Catfish, page 9
Once they pass me, I get up and follow them. They’re heading straight to the toilets. They reach the first two where the first whore has his cock in her mouth, and he’s thrusting in so hard that she’s gagging, and they stop to watch. I’m sure she’ll be puking any minute now, especially when he blows.
“Easy there, Zac lad, she’s gonna puke all over your cock if you’re not careful.”
“I (thrust) don’t (thrust) give (thrust) a fuck (thrust) she can take it all… Aargh…” He blows his load right down her throat. She struggles to take it all, and his cum is dripping out of her mouth and down her chin onto her top. She starts to heave as though she’s going to throw up.
“Don’t you dare throw up on my cock, you bitch, or I won’t eat you out.” She manages to calm herself while he finishes his release, then she licks him clean like a pro, smirking up at him. The second couple have been joined by the third guy, who now has his hand up the second whore’s skirt and is finger fucking her while they all watch the first couple. She starts gyrating harder on his hand as Ben—guy number two, starts to take his cock out to shove in her mouth.
“Come on up here a bit, Gill, where it’s a bit darker.” He moves farther towards the toilets then he gets on his knees and drags her down with him. He has his cock in his hand and is stroking himself, then he grabs her head and shoves his cock in her mouth. The other guy kneels behind her and lifts her skirt up—she obviously didn’t have any knickers on—and he just shoves really hard into her. It might be her arse he’s fucking rather than her pussy. It’s hard to see from this angle.
The first couple have moved past them and gone into the toilets. That means I can get closer to the other three without them seeing me. There is a small alcove where I can hide, just near them but out of view. This is better, much, much better. The noises from her sucking and the other one fucking her from behind are really doing it for my cock now. It’s solid like steel. I start rubbing myself hard. This is what I need to see and hear, these three going at it.
I can also hear the first whore in the toilets starting to scream with her release, the noises from all of them are really getting to me. I’m not going to last long myself. This is far better than watching a porno.
The three I can see are now all moaning, and it looks like the two guys are blowing their load at the same time. She can’t scream because of the cock in her mouth, but she’s bucking as her orgasm approaches. God, what a show this is.
The two guys swap ends. They start all over again. She is fucking loving this, the dirty whore. She’s panting hard and moaning loudly, thrusting her arse out more, the one behind has laid on his back and is licking her pussy, as he sticks a finger or two in her arse. She’s being licked, sucked, and fucked in all holes at this point. She’s a fucking whore. I take my cock out of my pants, stroking and pulling hard. I’m about to explode right there in the alcove. God, I have to be quiet. I don’t want any of them to hear me. Although, with everything that’s going on, I doubt any of them will notice me anyway. I’m timing it just right so that when she screams out as she cums, I shoot my load all over the wall in front of me, grunting as quietly as I can.
I quickly tuck myself away while she’s coming down from her orgasm, even though both guys are still going at her. The others in the toilet are still going at it, and she is screaming in pleasure. I slowly start to move away back towards the bar so they won’t see me. My drink is still on the table. I grab it and throw it down my neck then go to get another one. God, I needed that release and the drink. Now I will be ready for tomorrow. I’ll go home to prepare and plan exactly what I’m going to do to the bitch.
Katherine
I’M MORTIFIED. I cannot believe what an absolute idiot I am, and how I have embarrassed myself so much in front of Lewis. I knew it was too good to be true—that this stunningly beautiful man would be on a dating site and actually want to go out on a date with plain old curvy me. I should have stopped talking to him online when I questioned it myself, but no, I was too caught up in it, yet again. When will I ever learn?
Lewis is annoyed as well. I can see it in his face and posture. When he puts it to me that this idiot could follow me home because I would have no clue who he was, it scared the shit out of me.
We leave my office and head over to the little bar on the corner across the road. Lewis goes to the bar while I grab a table. He comes over, carrying a tray with a bottle of wine, two wine glasses, and two tumblers with amber liquid in them.
