After looking at several homes around the Las Vegas area, Scott and Rachael settled on purchasing a two-story home, northwest of the sprawling city. Located just a few blocks from the prestigious Painted Desert Country Club, the home offered many amenities, including a luxurious swimming pool with a waterfall feature.
For Rachael, the home represented an investment. For Scott it meant living in absolute luxury at no cost to him. The five-bedroom home was significantly large enough to permit Scott to expand on the escort service’s original business format. His plans, still in their infancy, were something he wanted to discuss with Charlene before proceeding.
Furnishing the house and setting up a home office for the escort service took almost three weeks. The secretary’s office would be located just off the main living area. Scott’s spacious office offered direct access to the terrace and swimming pool. One of the perks, he hoped to enjoy as often as possible.
Skeptical of some of the men and women working as escorts, Scott has used his free time to run background checks on several employees. Finding numerous discrepancies in their employment files, Scott convinced Rachael to replace several escorts.
“We need women with style, sophistication and education.” Scott stated. “And of course, great looks!”
“What about the guys?” Rachael inquired.
“I wouldn’t worry to much about education with the guys.” Scott responded. “Women are gonna go for looks first. If they’ve got style and sophistication, that’s just a plus, not a requirement.”
“Women aren’t going to want to go out with some dumb-ass.” Rachael said.
“I realize that.” Scott replied. “Women want someone who’s going to act like a gentleman, be entertaining and hopefully will give them the fuck of their life before morning.”
“Maybe I should help conduct the interviews.” Rachael suggested.
“Like hell!” Scott exclaimed. “I’ll do all the interviews, especially with the women. You can sit in on the interviews with the men if you want, but that’s all. Just sit in and keep quiet.”
“Scott, you’re forgetting who owns this escort service.” Rachael boldly stated.
“You’re forgetting that without me running the day-to-day operations and overseeing everything, you won’t have a business.” Scott retorted. “You damn near let Glenn and Crystal rob you blind and put you out of business.”
“It’s going to be run my way or I’m walking!” Scott added. “I’d prefer you stay out of sight and away from the business as much as possible. It‘s for your own good.”
Not arguing any further, Rachael conceded to Scott’s demands. With Charlene far off in Colorado, Scott was the only one she felt she could trust. She needed Scott alot more than he needed her. Scott knew it too and he wasn’t about to let her forget it.
After Rachael left to return to her desert home, west of Vegas, Scott thought about calling Charlene to see how she was getting along.
“How’s things on the ranch?” He asked.
“Fantastic! Couldn’t be better!” Charlene exclaimed.
“Really! Never figured you for the country type.” Scott responded. “But, you sure sound happy.”
“I am. I really am.” She stated. “It’s alot of work, but I’m not constantly having to look over my shoulder.”
“I know what you mean.” Scott said. “I can tell I’m going to have to keep a close eye on Rachael.”
“How’s the escort service coming along?” Charlene inquired. “Ready to reopen for business?”
“Yeah, but on a scaled down version till we hire more people.” He replied. “I’ve got to start interviewing for a secretary before I do anything.”
“Someone sexy, I presume.” She quipped. “But not too dumb.”
“Someone smart and sexy would fit the bill.” Scott responded. “Single and horny would be a plus.”
“You keeping your dick clean?” Charlene kidded. “Not stroking it to Rachael, are you?”
“Nah, she thinks I’m gay as hell.” Scott answered. “I’m going to let her keep thinking it too.”
“When are you coming back for a visit?” Scott asked. “You can always stay here. This house is fantastic, almost as nice as Rachael’s.”
“I’m not sure when I’ll be able to get away.” Charlene replied. “We’re still dealing with contractors and Rick needs my help.”
“You started on the house yet?” He inquired.
“No, not yet.” She answered. “Rick wants to build the barns first. Then we can start buying horses.”
“You gonna buy a horse?” Scott quipped, laughing.
“Yeah, I am.” Charlene quickly answered. “And don’t laugh.”
“Whoa! You really are into this ranching thing, aren’t you?” He exclaimed.
“Yeah. It’s a nice, clean way of life.” Charlene said. “I may buy a ranch myself someday.”
Scott and Charlene discussed a few business ideas before concluding their phone conversation. Charlene was anxious to get back to work and Scott had plans to go shopping for a car.
After looking over the inventory at the Mercedes-Benz dealership, Scott narrowed his choice down to a beautiful black S430 sedan. Paying cash for the car, Scott drove it off the lot, cruising up the strip towards home. Beaming as he drove, Scott’s mind drifted to thoughts of hiring a secretary.
“Maybe someone like that leggy receptionist at the dealership.” Scott thought. “She had a friendly personality and seemed quite intelligent. Not to mention being drop-dead gorgeous with legs all the way to heaven.”
Arriving at home, Scott made a call to the dealership. The receptionist answered the phone, her sexy voice most distinguishable.
“This is Scott Timmons.” He spoke. “I was just in an purchased a new Mercedes sedan.”
“Yes, Mr. Timmons.” The receptionist said. “I remember you. You’re not having car trouble, are you?”
“No, no! Nothing like that!” Scott responded. “I was just wondering if you’d be interested in a secretarial position I have available?”
Silence between the two lasted for several moments before the receptionist replied to Scott’s inquiry.
“Are you serious or just putting me on?” She inquired.
“Believe me, I’m serious. Very serious.” Scott answered.
“Well, I’m happy with my job here and I make good money.” She replied. “It would hard for me to just up and quit.”
