The penthouse

JAMESON POV:

I closed the door behind me, leaving her to relax as she pleases. Turning my attention to getting us some scotch. The women knows a good proper drink! I laughed to myself.

Walking down the hall to the bar I heard the shower turn on. My heart skipped a beat, as my mind wondered to her naked body down the hall.

Fucking shit. I cursed out. Get your head out of the gutter Jameson.

I poured the 2 drinks and sat at the bar waiting patiently. I heard the shower water stop and decided to let her know the drinks were ready.

Making my way to the bathroom door I stood and listened silently not wanting to disturb her. When all of a sudden the door opened and I was staring at her wrapped in a tiny towel.

“Oh my god” she yelped! Trying to cover herself but accidentally dropping her towel in the process.

I force myself to cover my eyes, but couldn’t help and peak through my fingers. Catching a glimpse of the beautiful large perky breasts, before she slammed the door in my face. I couldn’t help the devilish smile that slid onto my face.

“Um, you wouldn’t happen to have any clothes I could borrow…” came a holler from the other side of the door.

“I’ll have something brought up!” I called to her. So we were just gunna pretend that didn’t happen. Got it. I chuckled and made a phone call.

“Hey Liv, could I bother you to borrow an outfit for a women in need?” I asked Liv, one of the room maids at the hotel, and a dear friend of mine. She knew our Cartel dealings, and she was totally okay with it.

“Sure Jameson, I’ll be up in a minute!” She happily agrees.

JANICE POV:

I slammed the door shut, so embarrassed, praying to god he didn’t see me nude. He totally did, I thought to myself as I slapped myself on the forehead. I called out to him wondering if there was some clothes for me to borrow.

A few minutes went by and I was drying my hair off when I heard a knock on the door, I sighed, hopeful that wouldn’t make this awkward.

But to my surprise there was a woman standing on the other side of the door.

“Hey love, heard you needed some clothes?” Said Liv, a pretty looking woman, with short red hair, freckles on her face and a slim build. “I’m Liv by the way, one of the maids here! I also happen to be close with Jameson. Hence the clothes being borrowed.” She let out a laugh and smiled at me.

“Oh! Thank you, Liv. I’m Janice.” I smiled, taking the dress out of her hands.

“Let me know if you need anything else!” Liv said and closed the door behind her as she left.

I couldn’t help but a feel a tinge of jealousy wash over me, wondering how close they really were.

I got dressed, threw my hair in a messy bun and starred at myself in the mirror. No makeup in this bathroom, great I thought to myself. At least my body looks somewhat decent in this dress, I thought to myself and shrugged. Opening the bathroom door I peaked out, expecting to find someone waiting for me. But to my surprise it was quite in the penthouse. Until I heard chatting coming from down the hall. Walking down the hall I was greeted by a few unfamiliar faces.

“And who do we have here, boss?” Said a tall, beefy looking man who was just as handsome as Jameson. He smirked and I felt his eyes gaze over me. I looked to Jameson only to find him starring at me with wide eyes and his mouth open. He noticed my gaze and quickly closed his mouth, shaking his head, he smiled.

“This is Janice, Ricky and I expect her to be treated as a very welcomed guest to the penthouse.” He winked at me.

My cheeks burned at his dreamy eyes. He patted the bar stool next to him and I proceeded to sit down.

“Of course boss, so Janice tell us, what brings you to the penthouse?” Ricky grins.

I felt Jameson reach his arm onto my chair and butterflies leaked into my stomach. I tried to hide the smile on my lips.

“Jameson offered to help clean up an injury I had, and I appreciate the hospitality, but I really should be heading home.”

“Nonsense! Stay and have a few drinks with us! We don’t bite.” Said another man, a little shorter than the rest but again very charming to look at. “I’m Jason, bosses right hand man.” He said grinning sillily at his boss.

Jameson slid a glass to me that was full of scotch. I took it and chugged it back. What the heck I thought!

“They’re on the house” came another voice from behind the bar counter. He looked older than the other men, his hair had silver streaks showing. But I couldn’t help but stare at him when he went to pour a drink for me. “My lady, I’m Ken.” He said sliding the glass full of scotch to me.

“And you’ve already met Liv.” Jameson added, nodding his head towards her.

“Ah yes, thanks again Liv.” I smiled, “and it’s great to meet you all!”

I chugged back another drink.

“Woah she can handle her liquor, eh boss?” Jason chimed in.

