Genderswap! I like the idea of Santana and Brittany being guys. They work just as fine as if they were girls. And I don´t like Klaine that much.
The first chapter will have a lot of time jumps. But this will only be here. The following chapters up to the end will not need those.
This story is rated M for smut in every way. There might be some dom/sub play and rougher sex. All violence is consented between the two. This is fiction, therefore Santiago and Brett will be beautiful and well endowed! Because this is how my mind works.
Summary: Santiago took over his mother´s business and is secretly gay. One day a customer complains about bad service and the Latino has to see for himself. Brett Pierce is this certain customer and things will soon change between the two...
August 2013
His life was laid out before he entered High School. Santiago was always told the same thing by his mother: "Santiago, you will take over my business after you graduate. Your sister took over your father´s practice and you will take over my business. This is our way of giving both of you help to start your own lives."
Maribel and Jose Lopez were proud of their children and they had every right to.
He never questioned it or was ungrateful. His parents just wanted to give him and his older sister an opportunity. While others struggled after college to pay off their student loans, Santiago would be out of debt in less than four years. If he ever decided to sell the business he was going to own in a few years, his parents would be adamant for him to have a life and business plan to continue.
Santiago and Isabel Lopez were always pushed to be the best and that´s what they did. Isabel became a doctor just like their father. Santiago on the other hand was always good with numbers and followed into their mother´s footsteps. He studied business, marketing and tax law, and in four years he would be taking over her business. Lopez around the House was his future and he could not wait for it to begin.
Tonight Santiago decided to go out with his new-found friends. It was Freshmen Year and he was in college, that´s where the good parties are happening. One of the first nights he wanted to meet up with his friends he accidentally walked into a gay bar. It took him a solid 20 minutes to notice.
First the neon signs confused him for a second, but this was New York and Brooklyn was crazier than Manhattan. Then, the bouncer gave him an interested look and the Latino had some doubts about being at the right address. Again, he calmed his nerves with the explanation of being in Brooklyn. When he entered and saw half dressed men dancing, he excused it by thinking this might be ladies night. But the final straw was when he sat down at the bar and couldn´t order a drink because, a man came up to him and offered to buy. Santiago then understood that he was hit on.
He felt stupid and embarrassed and made a bee-line for the door. Trying not to look into anybody´s eyes he bumped into something hard or rather someone strong and muscular. "Slow down there tiger." He heard but didn´t look up. All he picked up was a vanilla scent. This person, probably a muscular man by the voice Santiago heard and felt, smelled really good.
Still, Santiago left the club in a hurry yelling a ´sorry´ back into the club and took a cleansing breath as soon as he stood back outside under the neon lights. He could see his friends just a few yards down the street. Shrugging the experience off he walked to the right address.
May 2017
His college years passed by in the blink of an eye. Every chance he had, he spent helping his mom and understanding the ropes of being an employer.
But at night, he tried to understand the pull he had going back to the club he stumbled in four years ago. The Latino always knew that women weren´t as arousing as men to him. The pressure that would follow the coming out of the closet and the arguments with his parents weren´t something he was looking forward to. Santiago decided to just hide the fact that he only had girlfriends for show.
His best friends were unaware of the fact that he was gay. Being all closed off with people was a specialty of the Latino. He was good at hiding. He sometimes went back to the club in Brooklyn and sat at the far end of the bar and looked around. Just looking at these men being so free and careless, and wished he could be the same.
Graduation came faster than expected and one month later, Santiago and his mother sat down with a lawyer and signed the paper´s making him the new face and owner of Lopez around the House.
December 1999
Maribel and her husband owned a rather large house and garden around it. It was important to her that everything was always clean and in order. Her children were little and took up a lot of her time, she knew that she couldn´t maintain all of their estate by herself.
That was the night Maribel decided to start her own business and a few months later when her son started pre-school, she filled out all the paperwork and opened Lopez around the House. She acquired employees and her business found customers easily. New York was full of rich and busy people. Wall Street, Broadway and business owners made up most of the customers.
February 2015
Over the last ten years her business grew fast and by 2011 she employed almost sixty people. This number rose by another fifty percent after Santiago explained her new ways of saving money and optimizing their tasks. Maribel was so proud of her son. Santiago excelled in all of his classes.
