red diaries (part 2)

That evening, something new turned up at my door…1

I had arranged with regular client Dave, to turn up around 9pm for a quickie, that's what he calls it but it never is - landing him in yet another £350 IOY debt. Dave is broke, after each session he’d leave me something to assure me he’d be back with the money, but he never was.2

I felt sorry for him at first, because he had trouble. The kind of trouble that no man would happily admit to, that’s right, it didn’t work, it wasn't even limpish! Viagra was not available to him because he’s a diabetic, and so he came to me for help.3

After my first session with Dave many months ago, which was a tiny and I mean tiny success, he left me his blue Fiat on my drive. It wasn’t a pretty thing, just enough to keep my mind at rest. The following week, he left his driving licence, and the next his watch, his ring and so it went on. I still have the car parked on my drive and a collection of other things in the bottom draw below the draw of candles and sensual oils. All on the account he will pay me back one day.4

When I spoke to him this morning he promised me that tonight was the night he'd repay me, he even said he'd pay me interest. I expected money, of course I did, but what turned up surprised even me...5

The door takes a knocking as it always does, Dave is always heavy handed and in a rush! I check my dress, slip my on heels and head for the peephole. I look through and get the shock of my life!6

“Oh my god…” I lean against the door to help me stand because it's more than I can handle to see Dave holding hands with the little brunette from this morning, Kay.7

I take a deep breath and consider my options, my first being to pretend not to be in. Then the door takes another thunderous beating. No, I decide that won’t work. Again I look through the peephole, I was not wrong the first time, it’s her, Kay. I steady myself, run my fingers through my hair before sliding the lock and open the door.8

“Dave? Hi!” I fold my arms and stand uncomfortably in the doorway.9

“Red, this is Kay, my girlfriend.” I can tell by the tone in his voice that he thinks this will impress me and its obvious that he has no idea that Kay and I have already met! I realise she's not told him - the frantic fear of him finding out written all over her face as she stands nervously beside him.10

“Kay, right.” I hesitate, but feel its best to take it inside and so moving aside I let them slip past me.11

"Hi" she say's and thanks me with a light nod as she passes.12

"Hi" I smile back. When Dave follows her I take his wrist and holding him back “We need to talk!” I whisper into his ear.13

He looks somewhat ashamed of himself as I let go of him and he moves inside making himself at home on the sofa. He has been here countless times and I am sure he knows every room as well as if they were his own. Kay on the other hand stays standing, fiddling with her purse in her hands. I close the door and make eyes at her, she is beautiful.14

“I’m sorry…” she sighs “This was Dave’s idea, he thinks you can help us!”15

I do not answer.16

“I can leave if…”17

“No,” I interrupt her and move in to take her purse and coat from her “stay!” I say softly.18

Dave smiles “I’m sorry Red, but you know with my little problem I haven’t been able to have sex, I thought you know, you could perhaps get Kay going and I’d watch.” He is unrealistic to just turn up like this, and his proposal adds to my fustration.19

“Oh, is that what you thought?” I am being sarcastic but the idea is in fact getting me heated already.20

“Yeah, she has a thing for blondes, and thought maybe I would be aroused by watching. See, Kay hasn’t had it in a while!” He say's bluntly.21

I look at Kay knowing better, I tilt me head questionably “Is that right?” I wink at her and she smiles, her cheeks flushing red.22

I fondle the the arch of my neck and pretent to think about it. “Ok, ok!" I make out it is more trouble than it is worth, but I accept. "But before we begin can we discuss payment?” I move toward the bar and begin to pour a brandy.23

Kay’s hand dives down her front and I can’t help but watch with fascination as she reveals a wod of notes. “How much?” she asks as she starts counting.24

I sip the Brandy “Well, if I’m just doing you, and not Dave…”25

“Well I never said…”26

“Dave, honey just watch for now hmm?” Kay shuts him up quickly and I admit, I like her dismissive attitude. So much so that I can imagine her wearing some dominative costume and holding a whip in her hand.27

I take another sip “Ok, starting at £350, my hourly rate - up, down, in, out, from the front, from behind, upside down, all possitions are included, apart from blow jobs. Of course, you're a woman so that doesn't count! Sex toys may cost more but if you fancy anything let me know before hand so I can tell you how much, and Dave if you want to… do your own thing while watching that’s at no extra cost, just keep it clean huh!” I finish the Brandy and lift my glass to them “Drink?”28

