The Madam of Maple Court. Joan Elizabeth Lloyd
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I’ll hire one. For now, you’re hired for other things.”
Phew. She’d obviously hit a nerve, as she had a few times before when she’d brought up the same subject. She was indeed hired for other things, so why was she beating her head against a wall? It just made her head hurt and made Chase angry. After all, she wasn’t in this to be a marriage counselor. If he was convinced that his wife didn’t care about their life, so be it. “I’m sorry, Chase. I’ll back off,” Pam said, taking Chase’s arm and pressing it against the side of her unfettered breast. She wore a flowing deep purple and gold caftan, with nothing beneath. At just five feet tall, Pam’s lush body fit snugly against Chase’s side. “Do you have to run off or can you spend a few minutes in the hot tub?”
“Mmm,” Chase purred. “I thought you’d never ask.”
“I don’t have to do the asking, you know. I’m always available.”
“I know, love, for a fee.”
“A woman’s got to make a living,” she said with an upward quirk of the corners of her mouth.
“I totally understand.” They walked to the spa and stepped into what appeared to be a rain forest glade. “This came out exactly as I thought it would. I’m glad my suggestions worked out.”
The glade had been his suggestion, and a few clever additions by her landscaper highlighted the effect. Right here, thirty miles north of New York City, stood this little slice of heaven. She flipped a switch and hidden lights came on, barely noticeable now in the late-afternoon sun, but very effective if people stayed late the following day and wanted to soak after dark. Hidden devices would also fill the area with almost odorless insect repellant spray. Everything had been considered. “I think it’s gorgeous,” Pam said softly. “Shall we try it?”
She stood on tiptoe and kissed him lightly on the lips. It took only a moment for him to bend over, slide his arms around her, and deepen the kiss. Since he was only five seven, she knew her diminutive size made him feel tall and physically powerful. Making a man feel like more than he really was made her size a great asset to her profession.
He’d left his suit jacket in his car, so she unfastened his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and pulled it from his shoulders. She placed it on one of the wooden benches around the large tub, then deliberately removed both his cell phones from their belt clips. She raised a quizzical eyebrow, and after a few moments’ hesitation he nodded, and she turned them both off. “Much better,” she said, her voice low and throaty. She backed away from him and sensuously unzipped the caftan and let it fall to the paving stones until she stood before him, gloriously naked.
“God, you always overwhelm me,” he said, unbuckling his belt.
She pushed his hands away. “Let me do all the work. I’m sure you’ve had a long day, but remember our rules. No climax until I allow it.” She could tell he was aroused by the obvious bulge in the front of his slacks. She loved knowing she could get this reaction from a man.
He let out a long sigh. “Yes, ma’am.” He rolled his shoulders and Pam walked around behind him.
She pushed him down onto a bench and began to dig her thumbs into his deltoids, deeply massaging his shoulder muscles. As she felt him relax and his muscles ease she expanded her stroking and rubbing to his upper arms, then down his back. He had wonderfully soft skin. She bent over, her breasts pressing against his neck, and reached down to slowly caress his lightly furred chest. “Feel better?”
“Mmm,” he purred. “You always know just what I need.”
“I certainly do.” After several minutes of stroking, she finally said, “Stand up.”
Obligingly he stood and she quickly removed his tasseled Gucci loafers, slacks, shorts, and socks. He needed little urging to climb into the steaming water. “God,” he said, letting out a long groan as he settled onto a submerged bench, up to his shoulders in heated water, “that’s just marvelous.”
Pam turned the controls until the spa was bubbling and churning, then climbed in and sat across from him. “Okay, tell me about your day.”
He looked startled, then his face settled into a wide smile. “You do know what I need.” She understood all his needs. Some of her male friends wanted someone to talk to almost as much as they wanted sex, and Chase and his wife didn’t seem to share anything anymore.
She spent the next several minutes listening, asking the occasional pertinent question and letting him unburden himself of the problems of his always-hectic week. Pam knew how few people he had with whom he could be honest, knowing nothing he said would go any farther. What he needed as much as her body was a place and a person all his own, where he could unwind before going home to a house filled with the hollow noise of three school-aged children and a distant, uncaring wife. She also knew that despite the fact that it was Friday evening, his briefcase would be filled with work and he’d be up most of the night, on the phone to the Far East, Russia, and eventually much of Europe. Weekends were merely additional workdays for men in his position.
Finally he wound down and rested his head on the rim of the tub. She slid beside him, then kissed him lightly on the shoulder, letting him set the pace. He raised his head and smiled at her, tangling his fingers in her short, deep brown curls and massaging her scalp. “You’re so right for me. How about let’s run away together or get married when I get my divorce?”
She laughed, as she had the other dozen times he’d made the same offer. She realized that she didn’t know whether he was actually getting a divorce, although he always talked as if he were considering it. No matter. “I like it just the way it is, darling. Marriage would spoil everything and you won’t ever really get a divorce. You love your children and I often suspect you also love your wife.”
“Let’s not talk about my kids or Anna. Come here.” He pulled her so she straddled his lap and they kissed for a long while. His hands wandered over her back, then to her breasts. She loved the way her breasts felt in the spa, buoyant in the bubbling water, her flesh alive as his hands artfully caressed and teased her.
He lifted one breast out of the bubbles and licked water off the turgid tip. She felt her nipples harden as the combination of his nibbles and the cooler air tightened them and her vaginal tissues swelled. She moved so his cock rubbed her through her carefully trimmed pubic hair. They played like that, stroking, caressing, biting and teasing, for several minutes until the timer shut the spa motor off and the jets and bubbles ceased. She stood and took his hand. “Out here,” she said.
She flipped another switch and streams of heated air warmed the area at one end of the tub. She laid him on his back on one of the benches and found a condom in one of the several caches she had everywhere around the house in case she needed one.
As she leaned over him she allowed her nipples to rub over his chest, then moved away as he reached for her. Finally he growled and she remained still so he could cup one breast in each hand, kneading her heated flesh. She kissed his neck, then nibbled her way lower until she nipped at his flat nipples. Many men didn’t have sensitive nipples, but she had discovered early on that Chase’s were as responsive as hers, and she felt them become erect beneath her lips.
She straddled the bench and moved inexorably down his body, licking his belly and playing with his navel. By the time her mouth reached his groin, his cock was hard and throbbing. “Want me?” she said.
“Stop being demanding and suck me,” he said.
She shook her head slightly and smiled indulgently. “For right now you’re the boss.” She took his erect penis into her mouth, pulling and licking until he was jerking and needy. “You always taste so wonderful,” she said, his juices blending with the slight chlorine taste of the spa water. With a long sigh he gave himself up to the pleasure that her mouth gave him as she used her teeth to scratch along his shaft. Her fingers found his sac and squeezed lightly, then her fingernail scraped the tender area between his anus and the base of his sac. As she grasped his erection she heard his breathing quicken and she felt him tighten his muscles, trying to control