Chapter 9 - Love Times Two
We're in the restaurant by eight forty-five ordering breakfast. After eating Jen says, "We're going down the street to a shoe store, be a dear and reserve the three of us a room for next Saturday. Something nice with a decent view, if you could."
"Sure." I really hope there would be a new desk clerk, but no such luck.
He obviously had not missed Josie coming down with us. The fact they came down holding hands and cuddling might have something to do with it, and that's how they left the hotel. Still, I have no idea how he recognizes her. "Sir, your room was double occupancy only, last night."
"Oh sorry, put it on next week's charge. I want to reserve another room, butβ"
"Not the honeymoon suite?"
"No, not the honeymoon suite, but something on that order. King-size bed, spa, for threeβ"
"We like our guests registered, and that doesn't mean by the vice squad," he replies snottily, putting away the reservation book.
"Not a problem. It'll be for Paul Reed, Jennifer Reed and Josephina Marlowe." I tap my credit card on the desk. "For the record, none of us have ever even seen a vice squad officer, much less registered with one. She just happens to be an old girlfriend, of my wife's, who came in to town. If this is still going to be a problem, I could easily go elsewhere."
"No sir, Mister Reed. We sometimes have problems with ladies hanging outside waiting for our guests. Can give you the corner room on the seventh floor, remarkable view, for three hundred dollars a night. We can also overlook the paperwork on last night."
"Perfect Charles, and thank you," I reply, handing him my credit card. "Ah, can you arrange for two vases with a dozen long stemmed red roses in each, and a chilled bottle of champagne to be in the room?"
"Certainly, Mister Reed. Check in is at eleven, they will be there then. Ah, did you want anything on the cards?"
"Yes, just a simple, 'guess who,' on both of them."
"Taken care of, Mister Reed. It was a pleasure to have you here last night, and we're looking forward to your future stays."
I left thinking, the pleasure was definitely all mine. Josie had said something about her mother liking chocolate covered cherries from the store next door, every Christmas, so I buy a big box. Right next door to that is a toy store, where I pick up a junior big block set, hoping this might help Josie out. Stop by an ATM as well, and withdraw four hundred in cash, in case this shoe store does not take plastic. Was no problem there, and good thing, seeing as I spent too much time getting to the store. They had gone in shopping mode with Jen finding shoes to her liking and Josie needing a matching purse to go with her new outfit. Still, Jen has no trouble relieving me of the cash.
As we walk back to the car Jen offers, "Josie, I don't want you taking this the wrong way, but we have a little something to help you out."
She holds out the cash, and Josie shakes her head. "There's a name those type of women are called, and it's just as hurtful as the ones my boyfriend used."
"Now see, that's the wrong way to take it," Jen insists, giving her a hug. "Sweetie, this is to help make up for the work you missed, and tips you paid just to seat us. I can't bear the thought of my woman coming up short because of me. I want to take care of you, I need to, and want you to take this, please."
"I can't Babyβ"
"It's what we would've gladly spent on you for dinner, a show, a dinner show, or whatever." Jen kisses Josie passionately. "Sweetie, we'd never think that way about you, it's from friends to a friend, to help make your life easier. No, not a friend, you are my woman, our lover." Jen snorts and spit, well tries to spit, an art she has never mastered. Giggling Jen wipes off her chin. "As for your boyfriend, he obviously had a brain the size of his dick."
Laughing Josie confesses, "No, his dick was a lot bigger than his brain. It was nearly the size of Paul's, dick, not brain." Her lovely smile fades, and she shakes her head. "Course, he used it like a club, and thought his tongue was for showing off to girls walking down the street. Wouldn't use it on me much, said I was rank."
"He was obviously lacking in most of the other senses, as well as common sense and just plain decency," I give her my opinion. "In my recent experience I've found you have a wonderful vagina, that anyone would be happy to eat. I most certainly am."
"Well, you certainly got a good look at it," Josie quips. "Wide open as it was, bet you probably saw the back side of it."
"Everything was absolutely divine, but if I could do it over, I would've left that part out, and that part only," I admit. "I'm sorry I did it, and never will again."
"Told you I'm not, and meant it." She gives me a kiss, then Jen a bit longer than mine. "Will I do it again, under the right circumstances probably. But, will I give up a day or two of sex with you two to do it? No way! I won't abuse myself and miss out on that much action." She shakes her head. "But I can't take your money."
Jen gives her a kiss. "Sweetie, you aren't the only one who felt the connection between us. I felt it when I touched your hand, saw it when I looked in your eyes. Before we left the restaurant it was there between you and me, you and Paulie." Jen kisses both her eyes. "One night, and it's like I've known you forever. One night, and I want you to spend forever with us. One night, and I'm yours, always and forever." She hands her the cash. "I'm serious, this is to help make your life easier, because we care and love you, it isn't for services rendered."
Josie looks at me and I nod.
"Please." With both hands Jen cradles Josie's head, and kisses her deeply. "You said you were my woman. I want to take care of my woman. I want her to be happy, I don't want her worrying over a couple dollars, when she doesn't have to." Jen gently takes Josie's chin, raising it up so they're looking each in the eyes. "I don't want you to be my woman just in bed, let me take care of you. I love you Sweetie, and want the best for you."
She takes the money, then sobbing gives Jen a long kiss and hug. She does the same to me, then pulls Jen in with us. We're making quite a spectacle on the downtown sidewalk til I can herd them towards the car. They're like a pair of schoolgirls getting out for summer vacation.