Sex For Drugs Ch. 02

Elisha Cuthbert and two of her friends entered Club Bishop. They were all dressed in short black dresses with heels, it was suppose to be a girl's night out but her friends invited their boyfriends and she felt like a fifth wheel. She didn't even want to come, but they talked her into it and she gave in as she hadn't hanged out with them for a while. Elisha took everyone's order and went up to the bartender.

"Hi is Kash here?"

"Sorry, but he left about an hour ago."

"Damn!" Elisha muttered under her breath. "Thanks for your help." Elisha said placing an order for their drinks.

"I'll bring the drinks up to your table." The bar man said and Elisha headed back to the table that her friends sat at. "Sorry guys but he left an hour ago." They sat at a round table that had a single seat that went all the way around it. Elisha sat at the end.

"Isn't there anyone else you could see?" Asked her one of her friends.

"No. I don't think so." Elisha replied uncertain.

"Hey! I couldn't help but over hear your conversation." A guy said coming up to them, taking a seat beside Elisha putting his arm around her. "But if your looking for Kash, that means you're probably looking for a fatty boom batty."

"Er..." Elisha looked him up and down. He was a scruffy looking guy, looked like he hadn't shaved, his clothes looked old and filled with holes. Elisha wasn't sure if that was the style, but was leaning more towards him being a bum and she could smell his bad body odour. When he smiled at her she noticed his lack of dental hygiene. "How the hell did you get in here? They have a dress code you know?"

"And what's that babe?" He asked.

"To be dressed smart and not look like a homeless man."

"Lay of Leesh!" One of her friends defended him. "We could just buy of him." The bartender came with their drinks and noticed a sixth person there

"Would you like to order another drink?" He asked not sure which one of them was without a drink.

"Na! I'm fine. I'll just share hers." He said hugging Elisha bringing her closer to himself. Elisha was revolted at the thought of having to share a drink with him and even more revolted at being this close to him. She felt his hand on her knee and he started to creep up her inner thigh and just before he could reach in between her legs she stood up.

"I just need to use the bath room." She said making her way to the ladies room. "Oh god!" She said out loud to herself as she entered the bathroom. She grabbed a handful of tissues, turned the tap on and wet the tissues and started to wipe her knee and thigh and any where else he touched her. It was an over reaction but she felt like he was dirt that she had to wash off herself. She then grabbed some more tissues and dried herself off, wherever it was wet.

"That's it!" She said picking up her cell phone, dialling a number. "Hi. It's Elisha... I'm at the club and me and my friends were looking for some dope and bought of this guy... I know. But he keeps touching me and looks like he's homeless.... really...? Oh thank you so much! I'll see you soon." Elisha hung up the phone and went back out.

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I heated the spoon over the lighter until the heroine turned into liquid form, I emptied the spoons content into a syringe. I sat on a three seater couch with Brittany on the left of me, puffing away at a joint and Melissa on the right, with her foot on my lap. They had both spent the day at the beach together and had beautiful tans. Brittany was blonde with long, straight hair. She was wearing a pink bikini and was very girly, air head type, but that was a front. She was smarter than she looked. She had a great body, toned legs and huge tits. Melissa on the other hand, was thin and a little taller than the average woman. By nature she is slightly paler but had a tan right now as she spent the day at the beach. She was wearing a red bikini and had a great body, toned abs and long legs with dark brown hair that looked like it was black. Unfortunately she was addicted to heroine in a very bad way. I felt guilty that I was funding her habit, but when I didn't she'd go to someone else, at least this way I could monitor her. She was a growing concern.

Melissa had a big vein on her ankle which was not hard to miss. I gently pushed the needle in and slowly pushed the back of the syringe down, emptying the content into her vein. She got an instant high straight away before I was even half ay through.

My cell phone rang, I picked it up and flipped it open with one hand, while I pulled the needle out of Melissa's ankle with the other. "Hi..." I answered, it was Elisha Cuthbert. "..What?! I thought I told you to only deal with me directly... O.k. I get you loud and clear. I'll be there in about five minutes." The most annoying thing about that phone call was the fact that there was some guy dealing in my club and the fact that he looked like a 'homeless' got me fuming. How the hell did he get in looking like that? Not to sound like a snob, but we're a classy club, despite the fact it has a strip club joint on to it and is really a front for a crack house, we're still a classy place. You need money to buy our stuff, so therefore you need to be rich and to rake in the rich people you need a certain look. That's why we have a dress code.

