Mr Jones’ list had been mostly uneventful. I guessed it was more a reason to talk to me and give me a reason to call him back, than something he really needed my help with. I had mostly relayed the information to others, having them run the errands or prep the food he had asked for. Apparently, he was on some self-imposed house arrest. Rumour had it he was so afraid to be seen in public, even in our hotel spaces, that he barely left his room, at least not during the mealtimes and in the evenings when there were more people about. There had been a new campaign against him in one of the tabloids. His ex played the papers like Michelangeli the piano. I felt sorry for him. Perhaps I would call him later to check the list and have a little small talk.

I usually work the late shifts since most of the more difficult requests come in later in the day. But today felt like we approached a full moon.

A lot of calls, a lot of requests and questions. So, Mr Jones got pushed to the back of my head. It was again rather late when the computer voice in my ear announced an incoming call from his room number.

“Mr Jones.” I wondered if my smile was audible in my voice. “Good evening, how may I help you?”

“Hello, Miss O’Riordan, how are you tonight?”

“Very well, thank you, and yourself?”

“Suddenly much better!” There was a warmth in his voice. I smiled.

“What may I do for you tonight?” I was preparing for another lengthy list, but the line stayed quiet for a long time.

Jones cleared his throat. “Miss O’Riordan, I may count on your discretion?”

“Of course, Mr Jones, discretion is my job.” I felt a tension on the line. Slowly and quietly, he began to talk.

“Miss O’Riordan, you probably follow what the tabloids have been saying about me and my soon-to-be ex-wife. I don’t want you to think less of me now, but I am a very lonely man. The last few months, my marriage had been toxic. I did things I am not proud of, and so has my ex. We brought out the worst in one another.”

I gave an encouraging sound to signal I was listening.

“One of the other guests hinted to me that you were the person to talk to when someone was lonely. That you could arrange things?”

I knew what he was up to, and even the hint of the thought made me wet. I tried to sound as professional and neutral as I was supposed to. “Yes, there are certain things I might arrange for you. But I want to remind you that you are well-known and recognisable. And even though I usually trust our business partners. The tabloids are paying a ridiculous amount of money for everything relating to you, I would have to find someone a hundred per cent trustworthy.”

“Thank you for considering this, Miss O’Riordan. I also have thought about that. May I be totally honest right now?”

There was a faint tremble in his voice.

“Of course, sir.”

He audibly cleared his throat. “I have tried to relieve myself with adult films, to no avail. I know having a woman here might get me in even deeper water as I already am, but I wonder if you would know an agency that would have someone with me via phone, you know? Just describing, talking. Oh god, this is so embarrassing. You know someone who at least interacts a little with me? Please don’t judge me. I am just really, really, lonely.”

I couldn’t help but wonder if he still had an erection while talking to me. A thought that aroused me so much that I clenched my thighs. For a moment, I considered switching my computer to one of the better AI voices and calling him back, pretending to be the woman the agency sent. But I think I wouldn’t be able to contain my arousal and my descriptions would, obviously, be lacking. There was only one woman who I would trust with this. Not only because I trusted her with everything, but also because I knew she wouldn’t be tempted by money.

I tried to concentrate on my breathing and calmed myself down before answering him.

“Mr Jones, I will try to come up with a solution for your problem. I might have someone I could call, but be warned, her services are expensive, even via telephone. I will call you back in a little while and relay your call via my switchboard. This way, the call won’t be traceable to your room number.”

“Thank you, Miss O’Riordan.”

He hung up.

Typing in Ruby's telephone number, I was torn if I should listen in on the call or respect his privacy. The latter was, of course, the only feasible way to go. But it was oh so tempting.

I decided to end my shift half an hour early. Something I very much deserved, and there was something else I also very much deserved.

Ruby answered the call, and I told her about Mr Jones's problem. She had some quips to get out of her system before she would be able to talk to him professionally, so I had to endure several innuendos about him and me. She pondered quite graphic about what to describe to him and to use my looks to describe herself.

I rolled my eyes.

Before I put her on hold to call Jones again, I had one more request of her.

“Ruby?”

“Yes, dear?”  Her voice was soft.

“I wonder if Louis might have time tonight. I think I will end my shift after connecting you and Mr Jones, and I think I might need Louis's services.”

