Early in the morning, I went to the store to buy a pack of cigarettes and a few basic things. I saw the sargent, who greeted me and asked:
What is this about allowing Doc in here? My guards have told me bits and pieces, but I need you to clarify.
I explained to him then he laughed and asked if protection was used.
I never actually thought about that, but I can't imagine Doc having any sexually transmitted problems. I would think Nikki was probably his first fuck in about 100 years.
So I lied to the sargent and said, Hell yes, of course.
Ah, that's ok then, so what do you have in mind for this "make it worth while thing"?
Well, Nikki already confessed that she had sex with you and mentioned that she enjoyed it very much.
With that information, the sargent grinned, so my first thought was for you and your guards to, well, you know, tag team her so to speak but there are five of them that she does not really like, so that leaves you.
So what are you suggesting?
I said well to still sort of honour my agreement with them. I pay for a very nice whore so that they can spend the evening taking turns upstairs in the guard room, and if you allow it, I will supply some rhum for them to drink as well.
The sargent said, I am ok with them having a whore, but not sure about the rhum as long as it is not too much.
Well, can you tell me how much I need to supply as I do not know what these guys can drink and still remain focused on their duty?
The sargent said I will write you a note with what to buy and also the whore's number, You negotiate a price with her and pay, and I will place the note under your door. I assume you will be there almost all day. But where does this leave me? My guys are taken care of, so?
Of course, that means you get Nikki to yourself for the evening. I know you both would probably enjoy that, so what do you suggest?
The sargent took a short pause, I would like to take Nikki to a club with a live band, and I know the owner; there is hardly any trouble in there, and if there is, the door staff will sort it out very quickly. In addition to that, I would like Nikki to wear not quite a business suit but something similar, with a tight skirt above the knee with a white blouse and black high heels; underneath should be lacy red lingerie with suspenders and black seamed stockings!
I said, for fuck sake, this list is getting bigger by the moment!
Oh, I forgot to add that Nikki needs to wear a leather chocker along with an ankle chain.
I said that would portray Nikki as an escort or whore?
Well, yes, maybe, but it is how I would like to see her; if she chooses not to, then that is ok.
Right, ok, then so tomorrow evening, yes?
The sargent said yes; that seems good I can get the night off work.
Ok post me the note with the Rhum list and the number, along with what time tomorrow evening you want to meet Nikki.
I went back to the condo, and Nikki was awake cooking some disgusting local dish that she likes,
I said that in a couple of hours, once I have finished checking on the servers for work, we are going shopping!
Nikki said, Oh, so what are we shopping for now, then?
I just spat it and told her the full story; she was a bit taken back at first, then I told her about the dress code.
So I get to role play as a kinky secretary after all.
Yeah, whatever; eat that and get ready then, please.
After about an hour, Nikki emerges wearing tight, high-cut shorts, a t-shirt, no makeup, and a pair of flip-flops. She still looked like a million dollars, though! On our way past the guard room, they were distracted talking to a couple of the residents, so we managed to slip past unnoticed, thankfully.
At the shopping mall, it was not an easy task to find the required clothing, especially the stockings; hardly anybody wears them here because it is so hot. The chocker and the anklet were impossible to find until I remembered seeing a small store a few streets up from where Nikki worked that was a Gothic sort of store, so we went there, and yes, we managed to get both items. No problem. Nikki decided to keep the anklet chain on because she liked it.
We called into the bar where her friend works and saw her we sat down and had a few beers along with some snacks while Nikki and her friend had a bit of a catch-up, as far as I could make out. Nikki went to the bathroom, and her friend came back over to the table;
Her friend said to me: Nikki seems really happy, I have not seen her like this since we were young.
Well, that is good and I did confess that I let it slip that she was a whore but did not reveal who told me.
Her friend said that was ok;
I sort of thought it would come out eventually anyway.
With that, she said, I have to get back to work, Nikki came back from the toilet, sat down for a moment, took a swig of beer, and said:
I do not really want to go back to work at the Persian restaurant.
Well, you have taken so many days off without telling them you are probably fired anyway. Nikki laughed, then said,
No, he would not fire me. I have been ignoring his calls. I think I should go there now (it is only around the corner from where we are) and tell him I want to resign.
Let me pay the bill. I will walk with you, but stay outside, ok?
Nikki said yes, that's ok.
After a while, Nikki came back out and said he was okay but asked if she could work two weeks starting next week to give him a chance to find a full-time replacement.
I said well, that sounds fair enough to me, though what is it you are expected to do in those two weeks?
Nikki said work at the restaurant, I guess.
