"Trouble is her Middle Name" (closed)

[CutiePie1997]

"Trouble is her Middle Name"

(closed)​

Vicki Langdon
22 years old
5'8", 115#, 34B-25-35


Vicki walked casually along the waterfront, looking over her shoulder toward the benches near the basketball court. Her 14 year older brother, Peter, often came here for pick up games. She thought he was silly playing with those young bucks. Most of them could run circles around him. But Peter had always been a wily one on the court. He had a wide variety of fake movements that shed his defender, opening him up for a long and almost always successful jump shot.

Today, though, Peter had something more important going on that just a 3 on 3 basketball game. He was meeting an old high school friend he hadn't seen in over a decade. Vicki watched them from a distance, giving them their space. Jon without an "h", she remembered her brother telling her.

The two of them looked Vicki's direction together. She smiled just a bit but otherwise didn't show a reaction. A moment later, Peter turned his friend toward the waterfront. Vicki ceased her slow walk to await them. As they approached, she couldn't help but give the man an appreciative up and down once over. He was attractive, and Vicki had a good feeling that under his sports jacket and slacks was a fit body she'd enjoy getting to know very well.

"Victoria, this is my friend Jon that I told you I was meeting today," Peter said as they arrived. "Jon, my baby sister, Victoria, a-k-a Vicki."

She smiled broader to the man as she offered out her hand. "Nice to meet you, Jon."

"Jon was telling me that he's been looking for work and not having much success at it," Peter went on as Vicki took and held the other man's hand for a bit longer than was typical. Vicki was known to be a bit of a flirt. She was also known to enjoy embarrassing her brother. Continuing to hold his old friend's hand in a somewhat flirtatious way could be worth a few laughs later. Looking between his friend and his sister, Peter went on, "And Vicki here has been looking for a driver--"

"No! I haven't!" she cut in quickly, back slapping her brother in the chest. She explained, "My father has been looking for a driver for me, not me myself."

She looked Jon up and down again, this time very conspicuously. She donned that devilish smile of hers as she said, "But if I were looking..."

She let the suggestive response fade away as she smiled even wider to the stranger. Without taking her eyes off Jon, Vicki asked her brother, "Does your friend know what our father does for a living?"

"He knows," Peter responded. "We've known each other since we were 13, Victoria."

"Oh, you mean before the hair began growing down--"

This time it was Peter who backhanded Vicki, though, it was without hardly any impact at all. She laughed, then asked, "You sure you want to get mixed up with the shit our old man is into?"

Peter and Vicki's father, Carlton Langdon, was a quiet, reserved man of nearly 60 who lived a simple life behind the stone and wrought iron wall of the family's mansion in the city's exclusive West Hills neighborhood. He was also a member of the Magaddino Crime Family, which controlled many of the city's illegal rackets: gambling, prostitution, high end burglary, extortion, and other felonies had been the mainstay of the family since the early 1930s.

Vicki made it sound as if she disapproved of the family business. In truth, she had had her hands in some of the activities, with her father's reluctant approval. In fact, Vicki was the bad girl in the family while Peter, an international business lawyer, kept his distance from the day to day operations. He helped the family in other ways, from defending their goons when they were brought up on charges or finding ways for the Family to spend (aka launder) their ill-gotten gains through domestic and international business dealings.

"I'm going to a party tonight," Vicki told Jon after he'd said what he wanted to say regarding working as her driver. "Why don't you take me. Call it a job interview."

 

[JonathanBair]

The meet and the test

Jon is a 36 year old who spent most of his life being " the good guy". The kind who was always there for his friends and that kind of personality payed off as a handyman, as he would always go that extra mile for his customers. Few years back tho the country economy changed and folks had to start selling there homes and down sizing as the jobs all seam to start going over seas. Well, soon the slow down of home improvement's started. That meant the company started to look at cutting cost. With me being one of the longer employs they seen me as unnecessary, so I got a pink slip. Jobs got harder to come by, even the fast food joints like Burger King stopped hiring as they started getting 30 yearolds that where more dependable and open hours then high school students with limited times/hours they could work.

