Elisha Cuthbert and two of her friends entered Club
Bishop. They were all dressed in short black dresses
with heels, it was suppose to be a girl’s night out but
her friends invited their boyfriends and she felt like
a fifth wheel. She didn’t even want to come, but they
talked her into it and she gave in as she hadn’t hanged
out with them for a while. Elisha took everyone’s order
and went up to the bartender.

“Hi, is Kash here?”

“Sorry, he left about an hour ago.”

“Damn!” Elisha muttered under her breath. “Thanks for
your help.” Elisha said placing an order for their
drinks.

“I’ll bring the drinks up to your table.” The bar man
said and Elisha headed back to the table that her
friends sat at. “Sorry guys but he left an hour ago.”
They sat at a round table that had a single seat that
went all the way around it. Elisha sat at the end.

“Isn’t there anyone else you could see?” Asked her one
of her friends.

“No. I don’t think so.” Elisha replied uncertain.

“Hey! I couldn’t help but over hear your conversation.”
A guy said coming up to them, taking a seat beside
Elisha putting his arm around her. “But if your looking
for Kash, that means you’re probably looking for a
fatty boom batty.”

“Er…” Elisha looked him up and down. He was a scruffy
looking guy, looked like he hadn’t shaved, his clothes
looked old and filled with holes. Elisha wasn’t sure if
that was the style, but was leaning more towards him
being a bum and she could smell his bad body odour.
When he smiled at her she noticed his lack of dental
hygiene. “How the hell did you get in here? They have a
dress code you know?”

“And what’s that babe?” He asked.

“To be dressed smart and not look like a homeless man.”

“Lay of Leesh!” One of her friends defended him. “We
could just buy of him.” The bartender came with their
drinks and noticed a sixth person there

“Would you like to order another drink?” He asked not
sure which one of them was without a drink.

“Na! I’m fine. I’ll just share hers.” He said hugging
Elisha bringing her closer to himself. Elisha was
revolted at the thought of having to share a drink with
him and even more revolted at being this close to him.
She felt his hand on her knee and he started to creep
up her inner thigh and just before he could reach in
between her legs she stood up.

“I just need to use the bath room.” She said making her
way to the ladies room. “Oh god!” She said out loud to
herself as she entered the bathroom. She grabbed a
handful of tissues, turned the tap on and wet the
tissues and started to wipe her knee and thigh and any
where else he touched her. It was an over reaction but
she felt like he was dirt that she had to wash off
herself. She then grabbed some more tissues and dried
herself off, wherever it was wet.

“That’s it!” She said picking up her cell phone,
dialling a number. “Hi. It’s Elisha… I’m at the club
and me and my friends were looking for some dope and
bought of this guy… I know. But he keeps touching me
and looks like he’s homeless… really…? Oh thank you
so much! I’ll see you soon.” Elisha hung up the phone
and went back out.

***

I heated the spoon over the lighter until the heroine
turned into liquid form, I emptied the spoons content
into a syringe. I sat on a three seater couch with
Brittany on the left of me, puffing away at a joint and
Melissa on the right, with her foot on my lap. They had
both spent the day at the beach together and had
beautiful tans. Brittany was blonde with long, straight
hair. She was wearing a pink bikini and was very girly,
air head type, but that was a front.

She was smarter than she looked. She had a great body,
toned legs and huge tits. Melissa on the other hand,
was thin and a little taller than the average woman. By
nature she is slightly paler but had a tan right now as
she spent the day at the beach. She was wearing a red
bikini and had a great body, toned abs and long legs
with dark brown hair that looked like it was black.
Unfortunately she was addicted to heroine in a very bad
way. I felt guilty that I was funding her habit, but
when I didn’t she’d go to someone else, at least this
way I could monitor her. She was a growing concern.

Melissa had a big vein on her ankle which was not hard
to miss. I gently pushed the needle in and slowly
pushed the back of the syringe down, emptying the
content into her vein. She got an instant high straight
away before I was even half ay through.

My cell phone rang, I picked it up and flipped it open
with one hand, while I pulled the needle out of
Melissa’s ankle with the other. “Hi…” I answered, it
was Elisha Cuthbert. “..What?! I thought I told you to
only deal with me directly… O.k. I get you loud and
clear. I’ll be there in about five minutes.”

