlie.”
“I can do whatever I want, it’s my money.” He stood up, grabbing my arm until I too was standing.
He hoisted me onto his hips, kissing me roughly as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“God you smell good, Kaitlin. So fresh and young.” He threw me backwards onto the bed. I laughed as he pried my knees apart, a cheeky smile spreading across his face.
“If you don’t cooperate, you’ll regret it, Ms Delancy.” He murmured. I raised an eyebrow, but relented, allowing him full control over me. As his tongue ran along the length of my opening, I jumped. Surprise shot through my body.
“Oh my,” I whispered, combing his hair with my fingers. “Yes!” I gasped, as he weaved in, out and around my sweet spot. My fingers clutched onto his hair. I clenched my fists, not caring if I was pulling the poor man’s hair out. I was so close to climaxing.
“F*ck!” I gasped, a million sensations rolling through my body all at once, all colliding, creating the most amazing orgasm I’d ever experienced. I felt my body go limp, as I curled back onto the bed, my body aching, throbbing.
For the last few minutes, Charlie lay beside me on the bed, gently tickling my back as the last remnants of my orgasm rippled through me.
Ara was still up when I got home. I grabbed a banana and joined her on the couch.
“You’re up late.” I commented, peeling my banana. I took a bite. It was the first thing I’d eaten since dinner. Well, not including Charlie. I blushed at the thought.
“What?” Ara eyed me suspiciously, which made me go even redder. I shrugged at her, pretending to have no idea what she was talking about.
“What, what?” I looked at her innocently. She narrowed her eyes.
“You’re…different. I don’t know…” Her voice trailed off. I giggled. Ara would get a laugh out of what I’d done tonight. “Tell me, Kait!” Her screeching voice simply made me laugh harder.
“Okay!” I finally succumbed after I could see her getting annoyed. “I may have gotten a ‘promotion’ of sorts tonight.” Ara still looked confused. “Think about it, Ara,” I sighed, rolling my eyes. How many areas could you possibly be promoted to in a brothel?
“No!” She gasped, the realization hitting her full force in the face. She clasped her hands over her mouth and fell off the side of the sofa, giggling. Laughing, I helped her up.
“Kait! No way!” She grinned, wide eyed and ready to listen. “Tell me everything!” I giggled, getting the feeling that the long distance thing was making Ara a little antsy.
“Missing Luke, are we?”
“This has nothing to do with Luke, and everything to do with my best friend being a dirty little whore!”
“Shh!” I put my hand over her mouth and nudge my head to the closed bedrooms of the kids.
“Okay. There’s more. If you were shocked by that, the next bit will floor you.” I said, smiling. I couldn’t wait to tell her who my client was.
“What?” She was practically hanging off me. She was like a seagull, waiting for me to throw her a chip.
“Okay, so I’d been thinking of asking Mauve about…you know, since the start of the shift.” Ara’s eyes grew wide. “So this was already in my mind. I took in my medical information and everything.” I giggled. “Anyway, I was working away, minding my own business when the door opened…” I paused for effect. Ara reached over and hit me.
“Who was it?” She demanded. I glared at her and rubbed my arm. “Sorry.” She mumbled.
“So anyway, the door opened. And in walked Professor Garland.” Ara’s eyes grew wide, her mouth dropped open in shock.
“No!” She gasped.
“Yes.” I nodded, giggling.
“Kait, he’s so…old!!” I giggled at her reaction. He was old, in his late forties.
“I know, but he is cute. And there is something about his authority that makes him sexy. And the fact that he paid a grand for me…”
“Holy shit!” Ara clapped her hand over her mouth again, wincing at her loudness, “I know, I know.”
“I’m doing this for Neri.” I added, my tone turning serious, “You know she got accepted into some prestigious camp that will guarantee her entry into med school? Full scholarship?”
“That’s awesome news. She is such a smart cookie. What does that have to do with…well, you know…”
“The camp costs ten grand.” Ara sat back, shaking her head.
“You are one hell of a sister, Kait. My sisters’ wouldn’t even lend me a damn sweater.” She grumbled. We both laughed.
I struggled to get to sleep when I finally climbed into bed. I think I had enjoyed my evening with Charlie much more than I wanted to. Not only did that confuse my feelings for Devon, but it also made me doubt my reasons for doing this.
Was I really only doing it for Neri? Or had I wanted this on some other level?
As my alarm sounded at seven, I was so glad I didn’t have to work tonight, not only because I was tired, but I also wasn’t in the mood to see Charlie.
Then I realized I had his class. Shit.
The thought of sitting through an hour lecture with Charlie made me nauseas. I thought about skipping, but this week was the summary for the mid semester test, something I couldn’t miss.
I stopped Neri before she climbed out of the car.
“The camp? When do you need the cash by?” Neri stared at me, confused.
“Three weeks, why?”
I hesitated, “Put your form in. I will find the money somehow.” Neri threw her arms around me tightly.
“Really Kait? I can go?” She pulled back, studying my face, “How are you going to get the money though?” Her pretty features were creased with worry.
It was typical of Neri to think too much about the logistics of things. Teenagers were supposed to jump into things without thinking. Not Neri. She’d analyze, debate, list the pros and cons of going to the toilet before she committed to it.
“Don’t worry Neri, I have some put away.” She immediately looked soothed by my calm voice. She broke out into a smile again. Just like that she was the happy teenager she should be, with nothing to worry about.
“Thank you so much.” She hugged me again. I waved at her as she walked into the building.