This is when Jon started to contact all my old friend even from my college days or older. That brings us to today. Jon's buddy who is in a well off family that Jon know there secret on not all the jobs the family has is legal. Jon had told his best friend for as long as he can remember that "I am getting to the point of doing anything if it gets me some income. Short of selling my self for sex", Jon had added with a chuckle. Few days later here Jon is (in his eyes) on a job interview so Jon is dressed in a light blueish grayish work suit. (With Jon knowing this wasn't a formal job he wasn't shocked it was someplace outside of a office." Jon was shocked to see Peter with his baby sister. As Jon was expecting Peter with his dad, but Jon rolled with it knowing Peter would have him meeting who he need to meet. Who ever that would be.

As Jon's job was basically his life that meant he never really had time to put into a long term relationship. As Jon always put work first. Jon kept stealing glances at Peters sister now and then as Peter filled Jon in on what he would be doing, basically a body guard job. While the little hottie was left sitting on a bench. Like she knew the drill of when to be there with out being there.

Some times as we talked about Vicki we would look at her. When she seen us look she often smiled and man what a smile. Jon knew from the first time she smiled at us. She had him hook and Jon would do anything for her. To look after Jon's best friends little sister. When Jon said" yes I would be glad to take the job." We made are way to her. Jon couldn't help but to wonder what she though of him.

When Peter and Jon got with in a arm reach of each Peter's sis. That is when Jon finally got to meet her. By the way Peter had been talking to his sister, its clear she knew more then what Jon did. That was no shock to Jon with what there family dose. Jon was very glad to finally get to meet her formally in person. Other then a few times she answered the phone for her brother when he couldn't get to it at the second, or times Jon seen her in the back ground or back seat somewhere when Jon was hanging out with Peter for going to the movies or the little things like that.

Hearing her name Jon was quick to offer his hand for a handshake with out being to quick and seam overly eager. Jon loved how her hand was so soft but not weak. When she said she was pleased to meet him, Jon just said " likewise" even tho Jon's face had a huge smile on it saying he really did like it more then just so passing of a thing like my acknowledgement sounded. As Peter filled his sister in with Jon there so we all where on the same page. Jon kept sneaking glances at her as he mostly looked at Peter who was doing most the talking for the group. As Peter said she was looking for a driver. That made me smirk as clearly Jon knew that it would be allot more then that, but for a hottie like her. Jon would have made a rock seam to be as smart as Edison or some of them big brained folks that changed the world.

Jon was glad to see she felt comfortable to do the sibling actions. Jon noticed she felt safe enough to be fully honest that it wasn't her idea, but there dads. Where Jon responded "Oh I see, still wont take the joy out of it tho." *gives her a playful wink* as she responded looking me over once over openly giving me that smile that is playful but screams trouble. Like cheese in a mouse trap. If Jon was the mouse Jon is sure she could tell she had his attention.

As she asked if Jon was in on what the family dose. Jon knew enough. He would have stayed away normally, but Jon was fully willing to go outside my comfort zone for this job. The little conversation the siblings were having, Jon found it entertaining as its clear she will take grate joy in embarrassing her brother. When he back handed her, that clearly didn't sit well with Jon as he glared at Peter with out saying anything. As soon as his hand left Viki's face Jon heard it wasn't a hard hit, and lack of a real mark shown that to be true too... When she responds with laughter asking if Jon know what he is getting into. I respond with " Peter here knows my limits, I know he will never put me in a spot I cant handle. I know enough about the family that I can handle this. Some of the other jobs the family has would be outside my comfort zone." Jon smile while being very frank but friendly with her. Jon respect she is trying to look out for him, or her self anyways by keeping someone she can count on around her. Both Jon and Viki where trusting in Peter.

Truth be told with how Peter stayed in the gray area of the family shadow. Jon was not far away but more in the lighted area. Tho Jon never was actively in dealing with the family dealings other then doing something like a late night drywall installation and paint job. He over looked the body imprint and other signs of a near fatal if not fatal fight. There was a few times Jon had also fudged his work order. Giving the company one work order while the real one " got lost" or "damaged" Jon never asked where the fudged sheet went. He knew less the better in that kind of setting. That helped keep Jon's and Peter's bond threw the years tho life had taken them on different paths.

