Mister Distraction (Distraction #2) (5 page)

Bettina began talking to me. She sounded weak and pathetic. “This is Chelsea. She has volunteered to have sex with you.” I raised an eyebrow.

“Um, hi, I can’t believe she picked me. I am so excited.” The little redhead was beaming. She might as well have been wearing pigtails and licking a lollypop.

I shot Bettina a fierce stare. “Did you find her in the mall? At the bubble gum store?”

“I am sorry, sir. I will be quiet; Bettina said you like quiet.” I observed the girl and noticed she grew more nervous the longer she just stood there. Her short legs were alternately stepping from foot to foot. She appeared to be barely twenty as she peered up at me.
Shit, I hope she’s legal
. I gritted my teeth. This was getting old, all of it. Fuck it.

“Okay, I need you to take off your clothes for me.” She glanced around nervously. My patience was about to explode and I fixated my aggression towards Bettina.

“I don’t think this is going to work,” I growled, and the little redheaded girl stripped and kneeled before me. She was so fast Bettina didn’t even have time to respond.

“Stand up, little thing.” She stood up, but her head fell forward. “Are you sure you want to do this?” I could tell she was new to the club, and I never did new, even when I was first starting out.

“Yes, sir. I want this very much.” She was breathing fast. I glanced over and saw Alex, and I waved him over.

“Little thing, do you think you could handle two of us?” I grinned at Alex.

“Uh, yes, sir.” She snuck a peek at Alex and responded with a huge smile. Then she did a little happy dance.

I grabbed her upper arm and led her toward a room with a closed door. I knew Alex needed privacy. He was too well known and couldn’t risk a bad reputation. Bettina followed. I directed Bettina to the black leather sofa chair in the corner of the room that offered a perfect view. I guided the redhead to the table, and laid her on her back as I began strapping her down.

“Do you know the safe word?”

“Black.”

“That’s very good.” I ran my hand over her breasts and she gasped for air. “I want you to make as much noise as you can, do you understand?” I said this for Bettina’s benefit; it made no difference to me if she made a single sound, as long as she enjoyed my touch that’s all I cared about. She moaned her response as she openly gawked at Alex and me taking our clothes off. I removed my shoes slowly, absorbing the moment; Alex was rubbing her body with oil, and I smelled the air, feeling the cold hardwood beneath my toes as I moved toward the table. I started with her voluptuous breasts, pinching and pulling her pink nipples. I studied her dark brown eyes and they told me what she liked. We continued to play with her body, rubbing and touching. She had an orgasm within minutes. I looked up at Bettina and held up one finger to taunt her. She was furious. I could see the wheels turning in her head. She was planning her revenge and it made me smile. Alex handed me a flavored condom and took one for himself.

“OK, sweetness, Alex is going to have you first. I would like to take your mouth. Just moan if you’re good with that.” She moaned loudly. “That was great; we love to hear you.” I directed my eyes toward Bettina and winked, knowing I was pissing her off. She dramatically rolled her eyes.

Alex wasted no time getting started. I walked to the head of the table and moved Chelsea’s head towards me. I stared at Bettina as the fiery redhead took me into her sexy mouth.

“I will do all the work, sweetness. You just need to relax and take me deep.” I allowed her a little time to adjust to my cock in her mouth before I began my fast movements. She gagged a little.

“Relax, little one.” I reached over and ran my finger over her erect nipple, and she opened up further for me. That would do. I fisted her hair, and she moaned as I had my way with her moist mouth. It wasn’t nearly deep enough, but it would work for tonight. I continued to move my hips while eyeing my girlfriend, the pissed off look in her eyes driving me over my edge. I pulled out just before I started to come. I found comfort knowing I left no trace behind. Alex finished at the same time Chelsea found her second release. I held my fingers up to Bettina, showing her two. We undid Chelsea’s straps and rolled her over onto her stomach. We could see she wasn’t going to make it to four. Alex was rubbing her back as I finished tying her down, and I walked over, took off my condom, and put on a new one, handing Alex a fresh one too.

“Okay, little thing, we want to play with you some more. Don’t forget, you have a safe word.” She only moaned again. I treaded over to her widely spread legs and thrust in as soon as I was close enough.

“Shit, you are so tight. Squeeze me, sweetness.” She did and I groaned loudly in appreciation. The side of her mouth tipped up. Alex kept rubbing her back with oil, whispering sweet things into her ear. He had oil all over his hands and was rubbing her arms and legs. Then he reached her bottom. He stayed there for a while, slipping his hand down the crack to the hole as he began working it, stretching it while I pounded in forcefully. I wanted her to remember this night for a while. I came forcefully, and again I pulled out just before my release. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes; this was the intoxicating part of fucking
for me, the silence in my head, the blood filtering faster to every part of my body. That rush was worth whatever I had to do to get it. I was an eagle with its wings spread the furthest they’d go, drifting in the wind. There was no tropical sunshine after, no cuddle bugs and no love touching. I stepped away, slipping the soggy condom off.

Alex quickly moved behind her into the spot I had occupied and dipped his penis into her back hole. I sized up girls before I had sex with them and would determine her needs. This young thing didn’t look like she would enjoy that, but Alex was a butt man. He was coaxing her, telling her how wonderful she was. He began moving faster and I walked away. She had a safe word, and if she truly didn’t like it, she could speak up.