“That Jones guy is doing a thing on your sex drive.” I heard a muffled sound and some quietly spoken words, probably into her other cell phone.

“He says to tell you he’ll be at your place in about an hour.”

I grinned; Louis liked me. And every time I needed a man, meaning, every time I needed a hard cock, I knew I could rely on Louis.

“Thank you, Ruby, I will put you on hold now, the next voice you’ll hear will be Mr Jones. Good night, dear.”

I clicked a few buttons, and the voice in my headset was repeating the number I was now calling.

Mr Jones answered immediately.

“Sir, I will now switch this call to a woman who will attend to your every need. Have a good evening.”

“Thank you, Miss O’Riordan.”

I heard the relief in his voice before I flicked the switch and connected the two. My best friend and the man I had a crush on.

For a second, I considered listening in. But listening in would make my job even more difficult. What I knew by now made it nearly impossible to stay professional. My imagination was going wild anyway, no need to add a real-life soundtrack.

And Louis would be waiting, soon.

I called myself a taxi, not willing to suffer through another hot and bothered bus ride. The driver collected me near the back entrance and made a huge fuzz about getting me inside his car. As If I had never sat down on a car seat before.

I sighed. Louis. Louis would make everything better.

The doorbell chimed mere minutes after I had got home. I pushed the intercom button.

“Yes?”

“Hola mi Corazón.” Louis's voice. I buzzed him in. Louis was from Argentina. He had come over to England as a singer and musician and as a tango teacher. Teaching tango had led to another career. A career that ultimately paid better than teaching and singing, even though he was still doing both. You can imagine why I like Louis; he has the clear and strong voice of the cantador. And the body and dexterity of a dancer.

I opened the door and listened for his footsteps.

I heard him humming before I heard his steps on the soft carpet.

“Hola mi Corazón Chiara.”

I smiled. After I had taught him to pronounce my Irish name not as Chi- a -rah, but as Ki-ra. He always put more emphasis on the -ra. Making it sound more Spanish than Irish.

“Hola Louis.” I opened my arms, and he slipped into my embrace, kissing me softly. Humming an old Astor Piazzolla tango, he grabbed me and led me dancing back into my flat. I drowned in his scent as we twirled around my living room.

“What is on your mind tonight, mi Corazón?”

I pressed myself closer to his body, already feeling something stir in his groin area. I kissed him.

“You’re the best dance partner I’ll ever have. And you are the best lover I had in a long time, Louis. Tonight, I need your cock. And I need it deep inside me.”

I felt his lips curl into a smile against my cheek. “I think we can manage that. But may I ask…” He trailed off.

“Yes.” It was all he needed to hear. I grinned.  We had struck a deal long ago.

I felt him inch away.

“You get ready, I will sort some music and pour us some wine.”

Since he had twirled me around whilst dancing, I needed to get my bearings again. Louis noticed and without another word softly turned me a few degrees. “Bedroom. There.”

When he entered the room a little bit later, I was already stretched out on the bed. My clothes were piled on a chair. Faint music was coming from the living room. Fado, slow and melancholic. I head glasses chink on the nightstand next to me.

Fabric rustled; a belt buckle was opened. The tall shadow that was Louis shifted, and I felt the bed move under his weight as he knelt on it. He was kneeling at my feet, I turned on my back and slightly opened my legs. Louis grunted as he kissed his way up my thighs. Clean-shaven, his skin felt smooth on mine. He pushed my legs further apart. 

“Well, my dear. I thought I might have to get you in the mood a little more. But it seems you’re already ready for me." I felt his finger on my mound and shivered as he parted my lips and effortlessly slid two fingers inside me.

I groaned. Slowly, he moved his fingers inside me as he kissed his way further up my body.

Resting beside me, I felt his breath next to my ear. “Do you think you can take all of me already?”

Louis's cock was massive. Thick and long, I usually needed time to adjust to his girth.

“I think so, but is there already something to take?”

“Oh Chiara, if only you could see the beautiful erection, I have for you. Strong and thick, awaiting to be lubed.”

