Free Thanks a Million by Dee Dawning Page A

cafeteria, Lora took a bite of her Cesar Salad. After swallowing, she batted those gorgeous, big, blue eyes at him. “So, is there some way you could get a penis reduction for me.”
    He shook his head in disbelief at the audacity of her suggestion. “Oh, it could be done, but there’s no way I’d ever do it.”
    “But what about me? I can’t go through life with a sore vagina.”
    He struggled to keep from raising his voice. “Lora, you have a sumptuous body, a heavenly face and you’re a great fuck. But in case you haven’t noticed, I’m cheating on my mistress with you, who in turn, I’m cheating on my wife with. There couldn’t possibly be a ‘go through life’ with you in the picture.”
    “But I thought—“
    They both glanced up at the beautiful black woman who had stopped at their table, holding a cafeteria tray. “Hi Mr. Allen. I’m sorry to interrupt you, but I see you so seldom. Anyway, there’s a situation that I need to discuss with you.”
    Dana smiled. “Trudy, so good to see you. How many times do I have to tell you? My name is Dana. What do you need to talk about?”
    He noticed her glance at Lora. “Oh, I’m sorry, Trudy, This is my secretary, Lora Nelson.”
    Trudy smiled at Lora. “Lora. Pleased to meet you.”
    Lora smiled too and hitched her head. “The pleasure is all mine.”
    “Trudy my door is always open to you. Come by any time or if you prefer, you can call.”
    Trudy nodded and smiled. “Thank you Mr…Dana. I’ll do that. Sorry, I disturbed your lunch.”
    Lora smiled and nodded. While Dana said, “Don’t worry about it.”
    Lora watched as Trudy sashayed away.
    “Where were we now? Oh, I remember.—”
    Lora turned back toward me and watched Trudy walk away. “Who was that woman?”
    “Her name’s Trudy. Sorry, I don’t know her last name.”
    Lora sighed. “She’s gorgeous. What does she do?”
    “Right now she’s an escort. When the hotel opens she’ll one of the hotel’s escorts.”
    Lora shifted in her chair. “Well, she’s beautiful.”
    “So are you?”
    “Humph! If I am, I’m beautiful like a million cookie cutter beautiful, blue-eyed, blonde Barbie dolls. She was exquisite. I’d like to look like her. She is exotic. I can picture her with a beautiful white man, like you.”
    I pursed my lips. “Yeah, well, I already have my hands full with three very beautiful women, which brings me to the point I wanted to make, before Miss Exotic interrupted us.”
    “Which is?”
    He fidgeted in the seat from exasperation. “You’re low woman on my totem pole.” He chuckled at his own corny joke. “Besides, you are tight because you’re inexperienced, but you’re not that tight. Having rough strenuous sex, like we have, every morning for the last six days, would make anyone sore.”
    She pursed her lips. “Maybe you’re right. Why do we do it first thing in the morning?”
    “It’s better that way. We’re less likely to be missed and if we are, they would think we came in late. Besides, Michelle never comes in before, eleven. She stays with the choreographers and production people until eight, then visits me in my suite.”
    She gulped. “You’re fucking her, too?”
    “Of course. I don’t want to give her any reason to suspect us.”
    Lora got a very naughty look on her face. “Wouldn’t it be easier on you to merge both of us into one session? Aren’t men supposed to fantasize about being with two women?”
    He had to think about it. The idea was titillating. “You wouldn’t mind that?”
    “She’s so beautiful, I find the idea intriguing. Maybe, she would, too?”
    “Yes, she is beautiful, but no more than you. I could go for watching you two go at it and I would fuck both of you. Mmmm, I’m getting hard picturing it.”
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    “Stuart! What brings a busy man like you down to the stage area?”
    He edged up to Fallon, wrapped his arms around her and while kissing her lifted her and swung her in a circle. She was dizzy