Jack Barrat wasn't happy, slapping the woman who failed to arouse him, who failed to suck him to his satisfaction. The one licking his balls kept trying to please him for he paid well, but with his anger at the first women, he soon yanked the second girl's hair, almost flinging her to the floor. He told them to leave in crude terms, they quickly gathered the sparce clothing they wore in, and took off, paid and happy to be with anyone else.
Jack Barrat still felt a bit horny, but the two women weren't very skilled pleasing men, in his opinion. He went to the window, looking out at the garden, seeing the solar lights lighting up the paved walkways. All of this was his, his exclusively, for he had no one close in life, only those paid to be there. God help the servant who talked about anything Jack Barrat did, for he made it clear he dealt with evil people who would remove the servant and any family they might have had. The threat kept them in line.
The next morning he had an overwhelming urge to stop for coffee, entering the Mixed-Up Cup as if he owned it, which from his mind, he did. He placed his order, berating the employees for not helping quick enough, or getting the latte quick enough. He was crude in his language of what he thought of their turtle speed and lack of customer service.
Charlie came out from the back to tell them to stop, the customer wasn't getting anything. His money was cheap, his background was foul, his ego stupid. They weren't in business to serve coffee to those kinds of pathetic creatures. Barrat sputtered as the adorable woman stood up to him, him, Jack Barrat, insulted by a lowly coffee girl. He slammed his hands down on the counter, the woman not even blinking at him.
He demanded his order be filled and he wanted it free for all the insults. He was informed he was getting no order filled and it was only insults if it was untrue, which in this case, it was widely known the man was a total doofus on a good day. Jack spun around to leave, stopped at the door, and came back to let her have what he knew was his best verbal assault.
Three minutes later he was staring at her, his mind sure he had lost the assault, for her come backs were better than what he came up with. The adorable woman with that sparkle in her eye, she was pretty good when faced with his wrath. It had been years since anyone stood up to him and he was no longer angry. He wanted a date.
When she smiled at another customer, Jack Barrat had another emotion.
His cock hurt it was wrapped so tightly in his briefs, hurt because when this sexy woman smiled, it lit up his world and gave him an erection he wished he could keep. He walked to the restroom where he undid his pants, straightened out his cock as it stood upright before he went back out. He had to wait a minute for her to be free before he slammed his hands again, again ordering her to make him his order and give it to him for free. She smiled at him. His body rocked with arousal.
"Good thing you said that. Means I don't have to waste the cost of a cup when I pour it all over you." She nodded as he wondered how well she suck cock. "If you move outside, I'll just toss it out the door at you. Keep this place clean and you get what you scream for and at no cost. It would be my pleasure."
Barrat had to think, the act difficult as his mind kept going to how to please this amazing woman, this sexy woman who was so casual about making him so aroused he wondered if he could go back into the restroom to jerk off. He didn't even find that idea strange and never wondered why.
"Forget it, your place has terrible coffee anyways."
She nodded.
"That's the best you got, moron? You want to go back to work and rethink it?"
Jack Barrat didn't know what he wanted unless this princess behind the counter was part of it. His body was fully aroused, his skin flushed under his suit, his lips dry, his nipples hard, his erection drooling precum like it never had before. He left, still wondering what was going on.
By the time he got to work, his body cooled a bit, but any free moment would mean his thinking of her, the sex appeal, the adorableness, the attitude, and confidence. By the end of the day, he was back but the woman was gone. The slaves working behind the counter remembered him from his house visit and being dragged out by the agents. Jack Barrat had no memory of meeting any of them, nor the woman from this morning. To him, this was all brand new.
He called his lawyer, demanding he get a file going on Mixed-Up Cup and the owners of it. He was amazed a courier was there in twenty minutes with a file. Damn, that attorney did good work, even if Jack no longer remembered having him a file a week before.
He was impressed with the file, his body seeming more impressed as he thought about how to meet this delightful beauty, this being who was all over his mind and in every erogenous zone he knew existed. He finally left with his female bodyguard back on duty, Jack never asking where she had been or what she was doing.
Lisa found it interesting, learning from the earlier security shift the client went to the coffee shop to settle with Charlie, the report seeming to indicate Charlie won the encounter. Then again, Lisa was fairly sure few would win, for the woman she was falling in love with was quick witted and intelligent.
When she got off work, she went to Charlie's house where she was escorted to the same room as before, Charlie writing out checks.
"You know that can be done online?" Lisa asked, sitting in a chair.
"Most of the time. A few like now, it's safer to send a check than to offer them a credit card number. What did you want?"
Lisa sighed, wishing Charlie would forget their first meeting and let it go. She still didn't trust Lisa and quitting her job wouldn't help, for if Charlie was convinced she still worked for Barrat, there was no trust. She asked her to trust her for a moment, to just let them be friends even if she desired more. She wasn't here on account of her job, she was here on account of Charlie, a person she really enjoyed being around.
Charlie finished, closed the checkbook, and moved it to the side before looking at Lisa who was in unfamiliar territory, one of uncertainty and unclear boundaries.
"Lisa, you know what I said. I hate losing control as do you. There is no reason to wish anything if we can't settle that. We'd spend all our time seeking to dominate the other and if I lost, I'd be so angry I'd walk away. So, what else is on your mind?"
Lisa looked at her, desire overwhelming her rational thinking. She wanted this woman, wanted to love her, have her love her in return. Lisa didn't know anything about love other than some books and movies. She always kept her emotions well in check, just recently finding her protective wall missing thanks to this sexy woman.
She tried three times to say anything, realized she was going to say stupid things, things that wouldn't help Charlie trust her. Damn, she wished she could go back in time to take care of Jack Barrat before he did such stupid things against Charlie. All because he wanted to take an attractive woman on a walk, wearing nothing but a leash and collar, like a dog, to show off to his friends. Yeah, acquaintances, he had no friends.
Dog. Collar. Walk. Lisa suddenly knew what to do. If Charlie was dominate, and so far, Lisa was happy with that, if Charlie allowed the lawyer to wear a leash and collar, to be led around like a dog, for she never claimed not to do so, if Charlie did all that ...
"Charlie, I want to be with you. I can't promise my reaction, but if you need to restrain me to feel safe, I am willing to let you. I just, well, I just, um, I just don't really want to leave tonight. I want to be next to you."