Jon was glad to hear Vicki tell him about the party and wanted to have him come along. Jon smiled and asked Vivki "is it a formal, semi form or casual" Clearly he wanted to fit in with her if he was going to be with her tonight. Her response was a little giggle with a shrug to put him on the spot.


Later on that night Jon showed up to the family's home in dress loafers that look and can pass as dress shoes. Khaki black semi dress pants and a black polo shirt with a white t-shirt under it. Jon wanted to be looking dressy enough to blend in long as its not a suit and tie event. Jon also was dressed down enough he wouldn't stand out to much at a normal everyday kind of thing like eating with the family.

Jon stopped his "loaner work car" at the gates and hit the buzzer button to the security/control room or what ever the family called it. Jon waited for the voice to come over the intercom.

 

[CutiePie1997]

There was a light knock at Vicki's bedroom door, followed by the sound of one of her father's goons. She called for the man to come in, despite the fact that she was practically naked.

Upon entering, the man gave Vicki's delicious body a quick once over. But it had simply been a natural male response, not a hungry one. Darren had seen her this way before. In fact, he'd seen her naked before, as she skinny dipped in the pool behind the house.

Vicki was a lot of things, but shy wasn't one of them. And she'd had her fair share of lovers since her mid-teens. But none of them had been members of her Daddy's staff. Every man taking his pay from Carlton Langdon knew that he'd lose an important appendage for touching the mobster's daughter.

The female employees? Well, that was a different story meant for another day.

In truth, Vicki would never put any of her father's men in danger by flirting with or teasing them. She wasn't flirting or teasing Darren now. She was looking for serious fashion help.

"What do you think?" she asked turning this way and that to show off the scanty panty and bra set. "Too slutty?"

The panties were a tiny, black thong. The triangular patch in front was made of semi-sheer, lacy cloth. It was small enough to fit in her palm, and it left little doubt about whether her skin was bare at the meeting of her thighs. The bra was a push up that emphasized her otherwise smallish B cups. It, too, was semi-sheer, black lace. Through it, her always pert nipples were on full display.

The man studied Vicki for a moment, gesturing her to do a spin. He answered honestly, "If I didn't like the current position and placement of my cock and balls, I'd want to rip them off of you here and now and take you all night long."

Vicki laughed, did a playful little hop and spin, and responded, "Perfect! That was what I was going for."

As she returned to her closet to look for a dress, Darren informed her, "Miss Langdon, your man is at the gate."

"Please have him brought to the foyer," Vicki instructed with a friendly tone. "Have Gloria get him coffee and something to eat. Coffee especially. It's likely to be a long night."

Down at the gate, one of the two guards there lifted a fingertip to his ear to better hear the instructions being sent to him via his ear piece. He gestured to the new guy, telling him, "Get out."

The pair of men with their compact assault rifles checked over Jon and his vehicle. They were thorough, as if they Secret Service checking visitors entering the White House grounds. They sent him onward after a good five minutes. At the house, a third armed guard took Jon's keys and directed a fourth to park the vehicle somewhere where no one respectable will see it, let alone Mister Langdon.

Jon was escorted inside, gestured to a couch in the foyer, and told, "Miss Langdon will be down shortly."

He was offered coffee and food. Regardless of whether he accepted either, a man would come out shortly with a cup of steaming brew, telling her, "Miss Langdon believes you're going to need the caffeine. Trust me when I say this, you will."

Despite being told that Vicki would be down shortly, it was 35 minutes before Jon heard the sound of her high heels descending the stair case. She'd picked out a tight fitting black dress. She twirled once to let him see it all. It fit her like a second skin, particularly in the back where it hugged her athletic ass.

"Like it?" she asked, this time with a more flirty tone than she had with Darren, who was standing nearby waiting to see how the new guy reacted to the boss's sexy, off limits daughter.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon smiles and politely passes on food and drink the first time. Jon knew he would have to time the food intake out to match up with what he can stand to hold in comfortably.. A skill a long term trades man will pick up so not to have to run to another location for a bathroom.

