My Ex-Wife Ch. 04byGhostwalker©
A few minutes passed before the Guard limped back to the table and said that the boss would see us now.
Beth stood and I watched as the Guard instinctively took a step back and dropped his hands to his crotch. Looking at him, she smiled and said “Thank you,” as she walked past him.
Once inside the office we were greeted by a businessman dressed in a fine suit and a silk shirt. “Please take a seat. Would you like something to drink perhaps?”
“Thank you, Senor, but we must decline,” Beth replied in Spanish. “Though it is most gracious of you and speaks highly of your family to start business in such a manner,” Beth replied in a soft voice.
“Senorita, your Spanish is very good. But I’m sure it is not your native language.”
No, Senor, it is not. But when discussing matters with one of such importance as yourself it is only proper to do so in his native language.”
“I see. In that case, I understand that you would like to discuss some type of business with. May I ask what it is about?”
“My friend,” Beth started, looking at me, “is interested in purchasing the contract of one of your hostess’s. He has heard of your establishment and it’s fine reputation for only having the choicest companions and has come from the States to purchase the contract of such a woman.”
“The gringo has heard of my business in the United States? I am very proud of my business. It has been in the family for three generations,” the boss’s face beamed at the flattery. “I am also pleased to know that it is becoming known in the US. I take great pride in choosing only the best hostess’s to work here. The women are like family to me, so to send one away I must know they are going to a place that will take care of them and can afford the nice things they like.”
“I am quite certain that the gringo will take very good care of any family member that he would choose to go with him.”
Reaching out, the boss took my hands and inspected them. Then looking back at Beth he continued their conversation.
“I see that the gringo is not what he appears to be. His hands are the hands of a professional. One who works with his mind and not his back. This is good.,” he said as he leaned against his table.
Then with a glow of sudden understanding he reached out towards Beth. “May I?” he asked as he drew back the right side of her sports bra.
Beth sat there without saying a word as the boss inspected her tattoo and discovered the original “S” within the design. Sitting back and studying her, recognition came to his eyes. “Ahhh, Chica. Now I understand how you know so much of my business. It has been a long time since I last saw you. Now you come back to me and wish to buy one of my hostess’s for this gringo … or maybe for yourself, to start your own business in the US?”
“No, Senor. I have left that life behind. My owners would never permit me to leave and start a business.”
“Ahhh, so your owners know this gringo and had you bring him to me. That is very good of them. But which contract does he wish to buy? I have many very good hostess’s here as you know.”
“The gringo owns a ‘house’ for hostess’s with special talents and desires. Right now he is looking to fill one last spot. He saw what he was looking for here tonight. He would like to purchase Anna’s contract.”
“Ohhh, that one. She has a very special talent indeed. One that has made me much money, she would be very hard to replace.”
“Si, Senor. But her talent will someday go away and the she will only be another hostess. Wouldn’t it be better to sell the contract now when it is worth the most rather then lose the money by waiting?”
Settling back into his chair, the boss steepled his hands before his mouth and concentrated on the offer. After a few moments he leaned forward and asked, “Does he understand what must be done to get the money? He can not just walk in here and expect me to give her up.” Sliding a piece of paper across the desk to Beth, he looked at me and continued, “This is how much it will cost for Anna’s contract.”
Glancing at the paper in her hand, Beth replied without a bit of hesitation, “Yes, Senor. He understands what must be done. He also understands that if he does not get enough money everything that is given goes to you.”
Sitting there, totally ignorant to the conversation, I was unaware of the last part of what was said. I had no idea how much depended on Anna and I as we stood and shook hands to finalize the deal.
Exiting the office we found the bar empty and dark. The negotiations had taken over an hour and everyone had left … except our friend the Security Guard. He approached us and without a word pointed to the back door. “She’s out there in a small room across the courtyard. You have 20 minutes to see if she’s interested in going with you. After that you’re out of here until tomorrow night, eight o’clock sharp. If she’s interested and willing that’s when you’ll try to earn her contract money.”
Walking to the back door Beth stopped and looked at me. “This is where I stop. What you need to discuss with Anna is between the two of you. I’ll stay here and keep our friend company. I might even be able to earn you a few extra minutes,” she said with small chuckle.
I moved through the door and quickly to Anna’s door. Hesitantly, I knocked and was almost knocked over when she threw to door open and wrapped her arms around me.
“Oh God, Peter. It really is you. For a second I thought I had gone crazy and that it was all a dream. I couldn’t believe that you’d actually found me and come for me.” Smothering me with kisses, Anna held me tight against her beautiful pregnant body. “I love you so much. Please get me out of here and take me home. Please, Peter. Take me home.”
Prying her arms from around my neck I stepped back and started to explain. “Anna, I did come for you, but things are a lot different here than at home. Ned sold you to the owner of this place and technically you’re under contract to him. He’s willing to release you from your contract for a price. A price that you and I need to pay.”
“Anything, pay anything. Just get me out of here, Peter.” Anna pleaded.
“It’s not just money that he wants, Anna …” the words flowing from my mouth as I described the deal that had been made. “So that’s it. If you want to leave here with me the two of us have to perform for the audience tomorrow night starting at eight o’clock. We have until midnight to earn the money we need to buy your contract from him or you land up staying here and I go back home alone.”
“Doesn’t give a woman much of a choice does it?”
“No, honey. I’m sorry it doesn’t.”
“Well, in that case, I guess you better get back to your motel and get some rest. You’re going to need it if you’re going to last for four hours tomorrow night,” Anna purred into my ear.
Pulling her close I kissed her. A slow, loving kiss of two people deeply in love to hold us through the night. Breaking the kiss I held her as I whispered, “I love you, Anna. I always have.”
Anna pulled me back to her and gave me a hot, passionate kiss full of promises for the next night. “I know, Peter. And tomorrow night you’re going to prove it by fucking my brains out and getting me out of here,” she sighed as she pushed me towards the door.
Beth was waiting for me and took me back to my motel. The rest of her friends were waiting, as well as some of the others who had been there to help me earlier. We all went out for coffee and I explained what was going to happen the next night. Beth’s friends were already aware of what was expected, but some of the women who had volunteered to help blushed a deep red when I told them. All of them said they’d be there the following night by seven-thirty with their wallets open to help. Only Beth sat quietly to the side and looked down at a piece of paper she held in her hand.