“No” Dave speaks first.29

“Yes!” Kay heads toward me and I pass her a glass, her eyes never leaving mine as I pour from the bottle.30

She plays with the glass, making the liquid wash around. I cant tell if she is nervous or fustrated so I place a hand on her hip and move closer.31

Dave who is watching and already unzipping his slacks though I doubt there’s much to hold just yet. I look from him to Kay and then I lean into her ear “Who’s idea was this, really?” I pull away and look into her eyes as she drinks the Brandy in one mouthful.32

“I pressed the redial button after he called you this morning…” she checks Dave who is now fondling his limp soldier. He is watching as my hand travels down her thigh and back up again, but he is unable to hear her breath against my skin as she whispers “I only intended to find out who he was calling… I never intended to want you.” she puts down the glass and kisses my jaw “I liked it! I want more!” she admits.33

I close my eyes and sigh. I’d never been this turned on by a woman’s hand against my hip, I can feel how needy I am between my thighs and I immediately decide to get things moving. I slide my hand up her top and tickle the muscles across her stomach before reaching to up to cup one of her lushes breasts.34

“Fuck me!” she begs, catching her breath as my thumb rubs over her perk nipple underneath her bra.35

“Oh I intend to!” I tease the little nub until it is hard “How would you like me to fuck you?” my tongue whispers over her lips.36

She places her hand on top of mine over the material of her top and adds more pressure “Like I’m a millionaire and you’re my naughty little sex pest!” she sniggers over my lips and I catch them with mine in a tight desperate kiss.37

When I pull back I reach down and squeeze the plump cushion that is her arse in my other hand “then you get to have your way with me?” I raise my eyebrow at her. I want her to have her way, this is her initiation, her interview! If she can take control of me, then she has the job!38

That's why I am pleased to feel her fingers dance down my hip. "Yes, I do!” she nods as her hand slips under my dress. I am surprised to feel her hand head straight for my wet crutch and gently flicker the delicate flesh over the damp material.39

“Feel how wet I am!” I ask her to venture further and she accepts, sliding her hand under the seem of my underwear and down into my sleek folds laced with my need. She is delighted to see for herself what she is doing to me.40

“You want me deep inside you, don’t you?”41

“Oh yes!” I bite my lip as her fingers together make circles over my clit and then slip down to touch and tease my wet hole.42

“You want me to fill you with something long and hard, don‘t you my little sex pest?” she teases me more by circling a single finger around my opening. I look over at Dave who is frantically trying to get a hard on.43

She laughs at him “You and I both know it wont be him!” she say's as her finger starts to lick at my nub.44

“I think I have just the thing” I get her stop for a second and I call Dave who is still not having much success and ask him to go into my bedroom to find a particular toy.45

Good old dick-less Dave brings back exactly what I want him to! A black vibrator called the rock star! He hands it to me and I look at it lovingly. This is my style of choice, it's large, curled in the shape of a 'U' and easy to use if it’s to be a one man job! Not that I ever need to, given that it is my job.46

Dave stands closer now with his hand down his trousers and watches as I pass the toy to Kay. She rolls it in her hands feeling the capacity and weight of it.47

“You want this hmm?” she waves it in front of me inspecting it and with her other hand she pushes me against the bar. “Feels… hard!” she is pleased with it already!48

I lift my skirt up so that she can see me finger my knickers at the waistband before slowly pulling them down over my ankles. I lean back against the bar, which is about level with my arse, then spread my legs. “Give it to me!” I tell her seductively and she steps toward me with the Rock star vibrator ready in her hand.49

If I could press pause and rewind I would, but this is way out of my control! That little brunette with the dickless boyfriend Dave, was about to show me just how suited she was for the part as a dominatrix and seeing that black vibrator coming for me, I was submitting to her every whim.50

I impatiently hike my leg up and lift my dress allowing her access. I do not expect her to take my waist and spin me around, so when she does I jump at her touch and I let out a husky breath!51

“Shh, this wont hurt” she purrs into my ear with her body pressed against mine from behind. I can feel the vibrator running up the inside of my leg and back down again, never quite reaching that desired spot.52

