CH 1-10

Story Notes

Victor, young, good-looking, modest, and broke. Living in New York gets expensive, especially when you have a family to support. When an opportunity presents itself to Victor named Carmen. Can Victor stomach what she wants him to do?

Summary

Content Warning: This story contains mature subject matter, fetishes, sexual encounters, strong language, and adult situations. Not for people under the age of 18. I write these stories as a hobby. I hope you enjoy them.

Chapter 1

He hated being disappointed. Standing in a men’s specialty shop with a thousand-dollar suit on, all he heard from her was ” take it off”. She said, with her noise turned up, as if she smelled something bad in the air. She didn’t like the suit on him. He wanted to scream at her Why not? I loved this suit; it fits my body nicely. I look good in it, and I have never had a thousand-dollar suit before. He said to himself while standing in front of a full-length mirror, admiring himself in it. Helen pushed out her lips while pointing her ringed index finger toward the dressing room. “Take it off”. She said this time with insistence in her voice.

He’s sulking back toward the dressing room with his shoulders down. He really wanted to tell her where she could stick her better-than-you attitude, along with her money. But right now, he was not in a position to do that. He’d have to bite his tongue a little longer. At the rate he was going he soon wouldn’t have a tongue to bite.

While in the dressing room changing back into his regular clothes. He wondered how he got into this situation dealing with these privileged older women in the first place. Which he now depended on to help him survive living in expensive New York City. Not that he was ashamed of what he was doing with these, women. It’s just sometimes he felt like he was being used. In reality, they were all using each other for their own personal benefit.

All he had to do was swallow his morals and tongue and not think about it too much. Helen called out to him from the sales floor. He told her he be right out. He took his time going extra slow getting dressed. That’s the only way he could say F**k You to her without really saying it. He heard the sigh of impatience coming from her voice. She could wait. How many times had he waited on her to get ready?

While getting dressed his cell phone rang. He looked to see who was calling him. It was Redhead probably with another appointment for him. He let her call go to voicemail. He would get back to her later.

Sometimes it was too much for him. Some of his appointments were a little too demanding of his time and is body. They wanted more from him than he could or even wanted to give them. Some of the stuff these ladies required him to do was out of his comfort zone, but the money was too good to pass up for certain request. So again, he bit his tongue and did what was requested of him. Since the word no was not in Redhead or these women vocabulary. They had an entitled mentality. They thought they owned the world and everybody in it including Victor. Still getting dress he remembered this all started about a year ago.

Chapter 2

Victor was sitting in a bar drinking with a co-worker, complaining about his money problems. He liked his job as a computer technician, but the money wasn’t enough to cover his expenses and support his family in Guntersville, Alabama. Victor’s mother was unable to find work after she had been laid off in their small town. So, Victor was helping her out with supporting his two sisters, Tammy, who was fifteen, and Anna, who was fourteen. His mother’s unemployment checks barely covered the family’s basic expenses. She didn’t have money for the extras like school uniforms, activities, car insurance, home, and car repairs. That’s where Victor’s paychecks came in. He sent his mother as much as he could spare from his paychecks every time he got paid. She knew he was struggling financially and appreciated what he did to help the family.

Since he was a child Victor tried to help out his mother any way he could. Since his deadbeat father had run off with a man leaving his mother penniless and with three kids to feed. As far as he could remember his mother always worked two jobs just to keep a roof over the family’s head. While his mother worked Victor would care for hi two sisters. Picking them up from school, feeding them helping with their homework. Victor basically raised his sisters like they were his own. To him they were more than just his sisters they were his heart. When it was time for Victor to move out. He made a promise to his sisters. If they stayed out of trouble, focused on school, and helped their mother. He would give them some of the things they wanted. Victor had kept his promise up until the last three months. When his department at work started doing layoffs and pay freezes. He had counted on pay raises to help him pay his bills but they weren’t coming. He needed extra money and quick.

Still sitting at the bar slowly sipping the only beer he could afford. His co-worker Gary sitting next to him asked how much he needed. He might be able to give him a small loan until payday. Shaking his head Victor declined his offer thanking him. He told him he needed a steady supply of money to feed himself and his family. Getting up from his seat has he slapping a hand on Victor’s shoulders. He said if he heard of anything he would let him know. Then Gary walked off to visit with some other co-workers that just came into the bar leaving Victor alone with his money problems.

Victor thanked him then went back to sipping his beer. With his head down not paying attention to the loud noise or the band playing in the bar. All Victor could think about was where was he getting extra money from that he needed like yesterday. At this moment he had only twenty dollars in his pocket to last him four days. Thankful he purchased a metro card for the bus and trains from his last paycheck. So, he was able to get back and forth to work for the week and wouldn’t have to use the last twenty he had for transportation.

Victor knew somehow he had to make some extra money but didn’t have a clue how to do it. Taking on another full-time job would be impossible. His job was too demanding and required him to be on call most of the time. Even a part-time job was not possible for him right now. He needed a job that was flexible, not too demanding of his time and paid well. He couldn’t think of what kind of job sitting that would be. That he was qualify for and it was legal. While he sat at the bar thinking, some of the women in the bar kept trying to get real close to him. It was getting to the point some of them were leaning their bodies against his back has they ordered drinks at the crowded bar. Always apologizing afterwards for doing it. Victor notice some of these women let their bodies linger longer then normal against his back. He could fell their harder nipples pressing against him. Causing Victor to be uncomfortable at their forwardness when it came to him. After these women had gotten their drinks, they always give Victor lusty looks has they licked their lips and swayed their hips has they walking away from him.

Some of these women came up so close to his face just to say hi to him. Making sure he got a full eyes view of their bodies in their reveling clothes. He was always polite to these women but not interested in anything at the moment. His mind was pre-occupied with other things. Eventually the women got the hint and moved on to other prospects.