I sighed and told them it is fantastic scotch.

“No doubt, it’s Jameson’s brand” Ricky explained. “Simply the best out there.”

“No need for flattery boys.” Jameson laughs.

Liv moved to the bar stool on my right and we started chatting.

“You need to try these rocket shots that Ken makes!” Liv said joyfully.

“2 rocket shots coming up!” Ken cheered.

“Common guys let’s go play some pool.” Jason said “We have some business matters to discuss.”

“You’re okay here?” Jameson asked me, and I smiled.

“Of course, Liv will no doubt keep my occupied.” I giggled. He touched my back as he got up and I felt an electric bolt between my legs.

The 3 men got up to leave and after making our shots Ken followed them. “Bar is all yours my ladies.” Ken called to us while walking away.

We started slamming back shots, laughing and chatting.

“I’m so glad I got to meet you, I needed a new girlfriend!” Liv expresses, with a giddy smile.

“Me too, oh and don’t worry I’ll have your dress cleaned and brought returned in no time!” I smiled.

“No you keep it, looks way better on you anyways.”

“Thanks so much!” I smiled.

“So Jameson mentioned your staying at the hotel?” Liv asked me questionably.

“Oh yeah, it’s not for good, I just needed somewhere to get my roots in before I find a house.” I explain to Liv.

“I live here too!” Liv said excitedly. “And honestly I have a shift tomorrow so I should really be heading out for the night. We should do this again sometime, could I get your number?” Liv asks.

I give her my number and wave goodbye and she heads to the elevator. Not wanting to leave without talking to Jameson first I let her know I’d stay a little longer. I hear it ding, and I rest back into my bar stool and swing another shot back. My eyes starring at the 14 foot high ceilings, mesmerized. I feel a sudden dizzy and sleepy sensation wash over me and I know it’s way past my bedtime. I look around spotting a couch in the living area. I climb off my stool and fall onto the couch. My body going limp, I relax and instantly fall asleep.

JAMESON POV:

Jason, Ricky, Ken and myself all gather round the pool table.

“I got word that the crew escaped with no arrests or casualties on either end.” Jason speaks first.

“That was a close call.” I sigh

“How did the cia get word of that?!” Ricky asks worriedly.

“Our spy on the inside got canned a few weeks ago, I’m guessing he was pretty pissed and hence he ended up sharing a little to much information with them.” I stated.

“Why would he give us up like that? It makes no sense.” Ken shrugged.

“I’m guessing he got to close with the cia, maybe his loyalties changed being there for so long.” I explained. “When they caught him, he must’ve felt guilty and in turn gave us up.” I took a swig of my scotch bottle.

“What do we do from here boss?” Jason asks.

“We’ll need to be careful, until we can get another man on the inside we need to lay low. Keep our businesses and transactions cold for a bit.” I sigh. “Our none illegal businesses can keep us afloat on their own. We’ll be fine, but our dealers and customers won’t be impressed.”

“We’ll figure it out Jameson.” Ricky adds.

“Let’s just take the night off and figure it out in the morning.” Ken suggests.

We start playing a game of pool and continue drinking. My head starts to fog and I can tell I’ve drank enough, and I feel my thoughts go to the girls at the bar.

“I think that’s a wrap for me boys.” I say, grabbing my scotch bottle. “Night!” I slug down the hallway back to the bar.

“Night boss!” I hear them all yell after me and hear their foot steps retreat to there rooms on the other side of the pool area.

When I reached the bar the girls were gone. But a scent caught my attention and I turned towards the living room. Spotting a passed out Janice on the couch, I chuckled. She smelled of autumn spices and I went over to get a better look. She looked cold as her body shivered uncomfortably in her sleep.

“Ah fuck.” I muttered to myself as I felt the desire to sleep with her. Her ass was pointed towards me and I couldn’t help myself, walking over I gently grabbed it. Stop I scolded myself, and then she mumbled in her sleep. I took a step back and waited for her to yell at me. But she kept sleeping. I grabbed a blanket that was nearby and threw it over her, shielding her sexy body from my eyes.

I strolled to my room and didn’t look back, scared of what I would do to her if I did. Wondering how any man had the will to resist the temptation when it was right in front of them.

I underdress myself till I’m naked and climb into my bed, leaving the bedroom door open accidentally due to my drunken state. I drift off fast, trying to keep Janice out of my mind. I would dream of her that night, dream of fucking the living shit out of her.