“Now, be a good my little sex pest and take off your dress!” again she spoke in my ear, my weapon of choice still lingering.53

I speedily reach for the bottom of my dress and lift it up over my head in one move, my bra the only thing left. Kay unclips it releasing my breasts and throws the garment on the floor by Dave’s feet.54

Dave shudders as he finds something to take hold of, and let's be honest it’s probably the first time in months – but right now I do not care. I should because it's my job, but I don't. I can only think of the throbbing between my thighs! Kay sure has some guts to take me like this, and I feel already in her debt for doing so!55

“Spread your legs for me” she asks politely, and I do more than that. I lean over so that my breasts hang against the bar and lift my arse up before finally spreading my legs; I can only imagine the view! “Perfect!” she say's and please with it she begins to run the vibrator down between my cheeks, slowly, seductively and...56

“YES!” I squeal as she slips it down and up inside my wet hole in one swift thrush. The impact is enough to make me shudder but I hold out for as long as I can as she begins a torturous motion between my legs, harder and harder, deeper she goes making my nipples rub freely over the bar in front of me. The sensations only adding to my forthcoming orgasm!57

Faster and faster, thrust by thrust I whimper and lift myself up and into her, until finally my body tenses and clutches at the vibrator until I am beaten and collapse onto the bar in front of me with my mouth open reaching for air.58

When I turn and look around I see Dave smiling and I realise at last he's had a little release. Then I see Kay happily removing her clothes. Naked, I turn and watch her. She removes everything apart from her black suspenders and pantyhose. I shake my head at her in amusement; I am delighted to see her dressed perfectly for the job.59

It’s obvious to me now that she was not prepared this morning; she was not dressed for it. The first thing I do is shape my clients. I look at them, I listen to them and then I give them what they desire. It sounds simple but Kay was harder to evaluate, she seemed to prove me wrong every time.60

On the other hand, poor Dave is somewhat predictable and once spent he wants to have Kay all to him self - never mind the fact that he's unlikely to please her!61

“Dave, honey I’m paying for it, let me have some fun hmm?” she whines at him and fiddles with vibrator in her hand, no innocence lost he agrees and allows me to have my way with her. And I do!62

After our session I get dressed and head for my bedroom where I locate one of my business cards and write – There’s a job for you if you want it ~ Red. When I return I help Kay with her coat and slip the card in her coat pocket for her to find later. I unlock the door and watch them both slip out.63

“Thank you, Red. You’re enchanting” her hand slides into mine and she shakes it lightly as our eyes linger.64

“I told you so!” Dave is overly enthusiastic. See, he thinks he has won his car back because Kay and I like each other.65

I hold onto her hand longer than I need to “anytime” I say tenderly. Then I watch her leave her heels clicking down my driveway as she casually runs her index finger along the paintwork of Dave’s blue car which is parked next to mine. 66

"Bye Red" Dave is suddenly sad. I do not reply as he follows her like a lost puppy.67

“Hey. Dave!” I call him back and jangle his keys in front of me playfully. He turns and I throw them in the air for him to catch. He looks at them in his hands; a childish grin spilling over his face.68

Kay smiles and heads for the passenger seat, now she knows she has me wrapped around her little finger.69

* * * *70

I clean up and head home to my apartment where I reside when I am not working. Seeing as I have a choice of four places I find myself taking each property in turn, only occasionally moving to a different property when something specific is requested, such as an indoor pool. The pool though is only small and rarely used though regularly taken care of by my cleaner, who is in fact my close friend, Tina.71

Tina is a 35 years old attractive widow with two children, both under 5 years old. We met 2 years ago when Allan, the father of her children died in what could only be called a freak accident.72

Allen was one of my first clients. Tina had no idea until the wake when we both sat together on the steps leading into the beer garden of Allan’s favourite pub, The Swan. We sat drinking a bottle of wine and toasting to his death; the avid drinking and oh yes, an alcoholic!73

“I’m sorry, Tina” I fill my glass and then hers “he told me he was single.” I defend myself but I am still ashamed, she seems very sweet.74

“I don’t blame you for his bad habits…” she tells me and sips her wine “he was an arse, I’m better off without him!"75

She went on to explain what he’d been like; she’d had a rough year before his death since he’d not be at home, instead spending all their money on booze and sleeping around.76

