"What is the time, darling?" She asked out of the darkness of the airy hotel room.
I peered at the luminous hands of my watch. " 10:35, It's close to eleven o'clock."
" I must be back home before midnight," she tightened her arms around me. " Was it good for you, Kelvin?"
Women. They never seemed to know when to stop talking. Didn't they realize that after a long energetic love making, a man needs to rest and doze it off.
" It was good. The best ever." I said just to keep her satisfied.
She giggled like a teenage girl, I rolled my eyes, feeling sick and tired of it all. " Thanks a lot sweetheart. I had a fantastic time. You're the best man that I've ever met. I can't remember the last time I've ever been soo satisfied."
" Speaking of satisfaction, how about you transferring my balance?"
She stroked the hair on my chest. " You are such an impatient boy aren't you? Alright," she took her phone from the bedside table. I watched her from the corner of my eyes as she pressed some buttons.
Beep, beep!
I received an alert. Unlocking my phone, I regarded it with a smile. #250,000. A nice payment for a night job.
" Happy now?" She asked, switching off her phone.
" Awww, thanks Soo much baby, you're the best lover in the world," I kissed her.
She held me tight and slipped her hands between my two thighs, gripping the flesh hanging over it. " Show a little appreciation, darling."
It took me an hour to give her another body explosive orgasm. That would be our third round tonight. I was finally glad it was over.
Mrs Perkin was a bank manager and one of my most frequent customers. She's married with four grown up kids. Her husband was a big business man but he was what Mrs Perkin called " a disgrace to manhood." She claims he has a tick tacky green beans. Well, that's what she calls it. I met her months ago at my favorite bar around town. She had met my boss, SPENDING, saying she was looking for a young man who can make her feel like a woman.
SPENDING had hooked me up with her and ever since our first night together, I had been her one and only lover.
My name is Kevin. Cute name, I Know but that's the sort of name that attracts women to me like a magnet. When asked what I do for a living, I'd say I render services to rich women, whether married or single so long as money was involved. I took pride in my job and I do it like a pro. If you ain't talking money then I got no business hanging out with you. Broke girls are not my type no matter how pretty or sexually packaged you are. Who wants a broke girlfriend when you can earn up to #300,000 a night with high ranking women, senators wives, business women and housewives worth millions?
That's the kind of life I've been living and I've been at it for the past eight years. Eight crazy years with different women. In a year, I sleep with not less than five hundred women, multiply all of that up by eight years, it's gonna amount to 4000 women.
Crazy but it's true. And I have no regrets at all. Believe me, I love my job.
By twelve midnight, Mrs Perkin was gone, leaving me lying all alone in our love nest. I put a call across to SPENDING. He picked my call immediately as if he'd been waiting for it a long time ago.
" SPENDING, I'm done for tonight. I'll be heading home now. Should I do you a transfer for your cut or maybe later."
SPENDING always gets a cut from every profit I made per woman. He was one of the big boys in the business with a book of all the richest women in the country, as long as the book of Psalms. He runs the business with hundreds of boys doing all the works for him. Most of these boys had retired letting in new blood to take over. I've been with him for eight years now and he thinks highly of me.
" Why don't you come around to my house, kid," he said through the phone. " I've got a new job for you. Something big."
I sighed. " Something big? SPENDING, I'm really worked up tonight. Can't we see in the morning? It's past midnight."
" It has to be tonight, my friend. This just came in earlier this evening. I need you here, right now in the next thirty minutes."
SPENDING has never sounded soo urgent in his life. If it was something big it meant more money.
Getting out of the bed, I took a long shower to get rid of the sweats of love making. In ten minutes, I was leaving the hotel and heading straight to my car. That's right, my flashy new Camry ride, given to me as a birthday present from one of my mommies.
Who says my job doesn't pay?
That's why I don't date broke girls. A regular girl would never be generous enough to get me a car.
If it's not “send me 2k” it's would be “send me card.” Typical broke girls
Relaxing on my seat, I turned on the volume of the music really loud. When I'm driving, I loved to loud up my boom speakers be it day or night. It's a lifestyle I learnt from SPENDING.
" Don't be too pushy but always let the world knows that you're around," SPENDING would always say.
In a matter of minutes, I arrived at this expensive estate where SPENDING's house stood out clearly. I parked my car and stepped out gingerly, walking like a boss just the way SPENDING had taught me to.
He was upstairs drinking and chatting with the boys, Jason and Mike. These two guys were SPENDING's eyes and ears to every nook and cranny here in Abuja and in every part of the country. They are among the big boys. Jason was in his late thirties and was the owner of a hotel. Mike was SPENDING'S personal manager who handles our dating sites and all.
" My men, what's up?" I shooked hands with everyone and fell down tiredly the couch.
Jason eyed my tired looks and he smiled. " How many rounds you do today, Kelvin?"
I looked up at him. " Three rounds. It's not been easy for me these days you know. Mrs Perkin is always on my neck and I still got Mrs Jonathan and senator Sanju's wife to worry about at the end of the week."
Everyone laughed except SPENDING. He was busy pouring more wine to bother with what we were saying. SPENDING was a plumpy man turning fifty next month. He was my boss and the sole owner of the business. It was said, in his earliest years as a young man, he'd went to bed with the most richest women in the country. He's made an unbreakable record of sleeping with a thousand women in a year. That's an unbreakable record in the business. But now he's retired and settled down to manage his investments.
" That's what you signed up for kid," Mike said. " You're a professional so you don't need us to tell you how to do your job."
" Speaking of job," SPENDING cut in. " I've got something hot for you, Kelvin. Something big."
