Lustful Memoirs
By: Gina - gina@basic-nstynct.com
Chapter TwoMy plane arrived in Orlando promptly at 3PM. The journey was long but fortunately uneventful. I made my way off the plane and to baggage claim, stopping briefly to check my appearance. Surprisingly even after the long trip, my lipstick was the only touch up that was needed. I grabbed my bags and turned to find a limo driver standing by the door holding a white placard, with the name "Harrington" scrawled across it. I took that as my clue that he was my driver. I approached him. Setting my bags on the floor in front of him, I extended my right hand and introduced myself. He shook my hand and blushed slightly. I was wondering if he knew for what position I had been hired. I doubted it since Marie had assured me that my actual job would be kept secretive, only a few people would actually know that I had been hired to take care of the boy's physical needs. The boys, I laugh as I write those words now. I was soon to find out that they were far from boys. We made our way to the limo, Jeff, the driver, struggling to carry my bags. I felt sorry for him in a way. I always over-pack and knew that the bags were way too heavy but the thought didn't stay in my mind long, I figured it was his job, let him do it.
Following a short drive in the amenity filled limo, we arrived at a house. I was accustomed to meeting clients at their homes and most of them were nothing short of fabulous but this one put even Marie's to shame. I walked up the marble steps, smiling slightly to myself as I heard Jeff continue to struggle with my bags. I reached the front door and it opened as if on cue. A butler greeted me. He ushered me through the house, my senses overwhelmed by the surroundings. Expensive Italian marble and leather graced every square inch of the house. Paintings that I recognized from art history classes lined the walls. I wouldn't let my overall amazement of the house be known to anyone. I casually glanced around as if trying to acclimate myself to my new environment. Finally, after what seemed to be an hour of walking, we arrived at the back of the house. I found myself in one of the most amazing rooms I have ever seen.
The sun penetrated the glass walls and ceiling warming the air around me. The room was sparsely decorated. Only a few chairs and a table occupied the space. The water from the pool just outside the sliding doors reflected in the glass. The butler told me to make myself comfortable, that Johnny would be right with me. With that said, he left. I giggled, as I thought to myself, "Exactly how comfortable would he like to find me." I wondered if he wanted to "test" me out first before sending me off to his employees. I was prepared for anything, except what I encountered.
He entered the room; he was a tall man, with dark skin and darker eyes. His hair was salt and pepper, the only feature that reflected his age. He wore a dark blue Nike nylon-jogging suit. I was sure that I would find him dressed in Armani's best. He casually offered me a drink, which I was thankful for. He then asked if I would like to talk outside. I agreed. He was the boss, after all. We made our way to the outside of the house; I was barely able to contain my admiration, as I took in the full beauty of the pool. It was oval shaped, with waterfalls and a sliding board that carved its way through the formed rock. Beneath the surface of the water, I could see the opening to what appeared to be a cavern. The pool appeared as a lake surrounded by foliage and natural rock. I had to hold my breath to keep from gasping at its beauty. In time I would find that the whole house was one delightful surprise after another. Its many charms will become more apparent as my story continues.
Johnny and I took our places around the wooden table. "I have looked through your portfolio, Ms. Harrington. I think that you are just the person we need for this job." The entire time Johnny and I talked he was professional, considerate, and caring. I expected lewd comments and sneers. I received neither. He treated me as one would any business associate. We went through the details of what was expected. I have never met anyone that could describe the job of fucking five horny guys as discretely as he could. He reiterated the need for total secrecy. I assured him that it was not a problem. He went through my daily duties. Thursdays were my night off, the remaining nights would be designated to a different member of the group. On Monday I would be with Justin, Tuesday, Lance, Wednesday, Joey, Friday, Chris, Saturday, JC. Sunday would be a free night, I might have to work, but then again I might not. Johnny informed me that during the day, I could do whatever I chose as long as I didn't interfere or get in the way. He explained again and again the demands of the tour and how busy the guys were. I was expected to do whatever each of the guys requested and then return to my room. Being together for the entire night was not allowed. I must wake up in my bed and the guy in his.