Jon sits in the room and waits on the couch, then he gets up to look at a row of books on the shelf. Jon was half hoping the person opening the door would be Vicki. He let out a light sigh as he seen the man with the drink. Jon smiles and says " No thanks, I try not to eat or drink while I am working... Don't need the distractions, but thank you for the suggestion tho." Jon smiles friendly at the guy. Jon goes back to looking at some books, finds one with a interesting name and pulls it out while reading next to the shelf.

When Vicki dose show up finally. Jon's mouth is hanging half way open as his eyes move up and down her body for a second. Jon then gets his mind back and working saying "wow, very stunning" Jon closes the book and puts it back into its place as he walks over to Vicki and folds out his arm and asks "If your ready, may I have your arm?" trying to be a gentlemen and a good escort.

Jon had no idea where the party or what kind of a party, but with her looking like that. He was sure going to be enjoying it as much as he can while being as controlled as he can at the same time.

 

[CutiePie1997]

Vicki enjoyed the way Jon looked her over. She liked the attention of handsome males. Hell, she liked the attention of beautiful females as far as that went. But, Jon was in her Daddy's employ now. That was both a good thing and a bad. If Vicki had met Jon at a club, she might very well have invited him to one of the downtown hotel rooms the Family kept for just such occasions. But, Jon was now her driver and bodyguard, which meant they wouldn't be getting naked with one another. Or, so the past would seem to dictate.

"Wow, very stunning," Jon complimented as Vicki did one more full spin to show off her body as much as the dress.

"Thank you very much, my good fellow," she said with a poorly faked London accent.

"If your ready, may I have your arm?" he asked.

But before she could even step his way, a male voice sounded from the distant end of the foyer. "Young lady."

Vicki turned to see her father standing at the end of the hall that led to, amongst other things, his library. She headed his direction, informing him, "I'm going clubbing, Daddy. You shouldn't wait up for me, because if you do you'll be waiting until long after the sun has risen tomorrow morning."

She kissed him on the cheek as she reached him. She turned and gestured the other man to come their way. "Daddy, this is Jon … oh crap! I don't even know your last name."

Jon filled in the missing information. Vicki continued, "Jon, this is my daddy, who you will not call Daddy, obviously, but may instead call Mister Langdon."

Carlton switched his glass of cognac to his left hand and offered out his right. Vicki filled her father in on Jon's new job. The older of the two men asked his daughter, "Is he packing?"

"Nope," she informed her father after stepping up to Jon, grasping his lapels, and opening his jacket. She conspicuously glanced down toward Jon's groin, smirked devilishly, then clarified, "Not a firearm, anyway."

She giggled as she returned to her father's side. "I'll have Darren take him to the range and qualify him for carrying a gat."

Carlton shook his head at his daughter's attempt to sound street. "Are you okay with carrying a firearm, Jon? It's not a job requirement."

 

[JonathanBair]

(Jon Gordenson is his full name)

Jon smiled and said, " I could if its needed, if your father would like. Maybe my co-worker over there would like to try and get his hands on you." Jon has a smug do it if you dare, its a trap look on his face.

Jon had some taekwondo classes. Nothing worth getting a belt for, but he did know a few good grapple moves and throws. He wasn't deadly but would sure make the person he face feel it the next few days. Jon didn't like guns really, but he wasn't scared of them. He had shot a few pellet rifles as a teen. He knew that would be very different from shooting a hand gun.

Jon wasn't a good fighter, but in a one on one, unless the other person had formal training. Jon felt like he could win a fight. If the person was drinking then that only tilted the odds in Jon's favor most the time. Jon also wondered if his co-workers where trained in any CQC (close quarters combat)

Jon couldn't help but to get a good feeling hearing the joy in her voice as she pointed out he was packing but not a fire arm...He knew if she was not please she would have made it known.

 

[CutiePie1997]

The two men talked a moment about Jon's experience with firearms. Lack thereof, Vicki thought. She didn't need Darren to take Jon to the range, of course. She could teach her new bodyguard as much about firearms as any of the men who toted them about the property.

"We need to get on our way, Daddy," Vicki said. He tried to involve Jon in a conversation about what his duties were. But Vicki cut him off. "He knows, Daddy. And we're just going to a club, not a rumble over territory."