Stretching out my worn out body on the couch, I waited. " How big? You've got someone new for me? If that's it, I don't think this is the right time. I've got a lot of women to worry about this year. I can't add another person to my list."
SPENDING toyed with his tumbler of wine. " How would you like to date a billionairess for a change?"
I sat up immediately, the way you sit up when a soldier bark at you. A billionaires? That's a big one and the first I've ever heard of since I began working for him. " A billionairess, you say," I licked my lips. " Are you for real?" SPENDING nodded. " She's not just any billionairess, she deals with dollars not our currency." " Wow, a white woman," I was excited. " Does this means I get to join the boys abroad?" He wrinkled his nose at me. " You're not joining the boys abroad. I told you before, we operate in small scale over there. And point of correction, she's not a white woman, she's a Nigerian widow. Her husband died a year ago and left her all his wealth. She's one of the richest women in the country presently. You might've heard of Mrs Johnson Aisha."
He saw me and waved to me. I was on two thoughts whether to go over and meet him or make a run for it. At the end, I found myself approaching him. " You, Kelvin?" He asked with a coarse blood chilling voice. I nodded. " Yes. Who are you?" " The name is Hank, come with me," he answered and began walking away with my suitcase. If he hadn't been wearing that fancy suit, I wouldn't had followed him. There was something dangerous about that man. I began to get shaky again. We walked out together to the parking lot where a black Limousin was waiting for me. Like for real? A Limousin! A whole limo just for me?
I opened my mouth to say something but she interrupted me. " Kelvin, Mrs Johnson is a respectable woman of high social standing. She's not interested in a sex scandal with just any stranger. She has taste and class for everything she wants and does. You are going to start thinking above sex and focus on what would make her happy " I don't get it," I shifted closer to her. " If it's not about sex then why was I called here?" Doris leaned back on her seat and drummed her fingers on the desk. " Mrs Johnson wants a boyfriend. You see, her husband, Mr Johnson, died a very mysterious death a couple of years ago. No one knows how or where his corpse was but then you have it. She claimed his wealth and everything he left to her in his will. Mrs Johnson was devastated by her husband's mysterious death and she'd kep
I was being led upstairs by Doris to the studies. Someone was playing a grand piano Inside and I had a crazy feeling Mrs Johnson was playing. "And now," Doris said, turning to meet my eyes. " Time for you to meet Mrs Johnson Aisha. And she opened the door. I wandered into the room and saw a maid standing beside a young woman. The young woman was playing the piano with soo much flourish and spirit that it gave the room life and brightness. I wandered around her as Doris walked towards her, clapping her hands. " Mrs. Johnson, your guest have arrived." Instantly, she stopped playing I waited for a while, watching as Mrs Johnson's maid helped to turn around to face me. My heart froze and my face turned into
Doris was waiting for me in the Limousin when I came down from the steps. Hank opened the door to let me in. I ignored the gruffy groan that boiled in his throat and got inside the Limo. Doris was busy with her iPad. She seemed to be making arrangements with contacts for whatsoever it was she was doing. " So," I asked, relaxing like a king. " Where are we going?" " You will know when we get there," she replied curtly without giving me another glance. I frowned, not liking the way she just spoke to me. The limo sounded and was moving out of the big mansion. I was Soo excited about this outing and I couldn't tell why. Maybe it's because I was goin
Hold the phone! Did she just..... Did she just called me a street rat? How dare she? Who does she thinks she is? Doris just stepped on the Lions tail. I'm going to pay her back for thisFinally we arrived home and I went to my room to get dressed and prepared for dinner tonight with Mrs Johnson. I wasn't looking forward to dinner but I knew I had to do it if I was to pull this deal off I can barely imagine it. $500,000 dollars just for doing Soo little as dating a bony young billionairess. I began imagining what I can do with such a big sum. My room had a luxurious jacuzzi tub that blew my mind. I spent an hour relaxing over the warm steaming water that sank my entire body in. It was the first time I've ever enjoyed a Jacuzzi. When I got out of the bathroom, I received a te
The telephone blared loudly that it shooked me. I took it and spoke. " Yes?" It was Doris. " Mrs Johnson's company manager would like to see you at the Star light restaurant this afternoon before your dinner with her." I screwed up my eyes. " See me? What for?" " You are meeting him by 3:39.pm. He sticks by his time so you will have to be punctual," she said instead of answering my question. I grip the receiver tightly as I stared blankly at the ocean outside my room. " Where is this starlight restaurant?" " It's a popular restaurant around banana island. Hank is coming with you." I didn't want that ape called Hank being all over me in town so I responded sharply. " I'm not taking Hank with me, got that?" " And why? We are to keep sight of you at all times and besides, we thought it might be reasonable if you had a guard." " I don't need a guard," I growled. " I can take good care of myself. And speaking of keeping sight of me at all t
He studied my clothes, my rings and my necklace and he smiled. " You are really getting a big bang out of this contract aren't you?" I crossed my legs, feeling relaxed like a boss. " Yeah, I'm loving it. Thank you." He cleared his throat. " My apologies, how rude of me. I forgot to place your orders to the waiter. What would you take?" My eyes wandered to the married rich women sex eyeing me and I grinned. Well, what do you know, I'm Soo irresistible. But unfortunately I'm way past them for now. I've got a contract to finish first. I returned my eyes back to Austin. I noticed he was taking coffee and reading the newspapers so I decided to play along with his taste. " Just get me coffee. I've eaten lunch." He seemed impressed and he snapped his fingers. Like magic, a waiter appeared from nowhere. " Get this gentleman here, your best coffee and make it snappy." " Yes sir," and the waiter took off as if fired from a gun. " So," Austin crossed hi