The Driver

[JustEl]

“Harem, that’s a funny way to describe the ladies of a top notch escort service.” Ella laughed. “You don’t have any idea who the clients are, do you, Michael? I’m talking about the elite. The movers and the shakers. The men and women who make this world go round.”

Ella headed out of the room, “You coming? I need a drink.” she said looking over her shoulder.

Making it to the bar, “Think I need a bit of Irish in me!” Ella said looking over the array of bottles before finding the Jameson whiskey.

Taking a glass, Ella put four cubes of ice in it and poured herself a drink. Before the ice even had a chance to chill the whiskey, she swallowed the shot.

“I’ve never been the one who picked and chose. I’m the one who just gives input. What was Tom thinking!” Ella’s voice rose as she poured another shot.

With the second shot downed, her Irish blood boiled, “What the fuck was he thinking!!!”

 

[BeachBum25]

"So, all of the girls that I have been driving around come from countries all over the world, and he goes around basically having beauty pageants to choose who his next whores are going to be? That is amazing." He looked at Ella with a confused look on his face.

"I knew I was driving hookers around, but I didn't realize that they were coming to the US from all over. Damn, I thought I knew what was going on. I feel really naive right now." He followed her out of the room and watched as she downed her first drink.

He could tell that she was upset about being asked to choose. "I am pretty sure that if you are choosing from the most beautiful and the best quality women in St. Maarten, that there is no way you can go wrong no matter who you pick." He paused for a second. "Want some company to drink with?"

 

[JustEl]

“What will you be having?” Ella asked, her hand gesturing over the array of liquor behind her.

Before Michael could tell Ella his choice, Rosa entered the room. “Ella there’s a few matters you need to finalize.” Rosa said.

“Make yourself a drink and I’ll join you in a few minutes, this shouldn’t take long.” Ella said as she moved from behind the bar and left the room.



“The ladies will be here in the morning, we’ll have a little meet and greet like always. Then they can get settled into their rooms. I’ve chosen several dresses for you and they’ll be delivered around noon. We’ve got the same group of men as last time and they’ll be arriving early evening. The chief has the cocktail hour covered. He said something about small plates and not a buffet, who knows with him. Let’s see, I think that’s it for now, except you need to call Mr. Donnelly, he called earlier.”

“Sounds like you’ve got it under control, Rosa. I hope Tom knows how lucky he is to have you.” Ella said. “Would you tell Michael I have to make a call before I join him for a drink.” she added as she went into Tom’s office.

Ella sat at the desk and dialed the all to familiar number. “Hey, Babe!” Ella’s voice subtle. “Yes.... Yes.... Everything has been taken care of. Rosa is on it. Yes, I know.... I will.... Oh, they are indeed a lovely group of ladies. Yes, I read the bio of each one, I just wished you were here! Yes, yes, promise.... Ok, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” Ella ended the call with a kiss.

Ella sat there thinking about tomorrow, “Well, at least I’ll have Michael by my side.....” she said to herself with a sigh.

Making her way back to the billiards room, Ella seeing Michael paused in the doorway. Michael leaning on the bar, sipping his drink looked so yummy she thought. Smiling she walked over to him.

“Hey, you!!! What did you go with?” Ella asked Michael as she took a seat next to him.

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael leaned on the bar as Ella exited the room. He wondered what the hell was going on. He knew that Donnelly was involved in prostitution; hell, he drove them to their “dates.” What he did not realize, however, was that Donnelly brought in women from all over the world to hook for him.

He walked around the bar and found a bottle of Patron. He set it on the bar with a glass and went back around the bar to where he had been standing. Leaning on the bar, he poured himself a shot and downed it quickly. “Might as well enjoy the time in the Caribbean,” he thought to himself.

He poured another shot and downed that one as well. Continuing to lean on the bar, he looked around the room. Yea, it must be nice to have money; you get all of the nice things....houses, cars, and then, thinking of Ella, women.

Michael turned as Ella reentered the room and asked him what he had chosen to drink. He reached over and grabbed the bottle of tequila and held it up to her. “Care to join me for one?”

 

[JustEl]

“You tryin’ to get me drunk? Think I’ll stick with the Jameson. I’ve never been good at mixing my alcohol.” Ella laughed as she rose from her seat.

