Queen of Diamonds (1) -- The Find
It was another typical Thursday afternoon for me. Just like most other Thursday afternoons I was heading over to Nikki's house to do the usual tasks that the lady of the house (Nikki) paid me for. I checked and, if needed, cleaned the pool every Thursday, and whilst I was over I also did a variety of other things that neither Nikki, nor her twin daughters Summer and Savannah (when around), could not be bothered to do herself. That ranged from cutting the grass to fixing IT issues to moving things from left to right (and back again).
Nikki was a longtime childhood friend of my stepmom (Shyla) and lived a couple of houses down the street from where we lived. We being myself, my stepmom and my stepsister, Kenzie. My mother had passed away when I was 10 (cancer) and my father died in a car crash when I was 17. At some point my father had hooked up with Shyla and we had been living together in San Diego with her and Kenzie at the time of the accident. Five years had passed since that day and I found myself still living in the house, despite having a weird, and at times difficult, relationship with both Shyla and Kenzie.
There were probably multiple reasons as to why I was still living there. The obvious one was that it was the house I had lived in with my father and I somehow found it hard to let go of what felt like a last tangible connection to my parents. The fact that it was a big house, with a nice garden and pool, in one of the nicest neighborhoods in San Diego also did not make it easier to move out. Add no cost of living, no real supervision nor any strict house rules to the mix and it all of sudden made a lot of sense to have spent my college time in the house. I had just finished my bachelor's degree in Finance and now had the summer to wonder about next steps; go for my masters, focus full time on my football career or maybe get a job and some valuable working experience. I definitely intended to make the most of the summer first and with no real obligations other than the two "households" I was supporting in addition to our own, that felt like a realistic target. And so far I had my share of fun already, with both my group of friends as well as the ladies. Nothing permanent though, which I felt set up me well for a summer of fun.
And so I found myself walking over to Nikki's house. Nikki was not your usual neighbor nor friend. If anyone deserved the honorary title of MILF, it was her. She got divorced when her twin daughters, Summer & Savannah, were in their teens and she had raised the girls on her own after that. Obviously having a very hefty monthly allowance after her divorce helped, but still she had managed in getting the girls setup for life pretty well as far as I could see from the few contacts I had with them. Nikki's great body was a sight for sore eyes and in no way could anyone see she had put the twins on this world. She looked like the typical teen dream and more like a pornstar than a 30+ year old mother of two: tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, large breasts, a nicely shaped ass and long slim legs.
I had known Nikki for more than 5 years and had jerked myself off to thoughts of her naked body more times than I could remember. Deep down I knew that was also one of the reasons I had agreed to help her out once or twice a week when my stepmom proposed to step in when her usual helping hand moved to the east coast. Apart from making good money doing relatively light and easy work, it also occasionally gave me the chance to enjoy watching Nikki soak up the sun in a too small bikini when I was cleaning the pool or doing other garden work. A real incentive to not give up on the "job". Despite Shyla and Nikki being close friends, Nikki did not really seem to have much of an interest in me nor take the courtesy of being friendly to me. Or so I felt. She came across rather arrogant and uninterested, which was actually a good thing, as it made me feel less guilty about fantasizing about her hot body and the things I would do with her if given the chance.
On a positive note, after a year or so Nikki did refer me to one of her divorced friends, Jayden. I took that as a compliment and also assumed that meant she was happy with the work I did at her place. Where Nikki was the object of quite some stroking sessions, Jayden was the centerpiece of those. And of many, many sessions. Jayden was simply an amazing sight to see. A true freak of nature, with the perfect body in every possible way. She was blessed with a curvy and athletic body, almost as tall as me and built like a Greek goddess. Dark, almost truly black hair which fell over toned shoulders. Brilliant green eyes. Strong and muscularly-defined legs that went on forever. Large, full breasts and a perfect "big" ass, shaped nice and round. Above all else, she had an exotically perfect face and a smile that would melt anyone and anything.
I had been working at Nikki's place for a little over two years, and so I was pretty familiar with the place and I had been through almost the entire house a fair few times during that period. The last time I was over at Nikki's house she had asked me to get a couple of big boxes from the attic though, which thus far had been the only place I had not been to. Nikki asked me to get the four big boxes and bring them down to the kitchen area, telling me they were filled with old stuff she was going to give away to charity. I quickly found the four boxes, but as I was busy moving them around and getting them downstairs I noticed another box. I am not sure why it caught my attention, but it did. It looked different and it was put in a place where it would not draw anyone's attention. It was only because I had moved the other four boxes, that this one became visible. For some reason I was drawn to it, but before I could get it and open it to see what was inside, Nikki called me down. I left the box for what it was, but made a mental note to come back and check it out if I would ever get the chance. Little did I know that chance would already come during my next working afternoon -- today.
When I arrived at Nikki's house, it did not take me long to get started. Nikki was around, but as per usual, not in any mood to have any sort of meaningful conversation and hence I just got started after we agreed what needed to be done. After about an hour or so, Nikki came to see me and told me she had a nails appointment and would be back in two hours. I felt a bit disappointed to see her go (but loved to watch her leave), but once I realized that gave me the chance to check out the box on the attic, my mood change for the better. I had wasted 30 minutes by not thinking about it earlier, but still had plenty of time to check things out.
I made one round of the house to make sure that nobody was around, which of course was the case, before I headed upstairs and to the attic. The box was still there and in exactly the same place I had first noticed it. I decided to check out the content upstairs even though the light up there was not great. When I opened the box, I felt properly nervous and I felt my heart rate pick up a few beats. I was surprised to find a couple of very small lacy panties inside, but also a bra from similar fabric, high heels and a few other clothing items which were quite pleasant for my eyes despite the fact that I could not make out every detail in the poor light. I dug around in the box and came across more interesting things before stumbling on what looked like a scrapbook. When I opened the scrapbook and saw a picture on page one of Nikki standing dressed in nothing but those same silky black panties in front of a pole, in a club, things clicked and I realized the rumors that were going around were true: Nikki had been a stripper...! I just had to know more and before I knew what I was doing I was walking with the box to my house. I knew Shyla was not home and I was praying that Kenzie was not either, or that she would not notice me walking in with the box if she was. Luckily enough, the house was empty and so I put the box in a safe place in my room. I quickly made my way back to Nikki's house so that I would be there when she came back from her nails appointment. When she finally did, we settled my payment for the afternoon and I found myself back in my room in no time.
I was lucky to be on my own in the house, which meant I could check out the contents of the box in peace. Obviously I did not waste a minute and quickly opened the box. In addition to the items I had already seen earlier, I found some more sexy clothing items, two different facial masks, a blonde wig, a bottle of what looked like some sort of body lotion, a couple of flyers and two identical butt plugs, one silver and one gold colored. I switched my attention to the scrapbook and flyers and quickly concluded that Nikki had been working at a "gentlemen's club" called the Queen of Diamonds for a few years. The scrapbook was a leaving present from her co-workers to remind her of the great time they had spent together. The flyers were an invite to her leaving shows at the club and in addition to show great profile and close-up pics of Nikki also had a picture of what looked like the entire "team" of girls working at the club.
It was a high quality flyer and hence it allowed me to properly scan the team of hot girls. Checking them out one by one, I found that one girl in specific took my full attention. My heart nearly stopped when I recognized the face. A face I would recognize in a crowd anytime, anywhere. That dark hair, those emerald green eyes... They could only belong to one person: Jayden!