When a young woman in her mid-30’s shoulder-length red hair, porcelain skin, and forest-green eyes sat on the bar stool next to him. She looked straight at Victor “You know you good looking, right?”, she boldly told him. He said, “thanks” his tone stated he was clearly not in the mood for conversation. Victor’s eyes stayed focused on the beer in front of him. Not bothering to gaze in the direction of the women speaking to him. All Victor wanted to do was, sip his beer and be left alone. Then he heard her say “Mind If I buy you a drink?” She called the bartender over and ordered another of what Victor was having and a glass of white wine for herself, before he could say anything. Still not taking notice of the women sitting next to him at the bar. Her body was practically in his lap at this point. He could smell the sweet scent of her perfume and feel her body heat since she was so close to him. “ Thanks for the beer,” His head down still staring into his beer mug. He heard her reply “You’re welcome, my name is Carmen”. She said while stretching her hand out in his direction. Forcing Victor to raise his head and look her way. has he shook her hand.“ Victor”, he said returning back to focusing on his beer. Not paying her any more attention. She said it again like he didn’t hear her the first time “ You know you good looking, right? How old are you, if you don’t mind me asking?” She sipped her wine has she waited for Victor to answer. Carmen liked what she saw in Victor. Not only was he good looking he was fit and young. From her guess he was about twenty-three twenty -four tops Her ladies would love him from his looks alone.

He could feel her forest green eyes scanning him up and down like a side of beef. Has her body moved closer to him. He wasn’t in the mood for a one-night stand. He had other things on his mind and women weren’t it. He moved over a bit from her body that was lightly pressing against him. Wondering if she couldn’t take the hint, he wasn’t in for conversation tonight. He didn’t want to be rude and tell her to leave him alone but if she kept pressing against him the way she was. And kept asking him all this none of your business questions. He would have to tell her in a nice way he wasn’t interested. The you know your good-looking part she kept saying to him. He had heard all his life, and it was starting to get on his nerves.

At 5′11,200 lbs. of solid muscle, short black wavy hair, a chiseled face, gray eyes, and black facial hair. A lot of people thought he was a Sicilian because of his dark features. People compared him to a younger version of John Stamos the actor from full house the T.V. show. He wished he had the actor’s money. Victor never had a problem attracting women and even some guys when it came to his looks. In high school, he would find notes and panties with girl’s names and numbers pushed into his locker. Some he would date and some he wouldn’t. Women were never Victor’s problem money was.

When Victor finally paid attention to the women asking him all these questions. He came face to face with a beautiful redhead with smooth porcelain skin, full lush red lips and forest green eyes. He wouldn’t mind enjoying a sample of her if he was in the mood. But right now sex was farthest from his mind.

Victor thought maybe if he answered some of her questions then she would eventually leave him alone it was better then hurting her feeling by saying he wasn’t interested. Since clearly she wasn’t taking his silence has a hint.

“Twenty-four why do you ask?” He said while staring into the prettiest forest green eyes he ever seen. And them staring right back at him. Taking her eyes off of his directing them to her wine glass has she picked it up taking a sip. She casually said, “Just wanted to know,”. He raised his own beer taken another sip from it and went back to his money thoughts. The only thing you could hear between them were other people’s conversations and laughter mixed with the bar’s music. He could still feel her body heat pressing against his side has her green eyes continued to inspect him from head to toe like she was trying to decide on something. The way she kept sizing him up was making him uncomfortable. Even if she bought him a beer. She had no right to be on top of him like she was and eyeing him like she owned him or something.

He sat up straighter on his bar stool moving his body away from redhead has she continued to smile his way while eyeing him. He wanted to ask her why she kept staring at him like that. But that would lead to a conversation he didn’t feel like having with her right now. So, he just ignored her. It was time for him to head home anyway; his beers were finished. Before leaving he looked around at the small bar it was getting busy with the after-work crowd. The small band that usually played there was setting up so it was definitely time for Victor to go. He didn’t like loud noises and in small places like the bar he was in. With the band setting up and their big speakers it was going to get pretty loud soon. All the more reason for Victor to go home.

After finishing his last sip of beer, he stood up from the bar stool to leave. The red-headed woman named Carmen that was almost sitting on top of him. Passed Victor her business card, telling him to call it would be worth his while. Victor took her card without thinking and stuck it in his back pocket to throw away later. He Thanked her again for the beer said his goodbyes to his co-workers and left the bar. He was heading home to his little studio apartment he shared with his cat Pearl.

Chapter 3

When Victor got home, Pearl wrapped her body around his leg and meowed. Victor picked Pearl up, kissing her on the nose while rubbing her back with his hand. She was the only thing in Victor’s life that required so little of him. Pearl just wanted food and a warm place to sleep. After feeding Pearl, Victor noticed a past-due envelope had been slipped under his front door. He would be evicted if he didn’t pay his back rent soon. This he already knew.

His landlord had let him be late on the rent a couple of times, without charging him a late fee. Victor was pushing his luck with his landlord this time. He was behind two months already. His mother’s rent was also two months behind, like his, since he couldn’t pay her rent either. He couldn’t borrow any money from friends or co-workers; they were just as broke as he was. Some he still owed from the last time he borrowed money. He had to think of a way to make money and fast.

The last thing Victor wanted was to be homeless or have to move back home to Alabama. Neither one of those things appealed to him at the moment. Hearing his stomach rumble. He realized he hadn’t eaten since lunch. He barely could afford food anymore. Walking over to his small kitchen he looked inside the cabinets to see what he had to eat. He was in luck he found a can of tuna and a small bag of stale potato chips. He made a tuna sandwich ate the stale chips with it and went to bed.

He woke up the next morning after seven with a slight hangover from the two beers he drank last night. He wasn’t much of a drinker. Realizing he was running late for work and Pearl was looking for something to eat. He jumped out of bed showered dressed. Then quickly poured the last of the dry cat food he had for her. Before running out the front door and bumping right into his landlord on the building’s staircase.

“Just the person I needed to see,” the landlord said while blocking Victor from heading down the stairs. “I can’t talk running late for work. We can talk later.” Victor sounding rushed pushed his landlord out of the way so he could move past him on the staircase.

“You have my rent? No more Mr. Nice Guy, pay me or your out!” The landlord angrily shouted after him as Victor ran down the stairs and out the front door of his apartment building heading to work.

