Double Standards (Part 1)

Coffee Break

London

I waltzed into my hotel room with a new gleam in my eyes.

That little demon thought she was going to rile me up then hang me out to dry, but I got her in the end. Wish I could have been there when she realizes I didn't pay her.

Flopping on my bed I  drifted off into a sexually frustrated sleep.

Waking the next morning on the groggy side I  went through my normal morning rituals and headed out the door.

On a spur of the moment decision I  stopped in alittle coffee shop for some caffeinated energy. The waitress hopped over and took one look into my glassy eyes and gave a gentle smile. "Did you tie one on last night shuga?"

Giving her  a lazy grin thinking of Laney I replied "I tried to".

"Well then a strong cup of java should cure your night of dancing with the devil" The waitress chuckled gently.

I  gave a deep chuckle as he thought of Laney. "Yes, I did dance with the devil last night". I  thought as the waitress left to do her bidding.

Before I  could enjoy my first sip of functioning medicine a squealing voice interrupted me. "You owe me my money" Laney hissed.

I looked at her cocking my head and said lazily "Hello Devil".

"What?" Laney asked confused sliding in the chair across from me.

I shook my head and gave a nevermind gesture. "Now pay up London". She jumped right back at it.

"Why don't we just call it even" I  said with a wink.

"Hell no. Pay up". She insisted.

"Oh, come on Laney. You knew what you was doing last night". I tossed back at her.

A look  of satisfaction come across her features at knowing that she made me come undone.

"May I ask you a question Laney?"  I asked.

"I guess" she retorted as she shoved a bite of toast in her mouth.

"What is  a girl like you doing in a place like that? I mean there's other jobs out there". I asked seriously.

"True London, but they don't compete with what I make. I'm sure you know by now my dad's financial situation and that's why he wants to sale, in order to pay my college tuition off. But that's the thing, I make enough to do that myself. So while  we are discussing this I'll go ahead and tell you now your wasting your time here. I'll never let the land go". She stated looking me dead in the eye to enforce her word's.

"Laney it's for the best" I tried to reason with her.

"Humph....says who? That shabby ass offer you gave my dad? London you know as well as I do that the offer you gave is shit. That land is worth alot more". She stopped to drag in a breath then continued. " I researched your so called company. Their low ballers, crooks. I'll have you know I've contacted other companies for better bids".

I was about to blow. I couldn't return home empty handed, not to mention Laney was putting herself in dangerous territory. But on the other hand I was a bit surprised. This trouble making girl wasn't as dumb as I thought. Laney actually had some business sense but that could cost me.
Giving her a hard glare, I said in a dangerous tone.
"Listen to me Laney, contact those other bidders back and cancel immediately, that's a fucking order".

She scoffed in my face. "Don't boss me around. My land, my decision".

My nostrils flared with a surge of anger."Damn it Laney I mean it. You're  putting your nose where it doesn't belong. If you was in New York pulling this shit they'd find you in the Hudson. Be greatful I was sent here to close this deal and not one of my other men because you'd be on a milk carton"

She gave me a confused look and leaned in closer and squinted her eyes as if she was trying to read me. "Who are you London" ? She asked

I just gave her a blank stare revealing nothing, paid my tab and left. It was obvious this girl was ruffling my feathers and posed as a threat. I predict that I really will have to kill her in order to obtain this land that she's attached to. But something else was happening, something I wasn't sure about. On the other hand I found her impulsive, controlling behavior interesting. There was definitely more to her than met the eye and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to uncover the mystery that is her.

I'm changing right before my eyes. What is this women doing to me? Normally by now I would have eliminated the problem, and she's the problem. Instead I keep carrying on with her like a love sick teen. Distance... Distance is what I needed concerning her.

Back the fuck up a minute. Don't ever use Laney and love in the same sentence. The quicker I seal this deal and get back to NY the better. Far, far away from babydoll. Never has anyone had such an effect on me and it made no sense. I found myself wanting to argue with her, wanting to see what flew from between her lips. Never had I met a woman so fucking daring.

Before I could make it to my car I heard Laney yelling after me. Fuck me I inwardly groaned turning around even though my brain was telling my legs to keep going.

"Our conversation is over". I said sternly, but of course she ignored my words.

"No it's not Mr. Harper! You haven't paid me". She yelled as her feet carried her closer to me.

Without another thought I snatched her to me and captured that annoying mouth with mine. I kissed her so hard and fervently. Maybe I'd kiss some sense into her. To my surprise she didn't pull away or try to fight me off. Instead she met my kiss with just as much heat. What was that flavor on her lips? It was intoxicating. She tasted like a bowl of cherries.

She started going limp in my arms and that soft moan that came from her mouth only to echo in mine had my cock at attention.

Pulling away, I looked down at her puffy lips and closed eyes. Placing a gentle kiss to her forehead I whispered "keep the change babydoll".

Laney snapped out of her lustful thoughts and rallied back. "You can't just kiss me without my permission".

A controlling smile crossed my lips "I didn't need your permission babydoll".

I left her standing there licking her wounds. I've got to stay away from her, bottom line.

Laney

In my attempt to bother London last night I put my own hormones in overdrive. Laying awake most the night I kept imaging what it would be like to be skin to skin with him. Having his body hovering over mine, meeting him thrust for thrust.

Finally this morning I had my fantasies at bay then I have to bump into him and he kissed me!  Then my dam broke, literally between my legs. That was no kiss, that was promise. A promise that a night with him would guarantee bliss. Never has any man had such an effect on me or my emotions. I don't know why but he brought out the snippish side of me. I wanted nothing more than to prove him wrong and defy his every word.

And he still didn't pay me! That douche! A sly smile crept upon my face, that kiss was payment enough even though I'd never let him know that.

"What exactly are we doing" I questioned myself. "And what did he mean about all that Hudson river, milk carton stuff?" What a strange character he is.

It makes me wonder what exactly lies behind the suit than just a man. What secrets he is hiding and what his life must be like back home.

Returning back to the coffe house I started really thinking about my life and the things I've been doing.

Time to make some changes. I wasn't proud of my job. The only perk was the dough, but it's time to bite the bullet and get a decent job. What do you know, I'm a stripper with morals! I'll figure something out about the land though.