“There must be someway I can help…” 77

And that’s how it happened, and we've been friends ever since. She usually cleans my apartment too, even though I ask her not to. She often does this on a Friday morning which is when I pay her cash in hand for a weeks work. That’s why I should not be surprised to find her staring down at me when I wake the next morning - but I am!78

“Tina?”79

“Morning Ms Red” she stands beside the bed and coos my nick name playfully. She lifts the phone up toward me “it’s for you”.80

I take the phone and place my hand over the receiver “who is it?” I whisper, in the hope it might be Kay.81

She raises her eyebrow at me and I know instantly it's mother! Tina smiles, I will get her back later for not saying I was out! I reluctantly put the phone to my ear “Mum?“ I speak in a calm voice, so that she will not detect frustration or disappointment.82

“Hello angel, I‘m sorry to ring you so early…” my eyes divert to my clock - 08:15am.83

“No, its fine, I’m not…”84

“Oh good, your father and I are outside!”85

I pause and put the phone in my lap where I can still hear her voice talking. I take a deep breath before standing and looking outside my bedroom window where I see my mother stood waving at me from the family wagon which is parked on the communal driveway of my apartment block.86

Suddenly I am feeling very nauseas!87

My parent’s, sit uncomfortably in the front room, my father cleaning his black rimmed glasses and my mother inspecting the empty walls for a family photo. I only have one photo which rests on the sill of my bedroom window and that is of the family dog, Johnson! So, I avoid meeting her eyes as she waits to spill her disappointment on me and after a few minutes of silence I head hastily for the kitchen, Tina following closely behind me.88

The door falls silently behind us and I turn to look at her, my face boiling fury.89

“Don’t you give me that look!” she sneers “If I knew they were out there I’d have changed my clothes!”90

She is referring to the cute little pink apron tied around her waste. I knew I shouldn’t have told her about the client who requested a naked cleaner. I got paid for pretending to dust and clean the front room with an apron on. Yes, just the apron. He was an odd man, with a peculiar desire and I enjoyed testing him by bending down and giving him an eyeful, I even played with the pink feather duster between my legs! But, he wanted none of it, just the plain old naked cleaner.91

I roll my eyes at her as she takes the kettle and begins to fill it. I try to steady my smirk, but she knows she has done as intended and naturally I relax against the kitchen unit and sigh. “Tina, you know I can’t handle this, I can’t work with my parents here!”92

She looks up from the half filled kettle in her hand and leaves the tap running in the background. “You need my help, I know.” She nods, closes the lid and then reaches to turn the tap off. I can tell she is mastering up a plan as her upper lip lifts and her eyes sink into thought.93

She puts the kettle down, flicks the switch on and comes toward me with her hands thrust to her hips “How much?”94

I pause to calculate an amount and when I have one I stand up straight with a stern face on and reply “I’ll pay you £50!”95

“£80!” she bites back.96

I frown, “Jesus! Ok £65?”97

She takes a step closer, folding her arms “£70. Grey needs new shoes.”98

I sigh. Grey is her 5 year old daughter, cute piggy tails and Barbie Dolls included, she knows I can’t say no to her bargaining. She often does this, uses her children against me, because Ok, I admit it I love children and she knows I love her kids!99

Last week it was her son Samuel's, 3rd birthday, and she needed a place to hold a party. The moment she asked me to help her I had visions of kids using dildo’s as golf clubs and whips as lassoes as they ran across the lawn! So, obviously out of the four properties that I own, my apartment was most suitable.100

I look at her now with that adorable dipping brow. Truth is, it never takes much to convince me where Tina’s concerned, both her and her children. I sigh, “Ok, you got me, it’s a deal!” I put out my hand to shake on it.101

Her face relaxes, and she takes my hand in hers "Good. Now, where is it?” she asks softly, her excitement controlled.102

She is referring to my little black book. The book that contains all my clients details, dates and times for the forthcoming days. See, I never let anyone read it. Tina has only once touched it, not even touched just brushed her finger over it and marvelled at the thickness of it. Now, she gets to open it, see my earnings and reschedule my clients.103

I stare at her, I am hesitant but I have no choice, and if it was going to be anyone I’d hand it over to, it would be Tina. “On the right, second drawer down.” I say beaten.104