I went up stairs and got into an Armani suit to show that I was the flashy bastard running the place, splashed on some cologne and headed to the garage area of my apartment. There was a parking area for the residents of the apartment and it was like a floor underground. I only had one car, I wasn't into buying loads of cars just because I had money and if I did have too many cars, I might have trouble explaining it. As much money as the club made, I wasn't the actual owner, Bishop was. He got the profits and I got a salary which wouldn't allow me to be able to afford a couple of Porsche's. My money came from selling and that wasn't a legal occupation.

I turned the alarm off and jumped into my silver Porsche and was speeding down to the club with the top down at about 60 mph. I got there in less than five minutes, a personal best. I stopped the car at the front of the club and handed the keys to one of the valets. We only added valets for personal use of the big players in our group of organised crime but had to expand out to the rich folks and celebrities, to make things easier for them and make them want to come back.

I entered the club and the loud pounding sound of bass invaded my ears. I looked around and saw a blonde being groped by a dirty looking man to my left. I didn't know if it was them as they had their backs turned to me, but how many people could have gotten in looking like that? I made my way over there and sure enough it was Elisha, looking very uncomfortable. I went over there and neither of them saw me, as they had their back turned to me.

"Hey Elisha." I said and she turned her head to face me. I looked into her gorgeous blue eyes and something came over me. I leaned forward and kissed her and to my surprise she kissed me back, opening her mouth, inviting my tongue in. She sucked on my tongue passionately and I stopped the kiss by pulling back.

"You wanna dance?" I asked

"Sure!" She said getting up. The homeless looking guy was getting angry at his chance, not that he had any, was slipping away and wasn't letting her out.

"Come here." I said grabbing her by the waist and lifting her over my shoulder, Elisha let out a playful scream. "Watch her legs!" I said as I pulled her out of the booth. It was quite primitive, but hey it got her out. I could hear her friends saying "I didn't know she was seeing any one." I moved a couple of feet away from their table with her over my shoulder, her big, round, tight ass at the side of my face. I stopped walking and stared at her ass.

"What are you doing." Elisha asked, still a little giddy.

"Enjoying the view." I replied. I felt her put her hands on my back & push herself up slightly to see me staring at her ass.

"Put me down!" She laughed patting my back. I put her down. I held one of her hands and she didn't pull away. I started to lead her to the bar area.

"Before we dance, I just need to get rid of the trash." Elisha smiled. I saw Mongo, a 6'8" 340lb huge black guy, who was in charge of security. "Mongo! How'd that guy get in?" I said pointing at the guy over at the booth.

"Must've snuck in from the back." Mongo replied in a deep voice.

"Get rid of him!" I said. Mongo started to make his way. "Mongo.." He froze and turned around facing me. "...He's trying to deal in our club."

"Gotcha." He said, getting his walkie talkie like phone thing that the security used to contact each other. "We got a bum tryin' to sell..." Me and Elisha headed over to the dance floor, it was on a slow track and me and Elisha put our arms around each other and started to slow dance.

"God, you're so beautiful!" I complemented her straight away. She smiled and looked down, slightly embarrassed. I lifted her chin up and kissed her. A quick, light closed mouth kiss. Elisha looked like she was thinking.

"What's gonna happen to that guy?"

"He's gonna be taught a lesson for trying to deal in my club."

"Are they gonna kill him?" I laughed. It wasn't that funny, if the truth be told, we have killed a few people. Not me personally but I have pulled the trigger before, but with the intention of wounding the target not killing them.

"They're just gonna teach him a lesson, maybe break a bone to teach him a lesson if he mouths off while they beat the shit out of him."

"Good!"

"Good?!" Elisha kinda surprised me.

"He smelt very bad, like he hasn't bathed in ages or ever heard of a tooth brush." A evil side of her was coming out and I liked it. Elisha rested her head on my shoulder as the track played out. I had no clue if she was putting on a show for the homeless guy or if she actually liked me, which is possible. I have been referred to a pretty boy since my early teen years. Personally it seems a bit strange another male calling you a pretty boy, but what can you do? All I knew was that I really liked her and definitely wanted more than just sex from her.

