Monday: A New Week, A New Client

After such an eventful weekend, it would have been nice to sleep in Monday. But I had to get up early to get some trading done before my 11 a.m. class. The research I'd done yesterday seemed to be paying off- my positions were in the black as I left for class.

My only Monday class went by uneventfully, and we were done by 1 p.m. I was checking the stock market on my phone as I walked out of the lecture hall, when I felt a delicate hand grab my arm. I turned around quickly, ready to tell off whoever grabbed me.

"John?" She asked before I could say a word.

"Yeah. What?" I was annoyed, but the nervous look on the girl's face told me I should hear her out.

She looked around, like she didn't want to be overheard. She moved in closer, and spoke quietly, "You... help couples, right?"

"Who told you that?" I spoke in a normal voice, not worried about eavesdroppers like she was.

"My big, she said you helped her and her boyfriend last year."

"Oh okay. I'm headed to the Union for lunch. Come with me?" I pointed out the lecture hall, to indicate we should start walking.

"Sure," she followed along, "I'm Grace by the way."

I took one last look at a few stocks before putting my phone in my pocket, and responding back. "Nice to meet you Grace. So, what sorority are you a part of?"

"Chi Omega," she beamed. We headed down the sidewalk, both pulling our jackets tight around us. It was a windy fall day.

"Makes sense, they have the most beautiful girls." I chuckled. She really was a beauty. Strawberry blonde hair, freckles, and piercing green eyes. She was thin, but still had some tight curves to her. I'd assume she was a model if she was a few inches taller.

"Excuse me?" She chuckled back, embarrassed by my comment. I ignored it.

"So you're a freshman, you're in Chi Omega..." I thought for a moment, "Your 'big sister' must be Ava?" Ava was the only client from Chi Omega I'd helped out with a cheating boyfriend.

"Nope. Guess again!" She teased, poking my arm. I stopped in my tracks just before reaching the Union. I was confused, the answer had to be Ava.

"I don't have another guess. Seems I'm forgetting someone." I wiped the confused look from my face. I didn't want Grace to realize her big had lied, and not tell me who it was.

"It's Kathy! You don't remember her? That's embarrassing for her." We started walking again. I held open the door to the Union for Grace, and followed her in. When we were standing in line for food I started talking again.

"No, I remember her now. She's actually a friend of a friend. I actually remember hooking up too. I just forgot she was a client." I did know Kathy, but I hadn't slept with her. I didn't want Grace to get suspicious however.

"So it's just a one time thing?" She asked.

"What? My services?" I played it cool with other people standing so close in line. "It can be. It is sometimes. But usually it's a handful of sessions, sometimes even longer." We moved through the line, got our food, and found a table at the edge of the cafeteria, next the the windows.

"So, will you help me since you know my big?" Grace asked as she sat down.

"Slow down," I smiled at her eagerness. "We gotta figure out if everything matches up first. How much do you know about what I do?"

"Everything I think. You sleep with girls whose boyfriends have cheated on them to help them get back at them."

"Kinda. So, your boyfriend cheated on you?"

"Yeah." Her face dropped, she looked down to the floor. I realized our chatter had taken her mind off it a bit, and I felt bad for bringing it up.

"Don't worry," I reached out and took her hand in mine, "my method works. We'll make everything right."

"Your method?" She looked back at me, curious. "Isn't it just **** sex?"

Figures that Kathy would explain it wrong, when she hadn't even slept with me. "It's not just **** sex. Your boyfriend... what's his name?"

"Kyle"

"Kyle. Kyle is lucky to be with you. And this will remind him of that. He wants to sleep around? This shows him how much better an open relationship would be for you than it would be for him. This shows him what it looks like when you take charge, and there's consequences to his actions. It makes him feel what you feel now." I squeezed her hand to reassure her. "And it helps you feel confident again." I looked into her eyes. _And I get your **** sex. Mind bending **** sex. _I thought to myself. But the girls didn't need to know that.

Grace looked like she liked my explanation. She was relieved enough to start eating her food. Like she trusted that everything would be okay. "That all sounds really nice. But what's in it for you?" It was like she read my mind.

"Well, it started out just being something I did to help a couple I'm friends with. But I'm basically a bull, and it turned out that I'm really into that."

"I respect that. Cool you know your kinks." We both laughed, she said it sort of awkwardly.

"It's true. Helping them out is also how I found out I'm a little bi too. I like guys sucking my dick."

Grace went wide-eyed. "So you're going to make Kyle suck your dick? I don't know about that."

"Remember. This is about putting the power in your hands. Kyle doesn't have to be there if you don't want him there. And he doesn't have to be involved even if he's in the room."

"Interesting. So, you'll take us on?"

"I'll take you on."

"How do we tell Kyle?"

"You tell me, Grace."

"Right." She smiled, and sat up, feeling confident. "I'll tell him today. And if he doesn't like it, we're done."

"Good. Let me know how that goes. I can be there if you want. And if you want us all to meet another time before we start, or anything else, just let me know." I handed Grace my phone so she could put her number in. I sent her a text, and we finished our meal while making conversation; now that business was done.