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Jason Newton called shortly after ten o’clock the following morning. Eva had been up for a couple of hours.

"Good morning Eva," Jason said brightly. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, I guess," Eva said. As a matter of fact she had not slept well at all. Of all the emotions she was feeling, guilt was the strongest.

She had lied to Hal about her working arrangements. When she gave him the cash, Jason left to pay on the loan. She told him that she had made a deal to be paid in cash to avoid the income tax. When Hal asked about her duties and hours, Eva told him that she was hired as a consultant and would be working odd hours out of her house. Hal was so excited that some money was coming in, he didn’t question her closely. He was just happy he had enough to make the next payment on his debt.

"I’m happy you got lots of rest," Jason said with a deep chuckle. "I want you to go to the Brighton Hotel. Do you know where it is?" Eva told him she knew the location. "I have a suite there. Suite fifteen-sixteen. I’ll meet you there at eleven this morning. We’ll have an early lunch."

"Okay," Eva said.

"One other thing, dear Eva," Jason said. "I hate that bush you have around your pussy. Get rid of it. You can leave a small tuff above your cunt if you want to. Don’t be late."

"Okay," Eva said into a dead phone. She had wrestled with her inter-self during her wakefulness. She had an opportunity to refuse Jason Newton, but that had been yesterday, and that opportunity had passed when she kept the money he left. She was committed until she could figure out how to raise enough money to pay off the loan shark.

At five minutes until eleven she got off the elevator on the fifteenth floor of the Brighton Hotel.

"I admire punctuality," Jason said opening the door for her. "Come in and make yourself comfortable."

"This is your suite?" Eva asked as she looked around the luxurious suit. It was large, two rooms and a large bath with a dressing room. The suite was tastefully decorated.

"Actually it belongs to the company," Jason said. "One of the perks of being in my position. I’ve ordered a champagne brunch. I hope that will be satisfactory. We’ll get better acquainted while we dine." He left to answer the door. Soon a white jacketed waiter wheeled a cart into the front room. The waiter was a young white man and he gave Eva a knowing look as he prepared the table.

"I’m sure you will enjoy your stay at the Brighton, sir," the waiter said to Jason as he accepted the twenty dollar tip, and glancing at Eva.

"I’m positive that I shall," Jason said. He too gave Eva a knowing look.

"You will need to dress more sexy," Jason said to her after the waiter had gone. "That young man wasn’t sure what you were. In the future you will wear clothing so that there will be no question. No panties, no bra, and never wear panty hoses. Dresses or skirts that show off your many charms. Shorts only if they are very short and sexy. Never wear pants." He poured the wine while he spoke. "In the mean while please remove your top. I want to see your tits while we eat."

Jason kept small talk going while they ate the brunch. At first, Eva was self conscious of her bare breasts, but as the meal progressed she got over it. Jason was relaxed and that helped her. The four or five glasses of champagne didn’t hurt either.

"Eva, I want you to remove the rest of your clothing," Jason said. "When the waiter comes for the cart, I want him to see all of your charms. Don’t use your hands to cover up. Stand right there in the middle of the room."

It would have been funny, if Eva had not been so embarrassed. The waiter’s eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw the beautiful white woman standing beside the black man. If the waiter had harbored any questions about the rendezvous, they were answered now.

"Why was that necessary?" Eva asked when the waiter finally managed to get the cart out of the door. "It was embarrassing."

"It was necessary to enforce, in your mind, who is in charge. You will be asked to perform many tasks over the coming weeks. Some will seem bazaar to you. You need to get used to it. Next time I may ask you to give the waiter a blowjob." Jason laughed. "Speaking of that, I need a blow job."

He took off his clothes and lay down on the massive bed. Eva obediently got on the bed and preformed the requested service. After she had been sucking on his cock a few minutes he pulled her around into a sixtynine position.

"I’m pleased you did as I asked," he said. "Keep the pubic hair gone. You might want to consider a more permanent solution. Of course we’ll pay for it." Just before his lips latched on to her pussy lips, he said, "you’ll find we are a generous employer."


Jason fucked here several times during their stay, causing her to have numerous orgasms.

While she dressed, Jason gave her the instructions for the next meeting. He told her that she would come to the hotel the next night at seven o’clock. He told her that he was having a small business meeting, and she would act as hostess for the meeting.

"This is an important meeting, Eva," Jason told her. He handed her a key card. "This is for you to keep. You’ll be using it a lot," he added with a leer.

"What are my duties as hostess?’ Eva ask.

"You will serve the drinks and snacks that will be here when you arrive." Jason said. "You will also perform any other service that might be required of you. When I say services, do you understand what I am saying?"

"Yes," Eva said softly. "I’m to have sex with them if they want it. Is that what you mean?"

"Exactly," Jason said with a smile. "You are a smart lady, Eva. You catch on quick."

"How many men will be at this meeting?" she asked.

"Two for sure," Jason said. "They are important men who can give our company a lot of income. I want to have a contract signed by the end of the evening. If you do your part satisfactorily there will be a nice bonus for you." He looked sharply at her. "If you don’t you will be unemployed again."

"How…I mean…Which one will…you know?" she stammered

"You ain’t as smart as I thought," Jason said with a laugh. "You will figure it out, I’m sure. I want you to go by the Bon Ton Shop. See a lady named Mavis. She’ll help you pick out some sexy clothes. Don’t worry about the bill. I have a charge account there."

It was nearly three o’clock when Eva left the hotel. She went directly to the shop where Jason indicated. Mavis was an older lady, and she apparently knew exactly what Jason wanted Eva to have. Everything was a lot more revealing than Eva would have ever selected.

"How on earth can I wear something this short without my panties showing?" Eva asked Mavis, looking at a short dress.

"Simple," Mavis told her with a grin. "You don’t wear panties…or a bra," she added. "You are one of the lucky ones. You have nice full breasts that doesn’t need support…yet." Mavis cupped both of her breasts. "Gravity took over for me, so I have to have a little help."

After Eva tried everything on, Mavis totaled it up and had Eva sign the bill. "I take it you work for Mister Newton?"

"Yes," Eva said, her face turning red. She knew what Mavis thought, and it was true.

"Public relations, I assume," Mavis said with a grin. "You are the prettiest I’ve seen."

Eva was surprised, but she knew she shouldn’t have been. A lot of companies use women to smooth the rocky roads of business. She had been vaguely aware that her company did so. She just never expected that she would be one of them.

"Let me know if you need any help," Mavis said. "There nothing I like better than a stiff black dick."

Eva didn’t know how to respond, so she grabbed her bags and nearly ran from the place. She asked herself again how she had gotten into this mess.