Chapter 17: I'm Going to Tell the Manager

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"I've got a white dress, I could wear that one."

"No, baby. You're fair-skinned. If you wear white on stage, you will look like a ghost."

I change my position and lay down on my stomach, crossing my arms beneath my head. The sun has heated up the sand and I can feel it warming my towel.

I turn my head to look at Judy who is lying next to me in a swimsuit, investigating her natural beauty. "Some jewel tones would be better, maybe emerald or ruby?"

She sighs. "I really didn't bring enough clothes, I will have to spend my first cheque on dresses completely." "Maybe I should take you shopping then, the boutiques here are really nice. Or maybe in the next town, I've heard the bus ride only takes 15 minutes." Of course that's just a facade. Inside the hotel complex I'm powerful but in the outside world I'm a broke dead woman. But Judy doesn't have to know that.

She laughs, shaking her head. "You already invited me for brunch. And paid for drinks. Twice. Are you secretly a sugar mama?" "I am sugar, baby. But I don't mind splurging on you. If I can spoil you in more than just the physical sense, I would be very happy." I brush my fingers over her arm, feeling the soft sun-kissed skin.

"I would feel bad though." She bites her lips.

"Oh darling, don't. It's in my nature."

"Did you pamper your secretary as well?"

I grin cheekily. "Of course you remember that story. Actually, I didn't. Our relationship was purely physical." "Tell me more about it."

I roll my eyes with a smile. Of course Judy wants to hear all the details, her imagination is probably spinning dirty fantasies. Like a spider web full of dew.

"She was a really pretty girl, just turned 23 and had recently broken up with her longtime boyfriend when she started working at the company and with that for me. God, she was so snotty sometimes." Thinking about Heather makes me smile. I still remember her face and body perfectly.

"I had to whip her into shape first, teach her the right etiquette. I'm not a very lenient boss, not if you're lazy and careless."

Judy looks at me, raising her eyebrows.

"But once I was done and she was deadly scared of me, she was putty in my hands. I kept bombarding her with special requests and then one day, the task I had for her wasn't work-related, if you know what I mean. And guess what? This putative straight girl enjoyed it, so much so that from now on she kept begging me for attention. We would always stay until most colleagues had gone and fuck in my office or sometimes, when she couldn't wait that long, we did it in the copy room or on the toilet. She was like a brainless minion and it was a win-win situation for me. She did everything I asked her to and I had great sex for weeks straight."

"How did it end?" Judy is now looking away, obviously uncomfortable by my honesty but still too intrigued to let go.

"She got fired because she became unfocused and didn't get her things done. To be fair, that might have been my fault."

I really did reprogram Heather's brain until she was nothing but a needy doll. That hadn't been my intention, I just wanted to have some carefree fun and she let herself fall deeper than she should have.

"The fact that you still think and talk about her must mean that she was really great."

I chuckle. "Are you jealous?" I grab Judy's chin and turn her face to look at me. She does look at me. And not just at my face.

"Why would I be jealous? She is somewhere in New York and I'm here with you." Judy extends her hand to softly touch my naked shoulder. Then she slowly lets her fingers run down the curve of my spine until she reaches my ass. And back up again. I enjoy the touches, even as her fingers glide under my tight lycra bottoms. Her hand squeezes my cheek lightly, then it runs down my crack.

Groping a woman's butt on a public beach. This girl is becoming shameless.

I lazily grab the sunscreen bottle next to my head. "Baby, could you do me a favor and cream up my back? I feel like the sun is way too strong today and my skin is a bit sensitive."

Judy takes the bottle from me. "Of course. You're already too hot as it is, we don't want you to burn." I laugh. "Are you trying to flirt now?"

Judy sits up, looking down at me. "I don't know, is it working?" "Continue and find out."

She positions herself and sits down on my butt and in that moment I wish there weren't two layers of clothing separating us. She then goes to untie my bikini top and the straps glide down.

"You didn't have to do that, you know?" "But I can." I turn my head to face the ground and close my eyes.

