Page 1 of The Journal of Josie

One

October 8, 2024

I wasall settled in my bed, with a nice cup of jasmine tea on my nightstand. It has been a few nights since I last sat down to journal, but tonight was far too good to pass the opportunity to write it down so I can remember it years from now.

Nights like these are the ones I want to remember forever, which is why I got this journal in the first place.

Very often, the days at work are too long for me to catch the time to write, whether it is in the office or seeing my few select clients, who provide the pleasure that is enough to shatter me in the best way possible. But I am all relaxed and satisfied, now with a little bit of time to spend on this before I get some rest. I can barely feel my legs, but my hands are still functional enough to announce the big news.

Hudson came back to New York for a night.

I met Hudson before I opened Blush. Back then, I worked as a stripper at Champagne Charms, making far less for much more work, and I was sick of it. I was sick of my entire body aching, sick of sleazy men who tried to touch me without paying for it.

I had an idea I wanted to bring to life, but I had no ideawhereto start. After all, as my former boss had told me many times, I was just a dancer, not a businesswoman.

All of that changed when I met him. Hudson Trent was a trust fund baby who also, surprisingly, worked for a living. He was one of the big guys in the finance world, and he wasn’t scared to take risks. After his late business hours, Hudson often frequented Champagne Charms to release some of the tension built in the crazy finance world.

It wasn’t long before he became a regular of mine, requesting to seemeexclusively and paying damn good money for it.

That was only one of the things that drew me into him, though. He was attractive in the most conventional sense—tall, warm, with chocolate eyes and dark brown hair. His dashing smile made all the ladies weak at their knees, and I was no exception. He was a picture-perfect guy when it came to his appearance, with manners that made him the complete package.

At first, our encounters were limited to dances he paid me well for, but it wasn’t long before they escalated into something more meaningful. A relationship that was both profitable and enjoyable.

He was the first person to support me when I decided to open Blush. He calculated the risks, helped me develop a business plan, and stood by my side as I made it all happen. Hudson had been there to back me in every way possible, willing to invest and trust in me when no one else did. It was one of the things I’d never forget.

Another detail that made him so great was that neither of us wanted monogamy. The chemistry was obviously there—it had been there from the moment we first saw each other—and we deeply cared about one another. There were no petty fights, no toxic behaviors—just fun and pleasure that we were both eager to find.

My lifestyle and job clashed with the concept of being tied to one guy, which would likely cause issues I wasn’t too eager to put up with. Hudson, on the other hand, was bisexual. He opened up about it to me, but overall, it was a secret kept as down low as he could because of the rather conservative world he worked in. All hell would’ve broken loose if his finance colleagues were to find out he was sleeping with his long-term male partner, who doubled as his administrative assistant, James. The two of them traveled around together a lot, so it didn’t surprise me that their relationship became serious rapidly.

Still, his strong affection for me was still there. Whenever he was in town, he came to see me—both heandhis partner, actually. And tonight was one of those encounters.

It was exactly what I needed.

Two

Hudson was a gentleman. He must have fucked me hundreds of times, yet he remained polite and kind every time he came in to see me. If you asked me, it was one of the biggest turn-ons about him. He was raised well, and he didn’t let the world corrupt that part of him.

“Josie,” he greeted me with a smile as I opened the door. He was in his usual attire—a navy blue suit with a gray button-up shirt, and in his left hand was my favorite iced latte. “I arrived in town this morning, so I figured I should come see you.”

Hudson was one of the rare people who had my home address and was allowed to visit me at home. I loved it when he visited, actually. Leaning up, I placed a soft kiss on his cheek, genuinely delighted to see him.

“And bribe me with coffee?” I arched my brow, taking the iced latte from him. He always remembered my order. I took a sip, enjoying how the liquid rolled down my throat before trailing my tongue over my lips. Hudson’s gaze dropped to my lips, lingering there. “What is it, now? You haven’t come herejustto chat, have you?”

He entered the hallway in a few short steps, shutting the door behind himself as his hands cupped my face and his mouthfound mine. He kissed me slowly, sensually, making his claim as my knees buckled. No one could make me react quite like him.

“That smart little mouth of yours,” Hudson murmured against my lips, earning a smile that quickly curved my mouth upward. “It’s going to get you in a whole lot of trouble someday.”

“Oh, yeah? What are you going to do about it, big boy?” I whispered, feeling the wild thud of my heart in my chest. Hudson pinned me against the wall, trailing his fingers up my smooth thigh. My attire for my evenings spent at home was simple—a red silk nightgown with no underwear,perfectfor moments like this. His hand inched his way to my pussy, finding me already slick for him. There was no point in denying it; I’d rather always surrender to my desires.

Clumsily, I managed to place the coffee down on the hallway table before his other hand fisted into my hair, guiding me to my knees. He was careful with the way he moved me, but firm.

“I’m glad you asked,” he said once I was on my knees. “I’m going to shove my cock into your mouth until you can’t talk back anymore.” His cock was already hard, fighting against the restriction of his pants. “Unzip my pants, Josie. You know the drill.” With a mischievous smile on my lips, I unzipped the pants, pulling his cock out.

Hudson had, undoubtedly, one of the nicest cocks I had ever seen. It was thick and long, and he knew how to use it well. He knew how to fuck me to the point where I could barely think, and I couldn’t wait to have him inside me.

But, first things first…

I obeyed his demand.

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