Working for a Living Chapter 2

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We hadn't been on the road ten minutes when her cell beeped with a text message. Pulling it out of her purse, she read the text from Laura and it had just one word. "HOT!" She laughed and showed it to me as I drove, apparently you have another admirer.


We rolled into the Four Season's a little after six on Friday evening. The valet held Jaime's door open while the bellman slipped our bags out of the backseat of my Ram 2500. I hustled her into the lobby. Though it was late May, it still felt like winter. And having seen her dress, I knew that jacket wouldn't keep her that warm!

"Good evening Shelley," as we walked to the front desk. I could feel Jaime giving me a look of surprise that I knew the young lady's name.

"Good evening Mr. Shaw. You ready for the big party?"

"Ready or not, we're here! I'm sure Dolores will make it quite the evening." Dolores Thompson has lived in Jackson for years and she annually hosts the party. She plans it all year. "This is my date for the evening, Jaime Harrington."

In five minutes, we were in our suite with a view of the ski lifts. Jaime walked around the suite, seemingly in a trance. "I can't believe how big this place is! And it's so beautiful."

"No, this is just a room. You are beautiful!" She blushed as I handed her a flute of champagne. "To a fun evening," the line was corny and we both knew it, but I just had to say it, as it was so true. I pulled her close to me and we kissed with passion. My hands wrapped around her and squeezed her sexy ass. She pressed her thigh to my crotch and she soon had my cock growing uncomfortably in my slacks. Jaime broke our kiss and took a long drink from her glass then handed it to me to hold.

Before I realized, Jaime already had my belt unfastened and my zipper pulled down. I looked down as she took my nearly erect cock into her wet mouth. I could feel the freshness from the champagne on my skin.