His rules seemed simple enough but I had a few of mine that I wanted to make sure were clear. Each of the guys were required to wear a condom during every and all sexual activity, and there could be no actions that would leave marks on my body, other then that his rules were agreeable. He was satisfied with my requests. He maintained his professional demeanor throughout our conversation, never once did he make an advance or say anything of sexual nature. The sun was setting as our conversation finally ended. Johnny mentioned that Dan, the butler, would take me to my room where my luggage had already been delivered. He also told me that since I would be occupying this house while in Orlando that I should consider it home. I was excited by this prospect. This house was amazing, and I couldn't wait to figure out where the cavern led under the surface of the water in the pool. Johnny departed and Dan arrived. I stifled a yawn as we made our way through the immense house. I was especially tired and considering that I had to meet my five employers at 1PM the next day and start "work" the next night I wanted to get some sleep. I entered my room and was immediately overcome by Johnny's, or the staff's thoughtfulness, I couldn't determine whom. On the table by the window sat a basket of fruit. An ice bucket resided next to that containing ice and some bottled water. Even though I had eaten early with Johnny, this gesture was very appreciated.
The bed sheets were turned down and the lights dimmed. My suitcases sat on another table across the room. Exploring the room was like exploring an expensive hotel suite. The bathroom as well as the bathtub was enormous, complete with plush towels, robes and even small bottles of expensive shampoos, lotions, conditioners, and soaps. Through another door, I found a walk in closet. There were already a few items hanging and a few pairs of shoes on the shoe rack. I pulled the garments from the hanger and realized that each was labeled with a name of one of the members of the group. I assumed that Johnny had these placed there so that I knew what type of clothing to wear for each of them. Closing the closet door, I made my way through the small hallway back to the main room. There were two other doors to explore, one led to a small sitting room, and two sofas aligned the walls, with an entertainment center nestled in the back. The final door lead to a computer room. I wasn't sure exactly why Johnny would find this useful to me; after all he thought I was only a call girl. I didn't question for long. Being a computer junkie, I checked out the systems specs. It was much better then the laptop that resided in my suitcase. After my exploration was complete, I returned to my lavish cherry wood four poster bed.
On my pillow rested an envelope. Curiosity filled me. I curled up on the bed and poured the contents out in front of me. Pictures of the five members of the group floated to my bed. Their faces peered at me. Their names appeared in the bottom right hand corner. I picked up the first one that landed. JC, the short text on the bottom informed me. The depth of his blue eyes was piercing. His cheekbones were high and chiseled and led the eye in two directions, either up to his drowning blue eyes or to his full sensuous lips. It wasn't going to be hard to get turned on by this man. Just looking at him stare innocently at me through the photo was enough to do it. The next picture was Joey. His hair so vibrant red, well not really red, more like fuschia. I laughed at this. I wondered how old this gentleman was considering not only his hair color but also his superman medallion and matching earrings. But I had to admit that his smile was contagious. It radiated over his entire face and reflected into his chocolate brown eyes. Justin's face was the next to meet my gaze. Soft brownish blonde curls surrounded his face. His slight slanted smile showed a mischief about him. Diamonds rested in both ears, the Abercrombie logo apparent on his chest. This must be the heartthrob of the group. My gaze then met beautiful sea green eyes. His eyes were remarkable. Never do I remember eyes that clear and green. Glancing at this picture of Lance, I sensed an innocence about him. His hair was blonde and pointed to the ceiling. I chuckled as I picked up the next picture. Dark red and brown braids adorned this fellow's head. His brown eyes smoldered with a heated intensity. His chin was covered with dark brown hair. He was the most relaxed of the five. I could imagine having a great time with him. Among the other materials that lay on the bed before me were two CDs, bio sheets on each of the guys and a check for $25,000, for clothes the comment on the check stated. Johnny must have wanted me to get to know the guys prior to our meeting the next day.
I laid down on the bed the pictures of the five guys around me. This was definitely going to be a great six months. I was living in the lap of luxury and I was assured sex five nights a week with five of the hottest men I have ever seen on this earth. Each one possessing their own special charms. Now restless with thought, I decided to check out the pool. I quickly stripped off my clothes; put on my bikini grabbed a towel and headed to the pool, hoping that I wouldn't get lost in the vast house.
I found the pool quickly. Without a second thought, I set my towel down on a chair and dove into the refreshing water. I wanted to explore the cave, fear penetrating my heart as I took a deep breath and entered the narrow path. Shortly I was above water again, in a cavern formed by the natural rock. It was spectacular, soft romantic lighting lit the darkened cave. There was an area where one could exit the pool and rest on the formed rock. Johnny had told me earlier that he had designed all of the features of the house. I wonder what he was thinking when he decided on adding this feature to the pool. I had a pretty good idea it was for those private, loving moments. I left the cavern, my curious appetite satisfied. After a refreshing swim and feeling more tired and relaxed, I made my way out of the pool. Without paying attention to my surroundings, I grabbed my towel and turned, pounding into what felt like a rock structure. But it wasn't made of rock. Human flesh formed the being before me. I looked up, my gaze suddenly locked with those deep blue eyes I had seen in the picture earlier.