The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (beautiful books to read .txt) 📗

                After Amberleigh got herself off for the Birthday boy, she collected her two hundred dollar tip and was on her way. She got cleaned up and had to redo her hair and makeup before she hit the Rainbow Room to finish out her shift. Ebony was nowhere to be found, and Amberleigh was glad for that. That way she didn’t have to lie to her friend about what had occurred in the Godwin Suite.

Just like driving on autopilot, she’d done her routines so many times, they required little conscious thoughts anymore. So to those still partying it up in the Rainbow Room on the cusp of noon, she appeared to be giving it her all to help mark the clubs twentieth anniversary. Really, she was stuck in her head, living among her own thoughts about what her life would be for the next year under her unconventional contract with Grayson Godwin.

Sure he was hot as fuck, rich as sin, but he seemed so cold and emotionless during their brief first meeting. Sex didn’t have to be mind- blowing to make a baby, but it sure as hell helped. It was hard to imagine the next year of her life having passionless, meaningless sex with the beautiful billionaire.  Perhaps, he would have another woman or even a man in his head while he fucked Amberleigh. That thought bothered her far more than it should have.

Noon came and she was glad to escape to the dining hall to grab some brunch to take up to her room. Amberleigh was glad she hadn’t had another private fuck after the stinky Birthday stalker after all, as her heart was no longer in it that morning. She left the body shots up to other fresh on shift Goddesses and Pages that morning, the final gift to thank club regulars. She knew without a doubt if she had the energy or desire to be a part of the orgy going on for the VIPs, she’d be allowed admission with no questions asked.

As she munched on her pancakes, bacon, and eggs back in her room, she thought about what her absence from the club for the next year would do to her status. She’d lose regulars no doubt, and it would be like starting at the bottom of the fuckin barrel again when she returned. Worst still, she couldn’t cash in on her claim to fame, because the woman who spent a year fucking Grayson Godwin, having his baby, would be a club legend, and the most popular bitch in the joint. And she couldn’t tell a damn soul about it.

She drowned her sorrows in syrup and mimosas.  She knew all too soon Ebony would come parading through the door flashing her wad of cash and wanting to know how big Grayson Godwin’s dick was. Well she wondered the same damn thing, but at least she would soon find out. What the fuck was she going to tell her best friend? Just leave without saying a damn word? That was certainly a dick move.

Just as predicted Ebony came barreling through the door about one p.m. She was singing loudly, missing a heel, her body suit, and drunk as fuck. Her friends’ state of drunkenness could work to her advantage. Hopefully.

Ebony threw her money up in the air and let in rain down on them. She looked very proud of herself.

“Four grand… and… some ‘ange slut. Counts.. it,” she declared, before she fell on the bed.

It was a wonder she’d made it this far really. Amberleigh had to catch her to keep her drunk ass from tumbling off the side of the bed.

“What else did you have to drink?” she asked.

She shrugged and laughed obnoxiously, “Lots of cum…I wanna taste the Godwin… you lucky…cunts..”

Amberleigh sighed and pulled back the covers, dragging Ebony up across the bed while she laughed and flailed around the bed like she was having a seizure. She tucked her friend in. Then went about picking up the money that was strewn across the room.

Ebony was singing again. She would tire herself out soon enough. Who would babysit her drunk ass for the next year? Ebony was pretending to swim in the mound of covers. Amberleigh just rolled her eyes and removed the one high heel still attached to her friend’s foot.

“Go to sleep,” Amberleigh ordered.

She shook her head dramatically, “Not until you..tell me.. what…the God’s dick.. tastes..like…Is it this big?”

She held her manicured hands far apart, unrealistically even for a God really.  Amberleigh stuck the pile of cash on the nightstand before she plopped down on the edge of the bed.

“It was huge. He tasted like sugar and spice and everything nice. It was the best fuck I’ve ever had. Now go the fuck to sleep.”

Ebony laughed again. This continued for several more minutes until the bitch finally passed out. Amberleigh was relived. It gave her more time to figure out how she was going to break the news to her friend she was leaving the club for the next year without breeching her confidentiality agreement.  She decided to go ahead and let the head Goddess know she was accepting the offer.

As she headed towards the Head Goddesses office, she couldn’t help but reflect on her life in the club this far. Everywhere she looked, seemed to conjure a memory. This place had been good to her, and she would likely be dead or in jail if the Cobra Club hadn’t offered her a lifeline. Her eyes were misted over, she was going to miss the hell out of this place. Not Tio of course. Fuck him. And that bitch from the Bondage Room Cleo who stole her chocolate cake. And that Page from the Mosaic level who spread rumors she gave lousy head. Okay, she was going to miss about two-thirds of the people here.  At least she had a good run and this club wouldn’t forget her fuckin name.