Lethner's Service

Chapter 09 - Stay Still

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I already introduced Jabes to Paula before Frazer approached us and her eyes sparkled actually. Since she was busy entertaining her guests, I texted her that I have to go and I have important appointments to cater by this afternoon. Jabes opens the door of his car for me and I comfortably sit on the shotgun seat.

“Did you see his reactions? He looked like a s**t!” I laugh hard while pinching Jabes right arm which is busy maneuvering the steering wheel.

“Yeah, yeah. Stop pinching my arm. I’m driving, Quinny.”

“Quinny” sounds like a pet name but I like hearing it from him.

It sounds like an endearment for me.

“Oh sorry but I really feel like what happened a while ago deserves a celebration.”

He just smirks.

“Thank you Jabes. I honestly don’t know what to do if you weren’t there. By the way...” I slid my pouch open and grab my wallet out from it. “How much was your service?” I ask him. He glances at me and smiles.

“Just give me the amount that we’ve negotiated. No taxes and hidden charges.” After naming his price, I pull out more of what he asks from my wallet and puts it on the dashboard.

“There you have it. Thanks for the service.” I triumphantly smile and bring my wallet back in its place.

“Since I’m driving here and I’m a just a beautifully made gentleman by my parents, I’ll drop you at your apartment, if it’s okay with you.” he offers.

“That sounds good.”

“Okay then let me take you there.”

The hyped up atmosphere begins to be awkwardly silent. The smell of his car is so manly. It does have a freshener but I smell his perfume mixed with his own scent. The smell inside is intoxicating, unlike most of the men’s cars that I’ve ridden, if it does not smell cigarettes, it smells strong scents of different fruits.

I really didn’t expect this to happen –sitting beside a male p********e. What’s not so normal is I’m feeling so comfortable with him. I should be scared just by knowing his job. I’m aware that he’s being paid to pleasure women but why is it that I don’t feel afraid of him?

There would be possibilities that he’ll kidnap me and do something against the law but my mind’s dismissing that idea because what I honestly feel right now is nothing but pure comfort and... awkwardness of course.

His prominent veins on his arms add up to his oozing charisma. Those women he had deflowered have probably lost their voices moaning their t**s out for him. I wonder how he entered this kind of job. I mean...just look at him!

He freaking looks so decent. I actually thought he’s a business man or someone who works in an office.

“Jabes?” I mutter.

He glances at me. “Hmmm?” and brings his eyes back to the road.

The way he says hmmm, s**t!

It sounded like a sexy moan.

Damn! Am I having hearing deficiencies?

“Can I ask something?”

“Shoot.” He simply responds.

I clear my throat.

“I don’t mean to be mean but how did you end up entering your job? Like why?”

He smirks and glances at me again.

“Do you really want to know? I might shock you again and you might end up jumping off my car.” He softly laughs.

“No. Go ahead. I just want to know.”

“s**t happens,”

My eyebrows furrowed with his answer.

“Why? What do you mean?”

“My father and your ex boyfriend, they’re the same. He cheated and had his happily ever after story with his mistress.”

I see how his hand slightly tightens the grip on his steering wheel.

“After years of being married and after raising two children, he cheated. My younger sister has a stage two bone marrow cancer and my mom’s old enough to work for us.”

He sighs heavily. I’m starting to think that I should’ve not asked him.

“I cannot afford to lose both of them. They’re the only ones that I got. And because Dad cheated, he evaporated like a bubble. Our life became miserable. I wasn’t able to finish college. That’s why s**t happens.”

I should’ve not really asked him. I can see the hurt and anger in his eyes.

“I needed to find work to earn a living, for mom, for my sister. I once worked as a delivery truck driver, dish washer, and waiter before I entered this job. I also had odd jobs before like being a physical therapist of an old woman with a high libido.”

She fakes a chuckle.

“I was a caregiver of a cat, a dog walker, an apple picker, and a lot. I left Hawaii and I moved here in St. Louis because I needed to pay bills. Numerous bills.”

