All of Her Men (19 page)

My fingers swiveled more furiously over my clitoris and I released the tiniest little whimper at the thought of killing Bill as a wave of orgasms pushed thro
ugh me and thrashed inside of me. My heavy breathing was the only sound to be heard in the empty white sauna until someone opened the door.

I heard the slosh of flips flops but I didn’t move. I lay there motionlessly still recuperating from the vicious thralls of orgasms.  “Hello?” I instantly recognized the voice as Olivia’s and I
fixed myself into a seated position.

“Hey,” I whispered. I hadn’t meant to whisper but it was all that came out.

“Jo, what the fuck? You been in here for half an hour. Did you fall asleep?

“Yeah,” I croaked. I got up and walked past her and back out into the lounge area.

I dropped my used towels on the floor carelessly and stepped into the shower stall by our little nook. I felt the cool splash of water over my head and I stood there for a few seconds enjoying the water as it trickled down over me. It washed away all of the sweat and cooled down my over-heated body. I slowly dried off and then wrapped a towel around my head. I sat down at our table and almost didn’t notice Olivia sitting right across from me with curious eyes. I stole a glance in her direction and I assumed she was annoyed at something or other. I couldn’t care less at the moment. I was enjoying myself and I wouldn’t allow her to spoil it.

I took a piece of bread off
the table and slathered a bit of butter on its side and asked, “What? Why are you staring at me like that?” I asked in irritation.
She didn’t answer and so I looked up to look at her. Only she wasn’t looking at me. She was looking through me. I turned my head to see what she was looking at and then I understood. There they were. Two young men sat a few tables away, eating food while their shorts still dripped with water. 

I turned back around to face Olivia and without her saying a word I simply said, “No.”

“Oh come on Jo. Let’s just go on over and talk to them,” she begged.

“No,” I said again. I knew how this would play out. We would go over there and then they’d figure out sooner or later that she was what she was and then they’d assume I was too. To me, there was nothing more offensive than a man believing you were available for paid sexual favors.

“For what, Liv? For what? What good is going to come from us talking to those guys?” I asked. I looked over to their table once more just to get a second glimpse. They were both pale white, incredibly skinny with horribly acne-scarred faces.

“Those guys are hideous,” I added. “What the fuck do you want with th
em?”

“Exactly,” said Olivia. “They’re fucking disgusting. Which is why after we go over there, they’ll offer to buy us drinks and after a while we’ll all get drunk and they’ll decide to pay for everything and we walk away without having to pa
y for a thing.”

“Yeah, but in order to do that, we’ll have to go over there and talk to them for more than just a little while…I came here to have a good time not give someone else a good time.”

“For God’s sake Jo! No one can ever make you do anything you don’t want to do,” said Olivia. “Look, there are two of them. There are two of us….”

Olivia stopped talking for a moment to
allow it all to sink in. I didn’t care. I was not in the mood to play pleasant accomplice to Olivia’s antics today. Not today.

“You know if I go over there alone, they’re just gunna ask why my friend is sitting here all alone and they’ll end up sending a drink your way anyway.”

“Yeah and you’ll come over here and drink it,” I snapped giving her a vicious stare.

“Fine.
Have it your way. Do whatever the fuck you want,” she said as she got up and fixed her bikini. She perked up her breasts in her bikini top and swayed her hips suggestively as she made her way over to their table.

As she introduced herself to the men, boys really, I finished off my tea and walked back over to the bar for more. Just as I was walking past them, Olivia called over to me. I turned in their direction awkwardly and said, “Hello,”

“Jolene, our new friends here are inviting us into their private sauna. I thought you’d like to join us.”

“No thanks
. I’m gunna go get some more tea. I’m thirsty.”

“Uh, you could have the tea delivered to our sauna,” said the taller pimply faced boy.

“Yeah,” Olivia encouraged him. “Don’t you want to see the private saunas at least? I’ve never seen them, have you?”

“No, I
can’t say I have,” I replied. I didn’t want to be rude. Olivia knew that and was taking advantage.

“Y
eah, I guess...” I said flatly.

As soon as the words left my lips their chairs squeaked against the wet tiled floor and the three of them rose from their seats. Apparently, they
were anxious to get Olivia and me in there alone with them. The lust oozed from their disgusting faces and I could already see the shorter boy’s shorts rise a bit at his groin. They were fucking pitiful. And I felt just as pitiful as they led the way toward a door with a sign that read PRIVATE GUESTS and I followed.

Chapter 24

The boys led us to what appeared to be a condensed version of the public saunas. They gave us a short tour of the area. It was complete with a small sauna just big enough for a few people and a Jacuzzi, shower, and even a decent sized pool. There was even a small fire place in a small lounge area. It was actually pretty cool once I got over the fact that I really did not want to be here.

“Excuse me,” I said towards
the boys. “I need to use the restroom, how do I get back to the main lounge?”

“
It’s right there to your left,” the tall one said. “See, you don’t even have to go back out there,” he grinned.

“
Oh how wonderful,” I said sarcastically. “I’m so sorry. I forgot to ask you what your name is” I said hoping my disappointment didn’t completely show through.

“Oh. I’m Riley,” he said
happily. “My friend is Trent,” he patted his friend on the back.

“Hi,” he said shyly.

I smiled politely so as to not offend. But their gawky smiles repulsed me. It took a considerable amount of effort to prevent my gag reflex from kicking in. I locked the door behind me quickly and washed my hands furiously under the steaming hot water. Olivia had once again, shoved me into a shitty situation and I seethed with anger. I continued to pump more and more soap. My hands lathered profusely under the steaming water. I stared at my own reflection in the mirror.

