Courtesan Ch. 35

I nodded. "Yes, Kelly's told me stories that have given me that impression."

"Timmy, I think that you and I have a similar philosophy about sex. If it's between consenting adults and nobody is being injured, then it's purely a matter of personal preference."

That made me smile. "Yes, Mr. Jackson we share the same philosophy."

"At Evergreen tomorrow night, we're entertaining four of our most reliable investors. All four of them are middle aged men with very sophisticated sexual tastes. I would like you to be part of this party."

I shook my head. "Mr. Jackson, I'm not interested in having sex with a man."

Mr. Jackson laughed. "Timmy that's not what I'm suggesting. If a man we're entertaining expresses the desire to enjoy the company of another man, I'll hire a professional for him. No Timmy, I want you to attend the party as a slave."

"A slave?"

"Yes, we have a full compliment of household service staff, so you won't actually have to do any work. You'll be introduced as the slave for our four hostesses and during the party they'll all make it a point to make you run a variety of menial errands. Mandy thought you'd enjoy the job."

Chuckling, I said; "Mandy knows me too well."

Mr. Jackson grinned. "She also knows me too well."

I looked at Mr. Jackson. "You love Mandy, don't you."

He shook his head. "Timmy you really aren't afraid of me, are you."

I shrugged. "You're not a spider."

Laughing, Mr. Jackson said, "No I definitely am not."

There was a brief moment of silence and then I said; "Yes, I'll take the job. Mandy's right, I will enjoy it; or at least I'll find it very exciting. It will also give me the chance to travel with Kelly."

"Timmy you do understand that once the associates arrive your wife's attention will be totally focused on another man for the duration of the party. That's her job and it's very important that you do not, under any circumstances disturb her while she's working. None of our guest can have even the slightest inkling that Kelly is your wife."

"I understand."

"Can you do it?"

"I don't think I could have done it a week ago, but now I believe I can.

"That's what Mandy thinks too."

Mr. Jackson paused for a moment and then he said, "You realize that when she's working Kelly uses the the name, Melody."

"Yes, actually you explained that to me the first time we met. Since then, Kelly's told me more about it. All the hostesses have working names."

"That's right, they do. When you're working you're also going to have to have another name. You'll be known as Bunny."

I laughed. "Is this why my slave name was changed from dicklet last night?"

"Yes, we thought Bunny was a little more suitable."

Mr. Jackson leaned forward. "Timmy do we have an agreement?"

"Yes I think so. I'll be employed as a research assistant for your new Product Promotion Section. Tonya will be my supervisor. I'll also write a weekly column for the revised Crier and when you entertain associates at Eagle Lake or Evergreen I'll be the hostesses slave, Bunny."

"And we'll pay you an annual salary of one hundred thousand dollars plus bonuses."

I nodded.

He smiled. "Our plane for Evergreen leaves at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Can you be on it?"

"Of course."

Mr. Jackson stood up and extended his hand to me. "Do we have an agreement?"

I stood up and took his hand. "Yes we do. Thank you very much. I'll try very hard to be a good employee."

We shook hands and then Mr. Jackson walked over to his desk and picked up his telephone. "Janet will you tell Tonya that we're ready for her."

Mr. Jackson set his telephone back on its cradle and turned to me. "Timmy the next several weeks are going to be very busy around here. For the past year John Reynolds has been working on two major projects. One is a takeover of Artiel Fabricating. They make jet engine parts for several of the largest aircraft manufacturers in the world. Artiel's annual stock holders meeting is next month. Our stock buyout is going to require an substantial amount of capital. Right now we're working to line up investors. A group of four businessmen are flying in from St. Louis this afternoon. This evening John, Wendell and I plan to take them to dinner at the Kensington Grill. After dinner Tonya, Kelly, Keisha and Mandy will be entertaining them in our suites at The Calvert Hotel. I know this is quick, but we can't afford to waste time right now. I would appreciate it if this afternoon you could review the information we have on these four men and put together reports for the girls before they leave to go to The Calvert this evening."

I smiled. "This is why you hired me."

"Yes it is."

"Where can I work?"

"At your desk. I don't have the space to give you a private office. You'll be sharing an office with Kirby and Elvira. When Kirby's not driving his Lincoln he'll be assisting Elvira."

"Where is the office?"

"Tonya can show it you."

I nodded and then I asked Mr. Jackson, "What's the other project?"

Taking a deep breath, he smiled and said; "If things go well, I may be able to tell you more about that late tomorrow night at Evergreen. Until then, I'd prefer to not say anything at all."

There was a knock at the door.

"That should be Tonya." He turned to the closed door. "Come in."

The door opened. Kelly rushed in first. Mandy and Keisha were right behind her. Antoine, Kirby, Elvira and Tonya followed them. I noticed that Kirby was now dressed in the black three piece suit that was the standard uniform for the Lincoln drivers at JtandR.

Kelly ran over to me, threw her arms around my neck and kissed me hard on the lips. When she was done she grinned at me and said, "Timmy did you take the job?"

Realizing that I rarely had this good an opportunity to torment my wife I lowered my head and quietly said, "No Kelly I didn't"

Next to me I heard Martin Jackson choke back a startled snort. I don't think he realized that I loved to tease my wife.

Kelly's smile turned to a frown. "You didn't, why not?"

I made a big production of shaking my head, shrugging my shoulders and sighing. "Kelly honey, I'm so close to finishing my book. Right now I really can't afford to take any time away from it.

Everyone was staring at me in dismay. Out of the corner of my eye I glanced at Martin Jackson. It was taking every bit of self control he could muster to keep from laughing.

Kelly shook her head. "Timmy, I know that book is important to you. It's important to me too; but this is a really good opportunity. With both of us earning a large income we could save enough money to be able to retire in ten years. Then we could both write our books."

I grinned at my beautiful wife. "That sounds really nice, doesn't it. It's a good thing I took the job."

Kelly stared at me for a moment and the she balled up her fist and lightly punched my shoulder. "You shit! You were teasing me."

Now everyone was smiling.

I nodded. "Yes I was. Teasing you is one of the great pleasures of my life."

Kelly grinned. "And I have to admit that being teased by you is one of the great pleasures of my life." She leaned forward. Whispering in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear she said, "But you do understand that if you hadn't taken this job I would have cut off your balls and hung them from the rear view mirror of my Mercedes Benz."

The entire group was chuckling as I quietly answered, "Yes Ms. Mason, I understand."

Behind me Martin Jackson said, "Timmy I don't think spiders are the only things that scare you."

Kelly looked at him. "Spiders?"

He smiled. "It's an inside joke."

"Martin is Timmy going to Evergreen with us tomorrow?" It was Tonya. She was trying to get the group back on task.

"Yes, he is."

"As Bunny?"

"Absolutely."

Kelly giggled. "Having my little slave boy traveling with us is going to be fun." Then her expression became much more serious. She kissed my cheek and said, "Timmy working together is going to be wonderful.."

I smiled. "Yes Kelly, it is."

Mr. Jackson glanced at the clock on his wall and then he turned to Tonya. "Tonnie, why don't you show Timmy his desk. He promised me that he'd have the reports about the investors from St. Louis ready in time for the four of you to read them before you have to leave for The Calvert this evening."

Turning to Elvira, Mr. Jackson said; "Ellie, Janet Collins has the files. You can pick them up from her as you pass by her desk."

Realizing that we had just been dismissed, Tonya waved her hand and said; "Come on everyone, let's go back to the section office."