Naked

4 Unexpected

A/N: Happy New Year!!! 

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The decision was taken from me when Lola said that someone was approaching. Both ladies jumped onto the bed and started moaning excitedly and slapping each other; The sounds they were making clearly intimated something else.

'Yes, Mr Fox that's it!' stated Lola slapping Claire's arse. After she lifted her any layer skirt mind you. 

'Oh, just like that! Yes, yes, yesss!' was her anabashed answer. 

'Spank me harder!'

Spank! Spank!

Oh dear Lord... This was all getting too far to my liking than I hoped for...

And for the next few minutes, both of them kept going at it with various expletives and slaps that indicated another occupation, while I stayed still in my corner leaning against the wall trying hard not to laugh. Well that was the only thing I could actuallly do for the moment... The footsteps that had halted in front of our door finally started retreating. Dang you eavesdropping turd.  

At least twenty minutes went by with the charade,  a little too long even for the best of lovers,  before the two women exhausted themselves and decided it was time to release me. I ruffled my appearance just a bit  to complement the aloufness of the ladies. We shared a look as if too say we agreed we were ready and went on with the great exit. As my foot touched the ground outside of the room of sins, I was very conscious of the fact that there were repercussions for my long absence.

I didn't exactly ask permission from anyone to leave nor did I follow my orders or did the work that I was supposed to be doing. I wasn't a very good bodyguard that's for sure. The that plagued me the most was what could they possibly do to me? 

I thought of every punishment that could be implemented to me for my negligence, my mind spiralling down to even medieval torture methods. Stoning, impalled by metal spikes... yikes.

Cold sweat doused my forehead and trickled in between my breasts soaking my shirt, as my head filled and rumbled. I had been to a lot of situations but this was the first time I actually cared about what they thought of me. More importantly, what HE thought of me. to what end you might ask, I don't know. There was just that something in the back of my mind telling me to keep going. To keep trying to immerse myself into that group of strangers. 

For the life of me, I had to find out how Jones creeped behind me again as I descended the final step. It was the second time in a day and that had to stop. No one surprises a Fox otherwise I am ashaming the name. 

To my biggest surpise he spread his arm across my shoulders and squeezed me approvingly saying

'Well done, son. I am proud of ya. I never expected someone like ya, could make a woman scream like that'

With a firm squeeze on my shoulder he leaned in 

'Be quick on your feet, we have a rogue'  leaving me flabbergasted.

I grinned like an idiot hiding my true feelings. There was actually someone in the brothel here to barter with the Big guy? 

Thinking fast I continued on with the previous charade and peakoked myself, playing the handsome, ugly little fellow that actually did the deed with the women that were getting payed for it. If you get my point...