July 2017
"Yes, sir. I will send another maid to your house tomorrow… what? I- I´m sorry sir, but there is no way I can find another maid today. They are all on jobs." Santiago tried to explain to the enraged customer. This was the second time this particular customer called. And again, he was not satisfied with the provided services. The first time he called, Santiago thought that it was because he sent an older maid who might have been too overwhelmed with an entire house. The business owner then sent another and more versatile maid, but again, there was no satisfaction.
There was a knock on the door and his assistant peaked his head into the office. Santiago motioned him to enter and sit.
"I´m sorry, but I don´t appreciate you yelling like that. I will send someone else tomorrow morning at 8 am and your house will be cleaned. No charge sir. Thank you." He hung up and shook his head in disbelieve.
"What is going on, Santiago?" His assistant asked with a sweet smile.
"This customer is driving me crazy. My mother signed him just before I took over and for the last two weeks he has been complaining about every maid I sent him."
"Tell me the name and I´ll check in with Carl and put Victoria on this assignment." He replied.
"Fernando, that is the problem! Victoria was cleaning today. I thought Magda was doing great, but her health has become an issue with houses this big. So, I thought Victoria would be the best replacement. But for some reason he is not happy with her as well." Santiago said and pulled out a big binder.
All his employees are listed and their assignments behind it. Fernando walked over to the big planner that was on the wall. It took over the whole east wall of Santiago´s office. All of their customers are listed and color coded the employees and the task that had to be done.
Many of Santiago´s customers only needed a maid. They don´t have gardens in the middle of New York. However, in the outskirts of town his customers had gardens and needed a caretaker as well. The Latino didn´t hire any new employees since he took over the business. But he was well aware that soon he would have to.
"Alright, let´s see," Fernando looked over the planner on the wall, "How about Veronica? She is free tomorrow." He suggested.
"No, she is off. Her son is having surgery tomorrow." Santiago replied without looking up. Therefore, he did not notice Fernando coming closer.
"You know, I came her for something completely different, to be honest, and all we do is talking business that I can´t stand right now." He said while sitting on top of the Latino´s desk pushing the binder aside.
"Did you? Well, I´m sorry. What can I do for you?" Santiago asked in a sultry voice. He knew why Fernando was here. Every other day, when the office was empty, Fernando came to his office. The slightly older Latino has been giving his boss blowjobs for more than a year now. Seldomly, Santiago even fucked him. It was a secret and not something the Latino would ever admit. He was a closeted gay and Fernando didn´t mind. He enjoyed being fucked by him and dominated by his boss.
Santiago´s first time Fernando was horrible. It happened in the office and the lube splattered on Santiago´s desk and ruined some of his papers. In the end Fernando had a locked jaw to round up this experience. They decided back then that this was something they should do on the floor or somewhere far away from the office. The Motel 8 in Brooklyn turned out to be their spot for the few times they went all the way. But a simple blowjob was alright at the office and after a call like that, the Latino needed it.
June 2016
Santiago visited his mother again after classes. He got another practical lesson on how to run a business. He mainly tried to get to know every single employee and learn their names. It was important to him to have a personal connection with them.
One of them, his mother´s assistant, was particularly interested in getting to know Santiago. He volunteered to show him around and was pretty hands on most of the time. At first Santiago did not like the advances Fernando was making towards him, but over time he enjoyed the gentle brushes of their hands or the butt pinches.
This day was a special one. Fernando and Santiago went into the garage to check if the cars were clean and ready to go. His mother told him that appearance is important and company cars, especially those the workers drove, were a good way to promote their services.
Therefore, Santiago followed Fernando. They marked two cars which needed a wash down and inspected the trunks. The younger Latino was impressed by one car that was the cleanest of them all.
"Damn, I would sit in this with my suit on. I like this one specifically. Who can I give a good handshake?"
Fernando snickered. "Me, actually. I drive this one. Hence, no gardening equipment."
"Well, good job." Santiago replied. "Although you are not using it for its real purpose."
"I do. I´m using it to get to work. Besides, I only need it until the end of the week. My car broke down and your mom gave me the new car." Fernando said. He followed Santiago to the car´s trunk and checked out his biceps while the Latino lifted himself into the trunk of the car.
Fernando felt something in his pants and he liked this feeling. Walking over to Santiago he could see in the younger man´s eyes that he was up for the new experiment. Fernando worked on seducing the boss´s son, but he couldn´t help himself. Something about Santiago intrigued him. The college student seemed to like his touches and today was the day. He will take the next step.
