The Refugee - part 6

I followed Heather into the restaurant. She was wearing a dark grey tailored blazer and slim-fit trousers with a white blouse, I loved how it clung to her body as she elegantly walked up to the host and informed him, that we had a reservation with Douglas. The Host welcomed Heather like a family member and then led us to a table at the back where an odious-looking man was sitting, I recognised him from his social media page. I could feel his eyes undress me as we walked towards him, the positive was I noticed his eyes slide over Heather as well.

“Hello Heather and you must be Nataliya.” He rose awkwardly, his obese form struggling to get out of the seat and then offered his hand to us both before sitting back down.

“Nataliya is displaced from Ukraine and staying with us. I brought her along today because she had quite a successful clothing business and she would like to restart while she is in this country.”
“Well young lady, you are in luck, my friendship with Heather goes back 20 years so if I can help, I will certainly do what I can, as a favour to Heather.” He smiled at Heather who returned his smile.

It occurred to me that she had no idea he lusted after her, she genuinely thought he was a friend. I stored the information away to use later.

I kept quiet pretending to be shy, it tended to make men think with their dicks, but I was also presenting a virginal persona to Heather. If she knew what Jenna had been doing to me last night, I would have been homeless.

We ordered main, and I let them discuss the past and business deals picking at my food as I listened for anything that might be of use.

“I was hoping Doug that you could spend an hour helping Nataliya restart in this country.”

“I am sure I can squeeze her in tomorrow, I will call you later with a time.”

“Thank you I do appreciate it; I won’t have dessert I have a busy afternoon.”

“That’s a shame I see so little of you and then you run off.”

It was time for me to act.

“I would like to stay for dessert if you don’t mind, it is lovely here, I can find my way home and you have a busy afternoon anyway. Please say I can”

Heather looked at Douglas. “I don’t know.”

But he was already intervening.

“I would be honoured, and I will have my driver drop you off afterwards.”

“Well, if you don’t mind.” I could see her warming to the idea of getting back to work.

“Consider it done. Waiter.” He raised his hand, and a waiter came rushing over.

“The dessert menu please.”

Heather stood up and kissed Douglas on the cheek.

“It is always a pleasure Doug; I owe you for this.” She turned to me. “I will see you at home later Nataliya have a nice day.”

She started to walk away, I saw Douglas watching her.

“She has a great ass doesn’t she.”

He looked at me slightly shocked, and then he looked back at Heather's departing figure.

“She does indeed young lady, and I’m guessing she isn’t aware you like females.”

“Not yet, she isn’t ready.” I held his gaze, and he burst out laughing.

We ordered dessert.

“We are going to get on very well, you know of course she is devoted to that husband of hers.”

“Yes, and I think she said his company does business with yours abroad.”

“Ha ha, so you would like me to create a business deal to take him to the other side of the world so you can seduce his wife. You make me laugh young lady I do not throw money away.”

“I was thinking of a business deal.”

“What business deal, your clothing business? let me be honest Nataliya you may have had some success in your country but here it is cutthroat you are doomed to failure.”

“I’m afraid I misled Heather.”

“Be careful young lady she is one of my closest friends. I won’t see her hurt by your plans.” He may have tried to act protective but I saw him as one of those guys who think being nice to a girl will eventually get you laid.

“I was saying I misled Heather in that my business was running an escort service, I had over 30 escorts on my books.”

“Ah, yes I can see why you wouldn’t want to give that fact to her.”

“Or that it catered for female clients, and I would like to restart that business here with you.”

“You seem remarkably young to have run such a business I must say, not that I am disbelieving you.” His look of doubt gave a lie to the statement.

“Men and women who look at me see a young girl, they hope will open her legs for them, I however learnt an ability many years ago to seduce and train girls to be my slaves. I had to give that up because of the war, and because the funds were under an alias I am unable to collect them until the war ends. Which is why I am sharing dessert with you.”
“It is certainly an amusing proposition that we go 50/50 on that business.” He laughed again.

“I was going to say 80/20.”

“Ha far too little return, considering the damage to my reputation if it came out, 60/40 is best I can do. I expect you need financing.”

“I need minimal financing it’s your contacts I need. People who are discreet and can afford the best girls I will source.”

“That is still worth 60/40”

“My service caters only for ladies, but I would expect you to test each girl I supply.”

“Hmmm that is an interesting proposition, I do know the right people for you, I get sole access? 70/30 final offer.”

“You get sole access, 80/20 and I forgot to say Heather’s daughter is already trained to be my first escort.”