He pauses for few seconds as if he’s collecting more guts to tell me his miserable life.

“A friend suggested me to try this job. Of course, I hesitated at first because who the f**k would sell himself for money? But money is money so I gave it a try.” he shrugs his shoulders and gives me a quick glance before he shifts his eyes back to the road,

“I registered to that secret website for callboys and posted an ad asking if any women wanted to cuddle with a cute boy like me because I thought I was cute that time.” he chuckles,

“You know..cuddle for money? Just a cuddle and it worked. But it was so inconsistent so I decided to offer more like you know...offer more of me. I got a response from an old woman who offered me sixty dollars for s*x which I didn’t accept.”

“Why?” I ask, curious.

“She’s as old as my mom and if I accept her offer, it’s like f*****g my own bloodline. That’s just gross.” he shakes his head,

“When I got another response from a lady who offered me a hundred dollar per hour for s****l services, I said yes.”

I did not expect him to tell me the whole story. I was just expecting for a reason.

“That lady was Emery.”

My lips parted when I heard our hotel manager’s name. I just can’t imagine that Emery is availing services of a callboy just to be pleasured. I mean, she’s freaking beautiful and she can pull ten guys if she wants to?

“She’s my valid customer for about a year now. She even lets me borrow money whenever I need it and this car, I had this because of her tips.”

Unbelievable!

“Money is a flash here in my job Quinn and I’ll be honest, I really need money. I’m not doing this for my own pleasure. I’m not doing this just for the sake of f*****g. I’m doing this for mom and for Mary Elizabeth. I love them so much and I’ll sacrifice everything for them, even if it means literally selling me.”

I am speechless.

“Now you know why I chose to be like this.”

I remain silent while letting him explain. I know that anytime, a tear would fall on his cheeks because his eyes were glistening but he’s just trying his best not to show it. I don’t know how I would feel after hearing it from him. The lonely and melancholic sparks on his eyes make me want to get a tissue from my pouch and wipe it on his cheeks the moment he cries.

I’m feeling so regretful right now for being so rude on that day I left him inside the café. I judged him. I harshly judged him without knowing his reasons. I feel pity for his sister, for his mom, and especially for him.

But ironically, I admire him. I admire him for sacrificing his own happiness for his family.

I admire his selflessness.

But then...

...I wish he doesn’t have to do this.

“Why don’t you try entering other –”

“What? Other jobs?” He cuts me off and smirks, “As what I’ve said, money is a flash in my job Quinn. I needed to pay numerous bills.”

I nod my head for a response. I look away and let the deafening silence overrule the molecules of air inside his car. I decided to focus my attention to the views of the streets outside the car’s window while I am secretly hoping that Jabes’ changes his mind.

It’s not too late for him to change. I mean...not too late for him to realize that what he’s doing is a huge risk. I’m worried that he’ll get sexually transmitted diseases. The kind of job that he has is a no joke and he’s risking his life for Heaven’s sake.

But I can’t do anything to stop him either. I’m not on his shoes. Maybe if I were to be in his position, I’ll clearly understand why he’s doing it.

For a span of traveling thirty minutes, Jabes’ car stops in front of a two-storey flat complex painted with a combination of white and gray.

“Thanks and please head home safe.” I smile, passing him.

I am planning to enter the high rise in front of us when suddenly...

“Quinn!”

...he calls out my name.

“Yeah?” I turn around to face him.

“I’m sorry but can I use your comfort room? My unit’s kilometers away from here and I don’t want to pee on my pants, you know...”

“Alright Mister. It looks so rude if I’ll send you off. Follow me here.”

My parents would be in rage if they know that I have just let a stranger enter my apartment –a male p********e to be exact. Well, he’s not a stranger to me anymore. This building is CCTV protected and is secured so if ever he does something wrong, he’ll end up behind bars.

I grab my keys from my pouch and lead the way for us.