"So, you say my car is clean. How about I tell you that I am also clean and I would like to clean your dick with my mouth?" Fernando said and rubbed his hands over Santiago´s thighs. The younger man leaned onto his elbows and waited for Fernando to continue.
"Ok," he almost whispered. He was ready. This would be his first blowjob from a guy. He has been trying to hide being gay for too long. Dating girls to hide his sexuality took a lot of energy. Santiago went to gay strip clubs on the other side of town and had several accounts for male porn sites.
He never kissed a man before, but he knew what he wanted. Girls never turned him on. When he slept with them, which happened once or twice, he watched porn before to have something to think about.
Now was his chance to finally have guy on guy interaction. He should be aware that they could be caught, but this was another aspect which intrigued him. He intensely watched how Fernando first unbuckled his belt and then unzipped his pants. The bulge in his boxer briefs is more than evident. Fernando knew that Santiago wanted this as much as he did.
"You have a nice cock. Hopefully I won´t choke on it." He said with a wink and freed Santiago´s pole.
July 2017
"Yes, I even brought a condom if you are up for it. My ass has been missing you. Besides, I will be leaving soon and you know it. So how about we make up our first time and do it right this time?" Fernando said while carefully rubbing over Santiago´s crotch. He felt the hidden cock growing.
Santiago knew that Fernando decided to move to Spain with his sugar daddy. He didn´t like the idea. He didn´t know anybody else who would have sex with him and not tell anybody. Furthermore, the cheating wasn´t sitting to well with him. He was mad at Fernando when he gave him his letter of resignation and the reason why he left.
Santiago was unaware until two weeks ago that Fernando was in a committed relationship. He hasn´t fucked him since. But today he needed it, he wanted to. The Latino couldn´t deny the urge anymore to let go of all the anger and pressure he was under. This customer, Pierce, was annoying the shit out of him and now he would fuck the shit out of Fernando.
"Well then take your clothes off and get on the floor, free my dick and begin to suck so I can fuck you. You deserve one last fuck. I will destroy your asshole." Santiago ordered and Fernando followed.
The next morning Santiago decided to see for himself what Mr. Pierce complained about. The circumstance occurred, because he was too exhausted to find a replacement after fucking Fernando for almost two hours. When Fernando pulled up his pants last night his ass was filled with Santiago´s cock and fist at some point. He could barely walk. Santiago´s cock was sensitive. When he woke up this morning he had trouble holding his dick while taking a piss. Fernando clenched his hole so often, because he knew that Santiago loved the tight space.
Arriving at the address Santiago found mansion with big windows and a large garden. He walked up the stairs and waited for someone to open the front door. It happened. A tall blonde man stood in front of him.
"Morning, who are you?" The blonde man asked. He was only dressed in boxer shorts. Santiago could see every single muscle and there were a lot. The blonde´s arms are perfectly defined and on top of his shoulders lay some blonde hair. The boxer shorts hung low and showed of a V of muscles. The tip of the V pointed towards the man´s dick and Santiago could only imagine the size of it. The faint outline gave him a good idea of the size hidden behind the black cotton.
"Good morning, Mr. Pierce. I´m Mr. Lopez and owner of Lopez around the House. We talked on the phone yesterday, and I wanted to convince myself of the cleaning that has or hasn´t happened here." He replied and again his eyes wandered lower.
"Well great, then come on in." Mr. Pierce sounded cocky and Santiago hated this. This man was not his superior, but the Latino had to keep his customer´s happy. Therefore, he put on a fake smile and walked into the house.
This was not what he expected. The house was trashed. Beer bottles lay everywhere and the walls were full of something that looked like food.
"Well, we have to separate the mess the maid left and the party leftovers." The blonde said while walking into the kitchen. Santiago couldn´t believe this.
"Mr. Pierce. I´m sorry, but this is unacceptable.-" Santiago started, but Mr. Pierce interrupted.
"Yes! You are correct. This is unacceptable. Your maid is not able to clean up. Look here for example," he pointed to the sink which was filled with empty bottles. "There are water marks and I don´t like water marks in my sink. Do you?"
