This story is somewhat dark, so if you do not like someone being taken unwillingly then I suggest you not read it you pansy. This story does not end happily and this is just the first chapter, it turned out longer than I expected....And here is my story
"Look man I need you to make this run to my client." Justin said.
"You make it seem like it's some one I don't know. Look bro, I can't be dealin' with new customers and I don't know shit about them." Vincent said looking in Justin's eyes not liking the sound of this.
"Ok, this is Devon's client but trust me this client is very reliable and I have had him as a customer for a few years now. You up for it? And before you answer I will tell you there is a bonus." Justin knew when he said 'bonus' he had Vincent's attention.
Vincent's eyes widened for a second when he heard the word bonus. "Ok man, give me the scoop of the guy."
"Good. Alright his name is Landon Shultz. He will meet you at the corner of Wade and Levitz street. He has a silver car, once you see it you won't be able to miss it. Just hand him this and he'll give you the money in a white folder. Make sure you check the folder AFTER he leaves and not in the same place. Then come back to me the moment you see my money is in there." Justin handed Vincent the suitcase which could easily fit a body in it. The suitcase was heavy so Vincent took a look inside to find guns and weapons that are illegal in the USA.
Vincent hid his shock. Not just from the weapons but from the client he will be delivering it all to. He knows Landon Shultz. Mr. Shultz was a family friend of Vincent's father. Contrary to what Vincent was doing, he came from money. Big money to be exact. His parent's were both high powered lawyers and his dad was also an entrepreneur who helped invent Eggo waffle products. Although his parents were loaded, Mr. Shultz could buy Vincent's whole family. Hell, he could buy half of the country if he wanted to. If that doesn't put into perspective how rich Mr. Shultz is then visualize Bill Gate's money times ten thousand.
Vincent took the suitcase to his car and drove off to meet Mr. Shultz. On his ride over his sister Jaime called.
"Hey bro, I need you to come pick me up from the salon. I just got my nails done and I don't feel like driving."
"Aw Jaime I can't come right now I'm at work. Can't you call one of your friends?"
"Ugh Vincent you been at work a lot lately. Fine I'll just call the chauffeur. Bye see you tonight at the party. Love ya!"
And with that he hung up and pulled up to the corner he was supposed to. This was the nice part of the town and he lived a couple of blocks over. He didn't look suspicious standing there with a suitcase because all these uppity business people had suitcases like they were all going on a trip. Vincent stood there with his hands in his pockets checking his phone for the time when he heard footsteps come near him. He looked up but it was just a passerby. Vincent returned to his phone telling his date about the party tonight and how to dress.
"Hello Vincent, how do you do?" Landon said with his hands in his pockets of his crisp suit.
Vincent looked up and greeted Mr. Shultz with a firm handshake. "I have your merchandise sir."
"Very well. I'll see you at the party tonight." Landon handed him a white folder and dismissed himself with the suitcase trailing behind him.
Vincent waited until Mr. Shultz left and peeked inside the folder. He couldn't tell how much money was in there but he knew it was a lot because they were all five hundred bills wrapped in a stack. He could very well be walking around with a million dollars of cash on him right now. Shrugging his shoulders he went to drop the money off to Justin.
When he made it to Justin, he gave the folder to him and Justin handed him an envelope. Vincent figured it was his pay for the week which was usually just $500. With money in hand Vincent headed out the door to go to the store. Vincent opened up his envelope to find $2,000 in it. He figured this would be enough for what he wanted to get and now he didn't have to dip in his account. He walked up and down the aisles and found the perfect bottle to give to his father at the party. It was one of his fathers favorite whiskey, a Glen Garioch 1958 Whiskey. It costs a little bit more than $2,000 but that was fine with him. He made his purchase and finally headed home to get ready for the party his father was throwing.
*****Jaime******
Jaime was rummaging through her closet looking for something to wear to her father's party. He held these things every year and it always got bigger. People were bustling around the house putting out decorations and setting out food places and whatnot. Her dad liked for her and her brother to talk to all the guests. Basically her father liked showing off his kids. Her brother graduated from MIT three years ago and was now helping run Yahoo! and she graduated last year from medical school but she followed her heart to be a photographer. She shot photos of all the top models and celebrities. She lived a very blessed life and her parents were wonderful and hardworking with their only flaw being that they liked to show off their success. Jaime didn't really like all the show offness her parents did but it was their lives and she wouldn't say a thing about it.
She settled on a deep royal blue gown that flowed to the floor with a slit stopping a few inches above her knee. She picked some silver stiletto jewel encrusted heels to go with her dress. Some dangling silver diamond ear rings that matched her shoes and a silver clutch to top off the outfit. She didn't wear a lot of make up so she just did her usual eye liner, mascara, and some nude lipstick to top of the natural look. She wore her hair straight and simple so she wouldn't look too gaudy. She looked at herself in the mirror admiring the dress. She didn't really admire her body much, not that she had a bad body, it's just that she grew up as the ugly girl and she learned to overlook her physical appearance. She added her rings to her fingers and went downstairs to see if her boyfriend was there yet since the party started over an hour ago.
******Landon******
Landon arrived at the party fashionably late, which in his world was two hours after the party started. At this point everyone should be there mingling and drinking. Most importantly Jaime would be there. As soon as he walked in the house he spotted her on his right talking to some lady. Jaime had some Asian guy hanging on her arm sipping on a drink. When she came in to full view, Landon felt his cock stir in his pants. She was drop dead gorgeous. She had on a royal blue dress that clung to her curves like a second skin. The dress had a slit go up to her thigh but still giving him too much to imagine what was under there. The royal blue color against her smooth chocolate skin looked delectable, especially her tiny feet in those silver shoes. Her one leg sticking out from that slit made his cock harden more for her. She flashed a dazzling smile at the lady and he heard her cute little laugh that made him smile. Before he knew it, he was walking towards her.
She was so petite but had curves in the right places. He wondered how those curves would feel against his hard body. "Hello there Miss Jaime." He said bending down to hug her. He breathed in her sweet scent feeling himself get hot all over. He wrapped his hands around her tiny waist and gave a slight squeeze then released to look in her deep coffee brown eyes.
Laughing she said, "Hi Mr. Shultz how are you today?"
He carried on conversation with her but he was working on autopilot because he could only focus on her plump lips. Every once in a while she would dart her pink little tongue out to lick her bottom lip. He had to keep himself from pouncing on her in front of the whole party. She didn't know what she did to him.
The first time he saw her she was in sweat pants and had a sports bra on with her hair in a ponytail. She had a belly button ring that shined against her chocolate skin and begged for him to lick up her tight tummy. She was working out so they didn't speak but while he was talking to her father he couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Her body was made for sin. She wasn't stick skinny but she wasn't big either. She just had the curves of a woman, her breasts looked to be a healthy size of a small C her waist went in then flared out at her hips. Every time he thought of her his cock shot straight up and he lost all control in his head. At some times he would have to leave when she was there because he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself any longer. To take her would be so easy for him because she was so petite and she looked to be at most 5'1 and probably didn't weigh more than 120 pounds.
"Mr. Shultz? Mr. Shultz did you hear what Mrs. Darden said?" Jaime asked giving him a sweet smile.
This is what happened when he talked to her. He completely drowned everyone else out. "Oh, please excuse my rudeness, could you repeat what you said?" As he talked to the old crow Mrs. Darden, Jaime walked away with the guy that was trailing behind her. She told him the boy's name but he found it irrelevant to commit his name to memory. Getting a little angry he clinched his jaw as he talked to the old lady who interrupted his talk with Jaime.
