Comfortable Chaos

Chapter 31

Brandi
I would not give you anything harmful.

The doorbell rings and I smooth my purple dress down before answering the door. I open the door to see a neat man with a mustache, green eyes and a tuxedo. He looks quite dapper and I can tell he goes to these types of functions often. He smiles. His energy is very different from Mark. He's sure of himself. He stands tall and has a commanding presence.

"Hi." I smile.

"Hello," he said with perfect diction. "You are beautiful."

"Thank you. Would you like to come in for a few minutes?"

"Yes."

When he steps in, I notice he has a box in his hand.

"I'm almost ready. It'll be a few more minutes."

"Actually, there is something I bought for this occasion. I wanted to give it to you in hopes that you would wear it."

A gift? Now this is a first. I didn't know I would get gifts, too. He hands the box to me and I open it. The box reads Venus Butterfly. I've never heard of this before. I look up at him.

"It's a little device that you put on under your under garment. See..." He grabs the box and opens it for me. Straps are supposed to go over my waist and hips. Almost like a G String. I pull a wireless remote out of the box. I have to admit. I'm a bit worried. I wonder if it's electrical and if he's going to shock me.

"Is it dangerous?" I asked.

He chuckles a little. "No, my dear. I would not give you anything harmful. It is 100% safe. You have my word. The remote is a control for it to move."

I raise my eyebrow at it. This is sticky. He's the client I need to do what he wants, within reason.

Shawn laughs. "You'll see. Go ahead and put it on. I'll wait."

I take the device from him and go into one of the rooms where I figure out how to pull it on. It feels very odd to me. Awkward, even. I quickly discover that the little underwear I'd brought to wear with my dress do not fit with the device. I have no choice but to go without.

When I step out of the room, I give him an unsure smile. He walks over to me, gives me a firm hug and takes the box.

"Are you ready?" he whispered in my ear.

I nod yes.

We go outside where a limo is waiting on the curb. The driver opens the door for us. Before I slide in, I see Shannon a block away, leaning on the hood of his car. He takes seeing me as a cue to get ready to move. He hops in the car to follow us. The limo drive is fairly uneventful. There isn't even any music playing, which makes me even more anxious.

We show up to the Commer Museum and it's crowded. The limo driver drops us off at the entrance. When I take Shawn's arm, he places his other hand in his pocket. I suddenly feel a sharp vibration between my legs. I almost lose my balance because it comes out of nowhere. I look up at Shawn.

"Are you okay?" he smiled.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

He leans over and whispers in my ear. "We're going to play a little game. While you wear the butterfly, I will spontaneously flip the remote, sending you a vibration. The fun part is you'll never know when I'm going to do it."

Really? I'm speechless. I don't even know what I've gotten myself in to. I imagined these events would be so classy and elegant. Here I am in this long, beautiful dress doing my best to fit in and not show my youth and Shawn wants to play a game. I guess Kim was right; every man has his angle.

"Oh, okay," I said, a little apprehensive but what could I say now? Turn around and take me home?

I stride into the museum on Shawn's arm. As I walk, I can't help but be self-conscious about the "butterfly" I'm wearing, wondering when he would flip the switch. Shawn signs us in and we walk around the exhibit. With booklet on the condo in hand, I look at the miniature model of the project. It's impressive. Maybe if I save up enough money I'll be able to live there one day.

Shawn spots Mayor Mackey with a small plate of cheese and crackers in his hand. "Mayor," he said.

The Mayor looks up from the model and smiles. "Shawn. Good to see you. It's been awhile."

"About a year," Shawn said. They shake hands.

"Wow. Time flies, my friend." He glances over at me. "And who is this?" he asked.

"Oh. This is Brandi."

The Mayor reaches for my hand. "Glad to meet you. What do you think of the condos?"

"They are very appealing. If the real thing looks anything like this, people will be on a waiting list to get in," I said.

"They already are."

"How long is the list?"

"128 buyers."

I feel the sharp vibration again and shake. Although I was trying not to call attention to myself, I knew that I had when the Mayor stared at me.

"Are you okay, dear?"

I fan myself with the booklet and smile. "Yes. I had a little shiver down my spine. That's all."

He smiles. "I guess it is a little drafty in here. Let me show you the other side."

As we walk around the model behind the Mayor, I glance up at Shawn. He shoots me a mischievous smile and gives me his arm.

By the time the night was over, Shawn had made good use of his little butterfly whatever. As he said he would, he surprised me multiple times, during conversations, while eating. And I could tell he was having a ball with it. It was so weird. When the event is over, his limo takes me back to The Luxe. As promised, Shannon follows us. Shawn comes up for a few minutes. I blow him, while wearing his device. He continues to play with the remote, until it's over and he leaves. His envelope had $2,400 in it. Whew! What can I say? It pays to do what a man wants me to do.