Chapter 5
Jack
After I unpacked my clothes and had lunch with Alex out on the patio by the pool, I told Alex that I needed to take a nap because I was still a bit tired from the stress and long flight home.
She told me that was good. “I am going to take you out to dinner and dancing tonight so some rest will be good for you,” she stated.
I am again surprised when Alex hugs me tight to her breasts and kisses me on my left cheek. We are going to have a lovely time tonight,” she told me when she backed away from me.
This time, my dick is a little bit hard as I watched her walk away. Since her bikini is a string thong, I am looking at the most marvelous ass cheeks on earth.
My dick is fully erect by the time she disappears down the hall. Quickly, I close my door, drop my pants and beat my cock like a redheaded stepchild. I cum so hard that my knees nearly buckle. Then, I rip off my tank top to wipe up the mess I made on the floor.
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Alex is breathtaking when I come down from my room to go out to dinner. She is wearing a black silky looking mid-thigh dress that has a plunging neckline that can barely hold Alex’s cantaloupe size breasts in place. She is wearing ruby red lipstick. Her grey-green eyes are sparkling.
“You clean up really nice Mister Stud-muffin,” Alex purrs as her eyes run up and down my body.
I am pleased that I chose my most form fitting suit to wear on my dinner date with Alex.
“I was about to say that you are the most breathtaking woman I have ever laid eyes on,” I answered her.
“Even more than Gail?” she asked with a pouty lip. “Way more,” I said.
The head of every man in the restaurant turned while the ma?tre d led us to our booth. “Oh my, you caused quite a stir,” I told Alex as I stood while she was seated. “And all the ladies are gawking at you as well,” she replied.
After the waiter took our wine order, he stated that he always enjoyed seeing a mother and son out to dinner. “Oh no dear, this young man is my boytoy,” she told the young waiter. “So sorry-So sorry,” he stammered and then hustled away.
“So I’m your boytoy...Hugh?” I chuckled.
As much as you’ll allow yourself to be,” she answered cryptically.
“You and I could make this marriage a very good experience,” she suggested.
Before I could ask her what she meant by that, a young girl waitress came out to take our food order after delivering the wine.
“Joel decided to take a break,” she told us.
“You chased that poor boy away on purpose,” I told Alex after the girl walked away with our order. “Hey, he was the one who spoke out of turn with his quick assumption. I bet it will be a cold day in hell before he ever makes that mistake again,” Alex laughed. “Probably so,” I agreed.
This was a very high price Gentleman’s club that we were eating at. “I am surprised that you are a member here. I thought that Gentleman’s clubs were just for men.” I stated while we ate our meal.
“Couples can be members. When Jeffery died so unexpectantly, the membership fell to me. I have always been welcome here no matter who I bring with me. Or even if I come alone,” she schooled me. “I am very pleased to be the one here with you tonight,” I told her…surprised by my flirt.
“Well aren’t you a flirt,” Alex purred. “I---sorry,” I gasped. “Nonsense, you made my evening sweetie,” Alex cooed seductively. The way she is looking at me and the huskiness of her voice has my dick swelling. I am greatly relieved when our meals arrive.
While we ate dinner, I asked Alex why she never remarried after Jeffery died. “With the shit load of money that I have, all the men I have dated are more interested in my money and power than they are with me,” Alexandria disclosed.
“Hell, I have practically had to beg men to fuck me. I have to dress down, take an uber to a meat market dance club just to hookup for a one night stand. Half the time the men have thrown money at me thinking I am a hooker,” she confided.
There are some men at the Gentleman’s club who have approached me. They tell me they are interested in a physical relationship and a dinner companion type thing. The majority of these men are married to arm candy bimbos.
To be honest, those are the men I have been banging for the last several years. I know they don’t want my money and they do their best to show me a good time in bed,” she told me openly.
“Wow…I didn’t mean to pry,” I told her softly surprised by her openness.
“That’s okay baby, I intend to be one hundred present honest with you as we go forward.
If things progress the way I hope, I’ll want to know that you know all of me,” she told me.
Again, heads turned when we went to the most popular dance club in Seattle.
We did not wait in line. The bouncer in front waved at us to come on over.
“Nice to see you Miss Alexandria. It is always a pleasure to have you here with us,” The huge muscle bound man said. “He’s with me,” Alex told the man when he was eyeing me up and down. “No worries, she has me wrapped around her finger,” I joked.
