Working It Out (6 page)

Chapter Six

Andreas’s dark eyes stared up at her smoky grey ones.

‘We could have a profitable future together. You can work as much as you want to and as long as you keep enough stamina to keep me happy too, I believe it can work for both of us.’

‘Are you asking for exclusivity? Marriage? Or both?’

‘Marriage?’ he spluttered. ‘I don’t believe in marriage. Exclusivity for sex, yes indeed.’

‘And I take it you don’t want a family?’

‘Families are for mainland Greece and the islands. I escaped all of that. I never want to have children.’

‘And yet you use no protection.’

‘I assumed you are taking the necessary precautions.’

‘Perhaps a rash decision,’ she said. ‘And what about STIs? Doesn’t that worry you?’

‘I know you are a clean and healthy lady. You never asked about protection, so it was a considered assumption. I don’t imagine you would want to ruin your beautiful body with a swollen belly and ugly stretch marks. And that wonderfully tight pussy of yours would never be the same again if you ever gave birth.’

‘I’ve never thought about it. Yes, I have contraceptive protection and I’ve always been careful in my choice of partners. Any doubts and I demand a condom be used.’

‘So you had no doubts about me? I’m glad. So I’m right in suggesting you and I become exclusive sexually?’

‘I s’pose. Do we really know each other well enough to trust each other? I know that you are a highly sexed man and must have had dozens of women in your life.’

‘That’s true. And I suspect you are the best, so far. Willing. Compliant. Experimental. Responsive.’

‘I’m glad. But what if these guys I’m supposed to charge a fortune to wrestle me want something more?’

‘It will be breaking their contract.’

‘How will you know?’

‘I’ve told you. Two-way mirrors. I shall be watching.’

‘And being turned on?’

‘Always. When the bouts are over, I shall be waiting to claim you for myself.’

‘And you mentioned females. Do the same rules apply to women?’

‘Indeed so. But women enjoy sex together in different ways. I might enjoy seeing that too.’

‘My God, and you talk about perversions?’

‘Doesn’t the idea of watching any combination of people excite you? Man on man. Woman on woman. Group sex.’

She blushed slightly. She had certainly taken part in group sex on more than one occasion. Two men at one time had been a wild experience for her.

‘OK. Maybe it does.’

‘Give it some thought, please. Now, I need to move. Delightful as it would be to spend the day here, I have work to do. Take your time. It’s already far too late for you to go to work. I consider you’re probably fired by now, so I’ll order breakfast for you. You may need to go back to your flat. You should tell Tara about your plans. I suggest you may not be sharing that flat with her for much longer.’

‘So where do I live?’

‘You can have an apartment here. There are plenty of rooms. I’ll have some set aside for you. I’m sure you will want some space of your own at times.’

‘But I shouldn’t let Tara down.’

‘Ask her if she wants to join your team. She may well enjoy the extra delights money can bring.’

‘My team?’

‘Certainly. You will need to recruit other women. I doubt you could keep up alone with the potential market we shall have.’

‘I see. I have a lot to think about.’

‘You really do. Now I must bathe. I have a breakfast meeting I shouldn’t miss.’

‘Need any help? Scrub your back?’

‘No way. I need to gather my thoughts. Ask Will to show you the pool and use the gym if you’d like to.’

‘Will?’

‘My trusted helper. Not the guy who brought you here last night. Will lives here and does the cooking and most other things. Don’t worry. He knows I’d cut his balls off if he touched you. Besides, he’s gay.’

‘Doesn’t stop him looking, I’m sure.’

‘He’s not interested. By the way, you’re still wearing the diamond collar. Leave it with Will. He’ll see it’s put away safely.’

He stepped into the adjoining bathroom, disappearing into the steam. Someone had prepared his bath. It was somewhat disconcerting the way things happened in this house. There must be other, secret passages all over the place allowing Andreas’s staff to do their jobs. She wondered how much they witnessed of their boss’s goings on. And how much did they overhear? Until she knew exactly what she was getting into, she needed to be a little careful. She had questions by the hundred building up. For a start, she had no idea where this house was situated. It had been a half-hour drive from her flat so somewhere in a five- or six-mile radius, knowing this city. And how was she supposed to communicate with him? She fingered the collar and unclasped it. The diamonds flashed in the light, showing every colour of the rainbow. It was truly beautiful and probably worth a fortune. Where and why had Andreas come by such a thing? What other delights had he got stashed away? For a brief moment, she thought of taking the diamonds away with her and living off the proceeds for the next who could tell? Foolish, she knew. Andreas knew where she lived and probably knew how to seriously punish anyone who crossed him.

