Slice of Life

“Good morning, gentlemen. Is this your first time here?” the doorman at Elite San Antonio inquired. His grandfather owns Elite SA. He is just working his way from the bottom up.

Elite San Antonio was a state-of-the-art country club new to the city, and everyone fortunate enough to be a member had deep pockets, power, and an ego the size of the state of Texas.

“Yes, it is. Thanks for noticing. We’re scheduled for a tour at 11:30,” Patrick replied, peering at his friend Pierce who was dragging her by him after a terrible divorce.

“Ah, yes. Miss Carter just finished a tour not too long ago, and the prospective member is now in the process of establishing membership as we speak. Hopefully, we can say the same for the two of you. Just a warning, please be kind to Miss Carter. She may be Mrs. Vanderbilt in the future,”

“What have I told you about telling people that,” a voice scolded from behind Jesse.

“Sweetheart, it’s you that’s in denial. I need you to get with the program,” Jesse teased.

“And I need you to return to your post at the door.”

Pierce didn’t pay any mind to their banter but instead focused his attention on the stunning young woman who stood before him. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of her warm, blemish-free skin that appeared smooth to the touch. Her hair was in long braids that were pulled back, allowing a full view of her innocent face and youthful features. She was very petite, and if Pierce had to guess, she was just under five feet tall.

Pierce briefly imagined how weightless she would feel in his arms with her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck. He would like to say his lewd thoughts died down once she finally made eye contact with him, but they only grew worse. She had expressive cocoa eyes that were surrounded by long black lashes.

She was innocent indeed, and something inside of him wanted to take that innocence for himself. Her plump lips which were painted a velvety red were calling out to him, and he could only pray for an opportunity to taste them. She wore a form-fitting white polo with the Elite SA emblem on the front. The shirt molded beautifully to her small but perky breasts. Her black slacks fit her nicely, and while her ass was small, it rounded out perfectly and was still something to hold onto.

“Get it together...you’re embarrassing me,” Patrick warned from beside Pierce in a low whisper.

“What are you talking about?”

“You are practically drooling over this little girl like she’s a piece of meat, and it’s obvious to everyone, including her. Plus, you don’t have a shot. She looks like she’s barely legal. By the time she was born, you had a mortgage and were cutting back on red meat and junk food.”

Pierce could feel himself awkwardly blush as the young woman smiled at him. He hadn’t felt this way since high school, and it was overwhelming.

“Good morning, Mr. White and Mr. Jameson. My name is Arianna Carter, and I’ll be your tour guide this morning,” she greeted, offering a hand to both men. Pierce was quick to snatch her hand up between the two of his. He pumped it slowly while he stared into her eyes, and an eyebrow quirked in amusement when he noticed how she bit her bottom lip.

“It is very nice to meet you, Miss Carter,” Pierce drawled in his heavy Texas twang.

“Please, Mr. White...call me Ari. All my good friends do.”

Jesse loudly cleared his throat, interrupting the tender moment shared between Arianna and Pierce. “I’m sorry, sir, but if you hold onto her hand any longer, then I'll have to start charging you,” Jesse teased. Arianna kissed her teeth and quickly dropped Pierce’s hand.

“You have some nerve. I’m your future wife one minute, and the next, I’m a prostitute,” Arianna huffed in annoyance.

“Don’t be like that, Ari. You know I’m just joking, but seriously, hands off the merchandise,” Jesse lowly warned Pierce.

“I got it, I got it. Look, but don’t touch. Ow!”

Pierce found himself rubbing the back of his head from the slap he had just received from Patrick.

“Seriously, Pierce?! You wait well until we get somewhere to start misbehaving. We won’t even be offered membership at the rate you’re going!”

“Jesus...looks like you have your hands full with these two, Ari. I need to get back to the door. I’ll see you tonight,” Jesse declared, giving Arianna a quick peck on the cheek. Arianna rolled her eyes because she knew Jesse was showing out like he always did. He knew they would be nothing more than friends, but he couldn’t help but keep at it, hoping that he’d eventually wear her down.

“I apologize for the unprofessionalism. I promise you we’re usually not like this in front of guests,” Arianna apologized.

“It’s not a problem at all,” Patrick quickly rushed out. “It should be us apologizing. Please forgive my friend. He doesn’t get out of the house much.”

Pierce rolled his eyes at Patrick’s theatrics. He behaved as if Pierce bent the girl over her desk and fucked her until she cried out her safe word.

“No worries,” Arianna beamed, clapping her hands together. “Let’s get started, shall we?”

“Absolutely. Lead the way,” Pierce agreed, knowing he would spend 80% of the tour starting at her backside.