“Jenna, hmmm the last time I saw her she was in a ponytail riding, and I get sole access? My friendship with Heather goes back to before you were born.”

“But she’s never going to let you fuck her unless you become my partner.”

“Hmm, Jenna is already trained?” Now his expression had become predatory, and I knew I was going to close the deal.

“We could seal the deal tonight we told Heather we are going to a party.”

“And you have your eye on Heather hmmm you do interest me. I get every escort?”

“Including Heather when the time is right.”

“Damn you’re a confident bitch I’ll give you that. 7.30 tonight this address.” He wrote on the back of a business card. “And if you deliver on Jenna, I will help your business, and we can get her husband to the other side of the world.”

“I will be at your door at 7.30 are you partial to lace or silk.”

“Damn girl you will give me a coronary before I leave this table, silk and I want her hair in a ponytail.”

“We will see you at 7.30, and now I believe you offered me a lift home.”

Douglas opened the door at 7.30 pm exactly, I was punctual. He glanced at me and then turned his attention to Jenna.
"It is a delight to see you, Jenna, your mother speaks highly of you. I love the ponytail." She blushed slightly at the compliment and cast her gaze at the floor.
"Is there a room that Jenna can change?" I asked him, his eyes riveted on the girl in front of him.
"Uhm yes, the spare room down corridor 2nd left." He gestured with a flick of his hand. I led Jenna to the room and handed her a bag containing the items she needed.
"Come out when you’re ready, I need to chat to Douglas." I kissed her briefly on the lips and left.

"Heather's daughter here for me to use. I underestimated you, Nataliya. Does she know what she's expected to do?" He asked glancing in the direction of the spare room.
"I trained her myself; she is yours to use until 10.30 pm and then we must go, obviously she has to be returned undamaged, but she will match your darkest desires and allow you to clear your head of all your built-up Heather fantasies."
"Oh fuck." He said as she stepped out of the bedroom wearing a gold silk bra and pantie and slowly walked towards us. "I have some dark desires, and a camcorder set up."
"I will return at 10.20 pm, enjoy your evening."

I returned later and knocked on the door and he answered with a huge smile on his face wearing a robe.
"Nataliya if you want my soul take it now." He laughed.
"You appreciated Jenna’s attentiveness."
"I knew the old Jenna. You are a magician. An experienced hooker could not have been so attentive to use your phrase. I will remember this night forever, well I will with the video. Heather's daughter my god I owe you."

"It was a one-time offer you understand that?"
"Yes and don’t I regret that deal already." he laughed again. "I will look forward to the new girls."

"Yes and with your help Heather herself."
"God don’t mention that tonight, I'm completely drained, she is on the pill?" He glanced in the direction of the bathroom where a shower could be heard.
"She is, yes we need to arrange lunch soon when you have a general idea of how you can help me."
"God just thinking of that is getting me stiff again, I don’t suppose I could have another 20 minutes with Jenna."
"Well you need a shower anyway, but you’re paying for the taxi home."
"Done." he ran towards the bathroom.


I stood outside the house with Jenna, my arms wrapped around her.
"How do you feel working for me?"
"I love you, I want to make you lots of money." She looked at me with adoration in her eyes.
"My darling I love you too, we can talk about tonight in my room later, but now big smile for Mum, ok?"
"Yes." We went into the house laughing, giving the impression of two young girls happy from a night out.
"Did you enjoy yourselves?" Heather asked glancing away from the television and putting her wine down.
"Yeah it was cool, we danced lots and had a cool time." I saw a smile break out on Heather's face as she looked at her daughter and it continued when she looked at me. I felt my panties dampen.
"Are you hungry?" I wanted to say, 'Yes for your pussy' but I said Jenna had eaten earlier, which was technically true.
"Well, I am glad you had a nice time." She went to turn but I moved quickly.

"I had better say goodnight it is getting late." And opened my arms for a hug, delighted when she stepped inside and hugged me. She was now comfortable hugging even if I held a few seconds longer than she intended. I was wearing a club dress which fell to mid-thigh, she was in one of her new nighties, obviously worn for him, and as we hugged, I slid my leg outside of hers pushing her heat against me, feeling the bare leg against mine, rubbing my leg as I squoze tight. We could both feel the sensation but neither commented.

"Thank you again for taking me in," I said gently and kissed her on the cheek. this was the fourth night I had carried this action out and there was no protest as I held her close feeling the pressure of her breasts against mine. I let go and sauntered down to my room, aware she
was watching me until Jenna stepped forward arms wide for a repeat. Heather may not be accepting mental changes yet, but her body was not objecting to having other women rub briefly against her.