Mr. CEO(66)

I reach over to the little cubbyhole built into the wall of the limo, and pop the cover, taking out the contents within. Pops has his own favorites, specifically Colombian in nature, and I've had to be careful not to mix his shit with what I like. No way am I getting hooked on f*cking coke.

But Special K and X? Ground up and sucked through a Benjamin into the nose, it'll brighten up any day. Best of all, it doesn't create physical dependency. I want it, but I don't need it. It's a small difference, but one that's important to me.

I get four bumps prepped, but I'm saving them for when I pick up some honeys. I leave them on the black glass topper I prefer for party time as Mike pulls around to the Watering Hole. It's not an actual business, it's just what we call this place near UNO where girls who are looking to party all hang out. Some of the girls are pros, or close enough to it. But a lot of them are just sluts, college girls, or girls from the city looking to walk on the wild side a bit.

The car stops and I get out. The sun's just starting to go down in the distance, but I don't have time to admire it even though this is my favorite time of day in New Orleans. There's still enough light to see the girls, and I catch sight of a new face that has my jaw on the floor. She’s rocking shorter heels than what I'm used to seeing on the girls out here, but she looks like she's close to my height in them. Maybe even level with my height, and I'm six-foot-two. And her body... holy damn. Looking at that ass... my cock's twitching already, and I don't even know her name.

She's got a hot body, but a heavenly face. It gives her that sort of fallen angel look I've always had a thing for. She has long hair, but what really catches my eye is the color. It's the same shade as mine, a blonde color that's so light it's nearly white. It really makes her stand out from the typical brunettes I see here in New Orleans and gives her an almost exotic look.

“Well hello,” I say as I approach. Some other girls, regulars that I've partied with before come over too, but I only have eyes for the new girl. I'm trying hard not to adjust my cock in my pants already. Jesus, even her eyes are sexy. They're a pale light blue, unlike any other eyes I've ever seen before, except for one pair a decade ago. “I'm Jackson.”

“I'm Kitty,” the girl says, giving me a naughty smile. “Nice car,” she says admiringly.

“It is,” I reply confidently. “Think you might want to take a ride, join me for a party?”

Kitty looks over the limo, giving me a measured look, then nods. “Okay, big boy. My, are you into weightlifting or something? You're built like a comic book character. Sure your name isn't Bruce Wayne?”

“Nope, just Jackson,” I reply, smiling. Chick knows her comic books, or at least her comic book movies. I can get with that. “How much?”

“I'm just looking for a good time,” Kitty says. “If you're feeling generous though, I bet some of these other girls would love to join us. What sort of party is it, anyway?”

“Black tie. You're dressed perfectly for it,” I say as I look over the other choices. “Okay, you... you... and you.”

The five of us get into the limo, and Mike pulls away. I pull out some cash and lay it on the seat beside me. All the girls except for Kitty are all over it immediately. Whatever... at least I know Kitty meant it when she said she was just looking for a good time.

She's practically eye f*cking me as she leans back on the side seat. She turns a little, and it really showcases both her long legs and her tits. Damn do they look delicious. “So, Jack... did you say a black tie party? And is there going to be any fun at this party?” I know what she's getting at, and I grin. So maybe she doesn't want money, but she's definitely looking to score.

“We can have some fun beforehand, a little... preview if you like,” I say, gesturing to the black glass. “A little K-X mix if you're into that.”

“I think I'll wait a little bit. I know K can hit quick,” she says as she slides over next to me. Her hand's resting on my thigh, and she's pushing that hard body of hers against my arm. My cock's already fully hard for her. I can see the other girls getting mad as they scowl, but there's plenty of me to go around. Before I can say something though, Kitty touches my face, and I swear it sends a jolt of electricity straight to my cock as I stare into her eyes. “Hey, lover... I'm over here,” she says.

“Well, if he's gonna f*ck her, at least we can have some party favors,” one of the other girls says scornfully. She reaches for the black mirror, but Kitty takes her finger off my face, and suddenly I'm free of her spell. My full attention is on the other three girls, and I'm pissed off.

“Stop. Mike! Pull over!”

Mike stops the car, and like I said, I'm pissed, staring at these wastes of my f*cking time. “Take the money and get out,” I growl, throwing the cash at them. “Easy dough, right?”

The girls grumble, but they've partied with me before, and they know I’m not playing around. They take the money and get out, and I notice we're near the Superdome. Mike knows that after I stop by the Watering Hole, I always need a little time to decide what comes next.

The last one slams the door in a huff, but I don't give a f*ck. Kitty's already straddling my lap. Her dress rides up as she begins massaging my shoulders and chest while she kisses my neck. I don't know what's so different about her, but my body's on fire. I've never been this hot before so quickly. She's got me trembling, ready to pop already, and as she grinds on my lap, I can't help the whimpers coming out of my mouth.