Chapter 8
Ben had seen Jon pull up prior to hearing him knock on the front door. He had been upstairs, answering his messages and doing some work on his laptop. He'd also been thinking about Candice and what a fine fuck toy she was going to make. She had a bit of a stubborn side in her, he could see that easily though they'd only spent a handful of hours together, and most of those weren't conversational. But she was also easily controlled and that meant easy to manipulate. He'd called Jon that morning, arranged for him to deliver the condoms as well as bring a few toys that would be just for Candice.
The true nature of the call was so Jon could try out the girl too. If he saw the same potential in Candice that Ben saw, then they could quickly put their plan into action. Making Candice their corporate slut would become their number one priority. Her pussy had to be worth corporate dealings, and Jon would be able to determine if what she offered was worth their time and resources. If things went well with Candice, they would expand their operation with a few more college girls who were hard up on cash and had greedy palms.
Ben answered the door and welcomed his business partner in. Jon stepped over the threshold, shook Ben's hand and looked past his shoulder. Ben glanced back as well and saw Candice. He grinned when Jon said, "Is this her?"
Candice shifted her gaze between the two men. Ben walked over, took her arm, and pulled her gently into the room. "Yes," he said, before giving his attention back to the young woman, "Candice, this is Jonathon."
"Jon works just fine," Jon said, as he extended his hand. Jon had his doubts when Ben called him and told him he'd found the perfect girl. He'd heard about Candice through Ben and had known that his partner was going to arrange to meet the redhead, but he hadn't known when. He got the call to bring the condoms as well as stop at one of the local adult novelty stores for toys, but still he doubted he would be convinced - that was until he saw her.
Besides sporting a thick mane of red hair, she had a pair of green eyes that were as dark as some of the rarest emeralds. She had a nice pair of breasts that would fill a large man's hands, and make a smaller man's fingers happy when the flesh spilled over. Her waist was trim, but not so much that bones protruded; her hips were perfectly shaped for grabbing and holding onto. His gaze shifted to her legs; they were toned and showed strength in the muscles when she walked toward him, shook his hand and then went back to Ben's side.
He didn't miss the way she almost tucked herself against him. Curiosity caused him to lift a brow. "She has potential," he said without addressing her beyond the handshake.
Candice looked up at Ben with suspicion in her eyes before her gaze drifted back to Jon. He looked to be the same age as Ben. He had dark hair, thick, and wavy. Jon was tall and thinner than Ben. He wore glasses and had a slightly crooked nose.
"It's nice to meet you," she said. She stood next to Ben, almost hiding behind him. The fact that this man was the guy that was bringing Ben condoms meant that he knew they were going to be fucking. She realized, if he knew about their weekend tryst, he was probably going to be aware of her business activities.
"Jon's head of accounting," Ben explained as he peeled her off of him. "Candice will take your coat and I'll grab you a beer. The living room is just down this hall and to the right."
Candice stood there for a moment, gawking at Ben as he took control of her parents' home and her. She felt the urge to tell him to leave; fear of costing her father his promotion as well as losing him as her lover and possible benefactor helped her keep her mouth shut. Jon peeled off his coat and handed it to Candice.
"Take that bag to your parents' room," Ben told her as he grabbed two beers from the fridge.
Candice bit back the snide remark that bubbled to the center of her throat. She grabbed the bag and Jon's coat. She was surprised by the weight of the bag as well as its size. Once his coat was safely tucked away, she headed to her parents' room. Once there she tipped the bag over and dumped the contents out.
Several packages of condoms lay in a pile, as did fresh unopened batteries, and new adult novelty toys. She bit her lower lip and picked up the largest of the toys. A silicone vibrator with a rabbit vibe was encased in plastic. She grinned as she flipped it over and read the instructions on what buttons controlled speed and pulsations.
The toys were similar to the ones she had hidden upstairs so Candice only smirked at the contents. If anything she was anxious for Ben to open them and use them on her. The idea of one of her "tricks" using a toy on her made her pussy tighten. The thought that she had just decided to go with Ben's offer, made her pulse race. Candice dropped the toy and rushed out of the room, hoping that Jon would leave so she could give Ben her answer.
