Being the Night Shift Guy. Chapter 7 by Nocturnal Scribe

Chapter Seven: The Heiress and the Courtesan”You look nice” one of my house mates said from behind me.

“Thanks” I replied, looking at myself in the mirror.

My hair was neatly combed and I wore my only suit, a simple black one that I had bought on sale for a wedding several years earlier. I stood there for a few minutes, looking at my reflection, until a noise on my phone caused me to look down.

I’m outside now.

I did a quick check of my pockets; wallet, phone and keys were all there.

“Will you be back later?” one of my house mates asked.

“Not sure” I replied “this is my first high society event, and I’m honestly not sure what to expect.”

“If you meet any desperate rich girls, bring one back for me.”

“I’ll make sure to tell them about your Star Trek Lego collection” I teased.

“It’s not Star Trek, it’s Doctor Who, you uncultured nerd” he teased back.

“I’ll try to remember” I replied as I closed the door behind me.

It wasn’t hard to figure out which vehicle was waiting for me. A very clean black limousine was parked in front of the small flat that I shared with two other guys. The windows were darkly tinted and the rims were jade green in colour. One of the windows rolled down, revealing Mariam’s beaming face. The parts that were not hidden beneath her hijab were covered in a thick foundation that matched her brown skin. Her lips were painted ruby red and her eyeliner finished in delicate points on each side.

“You clean up nice” she opened the door as she spoke. (Coming from Mariam, that was quite a compliment.)

“Thank you” I replied, climbing inside.

Within was lit up and featured what appeared to be a small cocktail bar along the road side of the vehicle. Mariam was wearing a tight, dark green dress, revealing all of her curves. Her arms were bare and her legs were barely covered by white stockings that matched her hijab (the only part of her outfit that could be described as modest).

“You look beautiful” I slid my arm around her shoulder and waited as she leaned into my arms.

“Thanks babe” she replied as we slowly moved away from the curb.

It wasn’t long before we arrived outside the hotel. A deep crimson carpet had been laid out for guests, an unusual site in my city. There were even a few reporters and local influencers hoping to get a photo of the various socialites who were attending the event. A large sign outside the glass doors read:

The Tipton family welcome you to our newest location here in Adelaide, Australia.

“Is that the same Tipton family from America?” I asked.

“Yes” Mariam didn’t sound impressed “they started with one hotel in Boston, now they have them in about five countries.”

“That’s pretty cool.”

“Don’t get too star struck” she replied coldly “our two families have something of a rivalry.”

“Now now” a charming voice cut through the chatter of people watching us walk “whatever happened between our grandparents shouldn’t mean that we have to hate each other.”

I looked over at the new voice, and saw a handsome Asian man wearing a white suit over a peach coloured shirt that looked more expensive than my whole outfit.

“Good evening, Leopold” Mariam greeted.

“Good evening Mariam” he replied “and you know you can call me Lee. Who’s your friend?”

Mariam introduced me before asking Lee if he had found anyone for tonight.

“Oh dear, where are my manners?” Lee stepped aside, revealing a beautiful woman in a matching peach dress, with more than a handful of cleavage trying to escape. “This is…”

“…Jessica” I finished for him. Mariam looked suspiciously between Jessica and myself.

“Yes” Lee seemed confused “I’m curious how you might know each other. I’m guessing from that suit that you couldn’t afford her company.”

Jessica squeezed one of his biceps before speaking “careful Lee, it’s not too late for me to find someone else for tonight.”

Lee thought about this for a second “sorry mate, you just don’t look like the usual trust fund eff boys that Mariam drags to these events.”

“All good” I replied, taking Mariam by the waist and pulling her closer to me “perhaps you can show us to our table?”

“Follow me” he instructed, holding Jessica close and walking into the hotel.

Once inside we are taken into the grand dining room and seated at a table for six. Lee took a seat at one end of the large, dark oak table. Jessica was seated at the opposite end, leaving Mariam and I on the same side. Opposite us were an older couple who looked to be in their fifties. They each had olive skin and touches of grey in their dark hair.

Lee went around the table introducing everyone. “And these are the Esposito’s, Luigi and Helena.”

“It’s nice to meet you” Helena turned towards Jessica “Lee didn’t mention what line of work you were in?”

“Content creation” Jessica responded calmly.

