Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Tamara stares at us, her brown eyes disbelieving.
“Okay, I think I’m missing some details. What do you mean by ‘available’ to you at all times?”
“We mean that you’ll be our personal plaything,” I growl, as the pretty girl’s eyes snap back over to me.
“Personal plaything?” she echoes with disbelief. “Are you for real?”
I nod.
“Listen, we’re not looking for a girlfriend, a wife, or anything serious that could lead to marriage or even a real relationship. Instead, what we’re looking for is access. Access to a very special woman that we can enjoy as often as we please. All three of us, at once. And we’re willing to pay for that access. You would be living in the lap of luxury here at the Merovingian Hotel. For free of course.”
“And we’ll even throw in a stipend,” Chris adds in a casual tone. “How about ten thousand dollars in cash every week, on top of the food, lodging, and whatever else that your pretty little heart desires? Would that work for you, sweetheart?”
Tamara stares at the three of us, her jaw on the ground.
“So let me just get this straight,” she says in a disbelieving voice. “What you mean is that you want a woman to do gangbangs with you, whenever you feel like it.”
“Well,” Dane hems and haws. “Maybe not exactly a gangbang,” he begins. But then he bites his lip as he looks between Chris and me. “Well, okay, maybe that’s fundamentally what we want. But the word ‘gangbang’ is a little over the top because there are only three of us, and you know how gangbangs are. There can be fifty or a hundred guys using a woman to the max.”
“Oh, yeah, that makes it better,” Tamara says in a droll voice.
Chris sighs.
“Look, we would never demean you without reason,” he states in a serious tone. “But yes, you would take all three of us at once, if the moment calls for it. We could use you separately, apart, be in the same room, or plug you full every which way if that’s what we want.”
“If that’s what you want,” Tamara echoes in a low voice.
I nod.
“Yes. That’s the key. You do what we want, and we pay you for access to your beautiful body, Tamara. That’s what we want.”
She bites her lip, looking to the side.
“Well, thank you for the kind offer, but this is out of the blue. I don’t know. I guess I’ll think about it.”
There’s a slight pause as a brief silence spreads throughout the room. That wasn’t the answer that my friends and I were expecting, so we’re caught a little off guard. After all, Tamara’s already played a game of whack a mole with us and she’s clearly capable of taking on three cocks, and enjoying it too. So why is she hesitant now? I’m trying to figure out what could be holding her back, but nothing comes to mind.
After all, another woman in her place would leap at an opportunity like this. They would value the opportunity to make a boatload of cash, live rent-free in a five-star hotel, and have their every whim catered to. But Tamara doesn’t seem that interested. The woman is full of surprises, I’ll give her that.
“Is there a reason why you need to think about it?” Chris asks in a smooth tone. “Let us know your thought process.”
Tamara shrugs her shoulders again.
“It’s just that I’ve always worked for a living, and I’m used to it. So sitting around here doing nothing, aside from acting as your personal plaything, may not be my cup of tea.”
My mouth falls open as she stands up, sending us all a smile as she places her wine glass down on the coffee table.
“Gentlemen, you’re right. This is an incredible offer, and I promise I will really think about it. But I can’t say yes or no right this second because I need some time. I hope you understand,” she tells us before turning to towards the door. Then, Tamara walks to the foyer of the suite and leaves without a second glance back at us.
We sit there in stunned silence after the door snicks shut, staring at one another in shock.
“What the fuck?” Chris growls.
“Did she just turn us down?” Dane asks in a surprised voice.
“Yeah,” I drawl. I slump against the couch, letting out a deep chuckle. “We’ve got our hands full with this one, gentlemen. It’s going to take more than a little suck and fuck to make Tamara North come around. So what’s next? How do we get her to say yes?”
My friends’ blank stares look back at me, and I groan. Clearly, selling Tamara on our deal is going to be harder than expected… but also one hundred percent worth it.
6
TAMARA
The next day, I’m right back inside of the Merovingian. The guys want to talk to me again and the truth is that I want to talk to them too after spending the night thinking things over.