"I'm suppose to be having a girl's night out." Elisha said.

"O.K. I'll walk you over to them." I said. We made our way there holding hands. As we walked by the bar area, a pair of gorgeous, toned legs in high heels caught my eyes. I looked at who they belonged to.

"Well if it isn't Mrs. Affleck!" I said looking at the owner of the legs. Jennifer Garner was sat on a stool sipping a drink through a straw, In a short red dress that had ridden half way up her thighs. I knew she hated being called Mrs. Affleck, that was the reason why I did it. "I guess I should introduce you guys. Elisha Cuthbert..." I pointed at Elisha. "...Jennifer Garner." I pointed at Jennifer. They said hi and shook hands.

"I'll leave you to talk to Jennifer." Elisha said reaching up and kissing me.

"Cute." Jennifer said as Elisha walked off. "How long you two been together?"

"We aren't. So where's Ben?"

"He's not here."

"Oh. Coming out alone without the missus!" Jennifer gave a sarcastic laugh. "You've never come here alone before."

"Ben is with Matt, they're working on some script about lawyers trying to get a guy of death row. So does Elisha know about Brittany, Melissa and Tammy?"

"So where's Violet?" I said changing the subject.

"I got a baby sitter. I felt like I needed a break." She smiled that beautiful smile of hers, showing her cute dimples on her cheeks.

"So no Alias shooting?"

"Nope! Just a day to myself." She said finishing her drink.

"You want another drink?" She nodded. "The same?" She nodded again. "Another drink." I said to the bar tender. "The same, on me." Well it was really free, I never paid for drinks. "Hope you enjoy it here."

"Wait!' Jennifer said, with the straw in her mouth. "I was wondering if I could buy some... you know... what Ben buys." It was quite surprising, seeing as though she always looked annoyed when Ben bought drugs off me and was against drug use.

"Well there isn't any in the club..." I lied. "...But I have some at home if you're interested." I don't think she'll be interested to coming to my apartment to get it, but it was a chance to get her alone. I know she's married, but damn she's hot.

"O.K." She said finishing the drink that I just got her in one go. She stood up.

"OK" I said surprised. "Follow me." I picked up my cell phone. "Have my car out front now." I hung up. We went outside and I saw my car approaching, the valet got out leaving the keys in the ignition, me and Jennifer got in. It took a little over five minutes to get back to my place. I parked and we went up to my apartment. I lead her upstairs to the study room, which was pretty much a replica of the office back at the club.

"What you after? Weed?" I asked.

"Do you have any coke?" She surprised me at how hardcore she was going considering she wasn't a drug user. "Oh don't look so shocked. Just 'cause I don't do it now, doesn't mean that I've never done it." Couldn't argue with that. Jennifer sat down and I went over to the safe on the wall, which also had a painting in front of it that opened like a door. I took out the smallest bag there which probably had a couple of line's worth. I figured she wouldn't want much. I handed it to her and went around to the seat on the other side of the desk. Jennifer made a small thin line on the table and took out a $20 dollar bill, rolled it up and sniffed the line. She started to wipe her nose, wiping off any traces of it and sniffing as well. I had given her my weakest stuff, a line was no where near getting you high, relaxing the mind a little, which is exactly what I wanted. I didn't want her stoned out of her face, that she doesn't remember if anything happens between us.

"How much do I owe?" Jennifer asked. I looked at her. She had luscious lips which looked like they were pouting 24/7 but they weren't, that's just how they looked.

"Ben is a really lucky guy." Jennifer gave a embarrassed smile and looked down. "Having those luscious lip go up and down your dick must be one of the greatest feeling in the world."

"Excuse me?!" Jennifer was shocked. "I can pay for my drugs. I'm not some skank that will suck your dick 'cause she has no money!"

"Well... maybe not for the drugs...." I was thinking of how to convince her and came up with an idea. "What would Ben think if he knew you came here?"

"He wouldn't care! He'll be happy he has someone to join him." Jennifer gave a cocky smile.

"Well he knows that women tend to get... 'special' treatment from us, where we give them special offers that aren't available to men, so they don't need to pay."

"You wouldn't?" The irony was actually quite funny. If she didn't put out I was gonna tell her husband she did and if she did put out I wasn't going to say a word. "He'd never believe you anyway."

