Forever You

my gym bag in the closet and headed upstairs for a
quick shower to wash off the smell of sweat and sex from my body.
I opened the closet door and pulled out my black Armani suit and white shirt. I looked it over and
decided this would be perfect to wear to the club. I fixed my sandy blonde hair, put on my suit, and
headed to the kitchen where Denny and Claire were talking.
“Denny, I’ll need you to drop me off at Club S tonight and then you’re free to go home.”
“You won’t need a ride home, Connor?” he asked.
“No, I’m meeting Ashlyn there, and she can give me a ride home. You go and spend time with your
family.”
Denny smiled and nodded his head.
“Connor, can I get you something to eat before you go?” Claire asked.
“No, Claire, I’m good.”
I looked at my watch, and it was 6:30 pm. I wanted to get to the club before Ashlyn did in case
there was someone there that I needed to speak with. Plus, I needed a few drinks before she showed
up.
I arrived at the club around 7:00 pm and was surprised at how crowded it was at such an early
hour in the evening. I walked to the back by the bar and sat down at my usual table. Rebecca, my
favorite waitress, walked over with a smile on her face.
“Good evening, Mr. Black. What can I get you?”
I looked at her and ran my tongue across my lips. She was a twenty-something sex on legs.
“Give me a scotch, and make it a double. In fact, bring two.” I said.
She smiled at me with her eyes and turned away. She returned in a short amount of time and set my
drinks on the table.
“Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Black,” she winked.
I smiled and tilted my head. “I know something you can do for me.”
I got up from my seat and escorted her down the hallway and into a small room that is used for
storage. We walked inside as I shut and locked the door. She unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants,
and took them down seductively. She didn’t need to stroke me; I was already hard and waiting for her
lips to wrap themselves around me. Her mouth was amazing as her tongue made circles around my
cock. I let out a low moan as I thrust my hips back and forth while keeping my hands placed on her
head. Relax; this isn’t the first time I’ve been with her. She provides me a service occasionally when
I come to the club because she’s the best at it, and she knows it. In return, I provide a large tip to
thank her for her services.
I left the small room first and walked back to my table with sex on legs following behind. I looked
at my watch, and it was 8:00 pm. I had just enough time to down my scotch before Ashlyn showed up.
I stopped dead in my tracks when I looked up and saw her sitting at the table.
“Ashlyn, you weren’t supposed to be here until 8:30 pm.”
“Nice to see you too, Connor,” she said as she kissed me on the cheek. She cocked her head and
glared at me.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked.
“Were you just with that waitress that was following behind you?”
I picked up my glass and took a drink. I turned so I was facing her and cupped her chin in my hand.
“That is none of your business, Ashlyn. We’ve been over this a thousand times. What I do and with
whom I do it with is none of your concern.”
She looked down and then back up at me. “Connor, there’s something that I need to talk to you
about, but first I want to dance. I’ll be back and then we’re going to talk.”
I sighed as she got up and made her way to the dance floor. I called over Rebecca and ordered a
few more drinks. I sat there watching beautiful women stare and smile at me as they walked by. A
couple of them grabbed my attention, but it was quickly diverted when Ashlyn came up behind me and
wrapped her arms around my neck.
“Are you ready for that talk now?” she asked.
I took her arms and quickly removed them from me. I was feeling the effects of the alcohol, and I
was in no mood for whatever it was she wanted to talk about. I raised my hand, and once again, I
caught Rebecca’s attention to bring over a few more drinks.
“Connor, we need to talk,” Ashlyn said.
I looked over at her and sighed. “Ashlyn, what is it that you want to talk about?”
She started running her finger up and down my arm. “We’ve been seeing each other casually for
about a year now, and I think maybe it’s time to take it to the next level.”
I took another drink and looked directly into her eyes. “What the hell are you talking about?