Chapter 4
Jazz
The rest of the weekend was quiet and I got some writing done on my present work. I wrote several really hot sex scenes thinking of all the sex I have had at Patricia’s mansion last weekend and this Friday night with her and Chloe.
I guess this gigolo gig is surprisingly enjoyable. I mean, what’s not to like. I get my brains fucked out with no strings attached and lots of money to boot.
In the recent past, I was paying escorts for my sexual pleasures. Now I am the escort getting paid for my services. Quite a turn of events and the bottom line is I get fucked a lot by beautiful women.
It was at noon on Monday when I got a call from a woman named Mona. I was curious when I did not recognize the phone number. She told me that she was a close friend of Patricia’s and wanted me to escort her to the Premier Opening of a Hollywood blockbuster at the Grand Illusion.
“We’ll go out to the after party afterwards,” she informed me. I was not surprised when she told me that she lived in Queen Anne where Patricia and Chloe live.
Though this is not exactly a Tuxedo event, I choose to wear it with a raspberry colored dress shirt
again with a black bowtie ready for the theater date
and shine my shoes to a high shine. I took my 2012 Hummer to the car wash to have it cleaned and detailed. I’ll leave it in the garage afterward to keep it perfect until the date on Friday,
I spent the rest of the week working on my current book long hours each day so I completed it Friday afternoon. After a microwavable burrito for lunch, I took a two hour nap so I’ll be at peak performance tonight for the after party with Mona.
I have had my hair styled so many times now that I was able to do it myself today after my shower and shave also trimming my goatee. Yes, I worked out in my home gym before the shower to be nice and buffed up for this evening.
I feel a bit giddy as I back my Hummer out of
the drive port. Like a teen about to pick up his first day. Yeah, I have no idea what Mona is going to look like, but considering how sexy Patricia’s friends are, I am thinking this woman will be a looker too.
I was shocked by the size of the mansion estate I drove my Hummer onto when I went to pick up my date. I am sure that my mouth fell wide open when I saw Mona coming down the spiral staircase of her huge mansion.
Mona was stunning with Farrah Fauset blonde hair and a 36DD-24-36 figure that was smoking hot. This woman could easily be on the cover of lingerie magazines. I would later find out that until two years ago that was exactly what she had been doing.
I’m sure that my eyes were staring at her bulging breasts at the top of her silver sequined dress.
“Cat got your tongue sweetheart,” she chuckled when she got to the bottom of the stairs.
“I’m stunned,” I croaked out. “I had no idea I would be going out with the most beautiful woman in Washington State,” I muttered.
“Oh dear, Patricia never told me that you were a silver tongue devil,” she purred. “Not flirting,” I said. “Just stating a fact as I see it,” I added. “Keep that up and you just might be a keeper,” she told me with a broad smile.
Every head turned to gaze over at us as we climbed out of Mona’s limo. There are photographers everywhere with flashes so bright I wished I had sunglasses. “Hey Mona…Who’s the hunk you have with you?” one of the women reporters called out.
There were other questions yelled at her as we made our way into the theater for the premier event. I must confess that I felt flattered that the woman had called me a hunk. Evidently Mona is still someone newsworthy these days.
“You didn’t tell me that you were famous,” I whispered as we took our seats. “18 years as the head model for Viceroy’s Sexkittens lingerie catalogue has a tendency to make you very high profile,” she chuckled.
As if on cue a short squat man came barreling up our aisle to address Mona. “Miss Leeza…do you have a minute? I’d love to hear what you have been doing since you left the industry two years ago. I promise I will make it a very positive review,” the man blurted out.
“Look, I am here to enjoy movie premier with my friend. If you tell the others to leave me alone, I will
give you an exclusive interview tomorrow afternoon at my mansion,” she told the man. “I’m sure you can look my address up. But don’t show up before 2pm,” she instructed.
I had to chuckle as the man hurried away in such a rush that he was practically tripping over himself. Plus the fact that her full name is Mona Leeza. I saw him at the double door entry way having an animated conversation with a group of people with cameras around their necks.
Evidently, whatever the man told those people worked because the crowd left quietly. Mona whispered that we will leave by the side door while all the Hollywood crowd keep the reporter’s attention out front.
It felt wonderful that Mona clung to my right arm during the entire showing of the premier movie.
Every time I glanced over at her askance, I got a nice view of her velvety tanned cleavage. I’m hoping that if everything goes well tonight that I will have my face buried in those melons later.
The movie was a romcom with a bevy of famous people in the cast. Some of whom were in the crowd attending the premiere. During the intermission, I found that those famous actors all knew Mona pretty well.
I also noticed that several of the famous actresses gave me a good once over when they thought I wouldn’t notice it. I was thrilled to have the attention of these sexy famous women.
“What agency did you find this absolute Adonis?” one of the actresses asked Mona quietly. “No agency. He was suggested by a friend. I think he is freelance,” Mona answered still clamped onto my right arm like I belong to her. I’m sure that the smile on my face looks a bit like a smirk.
I am loving this attention. This attention is not as a result of my books. This is attention by sexy, famous actresses and a lingerie model. Attention that I have never experienced before. It feels marvelous.
Before the intermission was over, the most popular actress in Hollywood pressed a slip of paper into my hand with her cell number.
“Call me” she whispered next to my ear. Now I am on cloud nine.
I have the most famous lingerie model ever on my arm and the most popular actress wanting me to call her.
Molly Sodona is the most sought after actresses in Hollywood. Both in her acting life and in her personal life. I am stunned that she gave me her number. You can bet your ass I will be giving her a call. I will probably call her tomorrow and ask her out to dinner while I am still fresh on her mind.
“I saw you making eyes with that movie tramp,” Mona told me when we got bac to our seats. My face fell as I feel like I may have fucked up by getting too excited about meeting the famous actress.
“No worries…I’m just bustin your chops,” Moan chuckled. I sighed a big relief. “Just remember that I am your date tonight,” she whispered just as the show came back on.
When the movie was over and the lights came back on, I noticed that Molly and her date made a beeline to the side exit. Mona and I were right behind them.
As we came outside, Molly glanced over at me
and winked. “She used the “call me” motion with her right hand. The look in her date’s eyes looked like he could bore a hole in my head. I just smiled with a bit of a smirk.
I was surprised when the limo took us back to Mona’s 12 bedroom mansion. Even more surprised when Molly’s limo pulled in right behind us. “I guess I forgot to mention that the after party is being held here,” Mona purred sexily.