Page 18 of Their Courtesan
Monica took her leave. Seth’s throat went dry now that he was alone with Judith. With Zack in tow. Who gave a fuck about that asshole?
“Come with me, gentlemen.” She looped her arms around theirs. Electricity shot through Seth. Right to his damned cock.Behave yourself!What was it doing? It never sprang into action like this around most women. But Judith wasn’t like most women, now was she?
Seth’s mind was too cloudy as Judith finished the tour on the second floor of the Château. She gestured to her room, but Seth refused to acknowledge it. That would only make him think of sex. Sex with Judith. A woman he only knew the first name of. A woman who had sex for a living.
“Let me introduce you to one of my friends,” Judith said, flagging down another young woman emerging from a bedroom. “This is Grace. She’s been here almost as long as I have.”
Grace was pretty. Okay, beautiful, but Seth’s ability to give a shit about a brunette who immediately chatted Zack up as negligible. If anything, her presence made her happybecauseit distracted Zack, who always preferred a pretty brunette to a hot blonde. At least that man had a definite type.
The tone of the tour changed quickly after that. Grace was working, not amusing herself. From the moment Zack smiled back at her, Grace was rubbing his arm, giggling, and prompting him with questions like what he did for a living andOh My Godis it great being an artist? Her complete disregard for Seth was both welcomed and obnoxious. On one hand, he wasn’t interested in her, and on the other… it meant he had Judith’s full attention.
“So,DoctorChristens,” she said, leaning against a Grecian column and crossing her arms. “What kind of things are you interested in?”
“Please. Seth.”
“Seth… is that short for something?”
“Not in my case.” He averted his eyes from her bulging cleavage. There was nothing garish or vulgar about it. Judith’s breasts fit her frame perfectly. They fit herbustperfectly. Seth always tried to see breasts objectively, which had been a requirement for his previous profession. They were body parts. They were sensitive, especially on a pregnant woman, but their primary function was to feed infants, and that’s what Dr. Christens had to concern himself with for many years.
Seth, on the other hand? Seth liked tits. Tits were good. He could stick his dick between them, and that was always fun.
I am embarrassing.
“So… what are you interested in? You haven’t answered that yet.”
Curious how she wasn’t working him. Judith was so relaxed where she stood that a commoner would think they were two people conversing, not a business transaction in the making.Should I do it? How would I even go about it?These women probably preferred getting right down to the business. Should he ask? Even so, what would he want to do? Seemed crass slamming his cock in her on their first meeting. Would she like to go on a date? Seth got off more if he could pick a woman’s brain first – the more they had in common, the more he enjoyed the cock slamming.
“What do you mean?”
He kept his voice even, but Judith pinpointed his trepidation. Her smile was practically barbaric. “You like spanking a woman, Seth? Calling her dirty names? Tying her up and clipping her nipples?” She bit her lip. The way her teeth grazed that rose hue…Behave yourself!“Or maybe you like it when a woman really lays it on you. We do both around here, but it helps if you’re forthcoming so we know who to refer you to. Everyone has their specialty around here.”
Although Seth didn’t flinch, his mind went straight toShe’s talking about BDSM?Seth knew Zack dabbled in it more often than not, and God knew half the young men in the city considered themselves Doms, but Seth never thought much about it. Something about floggers and Japanese rope tying.
“What’s yours?”
Judith’s smile broadened. “I do both. I used to be a dominatrix at The Dark Hour before I started working here.” She shrugged. Hello, bouncing breasts. “Ilikeboth. There’s something about a man who knows how to… really give it to me.” Her eyes glazed over.
I could do that. Really give it to you, that is.Seth had to be careful and not get lost in fantasy too. Somehow he doubted Judith was getting her panties wet over him. Women like her had enough experiences to know who to fantasize about, and right now Seth was another good looking rich guy looking to spread his wealth around.
“I can’t say I have a bedroom preference.”
“That’s too bad. What are we going to use to segue us into my bedroom?”
Shit.
Seth should have expected this. No matter what kind of conversation he wanted to have, Judith would charge him – and keep wondering when he was going to whip out his cock to come all over her.Why am I thinking aboutthat? Seth had never fancied himself the kind of guy who aimed and fired. He preferred to wrap things up and only stay inside if he knew the woman well enough.I’ve seen too many accidental pregnancies.He needed a cigarette thinking about doing that to Judith’s breasts.Why am I so hung up on tits today!
“Hey, uh,” Zack began, one arm wrapped around Grace. “Miss Grace is going to show me some… room…”
“Whatever, man.”
The lovebirds left, probably to transact some business Seth didn’t need to know about. That left him with Judith, who was quick to whip out a tiny, gold-embossed card from a pocket inside her bust.A pocket inside her bust…
“What’s this?” Seth took it. Words. Numbers. Nothing wholesome.
“My rates.”
Seth took another cursory glance. That was a lot of money for a handjob.She’s probably good…Had to be better than the half-assed handjob he got last month from his last real date. The woman barely touched him. Judith looked… thorough.