“Brandy, neat. Do you want one, Kate?”
“Yes, please. I think I need it, even though I don’t normally drink it.
Lewis, I’m so sorry you are being dragged into this. Really, I can just cancel the date and go to the police. I can report him to the dating site as well.”
Lewis drinks his brandy in one go, then grabs the wine bottle and fills our glasses to the top. “No, Kate, we need to think about what to do here, but I don’t want you in any danger. The police will do nothing, so it’s up to us to catch him out, or prove he has other intentions. Although, I hate to imagine what they are… I can’t have that on my conscience even though it has nothing to do with me. It’s my image he’s using. I just can’t get over how stupid someone must be to use someone who is well known as his profile image.”
I feel really bad because Lewis is well known in the model world but only if you follow the tabloids and the celebrity gossips. I clearly didn’t know who he was.
“Sorry, Lewis, I guess I am stupid too, I didn’t know you were a model, or that you were well known until I met you today, and only then because Clive had told me we had a famous model coming in to see me. He didn’t even tell me your name. I don’t really follow the gossip mags or tabloids, I’m always too busy with work and building my business.”
Lewis chuckles at me. “It’s okay, Kate. I know I’m not an A-list celebrity and that suits me fine, to be honest. The publicity I get now is bad enough. I don’t think I could cope if I were famous. It’s great I can sit in here and have a drink without anyone recognising me.” Just as the words are out of his mouth, three young girls appear at our table. I can’t help the smile on my face as they ask for his autograph.
“You spoke too soon, Lewis,” I say once the girls have gone, after taking lots of selfies with him that will no doubt end up all over social media.
“Sorry about that, Kate. I suspect now that people have seen them making a fuss, it’s drawn attention to us, and it won’t be the last. That’s how it usually goes once I’ve been spotted. I think it’s fair to say that even though I’m not an A-list celebrity, having your face and body plastered all over the billboards in the big cities does draw attention to you, although a lot don’t usually recognise me with clothes on.”
“I’m sorry for being so ignorant, but what do you model?”
“No, don’t be sorry, it’s not ignorance, Kate, and to be honest, it’s refreshing that you don’t know me and who I am. I got my first big break being the face of Calvin Klein underwear, which is why I say a lot don’t recognise me with clothes on. It wasn’t me implying anything else.” He’s looking a little embarrassed at me and a bit sheepish.
“That’s great, and it’s great you have made it as a model. I do know it’s a hard industry to get into. I have other famous clients, some A-listers as you call them. Just because they chose a different profession than I have, doesn’t make them any better than me, and I don’t mean that disrespectfully, it’s just that some that I have had the pleasure of showing apartments to seem to think they are royalty just because they are well known and have money. I have money, but it doesn’t make me any better than the people who work in the supermarket I go to. We all choose our paths, and some make it, and some don’t. You try your best, and that is all you can do.”
Lewis just stares at me.
“I’m sorry, Lewis. I tend to get on my soapbox when people think they are better than everyone else. So far, I’m pleased to say you do not fit into that box. I also seem to be apologising a lot tonight.”
He has the biggest smile on his face and is looking at me like he wants to pounce on me. Just then, two women this time, appear at the table, all smiles and sass. They must have had a little to drink as one pulls up the spare chair right next to Lewis and sits down so that they are thigh to thigh. They both completely ignore the fact I’m with him at the table. The one sitting next to him starts touching his arm and squeezing his biceps. Lewis, ever the gentleman, is so polite to them, but he keeps throwing me apologetic glances. I’m quite amused by the fact that this is what happens, and the women totally ignore the fact he’s with someone else. This goes on for a good ten minutes. I just sit, bemused by it while they fawn all over him and then take some selfies with him.
“Ladies it was a real pleasure meeting you, thank you so much for the support you give me.” I guess this is his way of politely letting them know their time is up. They take the hint and say their goodbyes by giving him hugs and kisses. One of them gives me a really sly look as she starts to leave the table, but I just politely smile.