“Stay there, I’ll pour you one.” Michael said placing his hand on her shoulder, gently applying pressure downward.

“Such a gentleman!” Ella said with a smile and sat back down.

Ella watched Michael’s muscles flex and stretch under his fitted tee as he made her drink. Every move flowing into the other. Her elbow rested on the bar with her thumb pressed into her jaw line steadying her hand as her ring finger traced over her lips. She couldn’t help but notice just how sexy he was.

Not removing her finger from her lower lip, “Nice, you noticed the four cubes of ice.” Ella couldn’t help but smile.

Michael grabbed a cocktail napkin and placed Ella’s drink down in front of her. Next he walked back around the bar, this time taking the seat next to her. “Cheers!” he said holding his glass up.

Returning the cheers, Ella downed her whiskey. “Why don’t we grab our bottles and go enjoy the night air.” she said leaning over the bar and pushing the whiskey bottle to Michael.

As Michael took the bottles in hand, Ella walked towards the pool. Placing her glass on a table near the pool, she walked to the edge. Slipping off her braided leather flip flop, she dipped her left foot into the water.

“Why don’t you pour us another, think I’m gonna take a swim.” Ella said turning her head to look back at Michael.

With her back to him, Ella stepped out of the other shoe, shimmied the little lavender slip dress up and over her head. Her auburn hair fell haphazard over her bare back as the dress dropped to the ground. Bending over she slid her deep purple lace panties off and placed them on top of the dress.

Diving in, Ella surfaced mid pool then swam back over to Michael. “Why don’t you fix us another and join me?” Ella repeated. “The water is wonderful! You’re off duty, aren’t you, I know I am!” Ella laughed as her crossed arms held her in place at the edge of the pool.

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael grabbed the two bottles and his glass and followed Ella out to the patio. He couldn't keep his eyes from wandering. He focused on her ass, which her lavender dress was certainly showing off; it fit her like a glove.

As he set the bottles down, he heard her say she was going for a swim and then he saw her remove her dress. Suddenly he was starting to regret his decision to have a drink with her. If somebody talked, he would be dead, and everyone here worked for Donnelly.

When she removed her panties, he knew he was in trouble. He wasn't sure how he was going to be in trouble, but he knew he was in trouble. Despite that, he couldn't take his eyes off of her ass. While he watched her, he was certain he saw her wiggle it for him.

Michael downed his third shot of tequila as she dove into the pool. As she swam back toward him he was pouring his fourth. He poured her a drink and watched as she leaned on the edge of the pool, her wonderful body visible to him in the perfectly clear water of the lighted pool.

"Thank you for the offer Ella. Yes, I am off duty, but....." He paused as he tried to think of the right thing to say. Talking with women was never hard for Michael to do, but now he was talking to his boss' main squeeze, and, oh by the way, she was naked and asking him to join her in the pool. "I don't have a swimsuit, and I think it would be inappropriate for me to be in there with you. I am pretty sure Mr. Donnelly would be pretty pissed off to find out I was in the pool with you and you were naked."

 

[JustEl]

“Then Tom better not find out.” Ella laughed, “We wouldn’t want him pissed, now would we?” Ella paused. “Well, if you’re not going to take a swim, at least you could hand me my drink.” she said batting her big brown eyes as she looked up at Michael.

Ella held her left hand up waiting for Michael to bring her drink. Holding the drink down it was just out of Ella’s reach. “What you want a better look at my tits? Expecting me to rise a bit out of the water, are you? Come on, Michael lean down some! Ella laughed, “Pretty please!”

Michael cautiously bent down, bringing Ella’s drink within her grasp. Her hand quickly bypassed the glass and went straight for his wrist. Catching Michael off guard, Ella easily pulled him into the pool.

“Told you the water was wonderful.” Ella wickedly snickered, splashing water towards Michael. Her body now bobbing in the pool as her feet and arms kept her afloat.

 

[BeachBum25]

Before he realized what she was up to, it was too late. Ella's drink went in the pool first, followed closely by Michael. He went into the water head first and dove down to the bottom of the pool. He didn't care that his clothes were wet; after all, Donnelly had paid for them.

