first metting
monick pov
I sat at the bar waiting for my online date to arrive. I came to the Mayfair Bar tonight because I was in desperate need to make a lot of money and very fast. my father who had died a month ago left his huge gambling debt for me to pay off and the debt collectors had already made their threats and visits. they had given me a deadline which was in two months and there was no way that i could pay off two grand with my low paying ass job at the local supermarket. my one and only close friend Mersha came across a black market site where women could sell there virginity for thousands of dollars and more. knowing of my current situation she set up an account for me without my consent and had even accepted a date. when i had finally found out about what she had done it was to late since she had already out a place to meet and a time. when i confronted her she merely stated that she had done me the pleasure since she was the best in the both of us at online dating. i found that very ironic since it wasn`t even going to be a date really some stranger was going to spread my legs and take away the only little pride I had left in me literally. i should be grateful right but to tell the truth i was rather horrified at the thought. for one i have no idea what this person will look like since it anonymous for safety. second and not trying to state the obvious but I'm a freaking virgin with no experience at all. i haven't even been kissed yet I'm my entire 21 years of age. not saying I'm a prude or anything but sex when i was in college was never quite appealing to me.
the bell on the bar door alerted the arrival of a new customer which had me turning my head to stare at a big tatted muscular man with small grey scary eyes. the man stared directly at me and then began to walk in my direction. my heart dropped in my chest at such a scary man taking my virginity. when he finally came face to face with me he said nothing but merely placed a small brown envelope on the bar in front of me. i looked down at it and a came over my face i thought it very weird but when i lifted my head back up the man was already making his way out of the door. shrugging my shoulders i picked up the envelope and tore it open. inside of it contained a single slip of paper which to my astonishment had only had a name.......MR MICHAEL.
i sat there for about two minutes thinking that this was a big joke and someone was going to jump out and laugh at me. i also thought of the possibility of being kidnapped and killed before i got the courage to hop off the stool and head outside in hope that the man was waiting. outside standing in the cold new York breeze stood the mystery man leaning against a black sedan.
"what is this" i asked upon approaching him. he evaded my question and the only movements he made was to open the back door of the car. my legs as if they had a mind of there own led me towards the car and before i knew it i was sliding in. Mr. mysterious slammed the door and jumped into the front seat and started the car pulling away from the bar and from any chance i would have to escape if needed to. but i knew that i had to do this or i might as well end up dead or homeless without that money so ill just put my big girl panties on and get this over with. "its going to be alright" Mr. mysterious finally said in a gruff voice probably sensing my unease. "sure" i responded in a shaky voice taking in a deep breathe to ease my nerves. after an hour and a half of driving we pulled up to a grey building that looked like hotel made for celebrities. it had a red carpet leading through the door and decorations that made it look even more breathtaking. the opening of my door brought me back to reality and i stepped out of the car. "go inside and to the receptionist" Mr. mysterious said before hopping into the car and speeding off. I wasn't to sure about what I was about to do I still had the option of walking away from all this but I knew deep down that i had to so this and that I would enter this building I just needed to muster up the strength to go in. I came up with a million reasons in my head again why this was a stupid idea but in the end I just took some deep breaths before pushing the doors open and walking timidly in. nonchalant of the stares and whispers of the buildings occupants I walked right up to the receptionist desk. "I'm here to see Mr. Michael. i said the name rolling smoothly on my tongue. I felt a bit funny thought after saying it by the look of alarm that came over her face. without saying a word to me like the mystery man she handed me a crisp small brown envelope and pointed in the direction of the elevators. putting aside her reaction to the name when I said it I made my way over to a chair closest to the elevators. tearing open my second envelope for the night I read the words that were written..........."come to the penthouse use the key card for access". sticking my hand in the envelope again I retrieved the golden key card with the words all access written across it. I got up and headed towards one of the closed doors for the elevator but before i could press the button for it to open it slid open on it own and a beautiful red head woman came out with an angry expression on her face. she was mumbling something in a language that I did not know and almost bounced me on her way past. ignoring her I entered the now empty elevator before swiping the card and pressing the button mark penthouse suite. closed into this small amount of space without fresh air I began to feel anxious and nervous my heartbeat growing faster with every floor I passed. finally the elevator dinged signaling that I had arrived at my destination. the doors slid open and I stepped off on shaky feet. looking up and down the hall way I realized that there was only one room on this floor. walking up towards the door i counted to five before knocking on the door. a minute passed before the door opened and an angel appeared before me. A man stood before me six and more feet tall and all muscle. I had to crank my head backwards just to get a good look at his face and if my mouth could form words I would have probably told him that he was the most delicious looking man that I have ever seen. dragging my eyes lower down I gasped when I noticed that he was standing in his door way with nothing more than a towel hanging over his waist. I blushed furiously and looked down at the floor. we stayed silent for a good while before he decided to bless me with hearing his amazing sexual voice that had my breathe catching in my throat. "its finally nice to meet you printsessa (princess)" he said in a thick unknown accent. it was then I knew that I was done for.