I can hear Judy squirting the sun screen onto her hands and then she starts massaging my back with slow motions. By now I am sure that people must be staring at us and I hope it won't stop Judy from doing what she is doing because god, this is good. Massaging my shoulders and neck, I can feel how tension is slowly leaving my body.

"I actually took a course once for fun, together with a few friends. Let me know if it's working." As a response, I just sigh. "In the spa center you have to pay 70 quid for this." "And the masseuses aren't even half as cute as you." "Exactly."

She works her way to my lower back and puts a bit more pressure into it. "I would never want to work a job like this though. All the people you have to touch, it's gross. You're an exception." I smile into my towel. She lets her hands wander up again, then she leans down until she is almost lying on top of me. Her head is resting against mine.

"Isa?" "Hmm?" "I swear if there was no one here right now…" I wait for her to continue, Judy chuckles quietly. "I would continue right where we left off yesterday." "With your head between my legs?"

The memories of last night make me shiver. Oh, if only this beach was empty.

Judy sits up again, then she grabs the strings of my top to tie it back together. "Any other parts of your body that are too dry right now?" So naughty.

I just chuckle and sit up on my knees, fixing my bikini. "Thank you for being so attentive but I'd rather not fornicate in public."

I open my hair to tie a new bun, this one is already too messy.

Judy raises her eyebrows. "Fornicate?"

Suddenly I spot the yoga group a good fifty meters down the beach. Immediately, my mood drops. I have been dreading this.

I turn to Judy. "Hey baby, could you maybe get us something to drink? I'll have to talk to someone real quick." She looks perplexed but nods.

"What do you want?" "Anything will do." I lean over to kiss her. She immediately responds and grabs my bikini strings to pull me closer but I push her back a bit.

"Not now, darling. I'll be back in a minute."

I get up and brush the sand off my body. Then I start walking down the beach, catching any waking eye that notices me. I feel like they are staring but for the first time in forever, it doesn't feel good.

'Look at her. She is letting someone boss her around. What a sad, pitiful whore.' But if I want Parker to help me, I'll have to do one or two things for him as well. If it will benefit me in the end, I'm okay with sacrificing some of my pride. Right?

Kira doesn't notice me, only once I stand right next to her. She flinches, then she looks at me with wary eyes, probably thinking "not this bimbo again".

"Hi…uhm…Kira, right? We met a few days ago when I was in the wrong room." "Yeah, I remember. Found your suite by now?" She turns away, taking a sip from her water bottle and watching her group taking a break. What kind of manners are those? I suppress a huff.

"Yes, I'm here because Pa- Jordan sent me."

Suddenly all her attention lies on me again. "How do you know Jordan? Did you guys talk recently or…? Wait…" Her eyes turn into slits. She looks me up and down.

"You two fucked, didn't you?" "Wait what?"

Okay where did that come from? Why would I ever…ew!

"I knew it! The whole wrong floor excuse was so dumb, no one is this stupid. I interrupted him and you bitch and almost caught you in the act, didn't I?" Her voice becomes louder, so loud that now most of the people around us are staring. But what irritates me more are her words.

I take a step back and cross my arms. When I speak again, I decide to raise my voice as well, to return the favor. "No, we did not 'fuck'. Like I told you, I got lost so I guess I really am that 'stupid'."

When Kira realizes that she just insulted a guest, especially one living in one of the suites, her face goes pale.

She grabs my hand but I pull it back.

She lowers her voice. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean that. Really. I- Please don't tell my boss, okay?"

I raise my eyebrows and flick my tongue. "The last thing you can do is tell me what I should or shouldn't do." She stares at me frightened. Good. She better be.

"Anyway, I had forgotten my wallet in his room and he was kind enough to give it back to me. But then he suddenly got a phone call from his grandmother. She is in the hospital."

Kira's eyes widen. "No." "Yes. And he asked me to tell you that he'd be flying home for a few days so you would know and could tell his boss."

She nods quickly, the shock is filling her eyes. "Of course, yeah. Oh god, I feel so bad now. I thought he was avoiding me."

