Undercover Obsession (6 page)

Having never patronized a casino before, she
was star struck by its sheer magnitude and opulence. She had spent
the first two hours simply walking around, hoping to catch sight of
Charles as she took in all the activities going on at once. Several
times she stopped to watch the play at a table or slot while trying
not to gasp at the amount of money people were willing to wager and
lose. Hunger and nerves had finally driven her into one of the five
restaurants listed in the directory, but she had been so
overwhelmed by her surroundings and her increasing disappointment
in not locating Charles, she had trouble swallowing despite her
hunger.

Finally she had to admit searching for one
man in this place was as futile as finding a needle in a haystack
and she decided to bite the bullet and simply ask for him. She
started out by asking to speak with the owner, but wasn’t surprised
when that request was answered by the woman at the information desk
simply handing her a comment card. Unable to avoid it any longer,
she had told the woman to tell Mr. Sandoval her name, emphasizing
that he would want to see her. When that didn’t work, she threw out
the ‘daughter’ word which got her an introduction to security.

Piper cringed when she recalled the derisive
looks on both men’s faces and the way they had looked at her in
disbelief. When she insisted they at least inform Mr. Sandoval that
she was here, they conferred quietly before turning back to her
with shit eating grins on their faces.

“Come on then,” the taller one stated, taking
her elbow, both of them smirking as they led her to a service
elevator that was reserved for employees. It was obvious they
didn’t believe she was any relation to their boss, but it wasn’t
until the elevator stopped and let her out directly into this small
sitting area in between two restrooms located in a loft area above
the main room that she saw why they thought bringing someone like
her here was so funny.

Her initial shock at the erotic couplings
taking place below was quickly followed by relief that Charles
wasn’t among the people indulging in displays of kinky acts she had
never imagined taking place, at least not so publicly. Dashing into
the women’s bathroom, she noted the assorted bags and clothing
strewn around while splashing cold water on her heated face and
contemplated what to do. Obviously this was a private party and
those security men thought it would teach her a lesson by escorting
her up here. Well, she thought, straightening her backbone, she may
as well get an education and an eyeful before admitting defeat and
heading back downstairs.

Not wanting to get caught, Piper had taken up
her current position, obscured by the large plant and told herself
she would only stay a few minutes, just long enough to give her
some fantasies to replace the ones Brody had left her with. But
when she spotted Brody among the partiers, a very attractive,
slender blond on his lap, she stayed rooted in place. Her initial
reaction at seeing him again had been pleasure and arousal as
memories of a week ago rushed to the surface. That response was
quickly replaced with irrational jealousy, a reaction that didn’t
do a damn thing to keep her body from reacting to the sight of him
baring that woman’s breasts and taking one berry red nipple into
his mouth.

Lust, body enveloping arousal soon replaced
the envy. Her own nipples responded when he sucked and pinched the
other woman’s nipples, even though she had to use her imagination
at how his lips would feel on her breasts since he hadn’t touched
her there last week. She wondered if the scratchiness from his
goatee would arouse her more, tickle or irritate. From the other
woman’s response, she thought it would be more of an added,
pleasurable benefit than an annoying distraction.

Piper’s breath caught on a quiet gasp when
another man walked up to them. As tall as Brody, he was
devastatingly attractive, his dark, mahogany hair glinting with
auburn highlights, his eyes dark and observant as they conversed.
The activities of the other people ceased to matter as she watched
the woman seated on Brody’s lap reach over and release the other
man’s cock before leaning over and taking him in her mouth,
obviously comfortable performing such an act in public. It was when
Brody slipped his hand under the woman’s skirt, her thighs widening
to give him easier access, that she felt the urge to cup her own
drenched pussy. Her panties had dampened enough to stick to her
folds, her pussy pulsing with arousal, aching to be stimulated. She
hadn’t so much as touched herself this past week, instinctively
knowing she would be disappointed with the results after achieving
the heights Brody had brought her to.

