The Love Of Money - Episode 139
29-07-25 (07:53)
"When I get you all to myself, you're gonna get it,
Tiger."
I chuckled as I looked up at her. "Tiger?"
She shrugged as she slid off my lap. "Just thought I'd
try it."
She flashed her cute dimples at me as she smiled
before turning away from me. "Alright, I'm ready for
my massage! Lead the way um...
"Shea," the attendant said as she disappeared from the
doorway. Ashlee followed her without even looking
back at me, leaving me by myself.
They weren't gone ten seconds before Erin rolled
around the door frame and leaned against it. "Hey
boss," she said with her patented devilish grin.
"Erin!" said, genuinely happy to see her.
"So, I definitely deserve a raise for this fine piece of
maneuvering," she said as she crossed her arms under
her firm breasts. A hint of cleavage apparated just
above the top clasp of her short-sleeve button-down.
"Just to fill you in, I gave Emily a rundown of the
situation. Nothing specific.. just the high notes. A guy
tried to pull a gun on you. You decided to get out of
town, and Ashlee seems to know something but isn't
talking, so we invited her along in hopes that maybe a
little alcohol would loosen her lips. She's not sure what
to make of that but is willing to keep quiet about it.
She felt bad, thinking that she crashed whatever you
were trying to do to get the info out of Ashlee and told
me to tell you she's happy to help in whatever way
she can."
"I also told her that you're sort of dating Natashya, but
it's nothing serious. Natashya knows the score and is
helping you out, and Ashlee can't know that you're
dating, so Emily agreed to pretend that Natashya's a
friend from theater."
"I've also set Ashlee and Emily with Shea and gave her
instructions to keep them busy for a couple of hours.
She's already applied an exfoliating mask to your sister.
That'll keep them out of your hair for a while. You'll
have to forgive me for giving up your spot to Emily.
"I think I'll live," said. "By the way, where' did you find
Shea?"
"She's a freaking stunner, right?"
"Yeah. When did you have the time to find and hire a
flight attendant?"
"I outsourced," she said. "I'm just sad you won't get to
experience her sooner. I think you'll enjoy the
experience when you do."
"Wait... Is my sister..."
"Hal No, happy endings are for the initiated only," Erin
said, shaking her head, "but wouldn't that be one hell of
a way to introduce her to your degenerate lifestyle?"
She waved a dismissive hand. "Don't worry about her
or Ashlee. They're both enjoying the best spa treatment
that can be found on a plane.
"Oh my god," said, getting off the couch and pulling Erin
in for a hug. "You're an angel."
"Nah," she said. "This sort of thing is my job."
I pulled back and held her at arm's length as I looked
down at her. "Hiring you is one of the best decisions
I've ever made."
She grinned up at me and said, "God, Marcus. No need
to flatter me. I already let you in my pants."
"Seriously," I said. "Thank you."
"My pleasure, sir"
I stared into her dark eyes for a full ten seconds and
then leaned down to brush my lips on hers. It was a
gentle kiss at first, little more than lips grazing over
each other. Then it deepend as our tongues met, and I
enveloped her in my arms and crushed her against me,
communicating all my gratitude in a single moment.
Thanks to my interactions earlier with Ashlee, my
engine was primed and the kiss didn't take much to get
it going again. My hands began to wander.
Erin broke the kiss and pulled back before I could get
too handsy. "So you have an hour... two tops. You
remember where' the hot tub Is?"
"I think so."
"Find it," she said. "You'll like what you see." Don't forget to leave a Comment 
