Sunday, January 1, 2012
Good Riddance 2011
One day into the new year and the drama begins. Christmas was busy enough between work and shopping and family and all, so I really had no intention of writing anything till after the holidays.
We were holding down the fort pretty well with Trina, Cindy and myself. Business was slow but steady. Cindy was actually showing up on time and not making an ass of herself. Audrey was truly butting out of my business. Maude had the place tastefully decked out in Christmas cheer. And everything was going pretty good between me and Derek.
Then Sugar Daddy Pete showed up.
It was last Thursday and I had just sneaked in Cindy to help me with the night shift. I was sitting at the front desk when he just walked as if he had just stepped out a minute ago.
"Hello beautiful. Can I get a massage?"
I think my jaw hit the floor. I hadn't heard a peep out of him since last spring. And even then it was through Cindy. Now here he is standing and grinning in front of me as if we were old friends. But I have to remind myself that we're not old friends. He's just another customer that I've only seen a couple of times. I know one of those times was at his place, but still - it was more or less business. Just business.
So why are the butterflies coming back to my stomach? Why am I suddenly back in high school talking to the popular kid? I can't even remember Derek's name. And now this man wants a session with me.
Luckily Cindy didn't come up front. He asked about her and I said she was "fine." But I made sure to get him in the room quickly. He took a standard 1 hour session, but we were probably in there closer to 90 minutes. We never even talked options or extras. I just undressed completely and told him to do the same. Normally I leave the room while the customer gets ready, but in this case I stayed. Partly because I didn't want to run into Cindy and partly because I wanted to watch him take his clothes off.
I swear - it felt like our conversation just picked up naturally from the last moment we saw each other. He said he was single. I said I was single. I also said Cindy was engaged, so that pretty much sums up my state of mind. Turns out he didn't get rid of the house he was building out in Amish country. Instead, it went unfinished and he's only just now getting the work started again.
He wants to coming in on a regular basis after the holidays. I've heard all this before, so I'll believe it when I see it. But in the meanwhile I said a lot of things I shouldn't have said. I mean, I've done some fucked up shit at work, then showed up on a date as Derek's faithful loving girlfriend without so much as a blink. But just the stuff I said and thought about with Pete made me feel like I had totally cheated on him. And it ended up just being a normal session with happy ending. Nothing weird - just the standard handjob. Pete didn't ask for anything else, and I didn't offer.
And that was my New Years. Three days of second guessing, regret and guilt about a guy I saw for 90 minutes. Ugh.
Happy New Year. Yeah right.