Piper settled for cupping herself over her
jeans as she wished she was the one now straddling Brody’s lap, she
was the one riding his cock, it was her ass receiving those slaps.
It still appalled, amazed and excited her how those slaps had
heightened her pleasure, how the slight pain had increased her
arousal to such an extreme high, how much she wanted to feel them
again.

Several women were coming up the stairs by
the time Brody was lifting the woman off of his lap and she was
planning on heading to the elevator. Staying hidden, she decided to
wait it out until the three of them returned downstairs. It would
simply be too mortifying to get caught, especially if Brody were to
discover her presence.

Charles Sandoval disentangled himself from
the two naked women wrapped around him and slipped out of the bed.
Padding into the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror
wondering when he had gotten so old. He supposed nowadays,
sixty-three wasn’t all that old and he still had good health and a
decent body. At least, he thought wryly, he could still keep two
women satisfied for a number of hours with the help of a little
blue pill. But if his meeting with Pasquino later tonight didn’t go
well, if he hadn’t done a good enough job this past year of slowly
cutting back on his business with the drug lord while keeping his
nose clean with the cops in order to let him know he was and
wouldn’t be a threat to him, then this could very well be his last
hoorah between the sheets.

Twelve years ago, his casino, along with all
the others, had fallen on hard times due to the recession. Faced
with mounting debts, he had foolishly taken the carrot Pasquino had
dangled in front of him, telling himself it would only be for a
year or two until the economy turned around. When the economy
improved, as well as his business, he was enjoying reaping the high
rewards for very little work or risk to give up his little
sideline.

But the look on Piper’s face when he refused
to relocate her stateside after her high school graduation worked
as an eye opener for him. It wasn’t until that moment that he
realized just how much his ward had come to mean to him, how much
she filled the gap in his life left from her mother, Christina’s
passing.

Christina had come to work in the Empire as a
server at the age of twenty, working part-time while attending
college and struggling to raise her infant daughter and Charles had
fallen fast and hard. Used to limiting his liaisons to sex with the
women he employed as escorts, her shy demeanor drew him like a moth
to a flame. By the time he had wooed her into bed, he was stunned
and pleasantly surprised at how much he enjoyed tutoring her in new
ways to please both him and herself. They had been together over a
year when she had announced she wanted to return to her home state
of Missouri and raise her daughter with small town values. By then,
Charles had been irrevocably in love with Christina and had argued
and cajoled for weeks trying to get her to change her mind.

Eventually he caved. Christina had never
asked him for anything. She kept her own apartment, ignoring the
money he deposited regularly into her account to pay for it. She
never mentioned marriage, never asked for more of his time, never
even asked for fidelity, which he gave her anyway. As much as she
loved him despite their twenty year age difference, as hard as he
tried to show and tell her he felt the same, he knew she thought
theirs was a temporary relationship. So when she asked him for help
in relocating to Missouri, he, of course, gave her what she asked
for and had never regretted it.

It was harder to maintain a long distance
relationship, but they did it for six years until her untimely
death in a car accident. Suddenly faced with having sole
guardianship of a parentless eight year old while neck deep running
a business enterprise that was neither a conducive nor safe
environment to raise a child, he did what he thought best and
settled Piper in Switzerland. He had never intended to practically
force her to remain overseas after she graduated from high school,
but by then he realized his biggest mistake in working for Pasquino
was not only the threat of the drug dealer learning of her
existence, something he had taken great pains to prevent, but the
need for her continued exile. That devastating, hurt, betrayed look
in her eyes, eyes she inherited from her mother, had brought home
to him just how wrong it was to keep her where she so obviously
didn’t want to be. It also made him admit how much he had grown to
love the girl.

Karl’s untimely murder in a barroom fight
last year had turned out to work for his benefit. Pasquino was the
one who had insisted he hire Karl when they had started doing
business together. At the time, Charles had been glad for the
protection as he was smart enough to realize he was getting into
bed with a man who had enemies and was very protective of his
illegal activities. Karl was also the only person besides Pasquino
that knew of their association. When he hired Brody Pearce to take
his place, he started cutting back on how much and how many times
he ran Pasquino’s money through his casino, giving him different
excuses each time. The dealings he had this past year had been
conducted without his body guard’s knowledge or presence, making it
necessary for him to come up with even more excuses for Brody’s
absence.

