The Unconventional Mistress

Ultra-thin girls and women with protruding hip bones, no breasts and a sullen look on their faces. They were probably hungry. For goodness sake Jonas when did you become such a cynic?

I wasn’t sure of the answer to that myself, I just knew I wanted out of there. I felt like I was suffocating and if I tugged at my neckline one more time I’m afraid I might garrote myself. I was giving serious thought to getting out of there and facing mom’s wrath later.

And then that song began. It was so unexpected it drew my notice. Mine and everyone else’s in the place it appeared. There was a sudden buzz in the room. It was the first time I picked my head up or looked away from my phone after taking my seat.

If the urban music wasn’t enough, the woman who came out from behind the curtain was nothing at all like I expected. Far from it! It wasn’t just the fact that she wasn’t waif thin, it was the attitude coming off her in waves.

No sulky sullen look for her. Her eyes and that little half smile she wore, added to the sassy sway of her hips when she walked was in direct contrast to the others that came before.

She has the most expressive face I’ve ever seen on anyone. And right now that face was saying ‘I don’t give a shit what any of you yahoos think.’

She walked to the edge of the platform in red death-defying heels and a black short silk robe that showed off her curves but kept the rest of her well hidden.

She stood there for a count of five, her eyes traveling over the crowd almost daringly and a hush fell over the room. As if its occupants were still coming to terms with what their eyes were seeing.

I would wager any bet that the Waldorf had never seen anything like this before. Neither have I for that matter if I were being honest.

When her hands went to the sash of her robe, my heart for some inexplicable reason, started beating along with the heavy bass in the music.

I found myself staring, transfixed, couldn’t look away. There were murmurs and whispers behind hands from the audience but my eyes, all of my attention was focused solely on her.

As if sensing my stare she turned her head my way. Our eyes met and held. I thought for sure she’d look away, no one is ever able to look me in the eye for too long before looking away.

Her hand worked the knot out of her robe’s sash and still, she held my gaze. When she bit into her lip with a sultry look I felt my cock come alive for the first time in a long long time.

And then she opened that robe and I went into free fall. She dropped the robe slowly off her shoulders to land at her feet before turning and giving the room a perfect view of her ass in the form hugging lace.

She looked over her shoulder at me with a sassy cock to her hip and puckered her lips before blowing me a kiss. She started walking again after picking up the robe, which was a show in itself. But this was no usual walk. She put her all into that swagger and it showed.

The room erupted when she reached halfway on the stage and did a little half turn before moving smoothly forward again. You could almost see the beat of the music in every step.

I clenched the arm of my chair and barely kept myself in my seat. Without giving too much thought to what I was about to do, I opened the program to see what else was ahead for the evening.

There was an auction coming up but I was pretty sure her name wasn’t on the list. Who I hadn’t already slept with among the names listed there, was an acquaintance of sorts.

I found the number I needed on the program and got up from my seat to make the call. Mom did say to bid on something.

Stephanie

“Whew, I’m glad that’s over.”

“Not so fast.” Charlie came bounding over to my side with her phone to her ear and that glint in her eye that she only gets when there’s money involved.

“Yes- yes, I understand, thank you.” She put the phone away and I thought she was going to snatch my chocolate again. So what I was stealing them, it’s not like these anorexic bitches were gonna eat them.

Plus it was the only form of payment I was getting this evening since I’d done this as a favor for a friend. Okay and I was showcasing my own designs.

“I’m taking the chocolate. Back off and no one will get hurt.”

“Oh who cares about the stupid chocolate, listen, I need another favor.” I was already shaking my head no before she could start her shit.