The Sinner is You

Chapter Six

Chester's POV
I got home exhausted and in pain. My back and hips hurt. Rich motherfucker gripped me hard and he was pretty rough. Hopefully, I won't have to take off work tomorrow. No wonder all the other strippers left that guy alone. I took of my shirt very carefully. I walked into my room and layed on my stomach.

"Hey, Chester." Sam called as she walked into my room. "Is there- Are you okay?" She sat down next to me.

"Just dandy.'' I rolled my eyes.

"Want an aspirin?"

"Yeah. Thanks."

Sam got up and went to bathroom. She was being surprisingly nice and helpful. When she was acting like this was usually when we fucked sober. I was too exhausted tonight. We shouldn't really mess around anyway, we're at each other's throats most of the time. Our relationship was weird and I wasn't sure what to think of it. She came back and gave my the pills.

"Anything else I can do to make you feel better?" She asked seductively.

"Not tonight. Or any night for that matter." I rolled onto my back.

"Oh come on, Chaz. It'll make you feel better." Sam started rubbing my crotch. I bit back a moan.

"Sam, I'm too tired." She started taking off my pants.

She took off my boxers and started pumping me. A small moan escaped as she sped up. I moaned loudly as she licked my tip. Sam started slowly taking me in her mouth. I groaned and leaned my head back. This was wrong. We shouldn't be doing this but, it feels amazing. Sam started deep throating me.

"Fuck, Sam." I whimpered as I felt myself getting close. It wasn't long after that and I came hard.

She left the room and I heard the shower start up. I kicked of my pants and pulled up my boxers. When I was half asleep Sam came in and laid next to me. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her back against my chest. I shouldn't be doing this but, it felt nice to hold someone. I knew tomorrow things would go back to normal and we'd be pissed at each other again.

Mike POV
Anna was coming home tomorrow. Hopefully, Chester can come over today. I didn't hook up with a different prostitute last night. I had to at least be faithful to one person. Maybe I'd see Chester dance today. First I had to go to work. I wanted to talk to my boss to see if we could put some of my art on display at the gallery.

♢After work♢
I came home exhausted and discouraged. I got shot down hard by my boss. He said the gallery was for real artist. He didn't even look at some of the art work I've done. I sighed and took of my work clothes. Once I was in something more comfortable I called up Chester.

"Hello?" He answered. He must not have my number saved.

"Hey. It's Mike." I smiled thinking of how perfect he looked naked.

"Do you seriously want me to come over, now? I'm in the middle of work and we fucked like two days ago. Oh and I was about to pick up a client when you called but, now I lost him. So thanks for making me lose money, that I need." He ranted.

"Well, not now but, sometime later."

He sighed. "Mike, I know you know what I do for a living. I'll come over on one of my off days.''

"Anna comes home tomorrow. This is the last day we can do this without it being complicated. Please."

"I'll be over in an hour." He hung up. Like Chester said he was over within the next hour. I heard a knock on the door and I opened it.

"Hey, Mikey." He said obviously wasted.

"Did you drive here?" I let him inside.

"Yeah. It's fine though." He wrapped his arms around my neck and started making out with me until I pushed him away.

"Chester, no." As much as I wanted to I couldn't bring myself to have sex with him while he was drunk.

"Why not, Mikey?

"Just lay down on the couch." I sighed. He did as I said and I covered him with a blanket.

"No! I don't want to sleep!" He threw the blanket off. "I wanna have some fun."

"Can you just sleep?"

"No. I'm not tired. Let's go do something. Oooooo! I know! Let's go to a club!"

"Like Vibe?" I started laughing quietly.

"Yeah! I've heard good things about that one!"

"Chester, you work there."

"I know! But there's strippers, Mike!"

"What will it take for you to sleep?"

"Mmmmm. Nothing."

I sighed and walked to the master bedroom. Chester sober was a bit pissy but, he was quite the character when he was drunk. I figured I could leave Chester to his own devices until he crashed. I'll have to kick him out before Anna gets home. She said she'll be back around 12 tomorrow.

Chester very subtly came into my room, accidentally slamming the door in the process. He climbed into the bed with me and wrapped his arms around my waist, tucking his head into my shoulder. I held him like that until he fell asleep. Once he was completely asleep I picked him up and carried him into the living room. I put him down on the couch and covered him with a blanket. He looked so peaceful when he slept. I took of his glasses, set them on the table and kissed the top of his head. I went back to bed, dreaming of him.

I woke up to the sound of the door closing. Was Chester leaving? I looked at my phone, it was nine in the morning. I drowsly walked into the living room.

"Anna."