Some notes at the end of this chapter! Just to answer questions and whatnot. If it's not allowed I will reupload without them! The story is about to pick up. (Lots more drama and 'smut' as a reader put it! LOL! ) Enjoy and Happy Holidays!
I glanced at the deposit that had just been made to my account. I couldn't believe the numbers I was looking at. The only time I had any deposits similar to the amount were when financial aid came was sent out. My eyes saw the numbers, and my brain did not comprehend them.
I hated to admit it, especially because of my nature outside of the lucrative camming world, but the money was addictive. I could pay my rent, two months in advance even, fill up my fridge, by a couple hundred dollars worth of clothes, and even make a down payment on a new car. Jessie's personality felt like it was meshing with mine some days, and I began to worry that I might slip up and let my alter ego in front of someone I knew personally.
No matter what, no one could find out. That I knew...anyway...
"Are you almost ready, Ana?"
Kate called for me from the kitchen, the sounds of her rummaging through the fridge audible through the walls. I was in the midst of putting on my choker. I almost had not bought it, worried it was a bit too expensive.
"Be out in a sec!" I hollered.
As I held the bedazzled neck piece in my hands, I couldn't help but admire it's beauty. Every night before bed, or immediately after cam, I would add up all the tokens I had earned throughout the night, times them by a nickel, and figure out my earnings. I knew this check would be rather large, but I had not expected that. I found it comical how much I stressed about money, but here I had plenty of it. Enough so that I bought myself a choker that I would probably only wear once, and it cost a couple hundred dollars.
I had also broken it literally the same day, but it looked better, so all was well.
After tying it on I headed into the kitchen to find a drop dead gorgeous Kate brushing through her flawless hair. She had curls, the tips of her hair sprayed red to resemble the Little Mermaid, that hung over her small shoulders. A beautiful top that resembled a bustier, slightly less revealing and a vibrant purple, hugged her curves nicely, and a cute, kind of revealing, green skirt completed her look. She had a necklace made of seashells, and bracelet made of cheap jewels.
"Wow," the words slipped from my mouth, "you look so good!"
I nervously gripped my poorly straightened hair. Trying to fix my bangs off to one side, I reached for the black, lacy mask on the counter. Kate had gotten it last minute to go with my outfit – which to be honest looked like I was attending a funeral more than anything. Couldn't complain too much, however, it was a stylish funeral.
"Are you kidding! You look great! Now lets go, the limo is outside!" She grabbed my wrist and drug me out the door.
Outside was an exquisite Hummer limousine that was all black, tinted windows, and incredibly clean. The chauffeur was standing by the door, pulling it open as Kate locked up.
"How did you manage this one?" I whispered, leaning into her anxiously.
"The guy did! He said he had a suspicion we might like to ride in one."
She jingled the keys in my face and continued pulling me along to the car.
"Where is he again? I thought he was going to be the one picking you up."
"He's busy with some errands. He is going to be meeting us there. Are you really going to complain about a limo ride that's free?"
I hesitated before hopping in the car. I really couldn't argue with that. I did have this dream about riding in a limousine at least once.
The ride was mostly me smiling and laughing at Kate's antics. She was in such a vibrant mood, her smile illuminating the back of the car. It was a relatively short ride, and the entire time I had managed to hold my composure. Once the door was opened to let us out and into the nightlife surrounding the club the party was at, though, the sanity I fought to maintain was crumbling.
I felt knots in my stomach forming, and the wave of nausea swept over as I realized I was about to be thrust into a group of strangers. Strangers who were dressed up and intoxicated.
"Um, Kate," I tugged on her arm, but she kept looking forward, excited, "I don't kno-"
"Oh, Ana," she turned to me and smiled, "it's okay. You're going to have fun, you're going to dance! Okay?"
Her happy demeanor reassured me, and I swallowed a hard lump in my throat. For Kate, I would try my hardest. After all, I did agree to this with her. Even though I knew I would be the third wheel, we headed inside and immediately began the search for this handsome boy she was so eager for me to meet.
We worked our way through the dance floor, Kate grabbing random strangers shoulders and turning them around without a care in the world. As she walked past them, I would say sorry in her place. By the time we got to the bar area, I was worn down from excessive anxiety.
"Lets sit here until you see him or something, yeah?" I pleaded.
"Yeah, sure!" She cheerfully nodded. "I'm going to the bathroom really quick, okay? Be back soon. Don't wander off!"
Before I could agree she had already made her way back through the crowd. I bit my lip, scoping the area out. A lot of people were already seemingly intoxicated. Very intoxicated. I supposed a drink couldn't hurt, and I ordered myself something to sip on as well as a shot to ease the nerves. One kamikaze, and that was it – or perhaps a Vegas Bomb.
After an unreasonable amount of time had passed for Kate to simply be relieving herself, I got up, determined to find her. My first step away from the bar stool, my heel caught onto my ridiculously long dress, and I fell forward. Whatever – whoever – I bumped into, was extremely stiff. It was like running face first into cement.
"Ouch!" I cried, my hand coming to my nose instantly.
"My apologies," a gentle, familiar voice said, "are you alright?"
I looked up to see a man, also wearing a mask, except his was divine. In the poorly lit building, I couldn't make out much. His hair looked dark, his eyes, too, and his features were fuzzy beneath the multiple strobes. However, his mask was captivating. It was a sparkling black color, intricate designs and swirls in gradient shades of gray, with small jewels paired at the corners.
He wasn't dressed up other than the mask. He wore a very expensive looking suit. I couldn't make out the color of it either.
