Free Driven Lust by Abby Adams Publishing Page A

and
grabbed her towel.
    James followed her through the garage up to
the second floor. The elevator opened to a full sized gym. It
boasted tread mills and bicycles, free weights and machines.
Mirrors lined one side and windows facing the back green on
another. James had an advantage with the view and realized the
sunset he witnessed last night was facing the golf course he could
see where he stood.
    Niles was working out and James approached
him. "I think you overlooked this place on your tour." and
smiled.
    "That's because I didn't want you up here
telling me what a shitty tour you got." he growled, grunting into
his workout.
    James laughed at that, "I wouldn't have
called it shitty, just a little less informative."
    James wished him a good workout and studied
the room a little more.
    Finding an open treadmill, James decided to
start there. He set the run for a two-mile run in thirty minutes.
Lisa took the treadmill beside him.
    "How did you know the bride at the Wilson
wedding?" James asked while his treadmill started up.
    "Oh, I was friends with her cousin, Stacy."
she offered.
    "Stacy Davidson?" Jim remembered. "Oh, how
long have you known her?"
    "A while, why?" she wanted to know.
    "I have a run with her tonight." he
explained, hoping to gain some insight on what to expect.
    "Her red hair says it all!" she giggled.
    James and Lisa were done by eight. After
cleaning up, they met again for breakfast. They ate in the rec room
which had a mini kitchen. James offered to pick up food since he
had time before his first appointment. The woman that usually
handled the cooking gave him a list. James didn't enquire what her
true purpose was, thinking he would learn in time.
    He went back to the garage to find his
Cadillac. Taking the elevator, he was met by another servant
heading out. She greeted him shyly and rode quietly to the garage
level. James said in parting, "Nice to meet you." and turned to his
car.
    "Good to meet you ... with clothes on." she
giggled and walked away.
    Ernest was checking his oil and James
introduced himself.
    "Ah, you do wear clothes." and chuckled.
    "You're the second one to comment on my
clothing. Is there something I need to know?"
    "Eh, you might not be interested, but
security kicked on the monitors in our room last night and we
followed you around the place. Nice shot in the elevator by the
way." and laughed out loud.
    "You're kidding!" James was fuming, "Is
Cathleen aware of that?"
    "Son, everyone is aware of that." and closed
the hood. "I liked to died when that maid caught you bare naked!"
laughing away.
    Great, he just started working here and
already he was a huge embarrassment. James' phone went off in his
pocket, making a sound he didn't recognize. Looking at it, he saw a
text message and read it.
    'Mary sends her regards' with an attachment.
Opening it, James was hit with a photo of him in the elevator with
the maid. Obviously, the picture was of a monitor that had still
framed on the shot. James knew someone was in the security room,
viewing the recording of his trek from Cathleen's room to his.
    Looking at the sender name, he saw it was
from Cathleen Spencer. Texting back, 'probably her first thrill in
months.' and sent it.
    She replied with, 'where are you going?' and
he responded with, 'store for groceries and some damn underwear.'
and sent that back.
    Slamming the door, his ego wounded, he
almost peeled out of the place. He was glad that he didn't because
people were standing outside smoking. The women all waved at him
and one held a thumb to her hear with her pinky extended mouthing,
"Call me." James wouldn't mind if it wasn't an older lady doing
that!
    Arriving at the mall, he locked the doors
and headed in. He went for underwear first, and looked for bikini
underwear. Finding a store that offered them, he bought a dozen
pair. Leaving that store, he found a novelty store and they offered
men's thongs. Figuring, 'what the hell', he bought five of those in
different colors. Noticing some