39. Chapter 38
Arianna
I knew that Tucker had been waiting for me to blow up at him on the ride home from his parents house.
Zephyr was right. This was probably more my fault than anyone else's.
The fact that Don Carbone wasn’t going balls to the wall murder spree on the entire Blackwood family was baffling to me, but showed how out of touch I might have become since moving to Crestwood.
Things in New York were changing, but they were changing in Crestwood as well. Having grown up in a criminal society, I was taught early on to notice things. The things I noticed in Crestwood lately had given me the idea of what I wanted to do when I graduated high school.
Now I just needed to tell my husband.
However, I thought he might need a little buttering up.
Lightly, I ran my fingers up Tucker’s leg, drawing patterns and watching as his cock swelled inside his pants. This was the effect every time I had my hands on him, but I’d figured out over the years that light touch was his favorite type of foreplay.
Sean pulled into the gates, Christian sitting shot gun. Since we were now in the driveway, I decided to unbuckle and scoot closer to my husband so I could whisper in his ear. “I’m sorry for my attitude earlier. I love you, Tuck.”
He groaned as I placed kisses up his neck. “I love you too, Ari.”
“It’s been a long few days and I think we could use some stress relief.”
His head tipped back, just as the car was put into park. Sean and Christian didn’t need to be told to give us some privacy, they just got out of the car and shut the doors, no questions asked.
I moved to the floor on my knees, my gaze never leaving his as I dragged the zipper down on his pants and freed his erection.
While Tucker had been out with my brother and his boys at Sandro's bachelor party, I’d spent some time watching porn, working on finding new blow job techniques that I hadn’t tried yet.
I was excited to try this one, wondering if it would be as good as it looked.
My tongue lightly swiped over his frenulum, and I watched as his pupils blew with lust. While I’d given that area attention in blow jobs before, I’d never made that area pretty much the entire area of attention, but tonight, that was the goal.
That sensitive spot was licked, rubbed by my lips, sucked lightly, and then I alternated by giving a little attention to the entire head, lapping at his slit, then gently running my teeth across the top of the head before going back to the bundle of nerves.
“Fuck. Ari.” Tucker’s head fell back on a groan and I couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped me. I loved having this effect on him and was so glad that he was enjoying the new things I’d learned.
I continued this cycle of pleasure, much like the videos I’d watched had, and in what seemed like no time, he lost control, taking my head in his hands and shoving his cock all the way to the back of my throat just in time for his release to hit.
Rope after rope of his salty essence shot into my mouth and I moaned, giving him more vibrations and deepening the sensations for him.
When Tuck fell back in his seat, completely spent, I couldn’t have stopped the satisfied smile that crossed my face if I’d wanted to.
“Ready to head inside?”
He chuckled. “I’m not sure I can walk.”
Damn. I’d definitely be using that one again.
From the dopey look on his face when we finally got him tucked back away and out of the car, I knew if ever there was a time I could get Tucker to agree to my plan, it was now.
When I came home from school the next day, Zephyr was sitting in the chair behind Tucker’s desk, Tuck sitting across from him waiting for me.
“Vita Mia. Join us.” Tucker placed a chaste kiss on my temple.
“Tucker tells me that you’ve decided what you want to do after high school. Obviously, you know you have our support to follow your dreams, so I was a little confused when he asked to meet to discuss it.”
I’m sure he was, but Tucker wasn’t wrong. I was going to need the older Givenchy men to agree since my plan was going to possibly expand their business.
“As I’m sure you know, school has never been my thing.
” He chuckled. This man had been more of a father to me since I moved to Crestwood than mine had been my whole life, so I’d been on the receiving end of lectures about my grades before.
“But I’ve always been good about reading people.
I’ve noticed lately that there’s an untapped market in Crestwood that I think we should jump on. ”
One of his eyebrows rose. “Go on.”
“Your family is in the nightclub business, which is part of the entertainment industry, so this isn’t too much of a stretch.
” I let out a breath, nervous for the first time in a while.
“In New York you guys visited the Crimson Room, which is a men’s only club.
I think we should make a women’s only version here in Crestwood.
There are a ton of bored housewives here.
This could be somewhere they go during the day to hang out with their friends, to see and be seen.
We could host brunches and tea times and such, even cocktail hours and a champagne room at night, but behind all of that, is something more exciting.
“Only members know that the basement level hosts things women love to think about, but are too embarrassed to admit. We can have nights where male strippers come in. Pole dancing classes for the women. Sex toy parties. Things like that. It’s all done in private, so they don’t have to worry about the community judging them because the only people that know, are the ones that also want to be part of those things. ”
Zephyr leaned back in his chair and steepled his fingers in front of his face as he looked back and forth between Tucker and I before finally focusing on his son. “And you think this is a good idea too?”
Tucker nodded. “The clubs bring in a lot of money with the younger crowd in Crestwood. But typically our demographic doesn’t include married couples, and if it does, that drops off after they hit about twenty-five and start having kids.
But a woman’s desire for excitement and risqué activities doesn’t just go away.
They just feel like it’s not something that’s acceptable.
If we provide a place for them to let go of that stigma, I think we could see a huge increase in revenue. ”
Zephyr hummed. “What would their husbands say about it?”
I chuckled. “Because on the outside the business is basically an all women country club, with brunch, tea, and gossip, if their husbands wouldn’t approve, they never have to tell them.
But realistically, I think if a woman told her husband she was taking a pole dancing class or stripper aerobics or something of that nature, he’d be ecstatic for what that could mean for him.
I mean, if Ashley told you she wanted to learn to pole dance for you, what would your response be? ”
Tucker gagged. “Please don’t answer that aloud.”
Zephyr was seriously considering it, so I decided to make one final push.
“Your family is very sex positive, so walking into Kiss and Tell and buying a sex toy doesn’t bother any of them.
But a lot of Crestwood is stuck up and frigid.
Women worry about judgement and gossip. Giving them a place to drop that worry and connect with like minded women could prove to be a gold mine.
And if not, you know the cover business will be profitable.
Hosting a brunch would no longer have to be a stressful affair for women when they could do it at our club. ”
Zephyr gave me a nod. “You have my vote. But I don’t make the decisions by myself, so we’ll schedule a time for you to present this to my brothers.
I think you stand a good chance of them agreeing with you.
Especially Percy.” He chuckled. “It might actually be enough to get him to give up real estate and join the family business.”
I let out a sigh, relieved that my future was starting to line up just how I wanted it to.