When Michael came back to the surface, he looked over at Ella treading water. "I bet you are proud of yourself, aren't you," he smiled at her. He reached down and took off his shoes and tossed them up onto the deck of the pool, followed shortly thereafter by his fitted t-shirt.

Treading water, he moved to the far side of the pool from Ella. "You were absolutely correct; the water is perfect. A nice dip in the pool is the perfect way to end the day. I guess when I go out to buy more clothes, I will have to remember to get a bathing suit."

As he stayed close to the edge, Michael took off his pants and placed them up on the side of the pool. Now, in just his boxerbriefs, Michael dived down under the water again. He swam across the pool, going underneath Ella, before touching the wall and pushing off back to where he began. During his little swim, he took very careful notice of Ella's incredible body.

 

[JustEl]

“Kinda, it was so worth it watching you plunge into the pool!” Ella laughed still treading water, “You should of seen your face!”

Ella studied Michael, seeing if he was ticked or not. His smile told her he wasn’t. “I can’t believe you didn’t think to buy trunks, but you really don’t need them here.” she added.

Her eyes fixed on Michael as his shoes then tee made their way to the deck. And when his pants splatted as they hit the cement, she couldn’t help but laugh.
“I hope I didn’t ruin anything!” Ella laughed harder.

Before he answered, Michael was under the water making his way to her. She steadied herself not sure what he’d do.
Rotating her body, she followed his magnificent frame as it glided across the pool then back to the other side.

Turning to her back, Ella floated to the other side of the pool. Her pert nipples glistened as the water trickled off her breasts. Her long auburn hair waved and flowed like tentacles next to her nude body. Cutting her eyes over to Michael, she smiled as she reached the leader just a few feet from him. Without a word, Ella took hold of the rails and rose out of the water.

Standing on the deck directly over Michael, “Care for another shot? I know I do, seeing mine made it’s way into the pool.” Ella asked, her nude wet body sparkling in the moonlight as she started walking to grab her another glass from the outside bar.

“I’ll just make you a double,” Ella said when she had finished making hers.

Taking the glasses in-hand, Ella went back over to Michael. Bending down, she placed the glasses at the edge of the pool and sat down.

“You mentioned you needed to get yourself some trunks, I need you to get something else tomorrow.” Ella said.

After taking a sip of her drink, “I need you to get yourself a tux. I would like you to join me tomorrow evening. Be my advice giver, not just my bodyguard so to speak. You’ll see things I may miss and your male thoughts and insight would be much appreciated.” she said between sips as her legs dangled, moving back and forth in the water making little ripples in the pool.

 

[BeachBum25]

Leaning on the edge of the pool, Michael watched as Ella walked to the bar with water dripping from her wonderful body. His eyes focused on her firm breasts as she poured their drinks, and he didn't bother to hide his focus on her body as she walked back toward the pool.

Watching her sit down on the edge of the pool, he listened to her instructions for what she wanted him to buy and why. "I am not so sure that Donnelly would be real happy to know that I was giving opinions on his business ventures. I am pretty sure that he would be asking me what my qualifications were for weighing in on his operation. Of course, if I was sampling the women he was thinking of adding to his stable, I am sure I could justify my qualifications."

He winked at her and floated out to the center of the pool where he tread water for a while. He faced Ella and took in her beautiful body. Then, he swam back to the edge of the pool. When he got there, he reached for his drink, and in doing so, his hand brushed the outside of her silky thigh.

He downed his double shot and sat the glass back on the pool deck. "They say that tequila makes your clothes fall off, however, I am not wearing much right now, so, I am not sure it will work."

 

[JustEl]

Ella watching Michael swim to the center of the pool, “Well, Tom’s not here, I am. So why don’t you just tell me what your qualifications are.” her voice raised making sure it would be heard. “Or was that an offer to take one of the guy’s place?” she added with a wicked grin as he swam back to her.


As Michael’s hand brushed over Ella’s thigh, she smiled down at him. She couldn’t help but laugh when he fed her the old tequila line. And before he could finish his addition of “I’m not sure it will work,” Ella slid into the pool. On her decent to the bottom of the pool, her fingers grabbed Michael’s boxer briefs pulling them down and off.