He came out of the bathroom, fully dressed in a well-cut dark suit. White shirt and discreet silk tie made him look like any City businessman and a whole other lifetime away from the man who had seduced her the previous night.

‘You look good.’

‘You look tousled. Anyone would think you’d spent the night in some sort of sexual romp. Help yourself to something to wear. Will should be available to take you home when you’re ready.’

‘Shall I see you later?’

‘Possibly. Not sure of my plans yet, but Will can give you details of what I expect later. Bye.’

He planted a brief kiss on her lips and left her standing, still naked.

‘Bye, honey. Have a good day at the office,’ she said to the closed door.

She dropped the diamonds onto the rumpled bed and went into the bathroom. A fresh bath awaited her. It was quite spooky. The temperature was perfect and a range of toiletries was set out. She opened several bottles to sniff them and selected a gently perfumed one to pour into the water. She lay back, soaking and enjoying the relaxed moments, reflecting on her adventures of the last couple of days. Strange how things happened. Was it really only two days ago she was just Shoanna Waites, a bored office worker, always ready to have fun outside working hours. Now she was in a multi-million pound house with the kinkiest man she’d ever met and promises of sexual exploits beyond her wildest imagination. Could anything get any better? She washed herself, soaping her intimate areas gently. She felt bruised and tender but still very aroused. Gentle ministrations made her feel languid and heavy and soon she was rubbing more urgently and her orgasm came yet again.

‘I really must be abnormal,’ she murmured, hoping nobody was around to hear her. How could she still feel sexually aroused after all she and Andreas had done together? She rinsed off and climbed out of the deep bath. Warm towels waited on a rail and she wrapped herself in the luxuriously large, soft cloth.

She went into the bedroom, wondering where she might find the clothes he had offered. The skimpy leather outfit she’d arrived in seemed less suitable for going home today. She slid open a wardrobe and saw a selection of fairly normal looking items. She pulled on a pair of perfectly fitting jeans and a silk shirt. When she was ready, she tentatively opened the door into the corridor, wondering which way she should go. Immediately, Will appeared and guided her to another room where breakfast was set out. Fruit and warm pastries were on the table.

‘If you’d like a cooked breakfast,’ he said, ‘I can bring something in just a few minutes. Eggs? Bacon? Name it and I will prepare it.’

‘This is fine, thanks. I could use a coffee, though.’

‘I’ll pour it for you.’ Will went to the side table and poured a cup of filtered coffee. ‘Cream and sugar?’

‘Black’s fine, thank you. I gather you will be able to drive me home this morning?’

‘Certainly. As soon as you’re ready. Andreas left this phone for you. It has his number registered in it and is for his exclusive use. You should not use it for calling anyone else in case he needs to speak to you at any time.’

‘All sounds a bit demanding. He’s a total control freak, isn’t he?’

‘Not my place to comment. He’s an extremely busy man. His empire extends over many areas, so his time is precious. He does demand complete loyalty, I should warn you. Generous to a very high degree, but he expects your loyalty and respect.’

‘I see. Thanks. The diamonds, I left them on the bed. I meant to bring them to you.’

‘I’ve already collected the collar and put it in the safe.’

‘Can I ask you something?’ He nodded. ‘The women’s clothes he keeps hanging in wardrobes. Did they belong to someone?’

‘That is a question I cannot answer.’

‘OK. Fair enough. They do all seem to be new and unworn. I just wondered why he has them. So, do you have any more orders for me?’

‘I am to take you to our friend Anderson. I understand you are to undertake some sort of training. Perhaps you will tell me when you want to go and I will arrange it.’

‘I need to check in at my flat, and perhaps I should phone my work too.’

‘Oh, I believe Andreas has already sent your letter of resignation.’