She nods. “How long do I have?” she asks, her face still not creasing.105

My eyes dip back and forth from her and the clock on the wall over her shoulder “four hours, my first gig is at 12:30am.”106

“Who?”107

“Carl…”108

“Ew!”109

My nose crinkles “I know… but he is wealthy!” By wealthy I don’t mean rich, I mean wealthy in size. He’s not an attractive man, very skinny and pale looking with a rather prominent nose that’s pinched at the tip, but he certainly has it going on downstairs!110

“Noted, maybe I won’t cancel him after all!” she winks at me.111

I step even closer and lean into her. “You know, anyone would think you needed to get laid!” I tease.112

“Well, maybe I…”113

Tina pauses as a gentle breeze blows between us followed by the sound of creaking. We both look up to see my mother stood by the kitchen door, staring with her mouth half open. I can only imagine her surprise, first of all to find a woman in my house at this time in the morning, and now to walk in us looking as though we are about to kiss.114

“Mum…“ I smile weakly and stutter “Sorry, tea’s coming…” I nudge Tina who hastily pulls away diverting her attention back to the steaming kettle.115

“Yes, I am parched!” her voice sounds unbalanced her hand scales up her neck irritably – the idea of her daughter being a lesbian has caught her off guard.116

“Good! Is dad ok, has it been a long drive, he looked tired? You know, I have some of those snaps if he’d rather that than tea?” I begin to babble; meanwhile Tina takes a snap from the cupboard.117

“Good lord no, not at this time of the morning!” She steps closer with a square jaw, her hand now on her chin. She forgets my dad is an alcoholic, one who does not care for weather it’s appropriate to drink or not.118

Tina rolls her eyes at me and puts the snap back in the cupboard, replacing it with another mug.119

“Mum, can you give us a second?” I look at her sincerely “I need to organize a working schedule with Tina.” I assure her - I lie.120

My mother looks a little flushed at my direct approach. She is aware Tina is my cleaner and gives me a half-hearted nod and leaves, the door swinging behind her.121

“You realise what she must’ve thought walking in on us like that?” Tina speaks first whilst adding a few sugars to my mother’s tea.122

“Yes, and I would bet my life on it that she is in there right now telling my father the reason I haven’t had a solid relationship with a man in the last three years!”123

“Oh! Well I haven’t either!” She shrugs and stirs the brew, the silver spoon clanging.124

“True and it’s better than the truth I guess!”125

She smirks and passes me two mugs. “Yours is in the Mickey Mouse mug.” She sniggers as I take it from her.126

“Oh, well thank you for choosing the gayest mug ever!” I take a sip. “You know, you really do need to get laid!”127

Tina laughs “I’m not paying you!” she defends and then heads for the door and with her free hand on the handle pauses to look at me “so is Carl really that well endowed?” she teases.128

My mouth drops. "You’d better cancel, not invest!” I utter under breath.129

Tina pulls the door open. "We shall see!” she smirks and escapes into the front room before I can catch her.130

* * *131

My father, by the end of the evening, is sprawled out on the sofa, surrounded by empty bear bottles and Snaps, that Tina had sneaked him when passing his tea that morning. Shortly after that, Tina had left with my black book and mobile in her hand, and I’ve not seen her since, which is now, making me nervous.132

My mother is sat next to me, watching me as I sit here fingering the rim of my empty mug. It was my fifth cup of tea in the past 8 hours and it hadn't settled me as I’d hoped. 133

Noticing my concern, she places a hand on my shoulder. “She will be back, you’ll see” she tells me softly, but before I can answer her, the front door opens and Tina slips inside.134

“Tina, at last!” I sigh heavily as a sense of relief washes over me and putting the mug aside I stand and move toward her. The feeling though, is short lived when the door is pushed wide open and I see a familiar face step inside after her.135

“Kay?” I exclaim.136

“Red! Hi…”137

Tina scolds me with a look of disappointment and barging past me, heads for the bedroom door.138

“Tina, where…”139

“Red?” my mother cuts me off in a drunken splatter, though she has not had a drop to drink. The commotion makes my father stir from his sleeping position and look up with curiosity.140

“Sorry, bad time?” Kay say’s politely as the door closes behind her.141

I smile and frown all at the same time. I am a swirl of emotions and I don’t know where or who to start with.