“Kate, again I’m so sorry. Look, this is going to keep happening now I’ve been spotted. I don’t want you to think anything of it, but I have a suite at the Mandarin Oriental if you would rather we go there to discuss what to do about tomorrow night?”
My apartment is only a short walk away, but I don’t want him to know that the apartment he’s interested in is right next door to mine. On the other hand, I’m also unsure about going to his hotel. The lesser of the two evils is my place.
“My apartment is just a short walk from here if you would rather we go there? I don’t want to be photographed getting out of a taxi with you at your hotel. Is that okay?”
He drinks the remainder of his wine, then stands up and grabs the wine bottle that’s still half full. “Let’s go then before I get stopped again.”
Lewis
WE LEAVE THE Little bar, and I have the bottle of wine wrapped in my jacket as it’s against the law to have alcohol on the streets of London in certain areas. I’m following Kate’s lead, as I have no idea where her apartment is.
“I’m sorry about that, Kate. It gives you a small glimpse into what it’s like being out in public with me. I hope it hasn’t put you off?”
She looks at me, a bit confused by my statement, and I’m not sure how she’s taken it. I really like her, and I hope when we have sorted out this mess tomorrow, we can go out on a date. I know she isn’t my usual type, but I’m over all that, especially after Sadie. I want someone normal like Kate, not to mention she is beautiful, and we have this chemistry, I can feel it. I think normality is what I need if I want to settle down and start a family. I am thirty-three after all, so I need to do something.
“It’s okay, Lewis, honestly, although it would drive me potty if that were me it was happening to. It must get to you sometimes. All types of women fawning over you like you’re a piece of property and you belong to them. They see you as an object rather than a person, and that must really get you down sometimes.”
She’s hit the nail right on the head. It’s true. I am seen as an object by so many people; both female and male. I’m so grateful to my fans, don’t get me wrong, but it would be nice to be treated like a person sometimes, and not just a body. Kate really seems to understand me.
“You’re right, a lot of them do see me as an object, and it does get to me sometimes, but I really appreciate my fans, especially the book world ones that follow me. That’s where it all started for me, and I am so grateful for that.”
“Book world fans? Do you write books as well? Oh, how interesting. What kind of books?” she asks looking at me, amazed.
“I don’t write, no,” I answer with a laugh. “Have you ever heard of Fabio Lanzoni? He’s a famous cover model from the 80’s and 90’s. He was on a few hundred book covers back then. Well, Lucinda calls me Fabio as a joke because I’m on a lot of romance book covers. It all started there for me, getting into the book world, I used to go to book signings as a cover model. I met so many amazing people doing that, and I’m so thankful for it. It was after that when Lucinda arrange for me to join some model agencies, that I got sent on a casting call for CK and got the job. The rest, as they say, is history.”
We are walking along the street, talking happily, and I haven’t paid attention to where we are going, and when I look around, I recognise the place from the little tour of apartments Kate took me on earlier. We are at the building with the apartment I want to buy from Kate.
“Well, this is me then,” Kate says as she stops at the huge glass double doors. She looks up at me, waiting for my reaction when I recognise where we are. Just then, the doorman opens the door for her. It isn’t the same one from earlier, but he knows Kate.
“Thanks, Harry and how are you today?”
“Just great thank you, Kate, can’t complain too much when I’m fit and healthy.”
“Harry, this is Lewis, a friend of mine and he’s interested in the penthouse next to mine, so he may become a new tenant,” she says turning to me with a smile on her face.
“Nice to meet you, Harry. Yes, I really love this place. I’m considering buying the apartment I saw earlier today,” I say reaching out my hand to shake his.
“I’m sure you will like it here, sir, it’s by far the best place I have worked, and the boss is really nice to work for too,” he says while shaking my hand and winking at Kate. She laughs at him. You can see how fond of each other they are and that they have a great relationship, not just boss-employee. They seem to know each other well.
