Desires (40 page)

“How do you manage not to get personal?” Jason asked.

“It’s my job. I can switch off, but yet keep myself
together,” Dan said. Stacie sank further back in the cushions, desperate to
hide.

“You must find yourself feeling something for a few?”
Jason asked.

“No,” Dan replied. Stacie’s heart broke. She wanted to
stand up and run away for being such a stupid fool. Dan didn’t love her. She
was wasting her time.

“What about Stacie?” Chrissie asked.
No, no, no!
Stacie wanted to scream at
her.
Not now!

Dan answered, “What about her? She’s a stunning girl and
I have enjoyed her company. I have found helping her to be very rewarding, but
she’s a client just like the others.” He didn’t even look at her when he said
this.

“God, you make it sound like, ‘Yeah whatever,’” said Jason.
Stacie felt the atmosphere shift.

“No, that isn’t the case. Stacie has been amazing and,
yes, I have given her more compassion and made sure I have done my ultimate
best. She’s been an exceptional client and I have totally enjoyed my time with
her,” Dan said.

Dan turned around to look at her. His face might as well
have been carved from marble—there was no expression there whatsoever.

Well, that was that. It was clear she was simply a
client, nothing more and nothing less. At least that had been established, he
had no feelings for her at all and she knew she had been a total dimwit.

The room fell silent, everyone watching the television.
Stacie stared at the screen without seeing it. Stupid thoughts ran around her
head. She had been wasting her time and her emotional energy worrying about the
stupid contract. It wasn't going to be broken, that much was certain. How stupid
was she for thinking a young attractive man would even look in her direction,
let alone fall head over heels in love with her. It was a crazy thought, total
madness. She wished Chrissie and Jason had asked the all important questions
last week. She could have saved a small fortune.

On
the positive
side, at least there had been some fun and she’d had the privilege of having
sex with a very skilled young man. Stacie daydreamed for quite some time, not
paying any attention to what was on the television. Movement on the cushions
roused her from her reverie and she turned to see Chrissie passionately kissing
Jason. She turned her head quickly in the opposite direction seeing a girl
being penetrated on the television. Embarrassed, she stared into a corner.

But the rampant sexuality in the room was affecting her.
Much as she didn’t like it, she still had feelings for Dan, and the DVD was
starting to arouse her as much as it embarrassed her.

She let her eyes slip to the side where Dan sat, letting
herself feel his presence, inhale his smell. She couldn’t decide if she wanted
to shag him or slap him. She turned her head to look at his face, expecting to
see him looking at the television. Instead, he was looking at her. His eyes
were warm, and his cheeks dimpled with a smile. She kept her face stony, glaring
at him down her nose. She tried to pour out her anger through her eyes, make
him feel what she was feeling. Did he have any idea how much he had hurt her? Her
heart felt empty and torn to shreds. But was it his fault? Wasn’t this exactly
what the contract was in place to prevent?

Dan smiled and moved closer to Stacie. She looked away
and down to her body, hating that her body reacted to him. Stacie could hear
Chrissie and Jason kissing and the couple having sex on the television. Stacie was
furious at her body for getting turned on, betraying her. Dan took hold of her
hand. She pulled it away, not wanting him to think she was there for him, or
that she was easy.

He again took hold of her hand, Stacie attempted to pull
it away, but this time he kept a firm grip on it. Stacie kept her head low, not
wanting to look at him, unable to stand the thought she had humiliated herself.
Dan released her hand, then used the same hand to lift her chin. Stacie resisted,
staring at the floor.

“Look at me, Stacie,” he commanded her, but Stacie
turned her head deliberately away to look at Chrissie and Jason. Her heart
ached as she watched them caressing one another. Why was it so difficult to
find someone to love? The only man she’d ever met who had been nice to her, had
to be paid to be nice to her.

He leaned toward her. “What’s wrong?” he murmured in her
ear. As if she was going to tell him. He moved away and sighed. “Can you follow
me outside,” he asked her, his voice sounding abrupt. He stood up and made his
way to the door without waiting for her answer.

