Lori looked at her bracelet. She looked closer at the initials K, R and T. All black men she had fucked. A small charm said BLM, and another said BBC. She had looked at it several times since it was given to her. There also appeared to be a small diamond and other gemstones. It did not bother her that her wedding ring was also attached to the bracelet. She was not big on wearing it these days since the divorce was filed. Sometimes she wondered what would have happened if she never took the job teaching in a mostly black inner-city school. It changed everything.
One of Reggie's gals came by around 10 am. They all sat around the table drinking coffee. Nobody talked about what had happened the night before. Last night had been a staggering sex show out of control. Lori and Bev were tired and sore, and this was Bev's last day in town.
Reggie's gal Naomi had some good news. "We have spa treatment starting in an hour. You will get massages, drinks and new dresses to wear for dinner tonight with Reggie. He wants to send you off in style Bev."
Lori and Bev were reluctant at first but decided to go with it. And the massages turned out to be fabulous, and the drinks were delicious. They were laced with doses of X and stimulants, of course.
During her massage, Lori reflected on how she came here to teach, got into sex with some older black students, began making money as an escort, divorced her loser husband Cal, and then brought her mom into the lifestyle. Could she stop now and move back home? She had money in the bank, she had a great place to live, she had her teaching job, and she had fantastic sex for the most part. No, she was not going to stop at all, but she was going to be smarter. No crazy sex shows. She still wasn't sure what happened that night after the movie - - it was foggy but flashes of some intense sex. She knew some drugs were in the game, but she needed to find out exactly what she was getting. She wanted more control.
Lori helped her mom get dressed for dinner. While chatting non-stop, Lori helped her mom into the new outfit, a bright yellow romper. Button Front, Ribbed Super Stretch Spandex Fit. The romper had support for her boobs, so she didn't wear a bra. Without panties, there was a hint of toe to be seen.
"That looks fabulous." Bev smiled and was getting very upbeat. "This is something I would never buy for myself. There is no place to wear it back home, but it will look good in my closet." She turned back and forth looking at herself in the mirror.
Lori tried on her dress. It was light blue with a bandeau top that flowed right down her slender side and then flared out in a girly skirt bottom. She wore the thigh high stockings and found shoes to match. The top was tight on her boobs and any hint of nipple swelling up would show. They were much more upbeat for the party.
Soon it was time for her and Bev to go get into the car and go to Reggie's farewell dinner. Reggie sat in the back of his car, his pristine electric luxury car, with Lori and Bev on each side. He was energetic and charming at his best.
"Bev, you are totally delicious!" he complemented her. He gave her a big kiss and the new Bev kissed him right back.
"Lori, you are precious and the total bomb." He in turn gave her a big kiss and Lori kissed him back slowly, slipping her tongue into his mouth. She didn't know what had gotten into her, but she liked this. Since she first met Reggie, he had been a huge turn on and admiration bomb.
The driver soon got them to the restaurant. They were taken to a nice table on the edge of a dance floor. Barry White was singing his old songs, and they seemed appropriate for the audience. Lori noticed most tables had middle aged black men with their family or guests.
Reggie had no intention of letting the two women know his plans. While he drank and admired their sexiness, he thought of his plans for them. Lori would remain his high-end escort. His business plan was to get her top customers and make a minimum 50% a month over costs. There were not as many high-end customers, but he didn't need to burn her out. He was going to line up TV commercials for her and other events he could do a vid on and post to the pay website he had built up on her. She had her teaching starting up in two weeks. He was going to talk to those boys on the rules. And if times got slow, he would take her out and fuck her. That was his frosting on the cake.
Bev, of course, was heading home. He knew she would soon be bored by her husband and old lifestyle. In two months, Reggie would send a stud bro to go visit her. He would fuck her hard every day for a week and give her a deal. Reggie was going to pay for her to get a boob job, restoring firm perky DD tits and do cold-sculpting to remove some fat and slim her down. He would also get her into the local tanning studio. After she recovered from surgery and her procedures, Reggie would offer her a visit back with Lori. After a good week of black fucking and molly, he would offer her a job as an escort. He estimated he would keep Bev at a higher dose of medications and stimulants. Her clients would be lower end black men who wanted to hit some white. She would also do the sex shows and more intense sex demands. She would be working 6 days a week. He would get her to file the divorce papers. He knew she would need some convincing. If she did not work out, he was going to sell her overseas into the sex trade. Lori would be upset for a while, but Reggie would assure her that Bev had gone to live with someone she fucked. Some rich emirate dude. There is always a rich emirates harem, right?
In the meantime, they enjoyed dinner, drinks and dancing. He wanted them to be happy and Bev to leave on a good note. Nothing heavy duty. Then Reggie escorted them back to the apartment. While Bev went about packing for her return trip, Reggie turned his attention on Lori.
