The celebrity news outlets began to leave after the first day, but a few still came by the building in hopes of catching some news. The search for Taylor Swift's mystery man had been without any success. I hid in my room to avoid any interactions with reporters. I left much earlier than necessary for the airport, in hopes that I would avoid the few reporters that had still been camping out in front of our building.
I hadn't spoken with Eliza since our argument earlier in the week. Fortunately, I still had a job, but I knew I needed to continue to have good reviews from clients to make up for this gaffe.
Eliza had forwarded me my flight information, but hadn't provided me any other information about the assignment. I wondered if she would try to punish me because of the mean things I had said, by sticking me with someone that would be difficult to work with. My flight was headed to Vancouver, which was far less tropical than I had hoped given it was late-September.
When I exited the terminal in Vancouver, I was pleasantly surprised by the mild temperature. Evidently, Vancouver stayed relatively warm year round, at least by Canadian standards. A driver awaited me outside the terminal and we immediately loaded up and took off.
The driver was Canadian, as you could tell by his accent. He threw in the word "Eh" a lot, but was very polite. Once we got into the car, he pretty much didn't bother me with small talk.
An envelope waited in the backseat of the car when I got in, and I wasted no time opening it up to read.
Joe,
We decided that given the recent events, it would be best to place you on a long assignment that took you out of the country.
For the next three months, you will be staying in the Canadian Rockies with our client Kaley Cuoco, who is filming a movie. Kaley was a former client of ours, but dropped us when she got married in 2013. However, she has since divorced and is finally ready to come back.
You will be covering as Kaley's personal chef during your assignment. If anyone asks about your job, you are the owner of a small catering company in San Diego that Kaley had tried at a wedding. She loved your food and she asked to hire you as a personal chef while she is on the road. You specialize in Mexican-American fusion food.
Kaley's sexual needs have changed since we last had her on as a client. Originally, she was similar to your more recent clients. She was young and had a lot of sexual energy, so she would be looking for quick intense sessions daily. Now, she has informed us that she will likely only being looking for sex a few times a week. These sessions are to be more passionate, instead of aggressive romps. Obviously, the frequency and style can change at Kaley's discretion, but it appears that these will be her demands over the next few months.
Additionally, Kaley has requested something similar to the "Road Husband" package that Taylor Swift had requested. She has regimented out that every evening will include cuddling time on the couch, while watching TV or a movie. She is still recovering emotionally from the divorce, and opportunities to cuddle are one of the things she has missed the most.
Below is some additional information on our client:
Age: 30
Height: 5'6"
Hair Color: Blonde
Measurements: 35-24-36
Bra Size: 34C
Sexual Experience: Veteran
Favorite Position: Doggie
The resort at which you will be staying is very nice, so hopefully you will find yourself at home.
Eliza
Ever since I had received my entry compatibility results, I had been excited about the possibility of getting to be with Kaley Cuoco. Don't get me wrong, I had been excited about being with all of the celebrities on that initial list, but Kaley was one of my top crushes. Having watched Kaley on "The Big Bang Theory", she had always flaunted her sexiness and I had fallen for her bait.
I sat in the car and watched the nice Canadian landscape speed by. We had been sitting in the car for nearly two hours when I began to wonder if we were getting close.
"How much further until we get to our destination?" I asked the driver.
"Oh, we have a long way to go, eh. The Rockies are a good 8 hour drive from Vancouver. In the future, you may want to think about flying into Calgary. It is less than two hours from there."
Kaley obviously wasn't going to be my punishment on this assignment; it was going to be this incredibly long car ride.
I listened to music and enjoyed the scenery to pass the time. However, once the sun set, there was little to see. My journey had started very early that morning, and was now running into the evening. My driver was very nice, and I eventually started to talk with him to help get through the boredom.
Finally, we arrived at the resort. However, it wasn't a resort as I typically thought of it. This resort seemed more like a gated community that was filled with houses, except those houses were spread far apart. The houses located in this community were primarily nice log cabins. Not much could be seen from the road, but you could tell through the trees that some nice houses lie down the driveways, as this was the only source of light in the area, besides the moon. Each home was at least a half-mile away from the nearest house.
We finally turned down a driveway and began to bump down the gravel driveway that was lined by massive trees. A cabin spread just a little light through the forest. We arrived at the cabin and you could tell from the outside that the house was very nice. The cabin stood tall on wooden stilts. Lights illuminated the outside of the cabin and large windows shown out the light from the inside.
Worn out from all of the travel, I grabbed my luggage and headed up the steps. It was far colder here than it had been at the airport, and my light pullover provided little in the form of warmth. Kaley opened the door as I reached the top of the steps.
"Hey, come on in! You must be freezing," Kaley says as she hid her body behind the door to protect herself from the cold air that was blasting in.
I rushed inside and set my bags down as I began to rub my arms with my hands, trying to get warm. Kaley closed the door and I finally got my first look at her in person. She was wearing some long pants that were flannel and looked very warm. They sat loose on her legs, but hugged her bottom nicely. She was also wearing a black tank top, which showed off a nice amount of cleavage and her nipples poked out sharply against the material. It appeared that she was not wearing a bra at all.
"I was glad to hear you pull up," Kaley said, "I was beginning to worry when the sunset and you still hadn't made it."
"Yeah it has been a long day," I replied.
"Let's take your stuff to the bedroom and you can get refreshed and change into something more comfortable."
We walked through the cabin to the back portion of the house. Kaley opened a door and cut on the light to show off the large master bedroom. The bedroom was rustically decorated, much like the rest of the house. A large window was behind the bed and a door led out to what I assumed was a balcony or deck.
"This is our bedroom," Kaley said showing off the room, "You can put your clothing into this closet and dresser. I'll let you get settled and shower off if you want. I'll be in the living room whenever you get settled."
I was worn out, but assumed that Kaley, much like every other client, would want to hit the ground running and have sex tonight. A quick shower helped refresh my body, and I changed into some warm lounge wear. When I exited the bedroom, Kaley was sitting on the couch, watching TV as she was wrapped in a big blanket.
"You feel better?" she asked.
"Much better," I said as I closed the bedroom door behind me, "Do you have any room for me under that blanket?"
Kaley smiled and gestured me over. I lay with my back propped up against the side of the couch, as Kaley lay back on me and covered our bodies with blanket. An artificial fire blazed in the corner of the room. I rubbed Kaley's side and arms with one hand, while I lightly stroked her hair with the other. Kaley has chopped off a lot of her hair about a year ago, but it had finally grown back out to almost her shoulders, which looked a lot better.