The Long Weekend. Pt 5
Left alone, I became embroiled in my own thoughts, thinking about Emma's idea of a loyalty card, if it could work with Julia, then why not other local businesses. I had already thought about show casing some of Veronica's wares in the hall, maybe I could do he same for others.
"A penny for them."
I was startled by the voice, that dragged me out of my contemplation, I hadn't noticed that Sarah was busy collecting glasses, as closing time had been called and I was all alone in the garden.
"No harem tonight." She giggled.
"No, they are having a ladies night, I'm not invited."
"That sounds naughty, I bet they are having a great time."
I had no doubt they were, the house would be awash with naked writhing bodies, swinging tits and juicy pussies.
"Why don't you come inside and tell me about your plans for the hotel, whilst I finish clearing up." She said.
I was learning very quickly that it was difficult to keep a secret in this small village, so as Sarah cleaned away the dirty glasses, I outlined my plans for a female only hotel, somewhere they can relax, be themselves without the worry of being pestered by men on the pull. I explained, I intended to renovate the pool, add a sauna, provide massage and beauty treatments and the bedrooms would be pure opulence.
"Tell me how does such a young man get to afford to do all this?"
I gave her a brief description of my work, how Angela had taken me under her wing, found me clients and with Emma's creative accountancy, I was in a position to increase my expanding business. Her next comment caught me off guard,
"Well which do you prefer, my legs or my arse?"
"Mmm pardon, I'm sorry, I don't follow." Was all I could mutter.
She just looked at me and laughed,
"Bars have mirrors, so that the staff can observe what's going on behind them, whilst their backs are turned, every time I bent over, I could see you staring a me, so which is it? Legs or arse?"
"Sarah, your legs are wonderful, but your arse is magnificent." I replied
"Good, I was hoping you would say that, now how much will it cost me, to have you fuck it?"
Again her comments shocked me,
"Don't look so innocent, Emma's already told me how you earn most of your money and that because of your sideline and the clients you deal with, you are the soul of discretion."
I took a large gulp of my drink, not knowing what to say next, when she added,
"Look Shaun, this is a small village, as you have found out, keeping things private is totally impossible, imagine the scandal and gossip, if the locals found out, the respected landlady and village councillor, loved nothing more than having a cock in her bum, the only time I get to indulge in my guilty pleasure, is either on holiday or out of town on business, which is very rare. So come on. How much?"
I thought about it for a few seconds before replying,
"A pint and a blow job when I'm next in town, how does that sound?"
"That's too cheap, how about a pint, blow job, pint and my arse?"
"Sounds good to me, deal."
She came and gave me a kiss, telling me that she needed to finish the bar before we began, this time I didn't try and hide the fact that I was watching her as she bent over the tables, giving them a wipe. At one point she even raised her skirt, showing me her black tights and the tight panties hidden beneath. When she finally got around to my table, I couldn't resist running my hand up her skirt, stroking her thigh, I could feel the incredible heat emanating from between her legs and when I touched the gusset of her tights, it was soaked.
"Can I tell you a secret?" She asked.