"I have security cameras. They'll show you come in and leave five minutes later. That's roughly how long a blow job would take, wouldn't it?" Jennifer had a defeated look on her face and I knew that she was going to do it. I stood up and walked over to her. She was still looking down, I lifted her chin up so I could see her face.

"I want you to enjoy this, or at least put on that Golden Globe winning performance and make me believe that you are." I lowered my head and kissed her lips, she kissed me back and I sucked her bottom lip. It tasted like strawberry, must be her lip balm. Jennifer kissed my upper lip, gently sucking on it. I tilted my head to the side, opening our mouths and started to push my tongue out. Jennifer put up resistance, trying to close her mouth, but I forced my tongue in. Once it was in her mouth she gave in and started to massage it with her tongue, while she gently sucked with her lips. I pulled away and Jennifer still had her lips in the sucking position, I think she was enjoying that, but then again she was quite a good actress with a very easy role right now. She slowly opened her eyes to see me undoing my belt buckle and zipper. I took my dick out from my boxers.

Jennifer opened her mouth as I held my cock out in front of her mouth. I stepped forward pushing my dick into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around it and started working them up and down. She had a look of disgust on her face, but carried on. After working her lips up and down a couple of times she pulled it out.

"Eugh! That is fucking disgusting!" Jennifer said trying to rub the taste of her tongue with her fingers. I realised, that after I had fucked Tammy up the ass I had gone downstairs to get a drink before I hit the shower and that's when Melissa wanted a fix and then I ended up at the club

"Just keep sucking." I told her.

"But..." I just looked at her and she didn't even bother starting her sentence and started sucking and stroking my shaft. It was actually quite a turn on, knowing that my dick was in Tammy's ass nearly an hour ago and the next place it goes into is Jennifer Garner's mouth. Just as that thought crossed my mind, my member got harder and bigger and pushed against the back of Jennifer's throat. She gagged and coughed, taking my cock out of her mouth, but still stroking it.

"What's wrong? Your mouth can't handle my dick?" I teased her. She gave me a pissed off look and started stroking my cock quite hard. She had a determined look on her face and started to suck my dick again, this time it looked as though she wanted to do it. She started sucking hard and hungrily at my meat. I think my comment got to her and she was gonna prove that she could.

She started to thrust her mouth forward, hard, hitting herself on the back of her throat with my cock. Her lips felt unbelievable around my shaft and if I hadn't already had sex today, I would've been ready to explode. Jennifer started thrusting her mouth forward faster, forcing more of my cock to the back of her throat until I felt my cock push past the tight opening and down into her throat. She started working my cock down her throat until her lips were touching my crotch and balls. She started to fuck her own throat with my cock, only working it half way out and then slamming her mouth forward.

After a couple of minutes of this, my dick started to ache from not being able to cum, it was throbbing like how it would if I was gonna cum, but I couldn't feel anything in my balls. Jennifer obviously felt it vibrating in her throat and pulled it out. She started stroking my cock furiously, her mouth open, tongue spread out waiting for my cum. But unfortunately for her it was going to happen. Saliva dripped off her tongue as she waited for me to cum and I have to admit this was probably the best blow job I have had and I wanted to cum desperately but I knew it wasn't going to happen. I pulled Jennifer up onto her feet.

"What are you doing? I was about to make you cum!" She said not really understanding what just happened.

"I'm not gonna cum."

"What?!"

"Yeah, that disgusting taste that you were talking about. Yeah, that was Tammy's ass."

"You sick bastard!" She said thumping me on the chest. It wasn't a hard hit, but it sure as hell wasn't gentle. I grabbed hold of her arm before she could hit me again and turned her around, her back turned to me. I hugged her tight, pressing her body against mine.

"I'm gonna cum inside you!" I whispered in her ear, my dick getting hard and going up her inner thigh. I reached down with one hand, holding my dick and pushing it past her panties and pressing it against her pussy, which was a little wet, showing that this was turning her on.

"Noo..." Her voice came out just above a whisper. Her eyes closing and her mouth opening as my cock head entered her. I thrust up pushing in nearly my whole dick in. I had to admit, she wasn't tight, probably because she had a baby pushed out through there 7 months ago. But Jennifer's reaction was unexpected. Her knees buckled and she reached back, grabbing hold of my head with both hands to keep herself up.