After the man chuckled, he open the door or us to go in. It was the first time in my life I got to cut to the front of any line. In the military it was hurry up and wait for everything you did.
“I liked the sound of that. Wrapped around my finger. I can think of other places I would like to be wrapped around,” Alex said softly as we came into the club.
Again, the majority of men turned their heads and openly gawked at us. Of course it was Alex that they were openly staring at. “Hey baby, ditch the boytoy and come spend some time with a real man,” someone called out from the group of men by the bar.
“Sweetie, the only man who has my attention in this pig stye is on my arm. Ther rest of you are just background noise,” she called back. It grew really quiet as we passed the bar on the way to a booth.
I heard a few snickers. “I bet she’s a hooker,” one of the men said loudly. I stopped dead in my tracks. Come on Jack, that’s nothing,” Alex tried to stop me. But I was now in motion. “Which one of you pussy ass cowards said that,” I raised my voice to a loud commanding level.
“What are you going to do about it little man?” the 6 foot 7 beef cake stud chuckled. I stepped forward and bitch slapped him twice across his face. His buddies burst out laughing.
Unwisely, the fella a couple of years older, lunged at me with his arm cocked. I punched him in the left temple and he dropped like a box of rocks. “Any of you brave soldiers care to take a go with me?” I yelled.
There was dead silence except the music over the sound system.
“It never is a good idea to fuck with someone you don’t know.
I have studied Tai Chi for most of my life and own multiple black belts,” I informed the gaggle of men.
“We’re sorry miss. We did not mean any offense,” one of the men said.
“Maybe you should pick your friends a little more carefully in the future,” I advised.
“Wow baby, you really made my pussy wet. No man has ever stood up for me like that. I have always had to rely on my money to get even with loud mouth jerks.
Just after we were seated, the bouncer came to our table. “Wow dude, I saw you put that guy down with one punch. He is the starting defensive end for the visiting football team who are here to play the Hawks,” he told me.
“Someone needs to teach that prick some manners. I would never allow any man to call the woman I am with a hooker,” I told the bouncer. “Is that what happened?” he chuckled. “I guess that now he is up and seated at the bar I will just escort him out of here,” he stated.
After the bouncer escorted the man and his buddies out of the club, he came back to our table. “Now that I saw him up close, I have heard of that guy. He has a history of causing trouble wherever he goes.”
“He has been in trouble with the law in almost every city he has been to. Rumor has it that his team is about to dump him and take away his lucrative contract,” the bouncer told us.
“Do you think we should leave by the back door when we leave?” I asked in concern that he might wait outside to have another go at me.
I think that might be wise,” he answered.
“Sorry I fucked up our date,” I told Alex.
“Nonsense, no man has ever gotten me so turned on and enamored in all my days,” she answered.
The bouncer led us to the back of the club and then had one of the cocktail waitresses drive Alex’s Mercedes sports coupe to the back alley.
Unfortunately the thug football player saw something off about a waitress driving a fifty thousand dollar car and he followed her into the alleyway with ill will written all over his face.
The whole group came into the alleyway but only three of them kept moving towards me. The bouncer, whose name is Rick, I would find later, stepped in front of the two extra men.
“I don’t think you want to get involved in this if you want to keep playing football” he told the two other football players. He kept his body between me and the troublemaker blocking the men.
“I will warn you one time that I am a black belt in Tai Chi,” I announced so all could here. “So what you little punk. You hit me with a cheap shot before,” he growled and kept coming.
“If you keep coming, you will never play football again,” I warned him one last time. Rick took out his cell phone and began recording what was happening. Seeing that, his group of buddies did the same.
The thug took a round house swing at me. I moved just enough for that to be a glancing blow so it would be recorded that he punched me first. From the angle that his buddies recorded it, that punch probably looked a lot worse than it really was.
As the thug tumbled past me, I again bitch slapped him in the face. I knew that would enrage him. Expectedly, he turned and came barreling towards me. “I’m gunna kill you-you little punk.
When he again punched at me, I blocked his punch and smashed his nose till it looked flat on his face.
He shrieked and lunged at me again. I did a roundhouse kick and swept his right knee.
I heard the bones break. The sound of his football career ending at that moment.
“I have it all on video, Jack. You can have him arrested for assault,” Rick told me.