Chapter 4

Victor reached his office desk at exactly nine o’clock. He saw his supervisor from the corner of his eye walking toward him. He quickly turned on his computer and picked up some random papers from his desk, pretending to read them. Hoping the supervisor would think he was already hard at work and walk by him. His supervisor didn’t say anything to him as she passed. She just gave him a look that said she knew he had just gotten there.

Victor stared at his blank computer screen, not in the mood for work today. He had too much on his mind to concentrate on work. His rent and his mother’s were overdue, plus his other bills that were screaming to be paid. His office phone rang, taking his mind off his money problems for a minute. Hesitantly pick it up, saying hello, his name, and the company’s name into the phone. The only thing he heard on the other end of the line was his mother’s voice. This had to be important for her to call him at his job. She usually called his cell phone. “How are you baby” His mother tried to sound cheerful, but he could detect worry in her voice.

“Mother? What’s the matter?” Now he was worried. His mother never called his job for a friendly chat.

Clearing her voice “Nothing son, I just wanted to know have you sent the rent money yet? The landlord said I was two months behind on rent. I told him impossible you always send the rent payments on time he needed to check his records again”, she told him.

What could he say to her? No mother your landlord’s right, you’re behind on rent because I never sent the money. After exhaling to calm his nerves. He lied.

“No Mother I been paying your rent on time. You only owe for this month, which I will mail tomorrow, Sorry I forgot to mail it sooner”. He could hear the sigh of relief coming from her voice. Has the guilt of lying to her crept up his throat. Blowing out a loud breath conviction in her voice “I knew he was wrong about me owing two months”. Victor could hear the relief in his mother’s voice. “I will make sure to tell him I only owe for this month. After I tell him to get his bookkeeping straight and he’ll get this months’ rent in a day or two right son?” She went on to say “Also could you please send me an extra hundred when you send the money. Your sisters are growing so fast and need somethings. I won’t keep you. I know you’re at work love you son and thanks” Then she hung up on him not waiting on his answer.

Victor sat back in his office chair feeling guilty for the lie he told his mother about the rent money. On top of the rent now she wanted an extra hundred. Which he didn’t have. Placing a hand over his face Victor blew out a hot breath hoping by some chance maybe he could work overtime at the job or get some much-needed income from somewhere else. Right now, Victor was desperate for money. Pulling out the money had in his pocket and putting it on his worktable. It was all of twenty bucks and one penny. That’s how much Victor had until payday in three days.

He was tired of living paycheck to paycheck and barely doing that. There had to be a way to earn extra income. Victor was racking his brain thinking of ways to do just that. With the stress of his money problems and work calls that needed his attention five o’clock came quick. One of his co-workers asked him earlier in the day. If he was going to their after-work spot for a drink later on. Victor knew a beer was a luxury he couldn’t afford right now. So, he told him no. He was going home but first; he had to stop at a grocery store to buy cat food and something for dinner. He and Pearl had been eating light these days. They had been eating just enough not to starve to death.

Chapter 5

While Victor was crossing the street, he accidentally tripped on something, throwing him to the hard ground. Shocked from the fall, he tried getting to his feet. A slim hand with pink nail polish on its fingers reached down to help him. Looking up to see who the hand belonged to, it was the redhead he had met in the bar the previous night.

” Are you alright? I saw you trip from across the street,” She asked him with concern in her voice while helping him up from the ground.

Embarrassed, “Yeah, I’m ok, just clumsy at times,” he said while dusting himself off and looking around to see if anyone else saw him fall or was taping him. You know, people would tape anything nowadays and put it on the Internet for laughs. Victor hated it when people taped others for profit or their amusement. He felt certain things were not for people’s amusement like falling down. While inspecting his body and clothes for damages not really paying her any attention he mindlessly asked, “Do you live around here?” suddenly looking up while snapping his fingers in the air then he remembered her name “Carmen, right? “He asked. Carmen stood in front of Victor still eyeing him like he was prime rib at the grocery store.

“I was standing crossing the street when I saw you trip and fall. I come over and see if you needed help and yes my name is Carmen.” She replied with a smile on her face like she was happy to see him.

“Thanks, I am ok, I just tripped on something”, He said while looking around on the ground to find what made him trip. “Nothing to worry about”, he told her while holding a hand up to her. The she stepped really close to him. So, close he could feel her body heat she said, “I’m glad you’re ok” He backed up a few steps giving himself space from her. She was too close to him

Redhead just stood there watching him for some strange reason. She was creeping him out the way she always stared at him with her forest green eyes so intensely. “Well thanks again.” he turning to walk away from Redhead. Walking to the store he was thought to himself. He couldn’t believe redhead had just popped up on him like that out of nowhere. He would put some money on it if he had any she had been following him for some reason.

As he walked, he checked his pockets. To making sure the loose change and five-dollar bill he had to purchase food with was still there, which it was. Entering the small grocery store, he walked over to the aisle with cat food. The good stuff was expensive. Pearl would have to settle for the eighty-eight cents no name brand cat food for now. He also picked up two cans of tuna fish, and a loaf of wheat bread for himself. That was dinner for him and Pearl for the next two days. Victor had hoped this feast wouldn’t cost him no more than the five dollars and fifty cents he had in his pocket. When he reached the cashier, she rang his food purchases up it came to five dollars and twenty-six cents. He blew out a sigh of relief knowing he didn’t want to put anything back. He and Pearl would starve to death if he had to do that. Pulling the money out of his pocket a strange arm reached over his right shoulder handing the cashier a ten-dollar bill. Victor jumped when he saw the arm come across his shoulder toward the cashier. Then he heard her voice again’ “Here you go it’s on me” he quickly turned around to see the redhead that helped him in the street minutes ago. This time he knew for sure she had been following him.