“Let me see then.” I pushed his hand out of me and turned him on his back. Trailing my hands over his body, I made my way down to his cock. The well-lit room helped me make out the flagpole-like shape protruding from his middle. Getting close, I eyed his penis. Whilst trying to see it as well as possible I crouched very close; my nose touched it. Louis grunted, and I took it as a signal to start. Slowly licking his shaft, I arrived at his tip, cupping it with my lips. There was no chance I could take all of him in my mouth. And we both wouldn’t want that. I knew what he wanted.  Grabbing his cock, I lubed it with my saliva before straddling his hips. Careful to keep his tip between my lips, I felt his hands caress my thighs, and slowly wander up my hips. I leaned forward so he could reach my breasts. My nipples hardened under his touch, and I slowly sat down on his shaft.

I enveloped his tip and my juices started coating his member, centimetre by centimetre, as he entered me. I felt how he stretched me, and I needed to take my time getting used to him. As you know, I am not that used to penises in my cunt. The toys I use are usually smaller.

Bearing down, I took all of him in and rested to adjust.

The good thing about Louis isn’t his size, but his endurance. As I said, I am more of a girl for the clitoral orgasm. The vaginal orgasm takes much longer to achieve for me. Louis can go the distance. And that is our deal. He makes me come. Sometimes more than once. And in exchange, he can come too. Inside me, bareback. That’s his thing. He knows I’m infertile. And I know he likes to shoot his load inside a woman. Sometimes he even shoots it up my butt.

Slowly I started rocking on his cock whilst his hands squeezed and pulled my nipples. With closed eyes, I found my rhythm. I moved and let him slide out of me, only to again take him deep inside me. His hands wandered to my hips, and he started to direct my movements. He always feels so good inside me, filling me so completely.

“Open your eyes, mi Corazón, look at me.” His voice was a mere whisper.

I obeyed, opening my eyes, I stared at the dark shape that was his head. His groan told me I was doing it right.

He likes me looking at him.

I felt his hands move and felt his thumb find my clit, softly rubbing it. I felt the orgasm slowly building up and Louis noticed, too. His thumb started rubbing faster, and harder.

I knew he, by now, was doing everything to hold back his orgasm. Only to make me come first. And I let it happen. I ground my clit on his thumb and buried his member deep inside me as I started to breathe heavier. I felt the orgasm approach fast. And when Louis suddenly shifted a little and I felt his other hand on my backside, I knew I wouldn’t last another minute. I feel his wet index finger push inside my butt and started to scream in a wild orgasm. He rocked me between his cock and his finger, pushing both in as deep as possible. I spasmed and groaned as he started to moan, too. His finger sliding out of me I felt his hands again bear down on my hips, holding me in place as he shot his sperm inside me. His cock pulsing out, one thick stream after the other, I felt it push on my cervix.

He was still hard and still inside me. And we both didn’t want to change it.

I collapsed on his chest and felt him slide out a little.

Louis tried to pull out.

“Leave him in. I need to feel you there.” I sighed.

“But my cock is getting soft now.”

“Still. Keep him there. Can you feel your cum seeping out of me?”

“Of course!”

“I think I need more.” I kissed his chest.

“More cum?”

“That, too.” I kissed him. Touching his Face, I got close, close enough to see his dark brows and the dark eyes staring at me. I blinked, “You have beautiful eyes.”

“You, too. Do you know you have turquoise green eyes?”

“Yes.” I concentrated on trying to make out a colour. “Yours are dark, very dark. Brown?”

Louis nodded. “Si.”

I felt his penis move inside me. Looking deep into his eyes, I moved a little and he slipped back, deeper inside me.

It turns him on to be seen by the blind woman. I know, and he knows.

Carefully, I started rocking on his half-erect penis. I knew it would be only a matter of time till he would be fully restored.

We kissed.

“Ruby told me she might join us later, I forgot to tell you.”

“I see,” I smirked.

“No, you don’t” Louis laughed.

I slapped him playfully. Only he and Ruby are allowed to make such jokes.

I nestled closer to his chest and felt him pull at the duvet. He covered us both as I flexed my vaginal muscles around his half-erect penis. Feeling him inside me felt so good. I wanted to feel him inside my ass, too. But Louis still needed a few minutes to rejuvenate. I moved to let him slide out of me. His sticky cum still connecting us two, I cuddled closer, and my hand wandered to his sticky, hot member.