The most annoying thing about that phone call was the
fact that there was some guy dealing in my club and the
fact that he looked like a ‘homeless’ got me fuming.
How the hell did he get in looking like that? Not to
sound like a snob, but we’re a classy club, despite the
fact it has a strip club joint on to it and is really a
front for a crack house, we’re still a classy place.
You need money to buy our stuff, so therefore you need
to be rich and to rake in the rich people you need a
certain look. That’s why we have a dress code.

I went up stairs and got into an Armani suit to show
that I was the flashy bastard running the place,
splashed on some cologne and headed to the garage area
of my apartment. There was a parking area for the
residents of the apartment and it was like a floor
underground. I only had one car, I wasn’t into buying
loads of cars just because I had money and if I did
have too many cars, I might have trouble explaining it.
As much money as the club made, I wasn’t the actual
owner, Bishop was. He got the profits and I got a
salary which wouldn’t allow me to be able to afford a
couple of Porsche’s. My money came from selling and
that wasn’t a legal occupation.

I turned the alarm off and jumped into my silver
Porsche and was speeding down to the club with the top
down at about 60 mph. I got there in less than five
minutes, a personal best. I stopped the car at the
front of the club and handed the keys to one of the
valets. We only added valets for personal use of the
big players in our group of organised crime but had to
expand out to the rich folks and celebrities, to make
things easier for them and make them want to come back.

I entered the club and the loud pounding sound of bass
invaded my ears. I looked around and saw a blonde being
groped by a dirty looking man to my left. I didn’t know
if it was them as they had their backs turned to me,
but how many people could have gotten in looking like
that? I made my way over there and sure enough it was
Elisha, looking very uncomfortable. I went over there
and neither of them saw me, as they had their back
turned to me.

“Hey Elisha.” I said and she turned her head to face
me. I looked into her gorgeous blue eyes and something
came over me. I leaned forward and kissed her and to my
surprise she kissed me back, opening her mouth,
inviting my tongue in. She sucked on my tongue
passionately and I stopped the kiss by pulling back.

“You wanna dance?” I asked

“Sure!” She said getting up. The homeless looking guy
was getting angry at his chance, not that he had any,
was slipping away and wasn’t letting her out.

“Come here.” I said grabbing her by the waist and
lifting her over my shoulder, Elisha let out a playful
scream. “Watch her legs!” I said as I pulled her out of
the booth. It was quite primitive, but hey it got her
out. I could hear her friends saying “I didn’t know she
was seeing any one.” I moved a couple of feet away from
their table with her over my shoulder, her big, round,
tight ass at the side of my face. I stopped walking and
stared at her ass.

“What are you doing.” Elisha asked, still a little
giddy.

“Enjoying the view.” I replied. I felt her put her
hands on my back & push herself up slightly to see me
staring at her ass.

“Put me down!” She laughed patting my back. I put her
down. I held one of her hands and she didn’t pull away.
I started to lead her to the bar area.

“Before we dance, I just need to get rid of the trash.”
Elisha smiled. I saw Mongo, a 6’8″ 340lb huge black
guy, who was in charge of security. “Mongo! How’d that
guy get in?” I said pointing at the guy over at the
booth.

“Must’ve snuck in from the back.” Mongo replied in a
deep voice.

“Get rid of him!” I said. Mongo started to make his
way. “Mongo..” He froze and turned around facing me.
“…He’s trying to deal in our club.”

“Gotcha.” He said, getting his walkie talkie like phone
thing that the security used to contact each other. “We
got a bum tryin’ to sell…” Me and Elisha headed over
to the dance floor, it was on a slow track and me and
Elisha put our arms around each other and started to
slow dance.

“God, you’re so beautiful!” I complemented her straight
away. She smiled and looked down, slightly embarrassed.
I lifted her chin up and kissed her. A quick, light
closed mouth kiss. Elisha looked like she was thinking.

“What’s gonna happen to that guy?”

“He’s gonna be taught a lesson for trying to deal in my
club.”

