Sugah & Spice (6 page)

“Excuse me Miss, my client asked your name back there and you never told us. I find it very impolite that you didn’t share that bit of information w
ith
someone who is here to potentially do business with you,” Coffee said.

“Oh, that’s perfectly fine, Coffee. She will tell us her name when the time comes,” Mr. Blakemore said, like a lost puppy. Coffee ignored the man.
He then extended his hand to her. “My name is Coffee. You already know my client, Mr. Blakemore, so let’s just start from here.” Spice eyed him suspiciously, but softened her hardened face. She knew that he was only playing a role, so she had to lighten up, otherwise the old man would run for the hills. Spice extended her hand to Coffee’s
,
shaking it firmly so that Mr. Blakemore saw that she was not a pushover. “So sorry about that Coffee, Mr. Blakemore,” she said looking from one
man
to the other. “I had a client cancel at the last minute and I apologize for taking that out of you. Please, I offer my secure apologies. My name is Spice and yes, it is my birth name. I was born in Jamaica and everyone there loves spicy food
,
so my parents just named me that.”
She even added a light accent to seal her false identity better.

             
“I like it. It definitely fits too,” Mr. Blakemore said. He took her hand
s
in his own and kissed them each. Spice wanted to say something to him, but decided against it. She stepped down onto the pier to get access to the “Secret Passage”. The guys followed her. When she got ready to get onto the yacht, both Coffee and Mr. Blakemore offered her their assistance. Spice chose her new client over her new boss. It was only fitting for the occasion
,
she told herself. She waited until all of them were on the boat and began her grand tour.

             
The boat was a beauty, with so many grand amenities
.
Sugah
had to stop herself from keeping her mouth hanging wide open. She didn’t even know boats had bedrooms. And that particular one had four, with five bathrooms, a full kitchen, dining area and two living spaces. There was a pool and Jacuzzi, a hammock in the front of the boat for sunbathing. The master suite was amazing. Even Mr. Blakemore seemed impressed by all the boat had to offer. “How much if I wanted to own this one,” he asked catching both Coffee and Spice off guard.

             
“Well this yacht is priced at 5.5 million. It comes with a spot at the Marina and upkeep when you are docked here. That price also includes any maintenance, repair, and any other
service
that may come
up. Is that something you are thinking about doing Mr. Blakemore,” Spice asked.
“We haven’t even seen it in its entirety.”

             
“I own two smaller yachts Spice but this boat is impressive. I could just set sail and travel around the world in her. She is a beauty. Is getting the boat customized included in the price or would I have to do that myself,” he asked.

“No, you get to pick and choose any and everything you want in the one you purchase. Most of my clients love that part of purchasing. The wives get to feel like they are decorating a new home
,
while the husbands get a big new fancy toy.” Mr. Blakemore laughed. “Well, my wife passed on a few years back
from breast cancer
, so I will be hand picking everything for myself.”

“A
w
, I am so sorry to hear that
,
Sir.
” Sugah was saddened by that thought, thinking of her mother. If anything happened to her, she would be lost. Mr. Blakemore didn’t seem fazed but maybe it was just her, Sugah thought.
Coffee also offered his sincere condolences. After a few moments of awkward silence, Sugah spoke firmly. “
Shall we continue with the tour? I think I have something down below that you are going to love,” Spice said
,
leaving
room
for assumption as to what her statement meant. It ha
d
clear
ly
piqued
both
men’
s interest.

“Well, in that case, please lead the way,”
Mr. Blakemore
responded.
He was admiring Spice more and more by the second. He wondered
just how old she was and
if she liked older men.

             
Coffee couldn’t help but think about her meaning. He wanted to look at her down below. He wanted to
do more than look at it. He
cleared his throat. It was getting a bit overheated on the yacht and he didn’t want Mr. Blakemore to get the wrong impression of Sugah. Before he could say or d
o anything else, she grabbed Mr. Blakemore’s
arm and led him toward the cabin of the boat. The old man was shocked at the young woman’s forwardness, but welcomed the chance to get closer to her. Coffee followed them like a puppy with his tail tucked between his legs. He had to admit that she was doing the damn thing. She was making him believe she really knew what she was doing. If he didn’t know better, he would have been convinced that Sugah really did sell expensive yachts. Damn, she was a natural at this. She was going to bring in a ton of money
to the organization
.
And the fact that she looked a bit older and still young at the same time, made him wonder if she had done this type of thing in the past.

There was a secret stairway that led to a secret room in the bottom of the yacht. Mr. Blakemore was indeed impressed. The room could be used
f
o
r
anything he thought looking around the space. His eyes were then drawn back to the young woman next to him. She was beautiful, sexy and professional, but just how old was she? She looked so young and innocent. Spice saw him from her peripheral vision, and immediately set the record straight. She leaned in closer to him and whispered, “I am old enough.” The old man felt his dick jump, which hadn’t done that since his wife died. Sure he had companions for special events, to travel with him and have dinner with, but never anything sexual. He was still afraid to cross that line with any of them. Maybe Spice was different
but she was too young
.

             
Coffee couldn’t believe his damn eyes. The old man actually had a hard on. He was old enough to be her grandfather and here he was thinking sinful thoughts of her. Sugah was off limits. She was his. But she didn’t seem to mind the old bastard flirting with her. Maybe they didn’t have the connection he thought they did.
Coffee cleared his throat, which got both Sugah and Mr. Blakemore’s attention.
“I need to go make a call. I will meet you guys up top in a few.” He didn’t give them a chance to respond. He
quickly vanished up
stairs.