“No thanks, I can get it myself,” He stated having enough of Redhead for one night. Victor refusing her offer to purchase his food. He told the cashier to give the woman back the ten-dollar bill she had just given her. The cashier was confused about what to do, has she held the ten dollars in her hand. The redhead standing directly behind him was so close he could smell her flowery perfume and feel her breast pressing against his back. Pushing her body off of his back while he heard her say in a disappointed voice to the cashier to give the ten dollars back. The cashier passed the redhead back the money. That settled Victor handed the cashier the five dollars and fifty cents he had in his pocket. After the cashier returned his change. She bagged up his items and handed it to him. He took his grocery bag and left the store. Leaving redhead standing in the store alone with the cashier.

Walking home with his groceries he thought about Redhead. The way she kept showing up tonight. First, when he fell in the street. She was there and now in the grocery store trying to pay for his food. He knew for certain she was stalking him but why? He only met her once in the bar. He had to admit she was cute and creepy all at the sometime. But still there was no reason for her to be following him from just one casual meeting. He had never been stalked before and was not sure how to handle it. He shook his head thinking maybe it was all just a coincidence. Maybe she lived in his area that’s why he kept bumping into her. He sure hoped that’s all it was.

chapter 6

She followed him out of the store, staying her distance away from him. Walking home, he sensed someone was following him. Living in New York, it was second nature to be constantly aware of one’s surroundings. Anything could happen on the streets of New York at a moment’s notice. He quickly turned around to see who was following him, preparing for a fight if it was a mugger. When he saw Redhead a block away trying to hide from him behind an old phone booth, he turned around to face her, then angrily called out to her, “Why the hell are you following me? I’m about to call the police if you don’t stop!” Victor was agitated at this point. He had had enough of her popping up for one night. He held his cell phone up in the air as he yelled to her once again, “I’m calling 911 if you don’t leave me alone “. He shouted to her, knowing she could hear him. The people walking past on the street looked to see who he was shouting out. Not seeing anyone close to him they hurried pass him thinking he was just another crazy New Yorker. He wanted redhead to leave him alone. If he had to threaten her with calling the police maybe she would take the hint and finally leave him alone. He was tired and didn’t want to have to deal with redhead’s craziness. She didn’t answer him she just stood hiding behind the phone booth which Victor could clearly see her.

With his cellphone in his hand held up in the air so she could see it. He started dialing 911. Suddenly from behind the phone booth Carmen appeared and started walking in his direction. In a hurried voice one hand raised in the air toward him she called out “Wait don’t call. I want to talk to you about something”. When she got up to him, she came so close. He could feel her breath on his face. Having a smug look, “I’m following you because I want to know where you live. Simple as that”, she said it in a way like she had every right to know where he lived.

“ Well let’s call the police and see what they have to say about you stalking me.” Victor calmly responded trying to control himself from telling her to fuck off. He was annoyed by her boldness toward him. Stepping back a little from being to close to her . What is with this women and wanting to be so close to him about anyway?

He started dialing the police on his cellphone. Now he had a smirk on his face has he told her “ I’m sure they’ll want to talk to you, cause it looks like you’re stalking me.” Carmen placed her hand on his to stop him from dialing the police. “ Wait a minute before you call the police I have a proposition for you” She hastily told him.

“Not interested,” he stated removing her hand away from his so he could continue to dial the police. Placing her hand back over his “You would be if I told you, you could make a lot of money doing less then two hours worth of work. Moving toward Victor’s taking back the space they had between them. Waiting for his reply Carmen examined Victor like she did all her men. He was taller then her and had a nice body. She licked her lips has Victor gave her a look that clearly stated he was tired of her but she had still peaked his interest.

He stopped dialing “I am listening. You have two minutes before I make the call.” Victor still holding his cell phone in his hand ready to dial 911. He removed her hand from his for the second time and waited patiently for her continue. Carmen had been watching Victor since she met him in the bar the other night. He was what her ladies would like. He had the body and good looks they desired. Plus, he was young. They would pay a pretty penny for his services. If his bedroom skills were as good or better than his looks. Then he would bring in top dollars for Carmen’s business. Before she could present him to her clients. Who were a particular bunch of women. She had to know what she was working with. That meant she would have to sample his goods. Just to make sure he knew what he was doing in the bedroom and doing it right. She also had to teach him how to act around her ladies. Her ladies were rich, fussy, and demanded a lot from her men. That’s why they paid her well to get them what they wanted. Which were high-caliber men for their professional and personal pleasures.

She shook her red hair from in front of her face while licking her red lipstick covered lips. “I have a company that’s looking for men like you to.”, she hesitated for a moment before focusing her green eyes on his crotch area “Let’s just say who can put in a good work out”. With a raised eyebrow a curious look crossed Victor’s face “So you own a gym that you want me to be a part of? Like a trainer or something?” He questioned has he shifted his grocery bag from one arm to another not getting what Carmen meant at all.

“Huh… no not exactly, do you still have the card I gave you at the bar last night? She asked.

“Yeah, I think so, why?” His patience was getting thin. He didn’t get what the proposition she had for him was. At this point, he almost didn’t care. Victor had watched her lick her red lips several times when she spoke to him. Along with her pretty forest green eyes that seem to be inspecting his face. Like she was looking for imperfections or something and being this close to redhead’s body which he found hot was causing him to get an erection. She was a pretty woman even thought she was a stalker in his mind. If they had met at a better time he might have slept with her once or twice. Since he was attracted to her in a sexual way.

She lightly touched his hand with hers has she moved closer to him “ Can we talk inside your apartment? I don’t want to discuss what I have to say out in the open like this.” She suggested has a person passed by them going to in the opposite direction. Moving back from her closeness once letting her hand fall from his. He had no intentions of inviting her up to his apartment. For one he didn’t want to run into his landlord on the way up. He also didn’t know her. In his mind, she was a still a stalker who might want to hurt him in some way. They would just have to stand in the cold street and talk. Getting more frustrated by the minute with her “I am tired, hungry and my patience is a bit short right now. Say what you have to say, or I’m calling the police” Victor’s fingers rested over the numbers on his cellphone again to call.