Popping up only a few inches from Michael, “What were you saying about not working?” Ella laughed, grinning at him and twirling the briefs over her head then tossing them to the deck. “Nicely trimmed by the way.”

Pausing, she thought of Michael’s semi hard cock that flashed her only moments ago, “So.......... You never answered me. What are your qualifications or were you implying you want to take the place of one of the guys?” Ella asked devilishly as she tread water.

 

[BeachBum25]

He looked down into the water as she descended with his boxerbriefs. His cock jumped a little at the thought of being naked in the pool with his boss' main girlfriend. Despite the fact that everyone in this compound was on Donnelly's payroll, there was still a heightened arousal level.

When she came back to the surface, he looked at her... her firm breasts floating on the surface of the water. He listened to her ask her questions again. "I have no interest in taking the place of one of the guys. I do not need a whore to have sex."

He continued to tread water; facing her... their bodies close together. "My qualifications? Well, I think you just exposed one of them. The others, well, those you won't experience. I am certain that Mr. Donnelly would not appreciate me showing his best girl my "qualifications.""

Michael leaned back and did a backstroke to the other side of the pool. What he wouldn't give to spend some time with Ella, but he was not willing to risk his life. There was no doubt that Donnelly would have him killed if he did anything with Ella. Hell, just being naked in the pool with her, might mean that Donnelly could have his legs broken.

Climbing out of the pool, Michael looked back at Ella. "I value my life too much. There are eyes everywhere around here, and Donnelly is the one paying them. I enjoyed the dip in the pool, thank you very much Ella." He picked up his clothes and headed into the house.

 

[JustEl]

Ella swam to the lounging side of the pool and sat on the steps watching Michael as he went into the house. She was amazed he had walked away from her, men don’t usually walk away from her. What he had said made sense to some degree, Tom could have his legs broken or much worse.... take Michael out. But she doubted it, Tom didn’t own her after all.

“Ms Quinn, pardon me, but is there anything you need?” a voice from behind her asked.

Ella stood and turned to face the familiar voice, “No Maxwell, I’m fine.”

“Very well, Ms Ella. Enjoy your evening.” Maxwell said and started toward the house.

“Hey, Max!” Ella waited for him to turn and face her, “Would you walked away from this?” she said as she seductively walked out of the pool, her hands sliding down the curves of her glistening wet nude body downward to her thighs.

“Now.... now.... Ms Quinn” Maxwell blushed out his reply.

“Night, Max!” Ella said with amusement as she walked sashaying passed him and headed up the stairs to her room.

Ella went straight to her bed and practically fell asleep when her head hit the pillow. It seemed like only minutes before the sun was blazing into the room waking her. Bringing her hand to her forehead, Ella wondered just how much did she drink.

Knowing she was on a tight schedule Ella rose and quickly did her morning routine even with a slight hangover. Taking one last look in the mirror by the door before going downstairs, Ella fluffed her hair, “Girl, get your shit together!” she said to her reflection in the mirror.

Entering the dinning room, Ella saw Michael scooping up fruit from a crystal compotier at the buffet. Taking a plate, Ella went to the buffet.

“Morning, Michael. Sorry bout last night, I think Mr. Jameson did most of my talking last night. But, I would like you by my side and in a tux. We can talk more about it after breakfast in the office, if that’s ok with you.” Ella said as she filled her plate, looking over at him between scoops of food.

They both walked to the table, Maxwell pulling out Ella’s chair. “Max, would you bring me a mug of coffee, this tiny cup isn’t going to do this morning. Oh and a couple aspirin.”Ella asked.

Once they were seated, Ella leaned over to Michael, “The part bout you being nicely trimmed, that was me not Mr. Jameson.” Ella whispered before taking a bite of melon.

 

[BeachBum25]

It was not easy to walk away from such a beautiful woman and her gorgeous naked body, but he had to. He valued living way too much. He went up to the room, showered to get the chlorine from his body, and then went to bed. The tequila helped him sleep very soundly.

He was up early the next morning. He dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and went downstairs with the intention of sitting out on the veranda. When he walked downstairs, he noticed that there were bowls of fruit out and that there was a giant coffee urn.