“Do you mean like the YouTube or tic-tac?”

“Something like that” Jessica took a sip of her drink, a strategy to avoid more questions.

“And you?” her husband asked me.

“Retail” I replied, not sure if I should say more.

“He’s not one of your employees is he Mariam?”

“Oh, much more than that” she announced proudly “our company will greatly miss him when he graduates.”

“And what are you studying dear?” Helena inquired.

“History.”

“Not much work in that industry, I hope you don’t expect Mariam to support you.”

I looked over and saw that Lee was enjoying this exchange. I suddenly wondered how much he was paying Jessica to be here, and if choosing her as his escort was just a coincidence. Thankfully we were saved at that moment by the arrival of our first course. A small plate of arancini were placed in front of everyone.

“How lovely” Helena exclaimed “I haven’t had these in years. Lee, it’s so nice of you to remember.”

“Of course” Lee smiled towards Mariam, making sure she noticed the exchange. The Esposito family own a lot of real estate across the city. They could easily make it difficult for the Hadid family to expand their business.

“Your invitation offered a private tour” Mariam stated, not even bothering to try the food placed in front of her.

“Not without me” Helena interjected, her mouth full of rice and cheese.

Lee stood up gracefully, opening his arms out to the table. “How could I disappoint such beautiful ladies? Would the gentlemen like to join me also?”

“Sounds good” Luigi dropped the last arancini into his mouth as he spoke.

“I think I’d like to find a bathroom” I was starting to feel overwhelmed and wanted to splash some water on my face.

“I can show him the way” Jessica offered.

“Thank you my dear” Lee responded before leading his group towards the lobby.

Jessica lead me through a long corridor to an immaculate elevator. She then pushed the button for up.

“Is the bathroom on another floor?” I asked, feeling confused.

“It’s a special bathroom” she replied “they’ll be on that tour for a while and you deserve something nice after all their backhanded comments.”

A few minutes later we arrived in front of a red door, located somewhere on the seventh floor. It felt weird to imagine myself that far above street level. Two Adam and Eve looking figures lay comfortably beneath a sign that said UNISEX.

Decadent. That’s the only word that cames to mind as I looked around the ornate bathroom. The doors were made of dark oak, elegantly trimmed with gold. A row of marble sinks stood solidly beneath a long mirror.

“I just wanted to splash my face with some water” I said aloud, too stunned to think of something clever.

“After you do that walk to the end of the stalls and check out the show” Jessica placed a comforting hand on my shoulder “I need to use one of the loos and this dress is not the easiest to get in and out of.”

I looked at her voluptuous form squeezed into that tight dress and a thought occurred to me. “You’ll be spending the night with him?”

“Yes, he had paid me for the whole night. He paid a lot of money and outbid the others.”

“Others?”

“Remember the first night we met, remember when I mentioned a part of me that was ‘untouched'” she looked straight into my eyes.

It took a moment for me to recall. Her bum, she had never done anal before. Some men would pay a lot of money to be the first cock in a new place.

“We both get to be jealous tonight” she held me close to her “Mariam is beautiful and I can tell that she likes you. I was going to wait a bit to ask but, would you consider moving into my apartment? I have a spare room and I don’t mind if you’re still sleeping with her or anybody else. Lord knows I’m in no position to judge.”

I thought about this for a minute, it would mean more time for us together. I gave a slight nod “yes, that sounds good, I’m sure my house mates can find another geeky uni student to make up the rent.”

“Thanks babe” she pushed away from me “seriously though, I really do need a piss.”

“Wow” I laughed “sometimes you’re just so… Bri’ish.”

“Too right you colonial guvna” she said, exaggerating her accent even further.

I turned around and made my way over to the sink. Turning on the tap I began to splash water in my face, already feeling a little better. After drying my face I remembered what Jessica said and started walking slowly toward the end of the stalls. As I turned the corner I was greeted by an unusual site.

In front of me was a large, L-shaped couch. On one side, two young women. The first had twin braids of red hair and appeared to be wearing a dirndl, designed to maximise her small breasts. The second woman was also petite, with short dark hair and dressed as a French maid. Sitting across from them was a man I would describe as a Dorian Grey type, wearing a pin stripe suit with luscious hair that stopped just above his shoulders.

“We’ve been so terribly bored” he drawled in his upper class voice “finally someone has come to play with us.”