The Latino wanted to laugh out loud. Was he for real? This house was a fucking mess. Before he could reply a young man and woman walked into the kitchen. Their hair was wild and the woman´s make-up was smeared. Santiago could only imagine what happened.
"Brett, we are leaving. Thanks for the night. I think I can say for Sally and me both, we enjoyed it." The man said. So his name was Brett Pierce. Santiago probably read his name before, but now he was sure of the man´s name.
"Great, I´ll see you soon, maybe, or not." Brett Pierce said and turned back to Santiago, "sorry, I had some fun with them last night." He said with a wink. Again, Santiago couldn´t believe this behavior. So careless and not interested in what people thought about him.
"Sure, whatever." Santiago replied. He wanted to get back to business to leave soon. "Mr. Pierce, I can´t say that I am happy about the water marks. But, if you are expecting having a house this size cleaned, you have to ask for at least two maids. If you checked the website, you would see that we have suggestions for how many maids are needed for different sizes. I guess your houses size applies for two maids at least if not three."
Brett Pierce didn´t seem to care about all the information Santiago had just given him. He walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. "My father said that one maid is more than enough to clean the house. How should I know that some party leftovers are so much trouble for your maids?"
The Latino couldn´t believe it. The first thing he needed to do was talk to his maid, he knew that. He would have done this anyways after checking out the house, but now he was aware why the work was impossible to be done. Brett fucking Pierce partied and left the work to one maid. ONE! Unbelievable.
"So how are we going to solve this problem? Are you gonna clean this mess?" Mr. Pierce asked without hesitation and leaned on the counter next to the fridge drinking his water.
"I can get rid of the water marks in the sink Mr. Pierce, but for this task I will have to call in at least 4 employees and I haven´t even seen most of the house." Santiago said in his most professional voice.
"Well beautiful, how about I show you around? So you can get an overview over what you have to do." Brett Pierce replied and showed him into the living room. The horror continued there. Santiago counted two men lying on the floor and a woman on the couch. More bottles and pizza slices covered the floor. Furthermore, Santiago found a window broken and it looked like a bigger object fell through it. Walking past the damaged glass he saw the yard and more damage.
The Latino tried to imagine what kind of occasion produced such damage. It was unbelievable, but Brett Pierce gave him the answer he hoped for.
"It was my birthday yesterday and my siblings organized a little party for me." His smile was beautiful, but Santiago had to hate him. This man was annoying the shit out of him and he should not find him attractive. Walking up the stairs Santiago´s rage didn´t die down, it rose instead. For a second he thought that somebody might have taken a shit there, but Brett told him that it was just puke. Just puke? He was about to stop the misery and walk out, but he did not stop his steps.
Santiago followed the blonde into his bedroom. Nobody could deny the smell of sex and it was underlined by condoms and lube next to the bed and on the floor. The Latino´s thoughts of Brett Pierce being a slut came shooting back into his mind. The blonde´s bedroom proved him right. And this was all he needed.
"Mr. Pierce. I cannot say that this is a possible task for one of my employees to fulfill." Santiago said while walking through the room making some notes.
"What happened to ´we can handle it all´?" He asked and the scolding Latino knew that he was trying to get a rise out of him. Brett Pierce did not care about the services at all. After a minute of silence there was some rumbling in the bathroom and when the door opened, Santiago initially lost all hope. Coming out of there was no other than Fernando. Santiago gave his best to hold is anger inside.
Fernando uttered a faint ´hi´ and left the bedroom and house as quickly as he could. This would need some serious talking as soon as Santiago would see him again. But for now, the Latino was done. He was done with the inspection of the house, done with this humiliation of Fernando and especially done with Brett fucking Pierce.
"Mr. Pierce, I am sorry to tell you that this is not working. I will refund all your money, but you cannot expect one maid to clean all of this. If you party here and then expect a complete renovation, you have to hire at least four, if not five of my employees." Santiago was pissed to say the least. This man had the nerve to complain about something that was impossible to do within the time he ordered. He was mommy and daddy´s little angel or something and probably never worked a day in his life.
Santiago had to admit to himself that Fernando was the tip of the iceberg. He trusted the older Latino and Santiago could barely live with himself knowing that he was only his second choice, because Fernando had a man, a relationship. But finding out about being a simple fuck like Brett Pierce was the last straw.