She kissed him again, grasped Jon by the forearm, and headed away, giggling. One of her father's goons had already brought her car to the front. It was a two year old Jaguar sedan, gray-black with dark tinted windows. Those windows and the panels were fortified against most bullet sizes for her protection.

Vicki waited at the rear door for Jon to open it. "You've seen chauffeurs on television. Same thing tonight. You're just gonna drive me and my friends around and keep an eye out for trouble. There won't be any, though."

That was a lie, of course. Vicki's friends often joked that her middle name was Trouble. No matter where she went, mayhem ensued. Often that mayhem was of her initiation.

They headed off the property and toward town. They picked up a pair of young women at one apartment building. At a second they picked up a guy and his boyfriend. The car was packed now, both front and back.

A few minutes later they were unloading at a popular club. They walked to the velvet rope, bypassing the queue of more than 50 people. Vicki didn't wait in lines.

After she'd gotten the others into the club, though, Vicki returned to the car. She pointed to the adjacent corner and told Jon, "It's after hours, so park in that loading zone. The cops won't bother you. They know the car."

She stood on her toes to kiss his cheek. She smiled, wiped off the lipstick, and simply walked away. She'd be inside for two hours … simply leaving Jon to himself.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon smiled and said pardon me, but I think you best stay with me. Jon got out of the car and walked around to the front passenger side opening the door. Jon said in a friendly but stern tone " Please get in, I told Peter I would keep a eye on you and see your safe. For your brother please get in."

Jon watched in hopes she would come back to the car and stay with him as he requested. Jon would hate to see such a nice night getting started get wrecked by a thing like this.

Jon said " If its that close, surely you wouldn't mind staying with me for a minute while I park the car right?"


Jon hoped she would see he is a man of his word and would respect that.

 

[CutiePie1997]

Vicki leaned in close to one of her friends and called out over the booming music, "I gotta go check on Jon."

"Who?"

"Jon!" Vicki repeated, adding, "My driver."

She sucked down the remains of her third drink of the past two hours and stood. The guys sitting with them at the reserved table on the mezzanine level immediately freaked out. The males and females were still working on deciding who was going to couple with whom later. Three of them had their sights set on Vicki, despite the fact that two of her girl friends thought they already had claims on those guys.

"Come with me," she told Sheila, urging the barely 21 year old to her feet. Vicki had met the shapely redhead just a couple of weeks back, but they'd already partied with one another on multiple occasions. Vicki leaned in close to the woman and told her, "I wanna get naked with you in the back of my chauffeured car."

Sheila's eyes widened in surprise. Then, she smiled in delight and rose to leave, too. The pair made it outside and crossed the street, with Vicki grasping the other woman's arm in her own. Jon spotted Vicki and she waved waved to him. Suddenly, male voices from behind them were calling out. The three men from her table had followed the Vicki and Sheila, fearing (rightfully) that the pair were dumping them.

As she neared Jon, Vicki said just loud enough for him to hear her, "Those guys are bothering us."

She didn't give Jon any instructions. Vicki simply wanted to see how he would react.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon came running over to them. He stopped and backed up using his basketball defense skills putting his hands behind and out to the sides to feel her dress and guide his back to her.

Jon knew he had about 20 pounds on the guys. Jon said " Looks like the party is over boys, this lady now seams to have a idea to do something. Her not asking you to come must me she don't want you there. So go beat pavement. Jon takes a few steps foreword to give him room to move. Jon keeps his right hand back so his finger tips is touching the front of her right hip.

One guy tries to take a swing at Jon but in his drunken state he telegraph's the punch and by the guy gets half way extended, Jon has turned a bit to the side bringing his left hand in a chopping motion on the guys neck, and collapsing Jon' s arm to put him in a headlock with a slight spin to pull the guy with his own momentum from the punch off to go skidding face first into the concrete. Jon gets in a defensive fighting stance and the other two go scampering away not wanting to get thrown around like there friend. Jon then turns to face the guy he threw while keeping his finger trips on Vicki's hips... Jon watched the guy get up and scamper off too.

Its clear to Vicki tho Jon is not a fighter, he can handle a bit CQC.