Chrissie and Jason let each other go for a second.
“What’s going on?” Chrissie asked, looking puzzled.

“You heard him. I’m just a client, nothing more. I think
I should just go home.”

“Well, it’s up to you but you should enjoy him while you
have him, Stacie,” Chrissie said, compassion in her voice.

“You might regret it tomorrow if you don’t,” Jason said.

Stacie thought about what Jason said. He was probably right.
If this was the last time she’d be with him, she had to make it special. None
of this was his fault after all. He was just doing his job. He hadn’t asked her
to go and fall in love with him, had he?

She stood up and followed Dan out the door. He was
standing out in the corridor, waiting for her.

“Okay, what’s going on?” he said moving close and putting
his hand on her cheek. Stacie couldn’t meet his eyes, feeling stupid and
embarrassed. “Have I done or said something to upset you? Was it mentioning
Larry?” he said. Stacie couldn’t answer him. He moved away, stepping to the
other side of the corridor. She looked over at him. He looked upset. What did
he have to be upset about? Stacie frowned.

“I’m sorry about last night. I should’ve looked for
you,” he said.

“No, it wasn’t your fault,” she finally replied. “I’m
just not in the mood.”

“But you invited your friends. I thought that this was
what you wanted,” he said, looking baffled.

She laughed at herself, at her own naïveté. “I just
invited them for lunch. I hadn’t envisaged this.” Of course, a lunch date in a
sex club with two exhibitionists would be a little different from a lunch date
anywhere else. They hadn’t even had lunch yet.

“You look tense, would you like me to massage you?” she
heard him say. She looked at him. Bless him, he was trying to help her, trying
to do his job. Maybe she should just let him. A massage sounded good anyway, it
might help her to relax.

“Okay,” she said. He opened the door for her and they
went back into the room. Chrissie and Jason smiled as they came in, then went
back to kissing.

Another sex scene was beginning on the television. She
looked at Chrissie and Jason, seeing them kissing and touching one another.

“Are you ready for that massage?” he said. Stacie nodded
and took off her cardigan and T-shirt. She lay prone on a couple of the big cushions,
using a smaller one as a pillow. Dan took off his top and took up position next
to her. She noticed Jason looking at her. He smiled while Dan moved her hair to
one side and began gently rubbing her shoulders. At first Stacie felt tense as
he dug deep into her shoulder muscles, but she soon began to relax. She’d
always loved to have her back rubbed. Graham had done it a couple of times in
their early courtship, but not for a very very long time.

She closed her eyes, drifting into paradise while his hands
ran over her shoulders and down to the shoulder blades, her tension draining
into the big cushions.

Dan glided his fingertips up her spine, arriving at her
bra fastening. He undid it, lifting the back straps to each side, and easing
the shoulder straps off her shoulders. He carefully pulled the bra out from
beneath her, Stacie lifting her upper torso slightly to assist. She heard a
bottle lid being opened, then shivered as cool liquid was poured on her back. She
could feel it start to trickle as Dan moved swiftly into action, rubbing the
liquid into her flesh.

His hands manipulated her skin and eased her muscles.
She felt her joints loosening and her body relaxing into contentment. His hands
glided farther down her body to her waist. He tugged her jeans down a little
then slid his hands down to her hips, then round and up her spine. He went back
up to her upper back, then down the sides of her ribcage, just touching the
outer edges of her breasts with his fingertips. She shivered, wanting him to
touch her more intimately.

She lifted up her bottom then reached beneath her to unfasten
the button and fly on her jeans. Dan pulled them down, leaving her wearing only
her thong. She awaited his touch, trembling.

He cupped her bottom cheeks, gently squeezing her flesh
and making circles with his thumbs. He poured more of the liquid on her bottom,
she could feel it running down into the cleft between her buttocks. He moved
his large hands over her cheeks, rubbing and caressing, then back up her back,
in long slow delicious sweeps. Gentle noises surrounded her, the soundtrack
from the television and, close by, the small noises Chrissie and Jason were
making as they played around with each other. Earlier, when he was rubbing her
back, she was so relaxed she could almost have fallen asleep, but now as he
caressed her bottom and the tops of her thighs, her body was in a heightened
state of awareness. He wrapped his hands round the backs of her thighs and
slowly ran them up over her skin. His thumbs tickled mere millimetres from her
pussy and she quivered.