Without saying another word he walked out of the bedroom. Santiago carefully walked down the stairs and headed for the door to leave this place. He couldn´t take it anymore. He was halfway out the door when he heard Brett Pierce´s voice again.
"You know Fernando, don´t you?" his voice was as cocky as before. Santiago´s rage was boiling inside him. All he wanted was to get off there, but he couldn´t. Santiago took the step back inside and slammed the door shut.
"Yes, I do. He is my fucking assistant. And now I come to this house and hope for a customer with real problems, but instead I find a fucking spoiled brat with an attitude that also fucks my assistant!" He yelled at Brett Pierce.
The blonde man still hasn´t covered his upper body with any kind of clothing and walked down the stairs towards the enraged Latino. He still wore a smile and it pissed Santiago off even more.
"Ah, so you are the boss Fernando is getting fucked by. He told me about you", he said with a smile "man, I wanna see your wonderous cock. He can´t stop talking about you when I fuck him. He always tells me how veiny and slightly curved your pole is and the way you command him to do things. You are the mysterious boss. And now I finally have a face to the description of a nice cock." Brett Pierce was grinning like the fucking Cheshire Cat and was not about a foot away from the Latino.
What in the world gives him the right to say something like that? How does Fernando dare to talk about him and his private parts? Santiago was breathing heavily, he was enraged and wanted to get out. But something stopped him, the half-naked man held his arm, he tried to fight it and before Brett Pierce forced him to turn his head and went in for the Latino´s lips. The blonde barely kissed his cheek. Santiago was paralyzed he couldn´t move.
"How about I show you a good time Mr. Lopez, but before that you clean my house," he whispered into Santiago´s neck, "or better, you clean the spots you want me to fuck you on."
The Latino felt himself getting aroused, but he would not be topped and especially not by a man like Brett Pierce. He took all the energy inside him and pushed the tall blonde man off of him.
"No! You better let me go now. I won´t let you fuck me in any place in this filthy house. First, you are a little brat, who doesn´t know a thing about the working world. Second, you don´t get to top me and third, you don´t know me at all. So you better let me go and not just out of your house but out of your life as well!" The Latino opened the door again and looked back one last time: "Don´t you dare calling my business again!"
Driving back to the office was not a possibility now, he could deal with canceling the Saturday appointment on Monday. Santiago needed to get home. He needed to forget what he saw. He felt betrayed by Fernando. Sure they weren´t dating or anything, but he thought that there was something special between them. Being betrayed like that hurt. Santiago tried to imagine for how long Pierce and Fernando were fucking, but it hurt. He wanted to be alone drinking, eating and watching Netflix. Nothing that needed to much attention.
When he got out the car in front of his apartment complex he saw a figure sitting on the bottom of the stairs. He knew that it was Fernando and Santiago also knew that he had nothing nice to say to him. Approaching the stairs he heard the older Latino standing up.
"Don´t say anything to me. How dare you to fuck someone like him and me? He probably has every STD in the book! You can pack your shit up today or tomorrow, I don´t want to see you anymore. You better not be in the office on Monday. Your two weeks´ notice is cut short. Enjoy your free time packing or whatever, just get out of my face, Fernando!"
Santiago ignored what the man had to say and slammed the door behind him. Alfred, the concierge, told Santiago he understood not letting Fernando into the complex anymore and wished him a nice day. He would have anything but that.
The rest of the day went by in blur and so did Sunday.
When he walked into the office Monday morning he hoped that Fernando was gone and happily he was. The desk was clean and Santiago hoped for some peace this morning. He had to admit that he still was not over the fact of being used. Fernando used him for his pleasure and Santiago and him weren´t a couple, still he was his first longer commitment to another man.
Walking into his office, Santiago saw his mother sitting in the chair. Shit was about to go down in 3,2,1…
"Mijo, what is going on with you and the Pierce boy? You just cut him from our list? What were you thinking? Pierce Pierce, his father, is one of your biggest customers and you tell him that you can´t work his house anymore?" Maribel was enraged.
"Mami, this house," he tried to find the right words "was a mess. He was having the biggest parties and expects it to be cleaned up by us? By one person! You cannot believe what I saw there! People drunk on the floors, windows broken and don´t get me started on the bedroom! And also he was having sexual intercourse with Fernando! Fernando knew that he was our client and had sexual relations with him!"