It had been twenty minutes already and they were still standing on the street and not getting anywhere . His stomach was growling as they talked. He was hungry but his curiosity got the best of him. Impatiently tapping his feet has he shifted his grocery bag from one hand to another. The bag was light but holding it so long was starting to wear on his arms. He had lost his patience with redhead a while ago. Irritation in his voice. “So talk already! or I’m leaving after I call the police on you of course”. He had to move this conversation along. She was taking to much time getting to whatever she wanted from him. Blowing hair out of her eyes again seeing she wouldn’t get her way with him “ Fine”, she huffed. “ Let me first say this is serious business and you could make a lot of money with my company.” She said has his gray eyes grow bigger with the mention of money.

“ Go on if you’re serious if not don’t waste my time,” Victor said at the mention of making a lot of money. He was getting excited shifting his grocery bag from one arm to the other while listening to her. “And please hurry up I’m cold, hungry, and need to feed my cat. ”. He said as cars raced up and down on his street honking their horns at each other. Carmen moved her body closer to him her lips closely touching his right ear. His body shivered from her closeness has the bulge in his pants grew. Has she whispering about her company in the cold weather. Being so close to him she could smell the sent of sandalwood and desperation on him. Which gave her body chills and not from the cold weather they were standing in. She liked him even though she didn’t know him at all. She was taking a chance on him because her gut told her he would be a good for her ladies.

She gave him the short version of what the company was about. She was not happy about telling him this in the street as people rushed by them getting close enough to hear what she was saying, But hey this was New York and most people were in their own world as they walked the streets. Unless something crazy was happening then they would stop and pay attention.

She softly told him in his ear ” I run an agency that deals with women who want to meet good-looking men like yourself. For events and other things. It pays well and you do it on your own time.” Carmen pulled back from his face trying to see the reaction on it once she told him what she wanted from him. His facial express relayed nothing to her. Stepping back from her closeness to him has he looked her while rolling his hand in a motion has, he told her to

” Keep going” praying has she talked she wouldn’t notice the bulge in his pants that seem to grow even harder by her presence.

” Look here’s another one of my business cards with the company’s name and phone number. She reached for his hand and shoved the card into it.“ Give me a call later this week. We can meet and talk more about the job.” She told him a sexy appearing on her face. Has her eyes glanced down at the hard bulge pressing against his tan pants. She was impressed by it and had the desire to touch it. Carmen quickly turned around and disappears into the darkness of the city like a ghost. She didn’t want to ruin her chances of getting him to join her company By doing something stupid like acting on her impulse to touch him. She would have her chance with him. He just didn’t know it yet. Before she completely disappears into the New York night. She stopped tuned around looking at him still stand where she left him “It’s in your best interest to call me soon Mr. Pretty.” she called out Then she was gone into the night.

Victor flipped the business card over and read what was written on it Friendship Delights with a phone number. He was tired it had been a long day, falling in the street and now a crazy redhead following him like a stalker with a money proposition for him. What else crazy was going to happen to him today he thought. Placing a key in his front door he entered his apt. Thankful the landlord was nowhere around to harass him about overdue rent. Has he stepped inside his apartment he spotted on the floor the word overdue written in bold red letter all over the rent envelope. Just what he needed to end his crazy day?

Chapter 7

The next morning, Victor woke to the sound of his cell phone ringing. He glanced at his phone on the nightstand to see who was calling. His mother’s name ran across his phone screen. Placing a hand over his eyes, he let out a big sigh. She probably wanted to know if he sent her rent money yet. He let her call go to voicemail. Sitting up in bed, leaning his head against the bed’s headboard, hands covering his face. He had to think before the guilt of not having his mother’s rent money ate him alive. Letting her call go to voicemail was the best thing. What could he say to her? He was broke and didn’t have his rent money, let alone hers.

The last thing he wanted was his family homeless, and right now, his mother was probably stressing out over just that. In his mind, there had to be a way to make more money. Asking for a raise was out of the question since his company was laying off, and borrowing from friends was not it either. He had used them before and still owed some of them money. He could donate blood but that would only pay him so much money. Which was not enough to cover the rents in both places. Besides all the other bills he had. Victor laid back down trying to go back to sleep for a few minutes. His head was hurting from stressing over his money problems. But of course, Pearl his cat had other plans for him. She jumped on his bed and started meowing loudly telling Victor she was hungry and to get up and feed her.

Sunday morning after showering, feeding Pearl, and eating some leftover tuna fish he had in the refrigerator. He got on his bike down from off the wall of his apartment. He was going for a ride. He needed the fresh air and a change of scenery to help him think straight. Has he put on his biker shorts he admired his tone muscled body in the mirror. That was thanks to all the workout he did. He also saw a young man looking back at him who treated women with respect the way his mother taught him to. God had blessed him with a handsome face and a nice-sized package below his waist. If he didn’t have the moral compass of right and wrong. He knew he could make money with his looks and body alone. But was it the right thing to do? He didn’t want to call redhead, but he just might since she did offer him a chance to make extra money. After his bike ride he was energized, hungry, and ready to get into something. He got home, showered, then scanned his refrigerator for anything to eat. He pulled out a half-eaten tuna sandwich a jar of pickles and a beer from the fridge. That was all he had in there. He fed Pearl her food and finished the tuna sandwich with some pickles. Thinking while he ate what he could get into tonight with his friends or a woman.

When Victor’s cell phone rang, his decision was made for him. Suzie was calling him. Victor liked Suzie not only was she adventurous in bed. She also didn’t mind loaning him money from time to time.

“Hey Suzie, what going on” Victor had to control the excitement in his voice; whenever she called good times were guaranteed in the bedroom.

“Nothing much, I was just here thinking I could use some bedroom fun if you’re up to it. I am feeling stressed.” She expressed sounding like she just woke up. “I am up to anything you want to do.” Just tell me the time and place.” Victor now had a stupid grin on his face, when he spoke to her. Thinking about the crazy sexual things he and Suzie would soon be doing made his body get excited. “20 minutes your place be ready; I have some food items I want to try out” Then she hung up.

Food items? What the hell Victor was game for almost anything when it came to sex, but food items would be a first for him. He finished the beer he was drinking. Then he went into the bathroom to jerk off while thinking of the sexual tricks Suzie would perform with her food items on him.

