1. Penny's Worth - Chapter 6


    Date: 2/6/2016, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: KrystalClear, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    stories were true, it was the money Suárez and his people were generating that was being used to finance the rehab. Eventually, floor by floor the entire hotel was to be upgraded. The door opened, and the entire floor had been gutted. A construction crew was busily finishing the demo. I wondered how long it would be before the women who practiced our trade at the Aventeen were pushed out. Once the hotel was competitive for the corporate class, they wouldn’t need or want our salacious business any longer. In my own way, I was working hard to implement our demise. “Have you seen the work being done on the second floor?” I asked starting my conversation with Ivory. “No, but I’ve heard there’s a lot of money going into this place. It should be really nice to work here once they finish.” True to form, she was as oblivious to the future as the rest. “How would you like to earn two thousand tonight?” She jumped at the chance without hearing the details. I told her about the party. “Can I drink there?” It was as if she was asking my permission. I liked that I still had some control over her. “Yes, but don’t get drunk. You aren’t there to party. You have a job to do.” “But I can still have fun?” “We all will, but be professional.” I knew I’d need to keep an eye on her. Still she’d come a long way in a short time. We arrived at a large mansion to the north of the city. Suárez had a suitably impressive Mercedes limousine arrive at an appropriately late time. The three of us rode in ...
    the back of the chauffeured vehicle. I wore a long black sheath, with a slit up the side. Ivory wore a shorter pale pink number that highlighted her long tapered legs, which made her look younger than her nineteen years. Suárez entertained himself on the ride by impressing her with his velvety words and eyeing her legs, which she conveniently parted occasionally for his viewing pleasure. I stepped out first and then locked onto his arm when he disembarked, as if I was a part of his jewelry. The host and the rest of the ensemble rushed to greet him. I was there as part of the set piece intended to impress. Ivory tagged closely behind adding further credence to his spectacle. The opulent hall held nearly every excessive splendor one could imagine. Huge platters of food, fine wine and liquors, a live band and beautiful women abound. It might have been any soiree held by the wealthy, but this was, at its heart, an orgy. Most of the women were paid for their services, but many were sexual libertines who enjoyed multiple partners. I had never been to one and even with my prior experiences, I felt nervous. I half expected to see piles of naked bodies writhing amass on the dance floor. A brunette woman serving as party coordinator informed me that all group activities would take place in an adjacent room directly up the stairs. “Let us start immediately,” said Suárez. Everyone knew it was a direct command, not the request that his tone seemed to suggest. He pointed to Ivory, who had ...