“You need a hobby.” Beth suggested.
“That I do, drinking as one isn’t working out so good.” Beth laughed. She found it hard to believe the mean foul-mouthed man she had seen last Thursday was the same one standing before her now.
“Well, I better get the groceries packed in before you go. I know you have other clients to see about.”
“I do, but I have a few things I wanted to get done here first if you don’t mind. I scheduled in a couple hours and I don’t want to lose the money.”
“You sure you’re not staying because you and that son of mine think I can’t take care of myself?”
“Not at all, I need all the hours I can get, I have a sister to put through college. It can be very expensive.” Ton tried to stare her down, but Beth held firm. Twenty-seven years in the military and he caved to a blue-eyed blond. Ton realized there could be worse things than looking at Beth clean his house for a couple of hours.
“Well, I don’t want to deprive anyone of their education.”
“We both would appreciate it.”
“Okay then, what did you have in mind?”
“A little of this and a little of that; go pack in the groceries while I start a load of laundry.”
By the time Beth finished three hours later, she left behind a stupefied Ton standing in his clean living room smelling the sweet scent of the laundry. She completely cleaned his entire home, including fresh sheets and blankets on his bed. His still wet freshly washed hair had not even been
spared; she had firmly sat him down at the table, taking scissors and a comb to it until he looked better than he had in several weeks.
Beth returned to town picking up groceries for two other clients, plus the additional ones Mrs. Langley had requested to be purchased before rushing to meet her at the diner next to the beauty salon where she was to have had lunch with a friend until Beth’s return.
Beth had three more clients to see before she could call it a day. Each client had their own set of chores that needed to be completed, plus several that were spur of the moment requests. She always tried to do the additional requests if at all possible, not wrapping-up her day until late. When she finally got home, it was to find Lily doing homework. Eating a quick dinner she headed for bed, already dreading the work that was looming during the coming week.
By the time Friday arrived, Beth was exhausted after putting Lily on the church bus with a caution to be careful and a tearful hug, she watched the bus drive off before going home to take a nap. She woke a couple of hours before Razer was due to pick her up. Beth took a long shower, blowing drying her hair before putting on light make-up. She dressed in jeans and a pretty red top that softly clung to her full breasts.
This time Beth was ready when Razer knocked on time.
“You look great. Ready?”
“Yes.” Beth removed a jacket from the closet.
Razer’s motorcycle was parked
outside; this time Beth felt more comfortable getting on and sliding her arms tightly around Razer. Beth was excited to see where Razer lived, but nervous about meeting his friends. She had never put herself in this position. Even in college, what few parties she had attended had been with the few girlfriends she had made who hadn’t minded her straight lace ways. Just once, Beth wanted to be reckless. To live as other women did and not hear her father’s sermons in her mind for what others considered normal. How could she teach Lily freedom if she wasn’t willing to find it for herself?
Beth was shocked at the house Razer drove onto and parked. She got off the bike staring. “
You guys are staying at Stolmes’s factory?” The factory had been built four years ago when the economically depressed area had tried desperately to find work for the people in Treepoint. A businessman, Gavin Stolmes, had come to town, buying a huge amount of property that everyone considered useless. It had been over forested, steep, and rocky. It was not even a particularly pretty piece of land. The saving grace about the property was that it was a large acreage and that was the selling point to Stolmes. He and his private investors had put up the money, building the factory in record time. Several of the local businessmen had also invested their money as well. The factory completed, the machinery had been ordered, but never arrived. Stunned, the investors discovered that Stolmes had left town without a word with the two million needed to buy the machines to build the equipment that the plant had been laid out to build. There even had been a bed and breakfast built to house the buyers when they visited. It could hold a group the size of Razer’s.
“Yeah.”
The house was lit up inside and music could be heard. Groups of people were standing around drinking various forms of liquor.
“Let’s go.” Taking her hand, he led her up the steps to the front porch, crammed with even more people than Beth had first thought.
“You didn’t tell me there would be this many people here.”
“It’s busy this weeke
nd. The guys are up from Ohio, we are all headed back next week. A dispute has broken out; Viper wants to send a message."
“What message?”
“A don’t fuck with me message.”
“Oh.”
He opened the door and ushered her inside and into another world. Beth thought it would be people standing around drinking, talking, and dancing. A normal party, there was nothing normal about this party. They were doing much more than she had ever imagined. Women were all over the place in different stages of dress, some dancing, some sitting, all in various stages of sexual acts.
Beth came to a hard stop. “Whoa! I think I misunderstood what kind of party this is, I can’t stay here.”
Razer grabbed her around the waist, stopping her panicked flight. “Calm down, nothing is going to happen that you’re not ready for or you don’t want to.”
“You said a party, not an orgy and I can tell you now I am not ready for this party.” Beth tried to lower her scandalized voice; aware of the curious eyes staring at her in amusement.
“Beth, you said you partied in college?” Razer questioned.
“Yes, normal frat parties. This is like a frat party on steroids.”
“Come on. It’s not that bad.”
“It’s bad, real bad.” Beth said in a low voice, as she watched a pretty blond writhing in desire on Knox’s lap as he sucked on her bared breast.
“Beth we are quite a bit older than college kids. I assumed when you said you had partied that extended beyond the college age range. Give it a chance.” Seeing the couple Beth’s eyes were glued on. “Ignore that. Let’s get a drink.”
Beth felt like throwing up she was so nervous. She no longer heard her father’s words in her
mind; they were screaming dire warnings of hell and brimstone.