"May I come in?" she asked. Her glance shifted between both men. She could tell by their whispered words that she'd interrupted a very important conversation; one she was sure revolved around her and Ben and Ben's offer.
Ben smiled and patted the empty spot next to him. "Thank-you for asking," he said and touched her cheek, as she sat down and leaned into him. She sighed at the caress without thinking; her eyes went to Jon's who watched with interest.
"Well, what do you think?" Ben asked; his hand dropped to his lap.
Jon lifted a brow. "Does she have the potential to switch? We really won't know unless we have someone to try her out on."
Candice's brow furrowed in confusion.
"She's got a smart ass mouth and knows her value when it comes to giving head. I think with the proper training she could very well please all sides. Doms, subs, even vanilla," Ben said.
"What about women?" Jon asked.
Ben looked at Candice. "What about it?"
"What?" Candice glanced between the two men. It took her only a few seconds to realize what they meant and even less to feel as if she were only a blimp in the conversation. "Oh," she said and chewed on her lower lip again. "I uh --- I don't know. I ---," she took a deep breath before continuing, "I've never really thought much of it," she admitted. Candice tried to act her age, she sat on the edge of the couch and tried to pretend she had more confidence than she felt. "So you're thinking of selling me to women too?" she asked in a somewhat shaky voice. She cleared her throat. "Also, how many people are going to know about me?"
"Not many," Ben said, "Jon, my secretary, and of course the clients I loan you out to. So, what about women? Have you ever fucked a girl? Or had the desire to?"
She sat back, pushed her hands through her hair and sighed. "I never tried to get with them, nor they me," she admitted.
"Then you really don't know, so we'll have to experiment there. I can't give a female client a girl that won't appreciate what's happening. But about the other, the switch thing, do you understand any of that?" Ben asked.
Jon sat quietly listening to his partner question the girl. Ben and he had been tossing the idea of providing their clients with young women for several months and it seemed that Ben had found the first one and was ready to run with the new concept.
The company wasn't failing, but the added revenue from what they were proposing would certainly not hurt the business. Company takeovers were extremely profitable, but being able to deliver incentives that were personally geared toward a potential clients' taste was more so.
"So, you want me to be a real bitch in bed, when it comes to men that like women to take control, and a push-over when it comes to a man needing to boost his ego. That's what you're saying, right?" Candice asked with a lift of one brow and a smirk. "You two really have thought a lot about this, haven't you?"
Candice's question made Jon grin. "In layman's terms, yes. Though I'll warn you now, the description you just provided would get you bitch-slapped by either a Dom or a sub," Jon warned. "As far as how long we've been discussing this - it's been something we've considered for a while." Jon then turned his attention to Ben. "I had thought we were going to agree on the terms of the arrangements, before openly offering someone a position," his brows were raised in question, but his voice was stern as was his gaze.
Ben shrugged his shoulders. "I had time this weekend and I knew that Candice was on break, Rick's performance at work needed to be rewarded, and I needed the meeting in Vegas taken care of, so I opted to deal with it now, not later."
Candice frowned. She could tell by the tone of Ben's voice he was annoyed at being questioned about his actions and in front of her was probably equally upsetting, if not more so. She also could tell that Jon wasn't thrilled with how Ben had handled things. In fact they treated her as if she were nothing more than eye candy. Candice cleared her throat. "And these people, they're screened too. So I won't have to worry about my safety?" Candice asked trying to steer the conversation back to her and her potential employment.
Ben reached out and touched her hand, turned and faced Candice. He smiled warmly. "Just like I said before -- I'll do all I can to ensure your safety, but I am not God. I don't control what happens outside of my line of sight. I'll try to, but that's all I can do. Some of this will be in your hands. You'll have to know when to walk away and if you do, you'll have to convince me it was for a legitimate reason. The 'he's too old' or 'he's too fat' excuse won't cut it. Understand?"
She nodded her head. "When do I have to give you an answer?" she asked.