Normally I would use the opportunity to comfort and nurture but I'm fine with Kira feeling like shit.

"Well, he wasn't. Now excuse me, this 'stupid bitch' has to go."

I huff and turn around. "Wait, miss!" But I ignore Kira and just make my way back to my towel.

What an awful employee, this Kira girl. I should really talk to the manager, she would deserve it.

Judy, who is now sitting on a beach chair, waves a cup at me and as soon as I see her smile, the clouds in my mind fade. "You're a lifesaver." I grab the drink and take a big sip. Lemonade, thank god. I fall onto my towel.

"I need a hat, this sun is too much."

"Who were you talking to?" She looks at me curiously, I sigh. "Oh, just the yoga teacher. I was thinking about attending her classes but her attitude is nasty."

Judy looks over her shoulder, eyeing the group. "Kira? Yeah, she's a blonde dumb bimbo, just in brunette. So you do yoga?"

"No but I've always wanted to try. It seems so relaxing and I've also heard that it's good for the libido." I wink at Judy, she smiles slightly but blushes.

Groping my butt but still getting uncomfortable when I flirt with her. This girl is a bigger mystery than the Bermuda triangle and the DaVinci code combined.

But anyway, it's time for the second part of my mission.

"Judy…" "Yes?" I bite my lower lip and look at her. "I need to ask you for a favor. It's really important." I place my hands on her knees.

"Oh, what is it?" I sigh. "You told me you're friends with Brandon from the events team, right? Well...there's a small conference coming up in a few days and I need to attend it."

Judy looks confused. "Why? And what could I do about it?"

"You just need to ask Brandon to put a friend of yours on the list and come up with a fake name. It's extremely important."

Judy looks down at her hands. "I don't know, Isa. I'd love to help you with anything but that just sounds shady."

Still with my hands on her legs, I pull myself up so that I'm now kneeling in front of her.

"Please, baby. I really really have to be there. I will pay you back tenfold."

"How?"

I tilt my head, looking deep into her eyes. I lower my voice until it is a soft whisper. "If you do this little thing for me, I will do anything you tell me to for one night. You'll be in full control of me the whole time."

"I-" Judy swallows. "I don't want to take advantage of you."

"No, baby. You wouldn't. You deserve to be pleasured without any conditions. Let me be your lover and show you what kind of goddess you are."

Judy squirms in her seat. "The people are staring." I turn my head, no one is looking at us.

"Do you not want me to be yours?"

"I do but I can't jeopardize my job for sex."

I release her knees and slowly grab my bikini top. Judy is now watching me intensely, her eyes wandering to my hands.

I clench the fabric and whisper. "Judy…" She nervously starts to play with her fingers, unable to look away.

"D-do you mean tonight?"

I lean forward, pressing my chest against her skin. Then I grab her hands. "Any night you want, baby. Let me love you. Let me do anything I can to pleasure you."

She swallows. "I feel like I would disrespect you if I say yes, I like you for more than just...that."

"Judy...you would disrespect me if you were to say no." I get up, just so I can sit down on her lap and wrap my arms around her neck. Judy, with wide eyes, grabs my bikini top and fixes it, not wanting others to see something they aren't supposed to see.

I lean my cheek against hers, letting my breath glide over her neck. "You're so loving, baby. Let me love you too." I feel the goosebumps and decide to go one step further by moaning quietly.

Judy shivers, her hands are wandering around, not sure where to touch me.

I turn back to stare into her eyes, our noses are brushing against each other. "Baby, I want to please you so badly. In any way I can." I lick her lips.

Judy stays silent. Then she nods.

"I will talk to Brandon and see what I can do. But I can't promise anything."

A smile fills my face. "Thank you, baby. This means a lot to me. You won't regret it."

I kiss her, immediately pushing my tongue into her mouth. Judy seems to melt under my touch and I sigh happily, realizing that she can't resist me, no matter how hard she tries. But who could blame her?

Hopefully she knows how to be convincing. If Judy manages to get me into that conference, nothing can stop me. I will be one step closer to retribution. And one step closer to freedom.

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