Page 5 of Play of Love
The women ran into the other room and grabbed their jackets.
“Come on, Josh, we don’t want to be late,” said the dark-haired one that looked like a Barbie doll. Actually, they both did.
I decided to ignore the debacle.
“I’m coming, baby, why don’t you start the car up for me,” he laughed. The women proceeded to go outside. He watched them, eyes focused on their exposed behinds in bikini thongs. He then turned back to me, giving me a lascivious look. “You coming, babe?”
I felt completely violated as I watched him openly stare at my breasts and, to make matters worse, lick his lips. Quickly, I pulled my jacket closer and cleared my throat in an attempt to bring his attention back up to my face. It didn’t work.
“I’m Amy, your new PA.” That was when he looked up at me and narrowed his eyes. “If you could just point me in the direction of the office, I’ll get started.”
There, that was professional.
To my surprise, however, he started to laugh. It was the usual sort of off-balanced laughter you’d expect from someone who was truly wasted and didn’t know what they were even laughing at.
“Those people are jokers.”
“This is no joke. I’ll take care of all your paperwork and everything.” I offered a smile.
“Ha, ha. Everything? Well you can start in there.” He set his square jaw in a firm line and pointed to the mess in the living room. “Clean that up, will you?”
My mouth dropped. I attempted to protest but he just walked away, leaving me there to gawk at the crazy mess.
When the door closed I looked around and felt my stomach shy away from the disgraceful site. I was beginning to see why Zelda had given me the heads up. I was also beginning to see why the other PAs left. I didn’t realize that this job would come with the extra duty of cleaning.
If Mom wasn’t sick, there was no way in hell that I would still be standing here. In fact, if this was under normal circumstances, gorgeous as he was, I would have stormed off after that look he gave me, which explicitly told me what he was thinking.
I was right about one thing, though. This was going to be very interesting indeed.
And possibly disastrous.
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Josh
Unbelievable. Zelda was really working overtime to get me back. As if a pretty blonde could win me over. I had other things in mind for the blonde that didn’t involve any PA shit.
Zelda could kiss my ass for all I cared. And that was just the thing, I didn’t care. I didn’t care about anything and I wasn’t going to spend my time worrying over football.
I just wanted more beer.
“Cindy, baby, get me another drink.” I pushed Cindy off my lap and smacked her ass, loving the feel of her smooth bronze skin on my hands. I pulled Allegra into my lap and buried my face into her voluptuous breasts as the music changed to something more upbeat.
We’d been at Ty’s beach party now for a few hours and I was enjoying every minute of it. I was living like when I was back in college, when I didn’t care about anything because I was young and free and the world belonged to me.
I loved the beach, loved everything about it. Loved the sand, the sea, and that salty smell that came with it.
What kept me going was beautiful women and booze. That combination kept me from thinking; it always had and never failed. As soon as the effects started wearing off I’d just top up on both. Both were always at my fingertips and I would happily get by like this until I died.
Death.
It didn’t seem so bad if you weren’t on the other side of it. If you weren’t suffering from the loss that came with it then it would be okay. You’d just be no more. Nothing left of you, just memories held by those who loved you.
I still had a father, who for some reason cared for me. He’d remember me when I died. No one else would though. Not even this beautiful woman in my lap who’d been with me for years. I knew she was only there because of who I was, and because I was rich. If something happened to me she would just move on to the next rich athlete. Cindy would too.
It was fine, they meant nothing to me.
I just loved their bodies and they knew what I liked. They were no better than a favorite drink that could never disappoint because it was always the same flavor.
