Tease (Tease 1)

“Friends, my ass,” Beth giggled. “This is great! Coop has a girlfriend,” she sang, waving her hands around like a two-year-old hyped up on sugar.

“Shhhh! I don’t have a fucking girlfriend,” I growled, embarrassed.

“But you wish she w

as, don’t you?” Beth raised her eyebrows.

I shook my head, even though there was no point denying it. “It doesn’t matter, ‘cause it’s never going to happen,” I replied. “I’m an escort. How do I work that into the conversation?”

“Tel her how you feel. If she feels the same way, you never know, she might be understanding.”

I stared at Beth like she’d grown a second head. “Understanding? If she were the escort, and I was in love with her I sure as hell wouldn’t be understanding about her fucking other men.”

“You love her?” Beth looked at me like she would a little puppy.

“I didn’t say that,” I grumbled. I had convinced myself I didn’t know her well enough to be falling in love with her. Three years, twelve years ago hardly counts, right? Besides, Mia had made it pretty clear she wasn’t ready for anything serious.

“Coop. If you like her, you gotta tell her. If it came down to doing this, or falling in love, you’re telling me you’d stick with this?” she looked at me skeptically.

“It’s not that easy, Beth. I can’t give this job up, because this is what pays for Mom’s treatment. How can I do that to my own mother?”

Beth was quiet for a moment as she processed what I’d told her. Finally, she nodded. “I get that, Coop. If I was in your situation, I’d do whatever I could to help my mom.” She sighed and shook her head. “This sucks.”

I chuckled. “That it does. But it could be worse. I could have Entertainment Tonight reporting I’m bi-curious.”

“Seriously? Where the fuck do they get their info?” Beth groaned.

“Well obviously they make it up,” I smirked, standing up. “Anyway, I have to go. Duty calls.” She waved me off as I walked to the exit.

Chapter Fifteen

I felt surprisingly calm as I approached the penthouse on the twentieth floor for the second time in ten days. I thought back to the last time I’d been there and wondered what they had in store for me. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t the slightest bit turned on at the idea of Ben sucking my cock again.

I approached the room and rapped gently on the door. The door opened. Brittany stood there, smiling at me. Holy fuck. She looked unbelievable in what appeared to be a private schoolgirl uniform, complete with knee-high socks and a plaid skirt so short it could pass as a belt.

“Hello,” I murmured softly, my gaze moving slowly over her body.

“Come in.” She grinned, stepping aside.

I saw Ben sitting casually on the end of the bed. I turned my attention back to Brittany.

She moved over to me, her lips curving into a smile. “It’s nice to see you again, Coop. We both missed you.”

“Really? How much did you miss me?” I whispered as my fingers ran along the inside of her thigh. She gasped and threw her head back, her knees almost buckling at my touch. I leaned in and kissed her, well aware that Ben’s eyes were on us. My lips touched hers as my fingers continued to explore her inner thigh. She moaned softly.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ben move toward us. “So what’s this?” I flicked her little skirt.

“There’s only one fantasy more erotic than being fucked by a teacher.” She smiled wickedly. “And that’s being fucked by two.”

Ben moved around behind, slowly massaging her breasts over her flimsy white shirt.

“Do you know why you’re in detention, Brittany?” He rasped as his tongue ran past her ear. He slapped her ass. Hard.

Fuck, I was getting hard just watching these two.

“Yes, sir, I was talking in class,” she replied innocently, her blue eyes wide.

“And you need to be taught a lesson in manners, don’t you?” Ben pushed her toward me. “Tell Mr. Cooper you’re sorry for interrupting his class.”