Chapter 8

Victor had a problem when it came to having sex. It wasn’t a big problem for him; it was just something he had to do beforehand. For him to go the distance sexually with a woman, he had to masturbate first. Getting his first nut out the way allowed him to perform longer than the normal two minutes if he didn’t masturbate first. The bell rang just as Victor finished jerking off in the bathroom. It was Suzie, and now he was ready to go the distance sexually with her.

As Suzie walked into Victor’s studio apartment, her blond curly hair bounced around her face. She kissed him on the lips. “Hey, cutie, ready for me?” she asked.

Victor gave her a smirk as he let her in the front door. “Always,” he said, grabbing her tight butt in his hand as she walked past him. His manhood was coming to life from the smell of her sweet perfume.

The last time he had sex was three weeks ago. Which was much too long in his book. When Suzie called him for some sexual fun it had been right on time. He had been stressing a lot lately over money, job, family. She would be his stress relief, and he would be hers today. Maybe if he was lucky, he could even get her to loan him a couple of bucks until payday. Suzie didn’t waste any time when she entered his apartment. She dropped the bag she was carrying on the floor did a little ballerina dance then jumped into Victor’s arms. He caught her with both hands. She wrapped her long ballerina legs around his waist placing her lower body over his erection. She kissed him passionately placing her tongue inside his mouth. He returned her kiss with just as much passion. Their tongues dance in his mouth. Has he rubbed her ballerina body up and down against his growing erection. His black biker shorts started to become uncomfortable as they kissed. He slowly took one hand that he used to hold her up with and placed it on the tank top she was wearing. Pulling her tank top down to expose her tiny chest. Her pink nipples were now erect from their kissing. He began to rub her left nipple with his fingertips. She held on to his neck tilting her head back and moaning while doing a slow grind on his erection.

Suzie was a ballerina by profession her body was tiny including her chest. It was only because of her erect, pink nipples that you knew she had breasts. Victor didn’t mind he wasn’t a breast man anyway. He liked other body parts on her better. Suzie started bouncing her body on Victor’s erection sending chills down his spine. He slowly kissed her neck and ran his tongue down to her chest as he held her up with one muscled arm. She was light as a feather. She only weighed about a hundred and ten pounds if that. The more intense he kissed her the more she pressed and rubbed her body against his cock letting out little moans while her hands stayed wrapped around his neck.

Victor could feel her wetness seeping through the shorts she wore. Has he legs stayed wrapped around his waist. He was about to sexually lose it if she continued pressing and rubbing on him like she was doing. He dropped her to the floor not being able to take wearing his biker shorts any longer. His was hard has a rock and his cock begged to be released from the fabric so it could come out to play. He quickly pulled his biker shorts off standing in front of her naked with his cock bouncing off his stomach and pre-cum oozing from it. Her brown eyes stared with hunger at his hard shaft that begged for attention. She slowly removed the shorts she was wearing and her tank top. Never taking her eyes off of him. When she stood completely nude before him it took his breath away. His little ballerina had an amazing body from all the dancing she did. His mouth watered at the sight of her. He walked over kneeled down and kissed her flat stomach. Her body trembled from his touch. Has she run her fingers through his soft black hair. She loved the feel of his hair in her fingers. It aroused her even more.

He opened her wet folds with his fingers sticking his tongue deep inside her. Has both of his hands held on to her thighs. Her hands gripping tightly on his shoulders for support. She spread her legs wider for him to go deeper inside of her. She inhaled deeply tilting her head back softly moaning and whispering how good he felt., while grinding her hips into his mouth. His tongue was deep inside of her opening now doing magic things to her insides. While his fingers pinched her clit ever so gently. She could feel the sexual build-up starting to rise in her body already. Victor used his tongue to suck on her clit has his finger pushed inside of her entrance to explore. Smelling her sweetness and feel her juices flowing on his finger and tongue caused his cock to bounce even more off his stomach. He was so hard at this point it was hurting him. As his cock demanded its sexual release. Victor added another finger now two fingers thrusting in and out of her wetness has his tongue continued to tease her clit. Her body was shaking has she grind harder into his mouth. Telling him to go deeper with his fingers between heavy breathing. Her fingernails dug deeper into his scalp. He could feel the pain of her nails but pressed on anyway. He didn’t mind the pain if it involved pleasure to. The juices that flowed from her body tasted like honeydew on his tongue, so sweet he lapped up every drop that she gave him. She held his head with both of her hands has she rolled her lower body to the rhythm of his tongue. Holding her balance she stood on her tippy toes while placing one of her legs over his shoulder. Grinding harder into his mouth has moans and squeals left her lips. With Suzie, everything was about dance even her sexual movement.

Victor held her muscled leg now on his shoulder has he added another finger inside of her making gushy sounds from her juices. Giving her clit a slow licking he felt her body trembling, legs shaking has a scream left her mouth when she climaxed on to his fingers and tongue. Pulling away from her, he licked her juices off his fingers with his tongue. As he sat down in front of her on his knees watching her come down off her sexual release. On wobbly dancer’s legs all she said was “damn that was good. I gota sit down.”. Grabbing a chair that was next to her she did just that. With a lustful look on her face, she could see his cock bouncing off his toned stomach. She called him to her with her index finger “Come here” she whispered with lust in her eyes. He eagerly crawled to her on his knees. When he reached her, she bent down kissing him with passion and hunger on her lips. She could taste her juices still on his tongue. He raised his body up to her wrapping his arm around her waist. While meeting her hunger with his own. All of a sudden, she broke their kiss stood up holding out her hand to him. He took it has he got up off his knees. She led him to his tiny bedroom in the corner of his studio apartment. For them to continue what they had started.