“Are they gonna kill him?” I laughed. It wasn’t that
funny, if the truth be told, we have killed a few
people. Not me personally but I have pulled the trigger
before, but with the intention of wounding the target
not killing them.

“They’re just gonna teach him a lesson, maybe break a
bone to teach him a lesson if he mouths off while they
beat the shit out of him.”

“Good!”

“Good?!” Elisha kinda surprised me.

“He smelt very bad, like he hasn’t bathed in ages or
ever heard of a tooth brush.” A evil side of her was
coming out and I liked it. Elisha rested her head on my
shoulder as the track played out. I had no clue if she
was putting on a show for the homeless guy or if she
actually liked me, which is possible. I have been
referred to a pretty boy since my early teen years.
Personally it seems a bit strange another male calling
you a pretty boy, but what can you do? All I knew was
that I really liked her and definitely wanted more than
just sex from her.

“I’m suppose to be having a girl’s night out.” Elisha
said.

“O.K. I’ll walk you over to them.” I said. We made our
way there holding hands. As we walked by the bar area,
a pair of gorgeous, toned legs in high heels caught my
eyes. I looked at who they belonged to.

“Well if it isn’t Mrs. Affleck!” I said looking at the
owner of the legs. Jennifer Garner was sat on a stool
sipping a drink through a straw, In a short red dress
that had ridden half way up her thighs. I knew she
hated being called Mrs. Affleck, that was the reason
why I did it. “I guess I should introduce you guys.
Elisha Cuthbert…” I pointed at Elisha. “…Jennifer
Garner.” I pointed at Jennifer. They said hi and shook
hands.

“I’ll leave you to talk to Jennifer.” Elisha said
reaching up and kissing me.

“Cute.” Jennifer said as Elisha walked off. “How long
you two been together?”

“We aren’t. So where’s Ben?”

“He’s not here.”

“Oh. Coming out alone without the missus!” Jennifer
gave a sarcastic laugh. “You’ve never come here alone
before.”

“Ben is with Matt, they’re working on some script about
lawyers trying to get a guy of death row. So does
Elisha know about Brittany, Melissa and Tammy?”

“So where’s Violet?” I said changing the subject.

“I got a baby sitter. I felt like I needed a break.”
She smiled that beautiful smile of hers, showing her
cute dimples on her cheeks.

“So no Alias shooting?”

“Nope! Just a day to myself.” She said finishing her
drink.

“You want another drink?” She nodded. “The same?” She
nodded again. “Another drink.” I said to the bar
tender. “The same, on me.” Well it was really free, I
never paid for drinks. “Hope you enjoy it here.”

“Wait!’ Jennifer said, with the straw in her mouth. “I
was wondering if I could buy some… you know… what
Ben buys.” It was quite surprising, seeing as though
she always looked annoyed when Ben bought drugs off me
and was against drug use.

“Well there isn’t any in the club…” I lied. “…But I
have some at home if you’re interested.” I don’t think
she’ll be interested to coming to my apartment to get
it, but it was a chance to get her alone. I know she’s
married, but damn she’s hot.

“O.K.” She said finishing the drink that I just got her
in one go. She stood up.

“OK” I said surprised. “Follow me.” I picked up my cell
phone. “Have my car out front now.” I hung up. We went
outside and I saw my car approaching, the valet got out
leaving the keys in the ignition, me and Jennifer got
in. It took a little over five minutes to get back to
my place. I parked and we went up to my apartment. I
lead her upstairs to the study room, which was pretty
much a replica of the office back at the club.

“What you after? Weed?” I asked.

“Do you have any coke?” She surprised me at how
hardcore she was going considering she wasn’t a drug
user. “Oh don’t look so shocked. Just ’cause I don’t do
it now, doesn�t mean that I’ve never done it.” Couldn’t
argue with that. Jennifer sat down and I went over to
the safe on the wall, which also had a painting in
front of it that opened like a door. I took out the
smallest bag there which probably had a couple of
line’s worth.

I figured she wouldn’t want much. I handed it to her
and went around to the seat on the other side of the
desk. Jennifer made a small thin line on the table and
took out a $20 dollar bill, rolled it up and sniffed
the line. She started to wipe her nose, wiping off any
traces of it and sniffing as well. I had given her my
weakest stuff, a line was no where near getting you
high, relaxing the mind a little, which is exactly what
I wanted. I didn’t want her stoned out of her face,
that she doesn’t remember if anything happens between
us.