Three months ago he had put Pasquino off
again and that was when Brody noticed periodic tails when they were
away from the casino and when he knew he wasn’t going to sever his
ties with the man quite yet. But after missing Piper’s college
graduation, after hearing the hurt, anger and disillusionment in
her voice, he realized there was nothing that could stop her from
doing as she pleased now. He had spent the past fourteen years
mourning Christine and doing his best by Piper and because her
mother’s memory still meant so much to him, as did she, he would
continue to do what was best for her. Tonight, he intended to break
off with Pasquino, had asked both Brody and Ian to accompany him
armed, telling them only that he had a meeting that could get ugly.
His only hope, and it was a slim one, is that he convinces Pasquino
he is ready to retire, showing him the false medical report Doc,
his closest friend for over fifty years, had written for him
showing he was in the early stages of cancer that was curable with
treatment, long term treatments that would require a slower, less
stressful lifestyle.

Charles returned to the bedroom and smiled
when he saw the women spooned in a sixty-nine position, their
mouths working each other’s pussies. Walking over, he slapped the
redhead with her ass turned towards him, saying, “Break it up. I
need to get out there and end this party.” He had always enjoyed
hosting these parties for his patrons, the ones who liked to drop a
butt load of cash in his casino, but he kept his sexual
involvements private. Despite his proclivities, he had never been
comfortable with fucking in front of others. Leaving the bedroom a
few minutes later, a girl on each arm, he walked down the hall, the
quieter sounds indicating the gathering was winding down on its
own.

Piper waited a few minutes after two of the
women had returned downstairs to see if the third would be doing
the same. Anxious now to get out of here before she was discovered,
especially since the party was winding down rapidly and there were
only about half the people left as when she first arrived, she
decided to chance slipping into the elevator without waiting for
the third woman to leave the restroom and return downstairs. As
luck would have it, she exited the bathroom just as Piper rose from
her crouched position, dressed now in jeans, tee shirt and running
shoes instead of the see through camisole and thong she had come
upstairs in. Holding her breath, praying she didn’t look her way,
Piper waited for her to move to the stairs. Much to her chagrin,
the woman took a position in the corner of the rail, standing there
looking down as if she was seeking out someone.

Cursing, Piper was about to crouch down again
when she saw Charles enter the room with two women as scantily
dressed as the rest of the women in the room. Surprise, shock,
despair and anger warred together as the implications of seeing him
here, flanked by such young, barely clad women as he greeted the
other guests as their host, became crystal clear. She had spent the
past week trying not to take it so personally that he had been
unable to attend her graduation, telling herself he wouldn’t have
missed it if at all possible. Betrayal sliced through her like a
knife, the pain cutting deep as she realized he’d rather be
partying at his casino with women less than half his age than be
with her on her important day, wondered if this party was the type
of business that had kept him from visiting her the past three
months. Even though there was no blood relation between them, he
knew, had to know, she not only thought of him as her father but
that he was the only connection to her mother, the only real family
she had ever had.

Tears blinding her, she turned to escape into
the elevator but stopped abruptly when she spotted the woman
standing at the rail aiming a gun at someone below. Her startled,
abrupt shout of No! when she saw the gun was pointing toward
Charles was followed swiftly by a soft pop from the silencer, an
ensuing blossoming red stain on Charles’s chest and utter chaos.
Women screamed as Charles fell, and faster than Piper could blink,
both Brody and Ian pulled guns and fired at the woman before she
had a chance to turn let alone flee. Piper felt hysteria bubble up
as the woman toppled silently over the rail to land in a sprawl on
the floor below, blood covering her torso. Concern for Charles had
her swallowing her resentment, fear and hysteria as she headed to
the stairs to go to him.