Free Simone: The Hired Mistress by Ink Mistress Page B

sleep, Jeremy was pleased that trying for a baby had not stopped them enjoying lovemaking simply for being close to one another. 
    “That has got to be the most boring shit I’ve seen in my life.” The woman said as she watched from outside of their bedroom window.

III
     
    “So…”
    “So…what?” Simone asked.
    “Did you do it?”
    “Listen, I can’t just rush this. I need time. Everything must be planned out,” Simone explained.
    “I’m paying you to rush! And if you wait too late our deal is over and you can forget about the rest,”
    “Calm the fuck down and let me do my job! You’re lucky I’m even doing it under these circumstances. I have yet to meet you, nor do I even know your name! Now, as I said, I…need…time. You are not my only client and you will not be my last, so I advise you to train your fucking attitude before I drop you and this job!” Simone snapped.
    “Bitch, you don’t have time! I made a way for you to have that doctor job as a temp, not full fuckin’ time! I did the hard part, so do what you have to do! And if you ever think about threatening to drop me from your hoe ass scheme of a job you have going on, I WILL EXPOSE YOU! Am I clear?”
    “Crystal.” Simone replied and ended the call.
    ***
     
    A few days later, Jeremy and Staci had finally chosen a donor and returned to the fertility clinic. Simone had praised their choice before setting Staci the task of filling in the paperwork. Jeremy had a different job to accomplish.
    He was ushered into a little room and told to bring his sample to the nurse's station when he was done. He was feeling very awkward. He'd been able to provide his sample from home because Staci had made it a bit more fun. He'd wanted to ask if Staci could come in with him, but a sign on the door made it very clear that no women were allowed into these rooms.
    Simone sat in her office watching on a small screen as Jeremy looked around the room. She was simply dying to see what Jeremy’s love muscle looked like. In fact, her hand had already slipped into her moist panties.
    Once she had herself in the perfect position, there was a knock on the door. She quickly adjusted herself, turned off the small screen, and sat straight up in the chair.
    “Come in,” she called out.
    “Hi, Simone, I’m so sorry to disturb you,” Staci apologized slowly entering the room and closing the door behind her.
    “Well, what can I do for you?”
    “Umm,” she pulled out a brown paper bag from her purse, “I want you to use this,” she said to Simone while handing her the bag,”
    “And…what is this?” Simone asked as she took a peek into the bag,”
    “It’s Jeremy’s sperm…from home,”
    “Oh, we won’t need this. He’s giving us a sample that we can use,”
    “No! I mean…this one is already done,” Staci said in a pleading tone.
    Simone squinted her eyes and looked at her with a suspicious look, “What’s going on, Staci?”
    “Nothing, I was just saving this sample in the freezer for good luck and I feel that this could be the sample that actually works. My pastor prayed on it and everything,”
    Simone bust out laughing, “I’m sorry, that is just… you know what, ok. So let me have someone to tell your husband he can come out-”
    “Oh, no,” Staci waved her hands dramatically, “Let him enjoy himself. He doesn’t…he mustn’t know about this. Okay?”
    “Mmmhmm.” Simone replied with her right eyebrow raised and watched Staci leave the room.
    She stuck the paper bag into a draw in her desk and continued her position as she turned back on the screen to watch Jeremy.
    Jeremy's awkwardness was clear as he sat and started to rub his fly. It became evident that nothing was happening. She guessed that he was suffering from performance anxiety. Many men did. 
    She watched as he inspected the shelves of pornographic material the clinic provided. The quality of the camera didn't prevent Simone from seeing the blush that spread across his