Chapter 49: Take A Load Off

Alex Jordan met Nathan at the club, and he was shocked when his old friend asked him to find him some sexy prostitutes. After all, Nathan was famous for being disinterested in women. Once he got over his disbelief, though, Alex assured Nathan that he could arrange it for him.

Nathan and Alex were led to a VIP box. They sat across from each other on the sofa, and Nathan undid the buttons on his shirt, revealing his attractive chest muscles. On the table in front of him, there was a bottle of red wine. Nathan quickly finished half of it. He poured himself another glass, lifted it in his hand, offered a toast, and finished it in one go.

Within seconds, the waiter was there to refill it.

Alex was shocked by Nathan’s behavior. They had grown up together, and in all the years they’d known each other, he had never seen his friend behave like this. It must be a girl-he reasoned probably Crystal! Alex took a sip from his own glass, and then he said, “You’ve got to get over this girl. There is plenty of fish in the sea, right? And most of them are much better looking than Crystal. You don’t need to drown your sorrow in alcohol, not when there is so much to be positive about!”

When Nathan heard Crystal’s name, he glared at Alex as he downed another glass of wine.

Alex sighed and said, “Try to see things from her side. You stole her inheritance, moved into her house, and made her your child bride. Surely you see that you came on way too strong!”

Nathan’s hand twitched, and Alex flinched. He was afraid that if he said the wrong thing, Nathan would beat him. Nathan did nothing, though, and Alex took that as a sign that it was safe to continue: “Crystal is stupid. Why would someone as rich as you care about such trivial things as a teenager’s inheritance? But she still doesn’t know your true identity yet, does she? By the way, why haven’t you told her the truth?”

Nathan scowled and said, “If you value your life, you’ll stop asking questions.” Alex’s face turned red, and he pretended to pull a zipper across his lips. In an attempt to change the subject, he asked Nathan if he was excited about the prostitutes. He said, “I’ll find you some of the most beautiful, spiciest, purest wh*res available. I could even find you one that looks like Crystal if that is what you’d like?”

Nathan nodded but said nothing. He was anxious to find a woman to let him vent his lust. She didn’t need to look like Crystal, though. Any port would do.

After a while, a knock came from outside the box. The waiter walked over and opened the door, and several sexy women walked in. One of them looked at Alex and said, “Master Smith, it has been too long. I thought you forgot about us.” She sat beside him and kissed his neck. She put her right arm around his waist and placed her left hand high up on his thigh, mere inches from his groin, and gave it a light squeeze.

Alex touched her chin, and with a roguish smile, he said, “How could I forget you? My dearest, you haunt my dreams. Anyway, let’s get down to business. The old rules still apply, okay. If you please, my friend, to his satisfaction, you can choose whatever you want from my shop: Smith’s 4S shop.”

The girls’ eyes lit up when they heard that. There were thousands of luxury cars available at Smith’s 4S shop, and if they each had one, it would change their lives. They all turned to look at Nathan, and they couldn’t believe their eyes once they had a good look at him. He was the most handsome, well-built man that they had ever seen - and a few of them recognized him too!

The woman beside Alex turned to him and said, “Your friend is THE Nathan Davis? The second richest man in Huston? The mystery, in the flesh!”

Alex: “Could there be another Master Davis?”

Several of the women looked at each other with confused expressions on their faces. These girls had never heard of Nathan, but they were quickly coming to understand that he was an important person - and that was really all that they needed to know.

“You ladies are lucky,” Alex said. “Many girls have tried to get into this man’s pants, but only a very few have been successful. In fact, so be a homosexual. But, as you ladies will soon see, he is definitely not.”

Despite Alex’s words, the sight of these women eye-fucking Nathan disturbed him a little, and he asked himself Couldn’t these wh*res act a little bit reserved?

He was embarrassed because they looked too eager to take off their clothes and have Nathan inside of them. A small part of Alex was Jealous of Nathan. Nobody had ever treated him with this much reverence or deference... It wasn’t fair, or so he believed.

Alex looked at the girls and said, “Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched. The prize goes to those that have earned it. If Nathan isn’t satisfied, nobody gets anything!”

“Are you done talking yet?” one of the girls asked.

“I am,” Alex replied. “He’s all yours.” Then, like the pride of lionesses, the wh*res leaped upon their prey.

One of the women sat next to Nathan, and she ran her finger down his chest. Before she had even gotten to his belt buckle, though, Nathan shouted, “Go away!”

The woman was so terrified that her whole body began to shake. She looked into Nathan’s hard eyes and said, “M-Master D-Davis, y-you look unhappy. Perhaps you would l-like to share a d-drink with m-me?”

“Yes,” one of the other women purred, more confidently than the first. “The alcohol will calm your nerves. Let’s all have a drink. What can you say?”

“If you are unhappy,” a third woman said, “you can tell us your troubles. Take a load off. Sometimes, talking can help.”

A fourth woman eased herself into Nathan’s lap. She ran her tongue seductively along her upper lip, smiled, and said, “Of course, there is nothing like a proper shag to chase away the blues!”

The first woman squeezed in closer and leaned into his ear. “What do you want?” she whispered. Will you let us take care of you?”