Kate #5 - Sex Stories

Kate #5

... mine." "Who is it? Do I know him?" "You don't know him, Kate. He's French." "How come you know the guy? "I have a few connections and believe me, Kate, this guy is really wealthy. His family has money, then he struck it rich when Google bought out the start up company he seed-funded." "Why go to Paris?" Kate asked. "He lives there and has a business meeting in Paris. He needs a girl like you to make him look good." "You mean eye candy?" "Yes and maybe more. I really don't know for sure." "Why not take Bonnie?" "Two reasons. First she is busy next week and he wants someone younger. The guy is only twenty-six." "You said next week. I'm working next week." "Kate, take a vacation. Take a sabbatical but don't pass up this opportunity." "Look, Rob, it sounds interesting, but I have to check with the hospital to see if it is possible to free me up for a few days." "It won't be for a few days. It might be for a week or even a month. He owns a villa just outside of Paris. It should be fun." "It's going to be tough getting away, but I'll try." "I need to know by tomorrow at noon, no later." "I'll try." Kate ended the call and stared down at her espresso. "Is this for real or just a fairy tale?" she asked herself. Monday morning Kate checked in with her supervisor to ask for a week's leave of absence. At noon she called Rob. "Hey," he answered. "Okay Rob, I'm all in on the Paris fling." "Great! So you got your time off?" Rob asked. "Nope. I quit. They wouldn't let me have the time and ...

... right then I decided on a career move." "I get it. You will make lots of money here, Kate." "Rob, I don't really like the name but I'm known as Jessie in this business. Please don't forget." "All right, Jessie. I'll give the guy a call and let him know you are interested. He'll send you an e-mail or a text. Look for something from Ty." Before Kate, now known full time as Jessie, left work at the hospital for the last time, she got the e-mail. It read, "Take the train to Dingle on Wednesday where you will find my yacht, 'The Glory'." Someone will be there at the dock to help you get aboard. You do not need a suitcase. Clothes will be provided. Just bring along a small bag with your personal items. One more thing. Call me Tyton." He attached a picture. The fairy tale continued. Tyton was young, handsome and rich. Jessie asked herself, "What's there not to like?" She knew he would be easy to fuck, but first she had to say goodbye to Sean. When Kate was sure that Sinead had left the apartment, Kate finished her coffee and drove home. It didn't work out exactly as planned. Sinead's car was still parked outside the apartment building. Kate just said, "What the hell, I'm going in and tell them I saw them together. Anyway," she decided, "I'm leaving Sean so this is the perfect time to get it over with." Kate entered the apartment with enough noise to wake up the dead. It was her way to let the lovers know she was home and it worked. Instead of the two people scrambling to cover their ...