"Oh, I, uh, uh, I," I stuttered mindlessly, "I'm fine."
"You almost took quite the fall."
I couldn't place my tongue on where I had heard his voice before, but it sounded so familiar.
"Yeah," I chuckled coyly, " I did. I'm sorry I fell into you!"
"Not to worry," his words were muffled, drowned out by the loud music, "can I buy you a drink?"
"Oh, I really better not." I shook my head.
"My treat. One couldn't hurt, could it," his gaze was fierce, intimidating as he passed by me to sit at the bar.
"Um, no, I guess another one is fine."
I fixed my dress, adjusting myself on the stool and leaning over the bar. At least I wasn't all by myself anymore. Though, I couldn't see for the life of me who this courteous stranger with the familiar voice really was.
"So," he turned to me after telling the bartender our orders, "may I ask what brings you out here tonight?"
"My friend," I leaned into him some, hopefully I was loud enough still without shouting.
"Ah," he nodded, "then why is it just you?"
"She disappeared into the sea of party goers! I was actually about to go out and find her!"
He snickered slightly, his top lip quirking up. He ran a hand through his hair, then grabbed the drinks the bartender had placed in front of him. He swung one my way.
"Well, I'm sure she will turn up. What kind of a friend would she be if she didn't?"
I took the drink from his hand, realizing the mesmerizing grin he had on his face, and smiled unwillingly.
What straight teeth, I thought.
We must have sat and talked for a good hour. Kate was nowhere in sight, so I took comfort in the conversation with this nice stranger. Throughout the conversation, I learned he was a businessman, and that coming to this party was something he had only agreed to because of his brother. He didn't tell me specific details, but he said that his situation was similar to mine, and that his brother ditched him for some girl.
"How funny," I pitched, "maybe they are together somewhere, huh?"
He smiled, his stoic composure still in tact. Even after as many drinks as we had had, which wasn't many, just enough to get me feeling good, he was as sober as ever.
I was about to end my time with him, the lingering thought that I needed to find Kate nagging in the back of my mind. Before I got the chance to say my goodbyes, the song changed, and the masked man asked me if I would like to go dance.
Of two things I was certain; I could not dance, whatsoever, and I definitely did not have the balls to attempt it in front of a massive group of people.
"Oh, I don't know about that."
"Come on," he stood and turned to me, a palm offered, "you will be with me. I won't let anything happen to you."
I stared at his hand, a long moment of silence between us. I didn't know if I had it in me to actually go through with it. His eyes, though, his body language. It was all so inviting. It was like I knew him, and for some reason, I felt I could trust him.
"Fine."
I grabbed his hand, and we walked to the dance floor. It felt like everyone was staring at us, making way even so that we could get by. As the song started to slowly pick up, the singers voice calming, and the rhythm catchy, I felt my body began to step in sync with the beat. Okay, Ana, this wouldn't be too hard. What would Jessie do?
My masked companion turned to me, those haunting eyes staring into my soul – err, Jessie's soul...
I wasn't aware that I had stopped walking, but when he stopped, he turned around and stood still. He didn't have to say anything, but his body language called for me to go to him. Obeying, I walked his way.
A smile graced his lips once more, and I bit my lip, moving closer. By the time I got to him, the energy was electric between us, and though I realized how intense and sensual the eye contact we shared was, I didn't shy away. No, because Jessie wouldn't shy away.
He continued to lean in closer, and soon his breath was on my lips. My head was spinning, and in my lightheaded daze I hadn't realized his hands find my waist...until he pulled me into him.
Riding the idea that Jessie wasn't afraid of anything, I placed my hands around his face and pulled him in. Our lips met passionately, and the taste of alcohol on tongue overpowered that of my own. I expected his tongue to be warmer than it was, but in the moment, music thumping, lights flickering, surrounded by people – and slightly intoxicated – his lips put me in a trance.
His hands made their way up my back, and his leg somehow managed to press up against me...down there...
I felt a chill of excitement – some slight horny undertones – and placed my hand on his chest. The spontaneous makeout session lasted a minute before finally concluding. While he looked satisfied, it hit me what had actually just taken place. My hands covered my mouth, and I was immediately flushed the color red with embarrassment. This did nothing to slow him down any.
He grabbed my hand and lead me past the bar to what looked like a section of the club no one else was. Several feet ahead of us I noticed a door.
Was he taking me to a private room?
Common sense beckoned me to free myself from his grip and run the other way, but he turned once more, those eyes seductive and fierce, and the voice in my head called me out.
Jessie wouldn't be afraid. Jessie would be powerful. He isn't even bad looking.
At least...not from what I could tell.
"Fine," I whispered to myself.
He opened the door, leading into a smaller back room that looked like it may be used for private parties. Bachelor parties perhaps?
I don't why it was unlocked, but he locked it from the inside, then proceeded to start the undoing of his tie. Before he finished, though, he turned to me, grabbing my waist and pushing me up against the wall. He picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around him. My inner thighs quivered with nerves and adrenaline. Was I really going to do this?
Alright guys! Have to end it there for this chapter. More sexy stuff to come next chapter though ;p Anyways! To answer some reviews and PMs this story is suppose to be somewhat based on my experiences as a cam girl too! I'm writing an actual version of 'Online Now' that I want to be published which details some of my own experiences as well as is fictional with a different story line. More characters and a more intricate story line (more insight into our main character's lives) will be added after the ho-ho-hoe-lidays! Should I just make a twitter or something so you guys can follow me and I can answer more questions/give more updates there?! Anyways! Thanks again for reading and I hope everyone has a bada$$ holiday!