As he dipped up the fruit, he saw Ella come into the room. She looked incredible, even with clothes on. He watched as she moved over and filled her bowl with fruit. "There is no reason to apologize Ella. You did nothing wrong, and fortunately, I did nothing that Mr. Donnelly would think was wrong."

They sat next to each other at the table, and Ella had Maxwell running around doing things for her. Michael wondered if she really considered herself that privileged that she asked the guy to get her a coffee mug and aspirin. He was somewhat surprised. He thought she was more down-to-earth than that.

He heard what she said when she leaned over to him. He smiled at her. "I am happy that such a beautiful woman found something about me that she liked. Unfortunately, that beautiful woman is very important to my boss, and I am sure that your boy Maxwell would have no problem sharing information with Donnelly. I saw him out by the pool last night; hiding in the bushes."

 

[JustEl]

Ella laughed looking over at Maxwell, “He’s not my boy. You said it yourself, he’s on Tom’s payroll. I’m just playing the part. But, between you and me, it’s kinda fun trying make a old man blush. He’s such a stick in the mud, he could be a guard at Buckingham palace.” she whispered to Michael.

Finishing off the mug of coffee, Ella got up, dropping her napkin on the floor.
Her braless firm breasts under her white, sheer, hand embroidered top were exposed as she kept her legs straight and locked together bending over just as alluring as any pole dancer to retrieve her napkin like it was $100 bill on the center stage of a strip club. Turning her head to face Maxwell, her long auburn hair fell to the side twirling downward off her body. Impishly smiling at Maxwell, she taunted him seductively gliding the napkin over her legs on her way back up.

Placing the napkin on the table, “See......” Ella whispered to Michael.

“Join me in the office when your finished.” she told him as she walked away, heading in the direction to the office.

Once in the office, Ella sat at the desk opening the folder with the pictures and names of the girls that would be arriving soon. One by one, she studied them, putting names to faces. As Ella was finishing up, Michael walked in.

“Take a seat, I’m almost done.” Ella said to Michael.

Closing the folder, Ella got up and walked around the desk, only to sit atop of it directly in front of Michael.

Crossing her legs, her left foot brushed over Michael’s leg like the pendulum of a clock as she spoke. “You’ve got to loosen up and have some fun, Michael, I at least need you to look the part. As soon as the girls show up, the elimination starts. You know how important first impressions are. I need you to look like you are with me. That you are a major player in this process. The staff here is only trying to figure out just who you are. Trust me, they’re not gonna say a word to Tom for all they know your his right-hand man and you’re here to check up on them. He’s done that before. He fired half the staff when he flew in a couple days after I arrived.”

Ella uncrossed her legs and stood in front of Michael, “You still need a tux. I think you’ve got something to wear for the meet and greet. It’s more like a “pool party”. Oh, wait, you don’t have a swimsuit? You’ll need one of those too!” Ella gave Michael a wicked wink to remind him of last night.

“Think you can handle all this?” she said smiling down at him.

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael watched as Ella came around and sat on the desk in front of him. She was obviously enjoying herself. He listened to her despite the fact that he was distracted by her leg swinging in front of him. He nodded as she talked about him looking the part. He could play the part, as long as none of this got back to Donnelly, because playing the part would involve him doing things that Donnelly might not appreciate, especially with his main squeeze.

Michael stood up. "I will get a tux. You didn't mind that I did not have a bathing suit last night. I guess that now that there will be other women around that you don't want to see what you were able to get a glimpse of in the pool." He smiled at her, evilly, and headed out to do some more shopping.

Taking his time in town, Michael checked out a few stores, bought a couple more things, including a swimsuit, and then found an appropriate tuxedo. He was told that they could do the alterations, but it would take a couple of hours. Michael told them he needed it quicker than that, and 50 dollars was able to get them to speed up the timeline. He went to a cantina to wait for the tux to be ready; enjoying the sight of a few beautiful island women, and the taste of a couple of shots of tequila.

When he returned to the compound, he looked around for Ella. Once he found her, he said to her, "I have done as you instructed ma'am. I have purchased a tuxedo, even had it altered, and I also got a bathing suit so that the women don't get the wrong idea out by the pool." He headed up to his room to get ready for the meet and greet. Before dressing he jumped into the shower to clean off the sweat from his trip to town.