“I hope Lillia hasn’t been giving you the run around again today. You know she keeps her grandad on his toes,” she says to him laughing.
“No, I didn’t get to see her today. She wasn’t very well, she had a bit of a tummy bug and was sick, and my daughter thought it best not to come so she didn’t pass any bugs onto me. She said at my age I have to be careful of getting any kind of bug, as they can knock you for six! The cheeky little minx, what does she mean, at my age? I’m only fifty, after all.” He said this winking and smiling at Kate, as he is obviously older than fifty.
“Whatever does she mean?” Kate says laughing at him.
She moves away towards the lifts. “You take care now Harry, see you later.” With that, she presses the button for the lift, and the doors open immediately.
“That was good timing,” she says walking into the lift and pressing the button for the penthouse apartments.
“You didn’t mention you lived here,” I say glancing down at her. I’m so close to her in this small space that I can smell her perfume. I don’t recognise it, but I love it on her. My heart is beating faster, standing this close, she’s a little shorter than me but not by much. I’m looking down on her, and she’s twiddling with her hair. What is it about Kate? She’s beautiful, no doubt about that. She is all woman from what I can see, even if that isn’t a lot with her suit on. She’s intelligent, smart, stunning and I can’t help but be attracted to her. She lets go of the strand of hair she’s twiddling, and I automatically reach forward to swipe it behind her ear. She gasps as I touch her cheek, and I swear I feel sparks in my fingertips.
“Sorry, that was just automatic. I didn’t mean to startle you,” I say looking straight into her beautiful hazel eyes. I could have sworn they were green earlier, but now they look brown.
“You surprised me, that’s all.”
The lift reaches the top floor, and we walk out really close to each other. I follow Kate to the right. She takes her card key out and taps it on the door. We enter the apartment, and it is the same as the one I viewed earlier today, just mirrored.
“Welcome to my place. Here, give me the bottle. You sit on the couch over there while I get the drinks, then we can sort out what to do about tomorrow night.”
Kate then heads to the kitchen, as I move over to the bank of floor-to-ceiling windows near the couch.
“This view is spectacular, Kate,” I say when she returns. I can’t help but stare at her.
“I love the view at night, all the twinkly lights of the city and on a clear night you can see for miles.” She looks up at me and catches me staring at her. She smiles shyly. I can feel the pull I have to her. I’m sure she can feel it too by the way she’s looking at me. It’s like we are in a trance and can’t pull our eyes away from each other. Like there is an invisible thread joining us and drawing us closer, I could just lean in now and kiss her, and I’m sure she would be into it as much as me. I know I can’t do that though, we need to sort out this dating site mess.
I move away from the window to break the connection between us and to save my own embarrassment because I can feel my cock stirring being so close to her, and I don’t want her to see what she is doing to me right now.
“Do you think if you postponed the date from tomorrow to one-night next week that he would go for that? I’m just thinking of buying us a bit more time, you know, so we can think this through properly before going in their half-cock.” Oh shit, why did I say cock out loud? Now he is rock hard. I move to the couch quickly and sit down, shit. Luckily, she has only put on a small table lamp, so at least it’s not too bright in here.
Kate moves from the windows, glass in hand and sits on the couch opposite me, putting her glass on the table. I refuse to move, keeping my cock hidden until he settles down.
“I already cancelled on him once because of my meeting with you earlier in the week. I don’t think he was happy because he didn’t reply to me for a while. I could get my laptop from my bag and see what he says? It’s worth a try. Like you say, it’s better to go in with a proper plan than a half-cocked one.”
Shit, now she said cock. That’s it, he’s not going down anytime soon. I’ll be staying put for a while. When did she take her jacket off? Oh no, I can see her bra through the white blouse she has on, and it’s a lacey one. Stop looking at her tits, idiot, look at her face.