She pushed Victor down on the bed opening his legs wide so she could crawl between them. She licked from his inner thigh working her way up to his balls. When her tongue reached his ball sack she slowly licked both of them then placed one of them in her wet mouth sucking on it gently while her hand moved up and down on his hard shaft. He was in heaven the way her tongue wrapped around his ball sucking ever so gently. If she didn’t stop soon, he was going to come unexpectedly. His body was on fire with pleasure. He could feel the sexual sensations all the way down to his toes. He wanted her to stop but yet to continue all at the same time. Moving her tongue upward to his rock-hard cock She placed her moist lips over the tip of it. Has her tongue ran across it’s split. His body shivered from the lick. Grabbing his cock with his hand, he rubbed the tip of it against her wet lips. She spit on the head running her tongue over where her spit landed. Mixing her spit and his pre-cum with every lick she gave him. Victor grabbed the sheets with his hands, the sensations he was feeling from her tongue was driving him crazy. Every nerve in his body was tingling. He was forcing himself not to come to quickly, but she was making it hard for him to do that. Chills were running up and down his spine from her sucking sounds and the feel of her tongue on him, causing his body to shake like he was having a spasm. Suzie continued to suck and tease him with her tongue. She enjoyed pleasure torturing Victor this way. Victor couldn’t take her teasing anymore. He held her head down on him and rammed himself as far as he could go in her mouth hitting the back of her throat. She gagged a little has he pumped in and out of her wet sloppy mouth with a sense of urgency. He could feel her throat relax has she took him all in. Feeling the ridges of her tongue on his cock has he pushed it deeper down her throat. Causing tears to spill from her eyes and saliva to spill from her already wet mouth. Made his balls tightenup from the sight of her taking him fully.. He was about to cum with one last thrust he was right there on the tip of his climax . When she suddenly pulled her mouth away from him. He looked at her in surprise as if to say ′ What the fuck I was almost there!

Suzie quickly got up and turned her body around so her ass was in his face. Placing his wet cock inside of her already soaking folds. She moved her body up and down on him taking his entire cock as she did. He was in heaven as he gripped her tiny waist and enjoyed the view of her ass riding up and down on him. She had a nice ass he had to admit. He pushed himself harder into her. Aware she was so tiny he didn’t want to break her. She moaned with every thrust of her body as the sweat rolled off her back. Her cries of pleasure told him she was about to cum. He could feel her inside walls tighten around his cock. With one last hard thrust into her. ” Oh shit, Oh shit” was all he could say as he shot his load into her. All of his frustration and stress were being released into her body. She came with him as she bounced wildly up and down on his cock grunting has she moved her body on him like the dancer she was. Their juices flowed down his penis soaking it his balls along with his bed sheets.

Suzy crawled into his open arms while they came down off their sexual high together. They were both sexually spent. After five minutes of resting wrapped in his arms. She quickly got up and walked over to his refrigerator

” You got anything to drink around here?” She asked

” Whatever you see in there,” Victor replied tiredly has he admired her bare body from the back. He was hungry and thirsty now himself. Their workout had given him an appetite. He was hoping Suzy would suggest they go out to eat her treat of course.

She slammed the refrigerator door coming up empty-handed. “ Well that was fun,” She said while getting dressed. Victor was surprised when he saw Suzie get dressed. She usually stayed longer than the two hours they just shared.“ You’re leaving so soon? I thought we might go grab something to eat and … go for another round or two later”. He said sounding disappointed at her leaving so soon. She went over to him kissing him on the lips “Sorry I have rehearsals in 20 minutes, that was fun thanks” she told him with a smirk on her face. Walking over to where she dropped her bag on the floor earlier. She danced out of his front door. Leaving him hungry, and but sexually satisfied. He forgot to ask her for a quick loan before she bounced out of his apartment. Just then Pearl jumped on his bed meowing and rubbing against his arm. She was telling him she was hungry to. He patted her head has he laid back in bed to think. It was just his luck he got good sex, but not a free meal he was counting on. Any way what happen to these food item she promised to use on him? At least if she had brought them he would have something to eat right now if they didn’t use them for other things. He was desperate for money right about now. He would have to call redhead which was against his better judgement but he had no choice. He couldn’t live on sex alone he though has his stomach started to grow.

Chapter 9

It was Friday, payday, and Victor felt good. He had not seen his landlord in days. Which gave him a chance to breathe a little. Feeling good, he decided to walk home from work to save on bus fare, and it was too nice outside not to. Walking on the busy streets of New York, enjoying the hustle and bustle of it all, his cellphone started to ring. He looked down at the number, seeing it was his mother calling him. He stopped walking to answer it.

“Hello, Mom,” Victor worriedly said, knowing what she was calling him about. All he heard over the phone was crying, “Victor, honey, the landlord’s here with some moving men trying to evict us! He said we owe two months of back rent!” She shouted between her cries. Victor didn’t know what to say to her. He knew he was behind on his mother’s rent but thought he had enough time to pay it. In panic mode, Victor told his mother calmly, “Mom don’t worry. please stop crying. You won’t get evicted I promise. Let me speak to the landlord please” Victor heard his mother say to someone “My son wants to talk to you”. Has she handed the landlord the phone, A ruff voice came on the line “Hello who is this?” the landlord asked. “Hello, sir, my name is Victor, I’m your tenant’s son.” Victor swallowed the lump in his throat trying to be as polite as he could be without resorting to begging. “ know my mother’s behind on her rent, but if you can give me a few days. I promise I’ll have it all for you” Victor closed his eyes head tiled to the sky and prayed the landlord would be a nice guy and grant him his request.

“She owes me nineteen hundred in rent; I want it today!” The landlord demanded in a gruffly voice.

“I can’t get that kind of money today it’s after five p.m. the banks are closed”. Victor explained sounding desperate “I’ll have all your rent money on Monday. It’s only two days can you at least give my mother that please.” Victor pleaded with the man. He hated to resort to pleading but he didn’t want his family evicted. He could hear his sisters and mother crying in the background. As the moving men’s voices were asking her where she wanted them to move her stuff to? Victor felt anger, frustration, and stressed out. As he stood on the busy New York street listening to all the confusion going on at his mother’s house over the phone. It was his fault this was happening to his family. If he only made enough money this wouldn’t be happening right now.

“Fine!” The landlord finally stated. “If the full rent is not in my hands on Monday morning, she’s in the street no exception!” he said in irritation.