“My unit is located at the topmost area of this building. I hope you can control yourself from peeing. Don’t worry, just five minutes before getting there.” I softly laugh while walking.

He’s just quiet while following me. Maybe he’s been preventing himself from peeing since we’re at the reception.

Poor Jabes!

His bladder must be in full tank.

All I can hear are our footsteps heading the lobby area. The building’s security guard who’s at his mid 50’s is there, standing and smiling at me.

“Hi Bree!” he greets me showing his complete white dentures.

“Hello Boston!” I wave my hand at him,

We walk passing him and I’m sure he’ll ask me later if the guy who’s walking behind me is my new boyfriend. Boston used to see Frazer driving me home here in my flat and seeing a different guy with me would really knock his curiosity.

Jabes and I enter the elevator near the lobby. I press the second floor button and step backwards. I forgot Jabes is behind me that I accidentally step on his shoe. I felt my body lost its balance so I quickly grab the nearest thing at the back of my hand and that’s Jabes’ pants.

He also hugs me from behind to catch me. My body tenses as I can feel the heavy breath of him fanning at the back of my neck. It sends shivers to every fiber of my body and I think I had just goose bumps creeping from my nape down my spine.

I clear my throat and apologize for grabbing his pants –that’s too close to grabbing his thing down there.

“I...I’m s-sorry.” I quickly apologize, stuttering.

“It’s okay.” he replies with a hoarse voice.

I swallow my saliva for only the angels above know how many times and I quickly distance myself from him. The deafening silence between us ruled over the place and I find it really awkward. As I heard the elevator’s ding, I quickly step outside. He silently follows me with his hands inside the pockets of his pants.

Why do I feel like something weird is going to happen? I can’t exactly explain it but there’s this strong feeling that something is really up.

Jabes has been so quiet since we entered this place and I find it really intriguing for a guy with a filthy mouth like him. We walk passing a total of four units before we finally reach the front of my room. I insert my key on the knob and turn it open. The door’s hinges made a sound.

“Come in. I’ll just turn the lights on. Wait for a moment.”

He steps inside still silent. I don’t know what’s running inside his mind. Hearing his footsteps, I can conclude that he’s just standing right behind my back. My room’s dark and I have to touch the side of the wall near the door to find for the switch and turn the lights on.

But before it happens, a pair of arms forcefully grabs my waist from behind. The guy at my back kicks the door close, locking us both inside the dark room.

I gasp in shock.

“Jabes what are you –”

“Shhhh!” he hisses near my earlobe which sent bolts of electricity to my nape.

I try pushing him away using my elbows but he’s way stronger than me. He turns me around making me face him then he grabs both of my wrists and pins them on the wall above my head. It was dark but by the help of the light coming from the windows, I could see how dark his face is. His eyes were piercing.

“I’m not planning to hurt you. I’ve been controlling myself from touching you since we entered my car Quinn.” I instantly close my eyes when his minty breath fans my face.

“I just want you to know that you’ve paid for my service and I’m giving it to you right now.” he whispers,

My mouth opens in shock. I know what he exactly meant when he said service.

I wanted to kick him right between his legs but I feel like my body’s been paralyzed. My lips are shaking and my knees are slowly turning into jellies. I gasp when he suddenly buries his face on my neck. My body trembles when he sniffs it. His nose tip trails my skin from my neck up my lips tracing my jaw line all the way to my left ear.

The tingling sensation of those little hairs surrounding his mouth is making some weird throbbing underneath my...panties and I am feeling wet down there.

“I want you to feel special today Quinn. I want you to get the full service that you’ve paid.” his hoarse voice renders me speechless.

I can’t move and I don’t know what to do. My defenses are slowly giving in.

I just felt my eyes slowly closing. The battle between my anticipation for the things that’ll happen and the urge of my mind to push him away adds up to the intense heat that I’m feeling right at this very second of my life.

He bites my ear before he whispers.

“If you don’t want me to give you my full service, you’re free to push me but if your body wants the other way around, stay f*****g still for me Quinn.”