 

[JustEl]

“Very funny, Michael!” Ella smirked. Her eyes lowering to his crotch, despite her self as she shook her head. “Isn’t it better not show all your goodies at once? I’ll see you when you get back.” Ella said trying to regain her composure.

Returning to her chair once Michael closed the door, Ella flipped through the pictures several more times to study them. Before she knew it, it was time to get dressed to meet the girls.

Ella went to her room to freshened up. Standing in front of the array of clothing Rosa had delivered, she looked over her daytime outfits. As soon as she saw the little crocheted cream colored dress style coverup paired with a orange sherbet bikini she knew that was the one. Dressing, she then went downstairs and out to the pool to check on the setup.

“Rosa, everything is perfect. You and the staff did such a wonderful job!” Ella exclaimed as she walked around.

Catching Michael out of the corner of her eye, Ella turned her attention to him.
As he swaggered toward her with a black clothing bag over his shoulder, she thought to herself, he really did look the part. Any woman would swear he was major league.

“There’s that sense of humor again!” Ella laughed as Michael shook the bag holding the swimsuit.

“The ladies will be here in bout thirty minutes, so see you back here in twenty.” she said still smiling at him as he headed back inside.

Walking to the edge of the patio, Ella looked out at the ocean and took a deep breath, then mumbled to herself, “It’s showtime, girl......”

With one last deep breath, Ella went back inside.

“Ms Quinn, the limos will be here in ten minutes.” Maxwell informed Ella.

“Thank you, Max.” she replied and started walking to the foyer.

Michael’s voice catching her ear, Ella looked up. He looked so handsome as he came down the stairs. For a moment she couldn’t find any words to his question.

“Mmmmm.... Ah, yes.... Yes, you look great!” Ella managed to get out as he stood next to her in the foyer. “You ready for this?” her words barely out her mouth as the grand front door opened.

One by one, Ella and Michael greeted the ladies. Once the group was assembled in the foyer, “Welcome, ladies. Please take a moment to freshen up and join Michael and myself by the pool. Maxwell will show you all to your rooms.”

Making their way to the pool once the ladies had left, “That one in the blue dress has got to go. She’s as perky as cheerleader! I can just hear her, 2..... 4,6,8... oh baby, you’re doing great!!!” Ella chuckled as she moved her arms in sync with her rhyme.

 

[BeachBum25]

After the shower, Michael toweled off and began to get dressed. The meet and greet by the pool would be interesting. The swimsuit he had chosen was priced way out of his league. If it hadn't been for the fact that Mr. Donnelly was paying for everything, he would have chosen a pair of board shorts. He never imagined that a swimsuit would cost over $200, but that is what he paid. Well, that is what Donnelly paid.

He pulled on the "luxury swimsuit." He had chosen a color that the store clerk said was poppy red. He put on the white cotton dress shirt, and finished dressing by slipping on the new pair of deck shoes that he thought perfectly complemented the outfit. He looked into the mirror and nodded. Yep, he looked good.

Walking down the stairs, he saw Ella. Damn, she looked incredible. The outfit she had on showed off her wonderful body, and the orange bikini was perfect on her. As he looked at her, he was convinced that orange was definitely her color. "You look very good yourself," he responded to her compliment.

He watched the girls walk in. The entrances that many of them made were as if they were here for a beauty pageant. He was amazed that the women were showing up like this to audition to be high priced whores. He had to give Donnelly credit. He had found a way to make the world's oldest profession attractive to these women.

"Oh, I kinda liked her," Michael responded to Ella's comment about the "cheerleader." "She is kinda cute, and her perkiness would probably attract the attention of some older guys. Of course, she doesn't look the high class part, but she could fill a want or need for a different taste."

Michael paused after his comments... smiling at Ella. "Should we make our way to the pool?" He placed a hand on the small of her back as they made their way outside into the warm evening sun.

 

[JustEl]

Ella arched her back a little as Michael’s hand led her outside. She couldn’t help but enjoy his hand on her body. “You may be right about little Miss Blue Dress..... See......... insight of a man.” Ella said with a smile, turning her head slightly to Michael.

