QUEEN OF THE NIGHT

Episode. 3

Dora took her time to dress up slowly. She was in no haste at all to return to the club, neither was she in any mood to get scolded at, because she knew her boss, Derrick, would surely reprimand her.

So, she took her time to have a sumptuous breakfast, a hot bath in the bath tube and ordered a new dress. While she waited for the dress to be delivered, her treacherous mind took her to her experience with Tom and how her body responded to him.

She unconsciously reached to squeeze her left n****e, as she remembered how his teeth bit them just a few hours ago, then she caressed the other one and closed her eyes to the depth of pleasure she felt.

“ You are a honey bee.”

She remembered his hands thrusting into her v****a as if searching for his lost treasurer, then she pried her c******s, gentle at first then faster until she gave out a softly audible moan, and then she began to thrust her finger into her v****a, while using her free hand to grip the bedsheet.

She did it again and again until she felt the urge to urinate, then the telephone in the room rang. It was her dispatch rider. She quickly wrapped herself in a bath robe and went to answer the door.

The dispatcher rider was a young man in his early twenties. He handed Dora the dress wordlessly but spoke she handed him a tip.

Dora took the package into the bedroom. It was a yellow layered short gown, a pair of underwear, a brown flip-flop and a mini handbag. When she was done dressing, she left the hotel.

When she got to the club, the secretary, a petty woman in her mid-thirties, informed her that Derrick wanted to see her. Dora walked slowly towards Derrick's office. She took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

“ You may enter “

She heard the unmistaken voice of Derrick. A voice that had sent a spike running through her veins in the last five years.

She opened the door and went inside. Derrick was pacing restlessly in his office.

“ Where have you been since yesterday?” he asked angrily, his voice reverberated around the whole room.

“ My head felt very heavy as a result of the alcohol that I consumed…so I needed to leave the party to somewhere where I could rest. “

“ And the hotel I paid for you wasn't good enough ?

“ I wanted to go somewhere close. I felt sick.

Derrick angrily threw a small flower pot that was on his mahogany table to the wall close to where Dora stood, making her dodge with fear.

“ You left the party, you left business, you left my money to find rest simply because you felt this heaviness in your head. “”

“ What would I have done ? I felt sick

“ Well, you would have made money ! Did you know how many men asked of you and refused to f****d other girls? They wanted you

“ I am sorry, but I really need to rest. “

Derrick, went to sit in his executive chair behind the mahogany table. He took a gigantic cigar lying on the table and lit it but didn't smoke.

“ I lost some money last night because of you… Do you know what that means ? He asked, but continued speaking before he could respond:“ It means your mother's bail will be suspended until I recover what I lost.

Dora immediately fell on her knees. “ Please don't stop my mother's hospital bill.”

Derrick took a very long drag from the cigar before saying,“ Then work. Mr Livel is here, he wishes to spend the rest of the day with you.

Dora stood up immediately. “ Yes boss.”

“ Dora, come here baby girl,” Derrick called softy.

Cautiously, Dora walked toward him, and he grabbed her waist roughly that nearly Dora off balance but his hand came circling her like a snake. He pushed her closed to himself and squeezed her butt.

“ Make Mr Livel happy, and I will be happy.”

“Yes boss “

“ Now go,” he said, pushing her softy on the ass.

Dora was waiting in the parking lot when Mr Livel sent someone to pick her up from the club. The driver took her to a resort outside town. Mr. Livel was already waiting outside for her. He wore two pieces of white clothing, a gold necklace and gold wrist, and brown sandals.

He was an average man with a pot-belly, but had a face that Dora could consider handsome. She had been his mistress for four years, after being employed to have s*x with Derrick for one year.

“ Here, thank you,” Mr Livel said, collecting the little fancy bag Dora came with. “ Take my card, get her clothes, and deposit some money into her account. “ Turning to her, he said, “ Shall we ? “

Dora forced a smile at him, before walking ahead. She knew the resort very well, she had been there every week for four years.

As soon as they entered the room, Mr Livel led her to the bed and began kissing her. Dora tried to return his kiss, but her mouth suddenly felt sore. Then he began to pull over her gown and fondle her breasts, before beckoning her to unbuckle his pants, and then there was his small d**k.

Dora wordlessly laid on the bed and opened her legs apart, so that he could have full access to penetrate her. She thought about her sick mother.