Maribel wouldn´t take it. Ignoring the Fernando part she went on, she didn´t raise a quitter: "So what? You send more people over there or clean it yourself. Santiago, this is not acceptable. You cannot take over my business and run it into the ground after less than three months. You better take this seriously or you will suffer the consequences!"
"Oh my fucking God, mami. Have a look at the house yourself. It is impossible! And if I send more people there for the same price, I will definitely run this business into the ground. This man has no idea what he is paying for. He just waves around daddy´s money and expects me to wipe his ass. Sorry, but I´m no fucking slave and clean after this arrogant prince or whatever he thinks he is!" Santiago almost yelled at his mother and he could see that he made a big mistake. Maribel Lopez got up from the chair and leaned onto the grand oak desk.
"Don´t you ever dare to use the Lord´s name in vain again Santiago Lopez, or I´ll beat your butt with my bare hand until it is bleeding. You are never too old to get a good smack from your mother. And by listening to your statement you understood the business that is going on here. Brett Pierce has a lot of money, or his father does. So you better get a workforce together and get them over in the next two hours. Money is no issue for them and you use all the people you need to clean this house. Build is from the bottom if you need to!" Maribel screamed while walking to the door. "Just do it!"
Within the hour Santiago gathered up seven maids and himself, just to be sure, to go back to Brett Pierce´s house. Ringing the door bell was humiliating, but as soon as the brat -this was all Santiago could refer to him as- opened the door he felt an all-time low.
"Well hello Mr. Lopez. What made you change your mind about cleaning my house with all this beautiful ladies. If any of you is interested in some more fun that just cleaning, I am a great, no, the best fuck-"
"Stop right there Mr. Pierce. None of my employees will have sexual intercourse with you. I will personally supervise this task." Santiago interrupted the blonde, again half naked, man. "You will do your job and not talk to him. I will be present during all interactions with him to insure a good outcome." Santiago said in a stern voice and all the women nodded. He had briefed them before they arrived at the house and told them about how important, but also annoying, this customer was.
The women entered the house and took their workstations without a sound. Santiago followed them and told the blonde man that he would be at his side at any moment.
"Well, you supervising me sounds nice. I was going to take a shower. You wanna join me? I would like to see the magic dick that has gotten Fernando screaming about while fucking him." Brett said with a smile.
Santiago scoffed. "You better be careful about saying something about my sexual orientation, this has nothing to do with my work and I would appreciate if you would keep quiet about this. You go and have your shower and I will start cleaning your bedroom for the duration."
Together they walked up the stairs and Santiago couldn´t take his eyes of the blonde´s ass. It looked so nice and the Latino caught himself thinking about sinking his dick right in between those cheeks. Arriving in the blonde´s still messy bedroom, Santiago didn´t expect what happened next. Brett took his boxers off and flung them somewhere into the room. He was now butt naked in front of Santiago.
The Latino now saw the two cheeks without any cover and felt a short twitch. Then without any warning, Brett turned around and Santiago saw him in all his glory. He covered his eyes and screamed: "Holy shit, Mr. Pierce! Cover yourself up."
Brett laughed wholeheartedly, but didn´t fulfill the Latino´s wish. He was more than happy with his body. Boys and girls always told him how sexy is looked. Brett felt the looks the Latino gave him when he arrived this morning and knowing that he was into guys, the blonde had to have him.
"Why so shy Mr. Lopez? Don´t you want to have a look? Come on, take a peak and see what you could have fun with." He said and grabbed his whole dick giving it a couple of squeezes. Brett had to admit he enjoyed this game.
Santiago had turned around, he could not get sucked into this. Brett Pierce was a slut and Santiago wanted to find something serious. He was ready for a relationship and to settle down, but this could not happen with a man like him. He was all that was wrong with gay men.
"I don´t want to see you or your privates. So, please go and take a shower and put on some clothes." He said in a stern voice and when he heard the door close he started to pick up clothes and threw them all in and next to the hamper. It was already overflowing with dirty clothes. He called downstairs for one of his girls to lend him a hand and together they carried all the dirty laundry into the laundry room. The Latino was shocked, Brett Pierce had two washing machines and dryers. He and Victoria started the first machines.
"This is going to be a workload. I´m sorry for not telling you, Santiago. I wanted to, but I was so mad and scared." Victoria said without looking at him.