Spice knew that
Coffee
was pissed at her behavior towards the old man, but she was only doing her job. If she got him to purchase the yacht instead of rent it that would mean more money for the operation and in her pockets. At that rate, she would be able to move into a better place, buy her first car and put some into savings for a rainy day. Her focus was still on and her sights were set on becoming a millionaire before her twenty-first birthday
, and since she was about to turn nineteen, she had better get a move on it
.

             
“So Mr. Blakemore, would you like to take her out on the water to get a feel for how it would be,” Spice asked closing the space in between them. The old man’s dick was about to burst out of his pants. She fought the urge to giggle. “Can we do that? I was told that we could only see the
boat today. That would be great!
”
His smile was priceless.
“Anything you like Sir,” Sugah said letting her eyes linger on his crotch before looking back into his eyes. The old man was slightly embarrassed placing his hands in front of him. What was he thinking? Why wasn’t he able to control himself in front of her?

With a devilish grin,
Spice turned and took out her cell phone. After a few minutes, she turned back to face the old man who had his eyes glued to her ass when she looked at him. He felt embarrassed
again for the umpteenth time today in her presence
. “We are all a go. Did you bring your swimsuit with you or do you need one,” Spice asked.

“No have my trunks on under my pants. After all, we are at the Marina. I never come this close to water without being prepared
,
”
Mr. Blakemore said with a wink.
Spice smiled. The old man had spunk. She liked him. “Okay, I will alert the Captain.”

             
When Spice and the old man emerged from below
,
Coffee was just wrapping up his call. “So, what’s next,” he asked
, trying not to think about what had happened between
them
while he wasn’t around. The smile on the old man’s face told him that something was up, but what?

“We are about to take her out for a s
ail
. Are you joining us,”
Spice
asked him with a smirk on her face. He couldn’t believe it. She had done it. Sugah had gotten the owner of the yacht company to agree to let them take the boat out on the water.
That was a bonus on the i
nformation
he ha
d sent over to her apartment. Coffee
didn’t even think she would read that because none of the others had.
Damn, she had him impressed again. Beautiful women always got their way, but she hadn’t seen the owner, only talked on the call with him. So she had mad skills, he concluded. “Ah, yeah, just let me get my bag from the car. Mr. Blakemore, you
are
cool with this
, right?
We can schedule to come back
another time
if you need to.”

“Oh, no, I’m good. I have trunks over my pants. There should be towels and sunscreen available for us right, Spice?”

             
“Anything you need,” Spice said. “Coffee when you are ready
,
come get me, I
will
be down below
,
in the office completing the necessary paperwork.
Mr. Blakemore, please get
comfortable. There is a fully stocked bar
, with a barkeep to get you anything you need
and the chef should be here momentarily. He will prepare anything you like.  I really need a little privacy to do my job, so I will leave you guys for now.” Before she went downstairs, she turned back around. “Now, don’t run off on me. We can do this another time, no pressure.”

“Never,” Mr. Blakemore said
, while Coffee gave her a wink. She felt elated.
          
             
 

Chapter 5

             
When Coffee got back to the yacht with his bag, he changed into his trunks and joined Mr. Blakemore at the bar. “So, what do you think of our little firecracker,” Mr. Blakemore said with a sly grin on his face, which Coffee felt repulsive. “I wonder if she dates older men and just how well do you know her Coffee,” the old man questioned him.

Coffee
wanted no part in giving any information about Sugah. She was off limits, especially to the old man. “I don’t know her really. We met through a mutual friend
,
who is an investment banker. She gave me her business card at a fundraiser and I thought she was joking, you know with her being so young
and all
. But we have worked together a few times, and she is good at what she does, wouldn’t you agree? She really knows her craft and has a profession
al
attitude at all times. I am glad I didn’t throw her card into the trash as I almost had on more than one occasion. If I had, we wouldn’t be here now would we,” Coffee told the old man.
The old man raised his glass, nodding in agreement. “Yes, that makes two of us, Son. I am so glad you didn’t either.”
Coffee hated to hear the old man refer to him as son when he was trying to get next to a woman young enough to be his daughter.

             
The Captain
w
alked up just as Mr. Blakemore was about to a
sk
ano
the
r
question. “
Excuse me
Gentlemen, I am your Captain this evening. My name is Captain Tate. If you need anything or have any questions, please feel free to come join me anytime. Spice has informed me that we will be circling the harbor, going a few miles off the coast. The trip should allow plenty of time to finalize your decision about purchasing such a beauty as this.” The older gentleman used his hand to refer to the “Secret Passage”. As the three men got better acquainted, Spice finally emerged from down below. All three of them froze in time. She looked sexy, sassy and purely sinful in her red bikini. Her body was toned to perfection. The bikini top accented her soft supple full breasts
,
making them look like two mangoes, while the roundness of her ass peeked out at them from her bikini bottom. The 4 inch platform sandals accessorized her legs, giving them great definition. Sugah could have easily been on the front cover of sports illustrated
magazine,
swimsuit
edition
. Coffee didn’t know she was so tall and her abs would have made Chili from TLC jealous. Sugah smiled
,
knowing that her plan was working better than she imagined. Men are so predictable, she said to herself
strutt
ing
towards them.