I felt him move and felt his hand between my legs. The surrounding sheets were drenched in our juices. As he rubbed my still swollen clit, I felt him harden again. Gripping him tighter, I opened my lips for his tongue. We kissed fiercely. I already felt a drop of pre-cum on my hand when we broke our kiss.

“Louis?”

“Si?”

“Would you cum in my ass for me?”

He grunted, “As you wish, mi Corazón.”

Louis moved away, and I felt the pillow being pulled away from my head. Fabric rustled and I felt him tug at my hips. I turned on my stomach and lifted my hips. Louis pushed the pillow under me, to raise my butt for him. This way he would be able to enter me more easily, and I could take more of him.

I shivered in anticipation as I felt him push my legs apart. Two of his fingers entered me, scooping up the mixture of our juices to lube my ass. The first finger squeezed past my sphincter, and I relaxed the muscle as I moaned and pushed toward him. He moved inside me and slowly added one and then another finger, stretching and lubing me.

It was time. I felt his finger sliding out of me and a moment later his warm, moist tip at my entrance.

“Are you sure?”

As an answer, I pushed myself towards him and felt his tip opening me up.

“OK.” He grabbed my hips and carefully and slowly pushed inside my butt.

He moaned as my tight hole locked around his shaft. My breathing laboured as I felt him inch forward. Again, I tried to push myself towards him, but my position made it difficult.

Louis got my hints and pushed deeper.

He was inside me; I felt his balls rest against my butt cheeks and exhaled deeply.

Slowly, he moved back and forth inside me.

Suddenly he stirred.

There was a sound.

“Take her doggy style, she enjoys it much more, that way.”  Ruby’s voice came from the bedroom door. I froze and clenched a little too hard around Louis, he winced.

We hadn’t heard her coming in. I grinned, but we both didn’t mind.

I heard zips open and fabric dropping to the floor.

“Now you two, Louis help her get on her knees, I want to watch you two.” Rubys' voice was coarse with lust.

I heard her move the chair and another zip was opened, whilst Louis pulled me to my knees, and I found my balance on my elbows.

He had pulled out his member and I felt him push apart my labia to lube again before he could re-enter me.

I felt another hand, Ruby. She, too, slid her slim hand between my legs. “Look at all that cum. You two have been busy without me.” She rubbed her fingers between my lips and tugged at my clit.

I moaned. This was too much for me.

I heard Ruby sit down on the chair as I felt Louis enter me again. Faster this time and more forceful. But I could take him. The faint humming sound that just started told me Ruby was pleasuring herself whilst she watched Louis burying his big cock in my anus.

I heard her moans in sync with my own. And I knew Louis was watching whatever she did. He got more forceful.

He likes being watched.

He took me rough, and I liked it. I could feel my orgasm rip through me as he started to pound me in an insane rhythm. And then I heard him moan and groan and felt him unload inside me. Deeper and deeper. Again, he stayed inside me, making sure I took even the last drop of him.

Ruby let out a soft sigh. I knew she hadn’t orgasmed yet. And we both knew Louis would take some time if he even was able to muster up another erection.

“Come over here and let me have a taste of your pussy. I can smell you already.” I turned my head towards the direction I had Ruby heard from.

“Only if you let me clean up all that precious cum.” Again, there was lust in her voice.

As Louis pulled out and collapsed next to me on the bed, I felt Ruby crawl towards us. Still kneeling, I could feel her wiggle closer. I smelled her so close but needed a bit before I could sort out what she was doing. She moved me a little and crawled under me, presenting me with her moist, aroused pussy whilst she pulled my butt down towards her head. As I bent my head, following my nose, I lowered my butt till I could feel her. Her tongue licking across my mound and lips, darting between them, I started to mirror her movements, burying my head between her legs. I quickly noticed there was still a vibrating dildo inside her. I shifted my weight to free one of my hands and got a good grip on the toy. Licking and sucking on her clit, I started moving the dildo inside her while I felt her tongue flicking my clit. I barely had given her a full push with the toy when I felt her erupt in a massive orgasm.

Having just had two good orgasms, I knew I was spent. And Ruby noticed too. She licked me clean whilst she enjoyed some more post-orgasmic licking.

At some point, she let go of me and signalled me with a tug to pull out the vibrator.