I
watched as my own anger flared through my nostrils. I abhorred being in a place I didn’t want to be in with people that I did not want to be with. Olivia was testing both my patience and my friendship. And now I was about to test hers.

“Olivia!” I called out from the bathroom.

She didn’t come running as I had hoped she would so I poked my head out of the door and yelled once more, “Olivia!”

“What?” she yelled back from one of the rooms but I still couldn’t see her.

“Could you come help me with my bikini? I’m having a hard time tying it up in the back…”

Sure enough, Olivia came quickly into the bathroom and shut the door behind her.

“There’s nothing wrong with your bikini!” she said indignantly.

“Shut up,” I said as I turned
on the faucet as high as it would go.  I’d hoped it would drown out the sounds of our voices. I didn’t want the two outside to listen in on the conversation.

“What the fuck man?” Olivia said.

“What the fuck man? Really? You make me come here and you’re complaining. Just shut up. Ok?”

She silently nod
ded her head with a look of concern on her face.

“Look, these guys are gunna wanna fuck after a while. You know tha
t right?” I asked her. I grabbed onto her shoulder tightly.

“I’m not into them. And I know you’re not into them, am I right?”

“So what, they got moolah baby. If they could afford this private suite they got the dough man.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. She had completely lost her standard
s. Both in men and in life. I stared back at her completely astonished.

“Ok I’m not fucking them. It’s just not happening. But I have an idea
on how we fuck with them for a little bit. But if we leave now they’ll just think we were a couple of teases chickening out. Follow my lead,” I said. I gave her a stern pat on the back and turned off the running faucet.

“
Alright Jo. Whatever you say.”

We found them sitting on the ledge of the smoky hot tub excitedly awaiting our arrival. Th
ey smiled as we ourselves tip –toed in to join them. I picked the taller kid who was just slightly less scrawny than his side kick Trent.

“What took so long?” asked Trent.

Olivia opened her mouth to say something before I abruptly interrupted.

“The damn strap to my bikini top kept coming und
one. I needed Liv to help tighten it up for me,” I gave them a flirty grin. I couldn’t trust Olivia and whatever might come out of her mouth. She needed to sit there and look sexy as I maneuvered our way out of having sex with these douches. I grimaced at the thought. “Are you ok?” asked Riley. “You looked like you were gagging.”

Quickly regaining control
of my gag reflex, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

I stood up and allowed him to take in the full view of my body as I took my time lowering myself into the water. “Liv, the water
feels so good. Come sit with me,” I suggested. I eyed her as she teetered on over wondering what I had planned.

“
Come on in boys.” I raised both arms inviting them in.

“So where you guys from?” asked Trent.

“Jersey,” I replied. “Liv’s from Jersey too, you?”
”Russia. We both came to this country when we were children,” Riley said.

“I hear Russia’s lovely,” I commented.

“Not as lovely as you,” said Riley as he took a seat near me at the edge of the hot tub. It was just big enough for a few people. It was meant for intimate gatherings and this seemed to me like it would become an intimate gathering sooner or later.

“Thank you,” I smiled. His
attempt at flattery left something to be desired. Of course, that wasn’t atypical of a man his age.

An awkward silence loomed over us. The boys were shy and Olivia wanted to get the show on the road. I, on the other hand was not looking forward to what I
knew would happen. I wanted out. I was losing my appetite for Russian bath houses and so I decided to get it over with and set the wheels in motion.

I looked over at Olivia and arched my eyebrows. Her eyes met mine in understanding. She
’d follow my lead. She was good for at least that much. I inched on over to Riley, “You know Riley, my shoulders are a little tense. Would you mind rubbing my shoulders for me?” I didn’t wait for a reply before moving and taking a seat in front of his groin. His skinny little dick was hard already.

“Sure,” he choked out
nervously. He began to slowly move his hands onto my shoulders and his thumbs kneaded into my tense shoulder muscles. I felt the slightest quiver in his hands. Poor thing. He probably hadn’t touched a woman in months, maybe longer. His nerves were getting the best of him. For a second, it was just a measly second, but still. I actually felt bad for the kid. He’d opened Pandora’s Box and now he would get what he asked for. Well, perhaps not exactly what he had asked for.

Olivia began to mirror my behavior and whispered to Trent tha
t she too, would enjoy a massage. Trent’s eyes practically bulged out of their sockets as she sat directly in front of him waiting for him to begin. He hesitated and looked over at Riley and me as I pretended to enjoy his soft caresses on my back. His courage seemed to have grown instantaneously. He didn’t hesitate like Riley and his hands began to wander around over Olivia with much more liberty than Riley was taking on me. For that, I was never more thankful to be in my position rather than Olivia’s.

I slowly
lowered my head back to rest between his face and his right shoulder as he continued to massage my arms dutifully. I pretended to close my eyes in a moment of pleasure. His head lowered into mine and he moved his wet hands over my breasts and that’s when I knew he was ready. I allowed him another gentle squeeze and then politely disengaged myself from his trembling fingers and hands. I moved slowly through the water over to Olivia and pulled her gently from Trent’s grasp.

The look on poor Trent’s face made me want to laugh hysterically
but I willed myself to ignore his pout. He looked like a child whose favorite toy had just been rudely torn from his defenseless fingers. Oh well. He wouldn’t be getting any sympathy from me.

I led
Olivia over to the edge of the hot tub. I closed my eyes and gently leaned in to kiss her lips knowing the boys would now be watching our every move in lustful despair. I swiveled my tongue over her pink lips and locked her into a full embrace. To my surprise, Olivia kissed me back. She was a much better actress than I had anticipated.