The bathroom was off to the side of the playroom, and I used it to clean myself up, putting my dress pants and button-up shirt back on. When I returned, Alex was grunting, and I grabbed a few items from the armoire in the corner that held sex toys, towels, waters, and cleaning supplies. I walked over to the girl and untied her restraints. Alex pulled out and walked to the bathroom to clean up. I dried her down and wrapped her up with a soft black towel. She was limp in my arms as I picked her up. I carried her over and handed her to Bettina where she curled up in Bettina’s lap. I whispered in her ear before handing her off, “Sweetness, you did great today.” I watched her smile shyly and I winked at Bettina. She was busy throwing me daggers with her eyes.

I returned to the equipment and wiped it down with the antiseptic spray and paper towels I had grabbed out of the armoire. Alex was next to me and said, “Tonight was great. We haven’t done that in a while. Anytime you want to play again, I’m in.” I smiled and nodded at his words.

We cleaned up. Chelsea fell asleep on Bettina’s lap, so we took her home with us. I laid her in bed with Bettina and padded down the hall to sleep in my own bed. Bo was with me, and I locked the door and fell asleep.

I woke up to my alarm clock and got right in the shower. I cleaned up and made my way to the kitchen. I ate egg and dried cereal for breakfast and then I fed Bo. I went to wake Bettina. I started the shower and
walked back to the bed. “Bettina get up and get in the shower.” She would sleep all day if I didn’t get her up. I noticed the redhead opening her eyes. She smiled at me shyly before getting out of bed naked. She disappeared into the bathroom as I picked Bettina up and set her on her feet. Chelsea walked out of the bedroom, searching for her clothes. She peeked up at me again and blushed.

“Can you take me to my car, or to my house?” Bettina and I shared a look before I answered. I wanted it to be okay with her.

“Sure, let’s go.” I grabbed Bo’s leash and we walked through the lobby to my Jeep. I directed her toward the passenger side and let her in. Bo got in on my side and sat in the back.

I turned on the radio and I noticed her out of the corner of my eye; she was staring at me. “Where to?”

“I live at the corner of Oak and Shaw.” She kept staring, but I didn’t mind. Girls liked to stare at me.

I pulled in front of her building and walked around my Jeep to help her out.

“Would you mind coming up to my apartment? My boyfriend was really mad last night that I agreed to have sex with you.”

“Excuse me?” Women rarely surprise me. I knew what they wanted, and if I was up for telling them or giving them what they wanted, I did, but why in the hell, if a girl had a boyfriend who didn’t want to share…
would you
? Unless you were a crazy-ass bitch and wanted to manipulate, and drive him insane with jealousy.
Fuck, I was too old for this shit
.

“My boyfriend, he was really mad. He didn’t want me to do it.”

“Then why did you? You could have walked anytime.” What I was looking at was a fellow sex hobbyist; I could see the glow in her eyes.

“Seriously, have you seen yourself? And then Alex…last night was a night I will fantasize about for the rest of my life.” I suddenly remembered the smile that she let slip when I asked Alex to join us. She played me, and bravo, she did it well. It was the whole ‘I can’t believe she picked me’. I was losing my skills reading women. I looked at the girl staring at me.
She was still using me, but for what?
Curiosity got the better of me.

“Show me the way.” I peeked in and told Bo to hang tight; I’d be right back. She led the way to her apartment and I followed. She opened the
door and I went inside with her. She disappeared inside a room to my left and then crossed the living room, passing two brown sofas and a TV that hung on the wall. She peeked in another room and then crossed by the kitchen on her way back to me. I glanced straight ahead at an open door she missed with a mat on the floor, and guessed that was probably the bathroom, but she didn’t seem to think her boyfriend would be hiding in there. When she finished inspecting every room and then slowly wandered back to me, she began taking off her clothes, which didn’t take long, as she only wore a tiny dress. It was a desperate move of a horny bitch, and I waved my hands at her to stop.

“Hey, last night was a one night thing. I am not into cheating on my girlfriend behind her back. Last night was fun, but it will never happen again.” I meant it. There were plenty of other girls, and I wasn’t dishonest or sneaky. She knelt down in front of me. My cock hardened at the sight of a pretty little sub kneeling before me. Her tongue snuck out and licked her pouty full lips. I eyed her impassively as a smile began creeping across her wet lips.

I stepped back, retreating, and opened the door. “Good luck with your boyfriend.” I slammed the door behind me and jogged, somewhat uncomfortably, to my Jeep.

I was kidding myself if I thought that wasn’t the most appetizing offer I’d had in a long while. I reached down to adjust my unit.
Fuck, now I had two headaches
. I pulled into the nearest coffee shop and hopped out leaning in again to let Bo know I’d be back. I walked to the passenger side, rolled down the window a couple inches, and patted him on the head before taking off.

Chapter Three

It was a busy coffee place full of what looked like college students. The tables were spread throughout the shop, with books and computers on every surface. It was loud; the sound of too many people talking at the same time, combined with the whistling of the coffee making machines. My brain was about to explode, as I waited for my turn to order. I debate on leaving, because it was that obnoxiously loud.

I ordered a small latte and the girl behind the counters asked if I wanted a short or tall. I repeated, I wanted a small and could barely hold my temper back. Smalls had always been smalls, not short or tall; it was frickin’ small. The young girl giggled because she thought I was joking, she repeated ‘tall’.
Whatever
. I pulled it together because she was kind of cute with the giggling and such. I flashed her my perfect grin and she blushed. I followed her down the counter, being flirtatious, making her believe I was into her. It made me laugh inside at how many people were looking for a connection. It was too easy to manipulate women. The world was full of selfish people looking to take what beautiful things they could. I knew this, and did my own taking of beautiful things. The truth was jaded, but life was often unexpected, and so as long as I protected myself from feeling anything, I couldn’t care less what fantasy I might play in someone else’s head.