Razer grabbed a couple of beers, handing her one before pulling her down on his lap on an overstuffed leather chair. Train was seated on the couch beside it with a woman on each side of him. One seemed to be licking his ear while another was bobbing up and down on his cock.
At this point, Beth knew she was well out of her depth. In fact, she was trying to devise a way of telling Razer to get her the hell out of there when Evie appeared.
“Hey Beth.”
“Hello Evie.” Beth looked at her, not wanting her eyes to return to Train as she heard his groans of completion. Beth eyed the outfit Evie was wearing, trying not to appear flustered at the tight pair of shorts that barely covered the curve of her butt and a top that was unbuttoned showing her firm breasts.
Beth felt overdressed and wasn’t about to rectify the situation. She took a swallow of the beer, trying to calm herself down. Razer’s hand started to rub her back, easing the fear threatening to have her running out of the room.
“I can see from your face that Razer didn’t warn you the parties can get a little wild.”
“No, he didn’t.”
Evie laughed and sat down on the arm of the chair they were sitting on. “I had been partying since I was fifteen; I was twenty-one the first time I came to one of their parties. It still shocked me.”
Razer and Train started talking, both ignoring the women at their side. “You’ll get used to it. The next time you come it won’t be such a surprise.” Evie sympathized with the obviously overwhelmed newcomer.
“I doubt that.” Beth sincerely was thinking that once she got out of here she would never be back.
Evie laughed as if reading her mind. Trying to ease her mind she changed the topic. “I like your top. All my pretty ones have disappeared. These bitches just borrow without asking, so we just wash the clothes and everyone grabs something clean. The shorts are different, not many can get their fat asses into mine.”
“I bet not.” Evie was small, probably a one or two. Beth was one of the fat asses who they wouldn’t fit.
“Not everyone likes skin and bones,” Razer said, rubbing Beth’s ass. “I happen to like mine with a little jiggle.”
“Never notice you complain when you’re humpin’ it,” Evie joked back. She caught the shocked look on Beth's face and instantly regretted her ill-conceived joke.
“Damn girl. I didn’t mean anything.” Beth gave her a false smile at her apology.
“The first couple of times I saw Razer, he had a different woman hanging on him. I just didn’t realize you two had a history.”
“No history,” Evie said. “How about we change the subject. Razer was telling me what you do, I bet that’s interesting.”
Beth looked in her eyes and saw a sincere desire to be friends. She liked the girl and as all the friends she had made had gotten married or left the small town for greener pastures, she wanted to become friends as well.
“
What do you do?"
"I was a nurse in Ohio, but I applied here at the local hospitals and the two doctor’s offices, but they haven’t called.”
“You’re a nurse?” Evie stiffened at Beth's surprised tone.
“You don’t think I look like a nurse?”
Beth burst out laughing, stopping when seeing the hurt look Evie tried to hide. Razer’s arm tightened around her waist, letting her know he was unhappy. Even Train was throwing her a dirty look.
“Well to be honest, right now, a nurse wouldn’t be my first clue as to your profession.” Beth waved her hand at Evie’s open top. “But you misunderstood me; if any of my male clients saw you, they would have a cardiac arrest.“ This time, everyone burst out laughing. “Seriously, I have a nursing degree also, worked and got my masters in business with a minor in accounting. Before everyone can say I am flaunting my degrees, I am just telling you this because I have been getting a little overwhelmed with all the work I have been contracted to do. I was thinking of hiring someone part-time if you think you might be interested?”
“God yes, I have been bored out of my mind stuck here all day with the other girls.” Hastily adding before Beth could reply, “I don’t want full-time, whatever hours you could give me would be great.”
Beth frowned. “Perhaps I should have mentioned you would need a car. Do you have one?”
“Yes and it’s in good shape.”
“Have you got your phone handy?”
Evie pulled a small cell phone out of her back pocket. Beth took it and programmed her number into it.
“Give me a call on Monday; I will work something out this weekend on what hours I can offer.”
A loud booming voice yelled Evie’s name from the upstairs. “Gotta go before Knox comes looking for me.” Beth turned to see Knox and the blond woman waiting for Evie at the top of the stairs. When Evie reached them, Knox placed an arm around their shoulders before moving out of Beth’s sight.
“That was nice of you.”
“I had a rough week. I need the help; I should have done it a month ago. This will give me more time to spend with Lily before she leaves for college and someone to cover for me in emergencies when I go visit.”
“Works out nice for you both.”
Beth only nodded because while they had been talking he had turned her sideways on his lap, facing away from Train. His hand had been running up and down her thigh, his thumb casually brushing her denim-covered mound before sliding away. Teasing her into wanting it to linger longer. One hand buried itself in her long hair, tilting her hair back, kissing her before she could protest. When his lips touched her, all thoughts of protest vanished. There was just something so naughty about sitting on his lap and letting him pet her.
Razer sucked her tongue into his mouth, wanting to see if she would be able to respond to him in the heavily crowded room. Beth dragged her nails over his t-shirt covered chest. She was forgetting where she was at and getting into the moment when Razer broke away.
“Let’s go.” Razer tore his lips away.
“Where to?”
“My room. I don’t think you’re ready to fuck in public yet and if you keep scratching at me with those nails, I am tearing those jeans off you.” Standing up, he pulled her up on her feet.
Razer hustled her through the crowd and up the long flight of steps.
“Razer…”
He opened the second door at the top. Leading her inside, his lips found hers before she could say anything, shutting the door behind them. Beth was still trying to make up her mind if this was really what she wanted.