Forever After One Night

"Damn!" Is there anything less dignified than searching for your underwear" I cursed under my breth. I picked the man's pant and gave it a little shake. Not here! I dropped to my knees and looked under the couch . No sign of my underwear. I was beginning to sweat and couldn't look up to the man seated on the couch. He's so different from the other guys i had spent the night with. He gave me more than my normal pay and the s*x was just too good. I chuckled at the thought of that. Is it because he's too handsome? I never enjoyed having s*x with different men and sometimes cry while they were at it but this is just different. Or am I loosing my mind ? "Are you looking for this?" The handsome man said. I looked up to see him dangling my panties from one finger to the other. "Are you for real?" I bit my lower lip and glared at him. I jerked it from his hand and he gave an annoying chuckle. "He didn't smile nor grin yesternight and now he just chuckled. Even if he looked more cute while chuckling,to hell with him for mocking me" I thought as I immediately got on my feet. I tightly wrapped the towel round my body as I stepped towards the bathroom. "Wait," I heard the man say. Slowly, i turned to look at him. "Take this" He said Stretching what seems like a business card to me. I steped foward but didn't take it. "You want me to be your personal s*x partner? No!" I shook my head in disbelief as I tried hard to prevent my tears. "Don't think I'm doing this cause i enjoy doing it. It's just because i don't have a choice!" I added as tears welled up in my eyes. "Hey! You should listen to what i have for you before jumping into conclusion" The man said calmly. "I don't want anything from you, i know you paid me more than you're supposed to but i...". His words cut mine short as i was too surprised. "I need a domestic worker, most appropriately a nanny for my daughter and i want you to apply for it" For some seconds I lacked words. A domestic worker? To be precise a nanny? For his daughter? He is a father already? Wow! Who would want a prostitute like me for a nanny to their daughter? It sounds crazy! "Why do you want me as your daughters nanny?" I asked as i was slowly recovering from the shock, that I didn't i understand whether its because he already is a father to someone, or is it because he want a s*x worker as his daughter's nanny. "I just want you as my daughter's nanny" The words coming out of his mouth like it's nothing but I for sure felt there was something more to it. What if he wants to harm me? "No am not interested". I said keenly trying to read his face reaction and turned to walk away. Few moments later, I was done taking my shower and walked out fully dressed. I didn't get surprised when I found the creepy man gone. He must figured out that I already understand his master plan. "What if I had fell for it?" a thought crossed my mind as I wondered. But according to how I knew madam Kelly, she would not give me to a dangerous man. I took my bag and hurried out of the room. As i walked downstairs where the bar was situated, I sighted madam Kelly from a far. I walked towards the pretty lady who was on her late forties, her short curly hair was dyed gold and her face was all made up,her lips shone with the red lip gloss she applied. Her tight gown was made of leather which has tiny sparkle all over it, her shoes blinked also. She dresses that way every single day and if you don't know her well enough, you'll never know that she is a forty five plus woman. She looks far younger than her age. Every step she took brought attention to her and everyone drinking in the bar knew she was the owner of the bar and brothel. With her appearance,one will think she's a stern woman but she's so nice and down to earth. She treats her customers right which always make her bar full to the brim. "Vera", she smiled widely as glared at me. Among her s*x workers, I knew she has a special liking for me. From the day I disclosed to her that I don't like the job, but i need all the financial help i can get. That's why I always trust her and the people she match me with. "Madam Kelly" I raised my voice to call. "Do you need a drink?" Madam Kelly asked. "No". I answered. "So, how was it?, She asked. I honestly hated these questions after the job. I always felt unhappy and guilt of whatever I had done and this made me wish i had a degree and envied graduate agemate. "He gave me much more than my pay", I answered. "I knew it! Wilson Highton is an influential man and i felt so honored to have him in my bar last night. He also gave me more than we bargained" Madam Kelly laughed happily. "Willson Highton?" I asked feeling that the name was a bit familiar but I brushed it off. "But he's kind of creepy" I suggested. "No. you only think that because he is a stranger to you" Madam Kelly assured me as she held on my two hands. "Is anything wrong? did he do something to you?" Madam Kelly asked. No, just that...I said as i was about to disclose but I got interrupted when Madam Kelly was called by her client. "We will talk over the phone darling" she said before hurrying away. I desperately looked at her figure until she fades in my eyes. I lazily stood up and started walking out of the bar ignoring the gaze from several men at the bar. I finally alighted the cab infront of our house and paid the cabman. I felt tired and lazy. Into the compound I walked to my apartment and as I got nearer, I noticed a teenage girl leave through my door and slammed it hard. She looks familiar when I noticed she is a schoolmate to my younger brother. The girl walked past me, and I noticed that the pretty girl was in tears. "Again!" I thought furiously knowing my younger brother was a Playboy. "What the hell is wrong with Lemmy!" I felt so furious and turned to comfort the girl but she already walked out of the gate. I turned and angrily walked to the house. "Hey sis" Lemmy said bending to pick me on my cheeks. "f**k off" i angrily shouted walking to the kitchen to get a glass cup of water. "Ouch" Lemmy groaned. "Vera, what was that huh?" He asked also walking to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and brought out a chilled bottle of water. "Vera!" Lemmy pouted. I grabbed a glass cup and poured myself some water still ignoring him. I gulped it down my throat while Lemmy watched me. He knew the job i was doing and knew i was doing it just for his sake and our stepmother. Anytime i came back looking tired, he pities me and feels pure rage for himself. He once told me,if it wasn't for him, i wouldn't engage in such job. He even wanted to work part time but I didn't allow it. I insists on providing everything and he knows it's not easy, and give him enough time to focus on his studies. Sometimes I wish our parents were alive. If only our stepmother never had that accident while she was doing different jobs just to feed us. Now everything is on me alone. "Hey Lemmy!" I called. "I thought you were ignoring me " Lemmy said. I was until i saw you were lost in thought" I said as i rolled my eyes to make fun of everything. "Ohh" he scratched his hair. "Are you probably thinking about the girl that left here in tears?" I asked. "Ohh...you mean Sarah?" Lemmy asked. "I don't care what her name is. "Lemmy! This will be the fortieth time a girl will walk out of this apartment in tears!" "Fortieth? C'mon sis. You exaggerate so much. It's not even up to twenty times. It should be the eighteenth time or so" Lemmy said. "You think it's a good thing to make a girl cry? Lemmy! I knew what you did to Kenn when he made me cry. You almost killed him" "Well that guy was a motherfucker" Lemmy said remembering the incidence which made him feel like punching Kenn all over again. "And you're?" I asked. "Okay sis, I'll change" Lemmy said.