She crawled out from underneath me and cuddled up between Louis and me. I heard her kiss him. “Did you enjoy the show?” Her voice sounded muffled.

“Si, claro.” He laughed.

The duvet moved. “Not as much as I hoped.” Ruby giggled.

“Half-mast?” I asked grinning.

“Not even. You really spent him.” Ruby laughed.

My hand wandered between my legs; I pushed two fingers inside me, still feeling his juices flowing in both my holes. I grinned and licked my fingers clean.

“Si, claro!” I laughed.

I turned towards Ruby, resting on my elbow, I felt around with my free hand till I found her soft skin.

“How was the Jones phone call?”

She sighed, and I felt her hand pulling mine up to her breast. Tapping my fingers on her nipple.

“Poor bugger. He needed some time to finally trust me. A lot of talking. His ex must be a bitch on wheels. Apparently, she held him on a short leash and manipulated him massively. I think he really has trust issues now. The press circus and her spewing lies aren’t helping either. He hasn’t had proper sex with a woman in over a year.”

“And with a man?” Louis quipped in and giggled.

“Forgot to ask,” Ruby giggled, too, whilst I already felt my body react to the new information.

“It seems her ultimate punishment was orgasm denial.”

“Oh dear.” Louis and I sighed in unison.

“With all the money, fame, and good looks, he still is a poor guy. All he wants is someone to cuddle with. To be close to and to feel wanted. Weird, isn’t it?” Ruby sighed.

“And I bet a good orgasm,” Louis mumbled.

“O that too, even though I could help there a little tonight.” Ruby giggled again.

I felt myself getting wet and noticed how Ruby's nipple slowly had gotten harder under my caressing touch.

I felt her shift and wiggle a little. “What are you two doing?”

“Not much, yet.” I heard the smirk in Ruby’s voice. “Louis still needs a bit, but his hand is giving me some warm um. You keep your hand where it is, dear, you’re doing quite well. Louis, I think a finger more would be appreciated.” She giggled and then moaned as he added the requested finger.

“Kiss me, dear” I felt her hand tug me closer. Carefully getting nearer, I found her mouth and let my tongue slip inside. The passionate kiss sent a lightning bolt through me.

Ruby broke the kiss. “I’ve decided something. And I’ve already offered it to Jones.”

“Aha?” I tried to focus on her face but couldn’t make out much.

“You’re going to fuck him.”

“Are you crazy?!?!” I pulled away, my hand letting go of her breast. “He’s a guest! I’ll get fired!”

“No one will know. Trust me." Ruby took my hand again and put it on her breast.

“He knows he can’t be seen with a woman. And most women would be tempted to brag about having been with him at one point or the other. So, I offered him a dark date. In a completely dark room. No light whatsoever. I can set up a room, no issue. You can map out the room beforehand and get your bearings.”

I frowned. “And what if he finds the light switch?”

“There will be none. If you want, I can be there, in a corner with night vision goggles. Coming to think of it, I would very much like that!” I heard the smirk in Ruby's voice.

She fell silent, and I could hear Louis moving his hand inside her. She was so wet; his movements were audible.

She turned a little towards me.

I felt her hand part my wet lips. “Imagine that being him.” I felt her enter me with three fingers at once, pushing deep.

I moaned.

“Think about it. You must get this guy out of your system, why not by fulfilling your fantasy? Let`s talk about it later, for now, Louis seems to be back up to his old self. That man has stamina! He can fuck us both now!”

I could hear Ruby's grunts and moans as she lowered herself on Louis's massive cock. It was her turn now. They had both helped me towards Louis's head and as I straddled his face, she pulled me in for another intense kiss. I felt her body being moved by him whilst his tongue flicked the same rhythm on my clit. From time to time, darting deeper inside me. The sounds were intense. Ruby and I caressed each other's breasts, nibbled, and kissed each other whilst Louis gave a strong lead.

We both came hard and fast this time. But Louis wasn't done yet. As he pulled out of Ruby, and I let go of his face, we both collapsed on the bed. I saw his figure towering over us. Grunting and groaning, I knew he was stroking himself to orgasm. And with one last groan, I felt his sticky cum all over me. He covered Ruby and me in his semen before he also collapsed next to me.

What a night!