Victor sighed with relief “Thank you, sir, so much I promise you will have your money on Monday.” His mother got back on the phone“Victor please honey get his money! Your sisters and I have no place to go on Monday. We can’t get evicted!” She sobbed. He could barely understand what she was saying because of her loud sobbing.

“Don’t worry Mother, I’ll get the money, promise” Victor said then he hung up not wanting to hear the desperation and fear in his mother’s voice any longer.

The next call he made while still standing on the street was to the Redhead. He needed money faster than he thought. “Hello Friendship Delights, this is Carmen” He heard her say when she answered the phone. He hesitated for a moment then he started to say hey Redhead but changed his mind.

“Hello, Carmen, it…. Victor”. he stutters out his words. He heard the surprise in her voice from his call. “ Hey Victor, what can I do for you?” She asked. Carmen liked to play little games with her men and Victor was no different. She could hear the desperation in his voice. She knew why he was calling has a slow smile crept on her face.

He hesitated “I… was…wondering if we could meet up tonight.to talk about….” Victor could hardly bring himself to say it. He knew what he was about to do was wrong. His mother’s situation had pushed his hand. He had no choice.

Being too busy to play the game she wanted with him because of her business phones rings constantly. “Meet me at nine tonight on 22nd St and 10th Ave at the diner.” She told him then hung up. She knew why he wanted to meet. He would be another good-looking male she could add to her list. Victor felt like an ass has he continued to walk home head down. First, he was going to call the police on her when he thought she was stalking him. Now he was calling her for a job. His life was the pits.

Chapter 10

At eight forty-five in the evening, the diner was packed with people, mostly tourists. Victor sat in a booth sipping coffee, waiting for Redhead to show up. As he looked out the big picture windows of the diner, tourists and New Yorkers were rushing around each other to their destinations. He could see through the picture window New York’s beauty, with all the tall buildings lit like Christmas trees. It was a beautiful city, but expensive. He wanted to enjoy the city, which he had lived in for the last two years, but that took money. Waiting for Redhead to arrive, he slowly sipped his coffee. Knowing he couldn’t drink another one unless it were free. Continuing to look out of the window, admiring the view. He didn’t notice when Redhead slipped into the booth seat across from him. “Hey there, hope I didn’t keep you waiting long,” She seemed happy to see him.

Turning in her direction, “No, I wasn’t here long,” Victor told her before taking a sip of his now cold coffee, admiring her as she sat across from him. Redhead was a pretty woman in Victor’s eyes. Her red curly hair, forest green eyes, a perky nose with small red freckles over the top of it, and full red lips. That Victor wanted to taste because they were so tempting. Today Redhead had hair up in a ponytail, her porcelain skin was make-up-free. She only wore red lipstick. She reminded him of a country farm girl with her look today. All she was missing was a straw hat and a piece of straw hanging from her pretty red lips.

“Good, I don’t like keeping people waiting. Remember that, Victor! She expressed as staring at him with her forest-green eyes. Holding up his hand to her “Got it, no waiting”, he repeated. He didn’t know why but in a strange kind of weird way he felt an attraction to Redhead. Maybe it was the way she wore her red lipstick that was causing his pants to get tight. Or the way she always stared at him like he was a piece of meat she wasn’t sure if she was going to buy.

A waitress who looked to be in her late 50’s came over to their table to ask Carmen if she wanted to order. Carmen ordered a coffee. When the waitress turned to Victor, her tongue twisted in her mouth all of a sudden when the waitress cased her eyes on Victor. To her he looked like a Greek god with his piercing lite gray eyes and chiseled features. He was making her blush from just sitting there. The waitress abruptly turned and left the table, before Victor could order anything.

Carmen had a big grin on her face when she witnesses the reaction Victor had on the older waitress. She knew right then she made the right choice picking him for her ladies. They will love him and in return, she will make a lot of money off that love.

Victor never really understood the power his looks had on people. To him, he was an average-looking guy nothing special. Some People didn’t see him that way. They would fall over their feet to get next to him. It’s like his good looks did something to them. He didn’t understand. If he could make money or get his way from being handsome then so be it. He would use whatever god gave him to his advantage. Which he hated to do but sometimes you had no choice in the matter.

Another older waitress brought over Carmen’s coffee and sat it on the table in front of her. She looked over at Victor and said “Cute” then turned around and left. Carmen laughed and Victor just shrugged his shoulders clueless. “Now let’s get down to business,” Carmen explained to him what her business was and what was required of him.

Sipping the last of his coffee feeling the lump in his throat. Victor was a bit nervous about what he was about to tell her. “I have to be honest with you,” he confessed staring into her pretty face “ I called because I need twenty-nine hundred in two days and I have never done anything like this before.”

Carmen leaned back in the booth’s seat with an expression on her face that said that’s nothing. “Is that all? You can make three thousand by Sunday if you play your cards right and don’t worry just be yourself. Just remember to relax, my ladies don’t bite unless you want them to”. She smirked then winked at him. “Normally I would sample the product before I sent it out but in your case.”, she said licking her lips has her eyes roamed his upper body. “I’ll make an exception and pray you don’t let me down,” She patted his hand while passing him a pink index card with a name and a Queens’s address on it.

“Go to this address at midnight tonight and wear a clown costume. You only need to be there for one hour.” Staring with his mouth open like she was crazy, he questioned, “Did you just say you want me to wear a clown costume? What are you doing children’s parties at night or something?”

Carmen laughed “Trust me this job will pay you the money you need plus a bonus of $100 if you’re good.” She expressed Having second thought about working with Redhead. A clown costume really? he asked uncertainty in his voice “Where am I supposed to get a clown outfit on such short notice? How am I supposed to get to Queens when I am broke?” Her hand reached over to his patting it for reassurance has she told him. “You’ll think of something, You’re a smart guy and cute too according to the waitress”. Carmen laughed has she finished her coffee leaving five-dollar bill on the table for the coffees. Before getting up and walking out the diner’s front door. Before she left, she yelled over her shoulder to him “Don’t be late.”