Giving the patio an once-over, Ella took a step away from Michael. “Care to sit with me?” she asked him as she took a seat at one of the tables.

“You will notice each lady will have a small temporary tattoo of a number placed on the backside of her shoulder. This will help when making remarks and comments on your data sheet. Yes, I said data sheet, we are summarizing performance after all, aren’t we?” Ella gave a wicked grin and poked Michael in his ribs then slid a folder over to him.

“Sparkling water with melon and cucumber.” Maxwell said placing two fluted glasses on the table. “The ladies are coming.” he added and walked away.

Ella stood greeting her guest, “Enjoy yourselves. There’s food and drink. The pool feels wonderful or just lay back and relax. Michael and I will speak to each of you one at a time shortly.”

Music softly played under the chatting and laughter of the ladies, as dishes and glasses clinked. Ella watched them as they moved about. Making her first choice, Ella adjusted herself in her seat, recrossed her legs and placed her hand on her thigh, patted it twice and held out one finger. Maxwell taking note went and asked Marguerite to join Ella.

Marguerite, number eleven, took the seat across the table from Ella and Michael. She was very pleasant, very professional, and seemed to have a good head on her shoulders. When asked why she was here, she plainly stated, “The money, of course. You know how student loans can rack up. What better way to get out of debt fast.”

As the list of ladies rounded out, they pretty much were there for the same reason, the money. It had been a long three hours and Ella needed a break.

“Michael, join me in the office where we can go over our notes in private.” Ella told him as she stood and motioned for Maxwell.

“Is the office stocked?” Ella asked Maxwell.

“Yes, Ms Quinn, as you requested.” he replied.

“Thank you, Maxwell. That will be all.” Ella said.

Ella walked to the office with Michael’s hand once again on the small of her back. As soon as she entered, Ella kicked off her heels and curled up on the chocolate brown leather sofa.

“Mind fixing us a drink?” Ella asked sheepishly, batting her eyes at Michael. “I’d love a cranberry and vodka. There should be some cranberry in the mini-fridge and vodka on the bar. Oh, and there’s premixed margaritas for you, if you like.”

“So what do you think about the ladies? Any you’re ready to ex-off your list? Ella asked as she stretched out on the sofa, watching Michael make her drink.

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael was intrigued by the answers the women gave. Granted, everything people did these days seemed to be motivated by money. However, not one of the women mentioned anything about getting off the island and finding a new home. They all just said they wanted it for the money. When he asked how long they planned to stay in the position, Several of them said that they were only planning to stay until they saved some money and then they would return home. Others responded that they were planning on staying until there was no longer a demand for them, and others said they really hadn’t thought of it.

Following Ella into the office, he watched her kick off her heels and lstretch out on the sofa. It was quite a sight, and he thought for a second about what he would like to do with and to her. His mind went away from that quickly when he remembered that it was Donnelly’s woman he was looking at.

He walked Ella’s drink over and handed it to her. Then, he returned to the bar and filled a glass with ice and poured the pre- mixes margarita into the glass. Walking back toward Ella, he responded, “anyone that has not thought about how long they want to do this probably isn’t a good candidate. If they don’t have a plan for themselves how can you expect them to have a plan for how they are going to entertain clients?”

Michael sat across from Ella and looked over her wonderful body. He didn’t hide from her that he was checking her out. She had been playing the flirt game. He had started to play it with her by touching the small of her back. He would continue. Of course, he knew nothing would come of it, but he might as well have a little fun flirting. “Maybe we should have had them pose for us laying on the sofa like you are. It would have given me some frame of reference to compare them to something beautiful.”

 

[JustEl]

Ella’s fingers seductively glided over Michael’s hand as she took her drink from him. “Thank you.” she said in a enticing taunt.

With her left arm resting on the arm of the sofa holding her glass, she twirled the cocktail straw with her right hand around the glass as she watched every move Michael made.

“You’re right about that. If they don’t have a plan how could they be what we’re looking for. So, Megan, Sara, and Whitney are out. Which means we’re half way there, only three more to ex-off.” Ella said as Michael took a seat in the chair across from her.