‘That was a tad presumptuous.’ She felt irritated that this man seemed to be taking over her entire life. Control freak, had she called him? He was several stages further on from that. Was he going just a bit too far? She peeled a nectarine and bit into it fiercely. Nobody controlled her or what she did. Maybe she should forget this whole thing. The promises he’d made sounded wonderful. She would enjoy living here and adore the excitement Andreas seemed to offer. But if she burned all her boats, was she taking a risk too far? What did she really know about him? What did they have in common, apart from sex? She had no idea what music he liked or if he read books. What films would he watch? And here she was, contemplating leaving her flat, giving up her job – or had she done that already? – and leaving her truly best friend. She finished her breakfast and got up from the table. She left the room; as expected, Will appeared instantly outside the door.

‘How do you do that?’

‘What?’

‘Appear the moment I move.’

‘There are motion sensors I can switch on whenever my service might be needed. Don’t worry, it doesn’t involve a camera or anything sinister. Just sets off a buzzer in the kitchen. And they are not on all the time. It isn’t some sort of spy network.’

‘Slightly spooky, all the same. So, are you ready to drive me back home?’

‘Sure. Will you be returning later? Andreas suggested you might be moving into an apartment here.’

‘I haven’t quite decided yet. I need to discuss it with my flatmate first. Maybe later you can take me to this Anderson you mentioned? This afternoon, perhaps?’

‘You can call me using the phone I have given you. Number one on the speed dial is for Andreas and two will get me. I’ll bring the car round to the front door.’

*               *               *

Shoanna sat in her flat, half an hour later. Tara was at work so she was alone with time to reflect. In her heart, she knew she was ready to take up this challenge, but there was a note of caution still making her head try to rule her actions. How shocked her parents would have been if they were still alive. But they weren’t, and she was used to making her own decisions about everything in her life since she was 16 years old.

She pulled out her yoga mat and did a few exercises to remove a stiffness that was creeping into her limbs. She stretched and practised a few moves using a large exercise ball, clamping it between her legs. This must be how she would perform the body scissors Andreas spoke of. Easy enough. She imagined squeezing round the torso of a man and liked the thought. Another turn-on. She liked the idea of holding Andreas helpless. Did he like that too? Would he want her to wrestle with him properly, not just the tussle they’d had before? She looked forward to the idea of having him submit to her. Time she took some more of the initiative with him. She had been the woman on top this morning and he’d seemed to like it. Maybe she needed to stand up to him a bit more and challenge his need to control. On the other hand, it was such fun to be dominated by this sexy man. Talk about sex on legs, the old hackneyed saying, but he was just that.

She reached a decision. She was going to go for it. Go with his offers and do as he suggested. It might not last for long, but she could enjoy it while it did and possibly make a decent amount of money while she was at it. Sadly, it would leave Tara in a mess, but she had to think of herself. If she really did earn a lot of money, she could keep her share of the flat open and pay rent. It might be good to have it as a back-up plan and would mean that Tara could carry on living here. Feeling much happier, she made a coffee and called Will.

‘I’d like to go and meet your friend Anderson this afternoon. About two o’clock, if that’s convenient to you – and him, of course.’

‘I’ll arrange it and collect you at two. And will you be coming here again this evening?’

‘I’m not sure if I’m invited.’

‘I think you are, but I can check.’ He ended the call.

She dressed in her leotard and pulled on tracksuit bottoms. She wasn’t sure what she would be doing and wanted to be prepared. Was this some sort of interview or a proper training session?

When Will collected her promptly at two, he drove her to her usual gym. Though Andreas had mentioned that he owned the place, she hadn’t quite expected this would be where she’d actually be training for her future role. She was met in the reception area by a tall, slim man dressed in shorts and a vest. To her surprise, he greeted Will with a kiss and a hug. She stared.

‘This is Anderson. He and I are good friends.’

‘Come now, Will. Friends? Aren’t we much more than that?’ Will grinned.

‘Of course we are. I didn’t want to shock Shoanna.’

‘You’d hardly do that.’ She smiled. ‘Andreas said I was perfectly safe where you were concerned. I just didn’t realise Anderson was your – friend, partner, whatever you call it.’