"Hey, you are not in the wrong here. I would have talked to you today about this anyways. But now, let´s just get this done somehow. We are eight people and I hope we won´t need more than four hours. I already called Michael and James to fix the yard. Let´s just- just do it." He said as he gives her shoulder a squeeze.
They both returned to work. Santiago went back upstairs and opened the closet looking for fresh linin. When he couldn´t find any he continued to open the drawers around the room and his breath hitched when he opened a very private one.
The drawer was filled with all sorts of sex toys. Dildos, handcuffs, a rope, about twenty different bottles of lube and more. Santiago has never seen sex toys this close. Well, to be honest he only seen them in the porn he regularly watched. He was totally entranced and didn't notice Brett Pierce sneaking up behind him, until he smelled his vanilla body wash and a second later his upper body pressed against his back.
The Latino had to admit it felt wonderful. Brett Pierce was a little bit taller than him. Their shoulders seemed to be the same size. Santiago could feel the muscles of the blonde´s chest on his back.
"What would you like to try, Mr. Lopez? We could start out slow and I tied you up while fucking you, legs spreads and some nice ass smacking?" The blonde said gripping a paddle from the drawer. Due to being taller than Santiago and seeing the Latino´s neck, all he wanted to do was place a kiss right there. He grabbed the Latino´s hips and pulled his ass against his hard cock.
Brett would fuck the Latino man right now, even against the dresser. Something about him intrigued the blonde. But Santiago came to his senses. He was about to give in, because Brett Pierce was an attractive man and he had a peak before. The blonde´s cock was beautiful and veiny and his balls looked so suckable. Now, feeling him almost made him buck into the blonde. But he couldn´t. He couldn´t give in to the perfectly shaved devil.
"Stop this. I was looking for linen." He exclaimed while stepping aside. "Where are the linen Mr. Pierce?"
The owner pointed towards the hallway and dropped his towel. Again, Santiago took a sneak peak of the hardened, proudly standing dick. This man was going to be the death of him. The blonde´s ass looked just as good as Brett´s front. Santiago imagined how nice it would feel to spread those two bulky cheeks and watch his puckered hole clench.
After five instead of four hours Santiago and his employees were done. He sent the women and men home, thanking them for everything. He stayed behind to finish up the last touches. So he went into the kitchen and grabbed the glasses to put them into the dishwasher.
Brett Pierce announced himself this them by clearing his throat. "I gotta admit, this does look nice. Thank you Mr. Lopez. How about I hand you the check and put a nice fuck on top of that?" He said leaning against the door frame.
"How about you just hand me the check and we keep it at that. And from now on, I will be here every time your house needs a clean-up. I will inspect the house first and then bring the needed amount of women. I will advise you to stop making any sexual advances towards me-" he was on fire, but Brett interrupted him.
"Or what? Are you going to tell your mommy?" The blonde could see the fear and laughed. "Oh. No way! Your mother doesn´t know that you like the big D? Great, so how about I will continue this and we see when I finally charm you?" He had a smile on his face.
After Santiago´s employee left the first time, he called up his parents and told him about the inconvenience and being frustrated with the provided service. Brett´s parents would do everything for him. Santiago was right, he was spoiled and he loved it. He loved every second it.
"Mr. Pierce, this is strictly a business relationship. And let me add, what you are doing is not charming in any way. It is a cheap way to get some stupid whore into your bed and I am anything but." He said with a scolding look. Then he noticed how the blonde was hopeful somehow. The Latino could see it in his eyes.
"Ok, I will charm you." Brett replied.
"Mr. Pierce-"
"Call me Brett." The blonde interrupted again.
"Mr. Pierce, let us be real about this. You and me are never going to happen. I am not interested in a one night stand. Furthermore, you are my customer and it would be unethical for me to have any sexual relation with you. I will see you next Saturday." He tried to be as professional as possible.
Sure there was something, a spark of some sort. Brett Pierce was an attractive man and he intrigued Santiago. He was dangerous and Santiago liked the idea of danger.
But he couldn't.
Without another word he took the check and walked out of the house. It felt good. Santiago was able to walk to his car without any interruptions and drove right back home. He needed some more sleep and a shower. Mainly a shower. Santiago felt dirty and needed to get everything that was Brett Pierce off of his body.
It took him almost 30 minutes to feel clean. After the shower he fell onto the couch and shortly after asleep. He was not eager for the next weekend to come…