Waiting for him to agree or disagree on her three early eliminations, Ella almost choked on her drink when Michael called her out on how she lounged on the sofa.

“I’m not posed!” Ella laughed taking another sip of her drink then placing it on the side table.

Changing how she was lounging, Ella slid down on the sofa. Her arms rose above her head seductively as she turned her body slightly towards Michael. The orange sherbet colored bikini outlined her breasts as it played peek-a-boo through the crocheted cream coverup while her left lowered and her hand skimmed down her body. Smiling at Michael, Ella’s left leg smoothly moved teasingly upward over her right settling with her knee bent and her bare foot poised atop her calf.

“This is posing.....” Ella devilishly purred.

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael watched her move. What a tease she was. Yes, she was playing with his mind. He was pretty certain that she wanted to play with his body. As much as he would like to, her had to resist. Was this a challenge that Donnelly was throwing out for him? He didn't know, but he really wasn't interested in taking a test that failure resulted in his death.

"That is one hell of a pose. I did not mean to insinuate that you were posing. I just thought we should get them to pose for us; just to compare them to your beauty." Not taking the test did not mean that he couldn't flirt with her. It was only fair to give it right back to her.

"I like your choices. Will we allow those 3 to perform for us, or are we just going to send them home right now? Also, I was surprised that none of the women took advantage of the pool. I would have thought that at least a couple of them would have taken a dip and showed off their bodies with the water dripping from their body. It is always a good look on a beautiful woman." He winked at her.

 

[JustEl]

Ella sat back up. Taking her glass, “There’s no real need in them performing, but if you’d like to watch them, I can always wait to officially cut them.” she said and took a drink.

“Come sit by me and let’s go over the remaining girls.” Ella said patting the sofa.

Drawing her legs up, Ella sat crisscross style on the sofa as Michael came to sit beside her. “Maybe things will be a little more relaxed when we go back out and you’ll get to see some wet bodies.” Ella laughed as she grabbed the folders. “Let’s compare notes. Would you pull the coffee table closer, please?” Ella asked Michael.

Placing the folders on the table, Ella and Michael went over their notes comparing the women. Surprisingly they had jotted down pretty much the same thing.

Ella’s fingers stroked over her left knee as they discussed the girls. “You know this is the first time I’ve ever done actual work in this room.” Ella said giving a wicked grin at Michael as her hand moved to his leg.

 

[BeachBum25]

Michael sat down with his notes and pulled the coffee table closer. It seemed that his opinions about the women were pretty much aligned with what Ella though of them. He was surprised at that. Michael thought their opinions would be skewed due to her experience working with Donnelly on past trips.

He watched as her fingers stroked her knee. She was a piece of work. She was doing everything possible to taunt him, and she was very good at it. There was no doubt in his mind that if she wasn't Donnelly's main girlfriend that they would be in a tangled mess before long, but that wouldn't happen... couldn't happen.

When Ella said she had never worked in that room before and then placed her hand on his leg, Michael remained calm. He looked at her hand. He looked at her. "Oh, so this is a room that the boss got to enjoy you in. He is a lucky man getting to enjoy the pleasure of a woman as beautiful and sexy as you." Continuing to look at her, Michael removed her hand from his leg and placed it back on her own. "I really value my life."

 

[JustEl]

Ella couldn’t argue with that, she had seen Tom mess a guy up one night that had came on to her at a club. But she also knew he didn’t own her and she could have her fun when she wanted to. And Michael was sure fit the bill for fun.

“Ya know, Michael if I’m not your type, you can just say so. It won’t hurt my feelings.” Ella said seductively low, lifting her shoulder and turning her head to look at him as she stood.

Pushing the coffee table away from the sofa, Ella turned around. Facing Michael, she lowered, placed a hand on each of his knees. The coverup drooped away from her body revealing her scantily covered round firm breasts. Gazing into his eyes she leaned closer to him. Ella brought her tongue teasingly to her upper lip, wetting it she then slowly drew in back into her mouth, before she leaned even closer.

“I could arrange Little Ms Blue dress to accompany you the rest of the weekend, if you so desire. She’s not in the running anymore. And we both saw how she looked at you.” Ella purred into Michael’s ear.