The urges of her body won out. She turned over and lay
on her back, staring up at Dan. She let her gaze deliberately drop to his
crotch. His arousal was evident even through his jeans. Dan reached for the
bottle again. It was baby oil, Stacie noticed. He poured the liquid across her
breasts. It trickled in all directions, but he flew into action, gathering up
the rivulets and massaging the oil into her breasts.

She closed her eyes, surrendering to his expert touch.
It was hopeless, his fingers drove her crazy. He massaged around her nipples,
deliberately avoiding her nipple area at first, although she pushed her breasts
into his hands desperately. Her pussy throbbed with need and she tried her
hardest not to wriggle her lower body. He glided his hands down and across her
tummy, stroking in gentle circles around her navel.

Stacie opened her eyes to see Chrissie and Jason naked
on the cushions. She looked up at Dan and saw him staring down at her.

“I want you to fuck me,” she told him. He didn’t say a
word, simply stood up and took off his jeans, then knelt down next to her
again.

Stacie sat up, taking hold of the massive bulge in his
trunks. She licked her lips and moved her body into a better position, kneeling,
caressing his manhood. She ran her fingers down the hard length through the
material, feeling it respond to her touch, twitching and bouncing. She dug her
hands in his waistband, and pulled out his cock, admiring it, caressing the
velvety softness. She bent down and began kissing his shaft. She tickled his
balls, tormenting them, using her tongue to run up the full length of his
penis. She rolled the tip of her tongue around the tip of his dick, hearing him
let out a groan. She smiled with delight that she was able to bring him
pleasure also. He had given her so much.

Dan moved pulling his cock away from her. He took hold
of her thong, pulling on the small piece of material. Stacie lay back, allowing
him to remove her thong. Instantly, she widened her thighs showing him her full
glory. He dropped down to feast on her pussy, already about to burst with hyper-sensitivity.
She nearly hit the roof when his tongue touched her. She threw her head back
into the pillows and thrust her mound in his face, reaching down to twine his
hair in her fingers, holding his head in place. He came up for air, licking his
lips before diving in again. Stacie sat up, leaning on her elbows wanting to
watch him. He tormented her pussy with his tongue, she felt it roll over her
clitoris, then dip into her vagina, making her cry out with pure delight.

He pointed his tongue and slid it in and out of her
vagina; the sensations sent fireworks through her body, she bucked and
trembled, and clenched her fists. When he stopped, she took her own hand down to
her clitoris, rubbing desperately. He plunged his fingers inside her, forcing
them deep. She lunged her bottom off the cushions, riding his hand. She reached
behind her head with her other hand, grabbing a handful of the cushion. Then
she felt it approaching, she rubbed harder and screamed with delight, riding
the tsunami, letting it rock her body. She jerked over and over, thrusting her
hips high off the cushion while her orgasm ran through her whole body. As the
tremors settled, her body flopped, the endorphins that had just raced through
her causing a delicious languor to spread throughout her limbs.

She felt Dan take hold of her hips and opened her eyes a
crack. He encouraged her to turn over, moving onto all fours. Stacie glanced at
the other couple, seeing Jason penetrating Chrissie. She groaned as he entered
her. Dan grabbed Stacie’s bottom and she tilted her hips to allow him entrance.
She felt his cock end teasing her pussy. Dan rubbed his manhood up and down her
labia, and Stacie quivered at the sensations his soft skin caused on her
still-trembling flesh. Dan widened her bottom cheeks, but instead of his cock,
she felt his tongue licking and sucking at her sensitive womanhood. Stacie buried
her face in the cushions and groaned, as he added his fingers to the agile
tongue manipulating and teasing her craving vagina.