“How much do I owe?” Jennifer asked. I looked at her.
She had luscious lips which looked like they were
pouting 24/7 but they weren’t, that’s just how they
looked.

“Ben is a really lucky guy.” Jennifer gave a
embarrassed smile and looked down. “Having those
luscious lip go up and down your dick must be one of
the greatest feeling in the world.”

“Excuse me?!” Jennifer was shocked. “I can pay for my
drugs. I’m not some skank that will suck your dick
’cause she has no money!”

“Well… maybe not for the drugs…” I was thinking of
how to convince her and came up with an idea. “What
would Ben think if he knew you came here?”

“He wouldn’t care! He’ll be happy he has someone to
join him.” Jennifer gave a cocky smile.

“Well he knows that women tend to get… ‘special’
treatment from us, where we give them special offers
that aren’t available to men, so they don’t need to
pay.”

“You wouldn’t?” The irony was actually quite funny. If
she didn’t put out I was gonna tell her husband she did
and if she did put out I wasn’t going to say a word.
“He’d never believe you anyway.”

“I have security cameras. They’ll show you come in and
leave five minutes later. That’s roughly how long a
blow job would take, wouldn’t it?” Jennifer had a
defeated look on her face and I knew that she was going
to do it. I stood up and walked over to her. She was
still looking down, I lifted her chin up so I could see
her face.

“I want you to enjoy this, or at least put on that
Golden Globe winning performance and make me believe
that you are.” I lowered my head and kissed her lips,
she kissed me back and I sucked her bottom lip. It
tasted like strawberry, must be her lip balm. Jennifer
kissed my upper lip, gently sucking on it. I tilted my
head to the side, opening our mouths and started to
push my tongue out.

Jennifer put up resistance, trying to close her mouth,
but I forced my tongue in. Once it was in her mouth she
gave in and started to massage it with her tongue,
while she gently sucked with her lips. I pulled away
and Jennifer still had her lips in the sucking
position, I think she was enjoying that, but then again
she was quite a good actress with a very easy role
right now. She slowly opened her eyes to see me undoing
my belt buckle and zipper. I took my dick out from my
boxers.

Jennifer opened her mouth as I held my cock out in
front of her mouth. I stepped forward pushing my dick
into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around it and
started working them up and down. She had a look of
disgust on her face, but carried on. After working her
lips up and down a couple of times she pulled it out.

“Eugh! That is fucking disgusting!” Jennifer said
trying to rub the taste of her tongue with her fingers.
I realised, that after I had fucked Tammy up the ass I
had gone downstairs to get a drink before I hit the
shower and that’s when Melissa wanted a fix and then I
ended up at the club

“Just keep sucking.” I told her.

“But…” I just looked at her and she didn’t even
bother starting her sentence and started sucking and
stroking my shaft. It was actually quite a turn on,
knowing that my dick was in Tammy’s ass nearly an hour
ago and the next place it goes into is Jennifer
Garner’s mouth. Just as that thought crossed my mind,
my member got harder and bigger and pushed against the
back of Jennifer’s throat. She gagged and coughed,
taking my cock out of her mouth, but still stroking it.

“What’s wrong? Your mouth can’t handle my dick?” I
teased her. She gave me a pissed off look and started
stroking my cock quite hard. She had a determined look
on her face and started to suck my dick again, this
time it looked as though she wanted to do it. She
started sucking hard and hungrily at my meat. I think
my comment got to her and she was gonna prove that she
could.

She started to thrust her mouth forward, hard, hitting
herself on the back of her throat with my cock. Her
lips felt unbelievable around my shaft and if I hadn’t
already had sex today, I would’ve been ready to
explode. Jennifer started thrusting her mouth forward
faster, forcing more of my cock to the back of her
throat until I felt my cock push past the tight opening
and down into her throat. She started working my cock
down her throat until her lips were touching my crotch
and balls. She started to fuck her own throat with my
cock, only working it half way out and then slamming
her mouth forward.