Читать книгу An Ice Cream For Henry - Emanuele Cerquiglini - Страница 22

R onald Howard was in a good mood as he drove out of Jim Lewis’s repair shop, escorted by the same two armored cars he had entrusted with protecting the vintage Mercedes over the last few days. Jim was also pretty happy because Ronald had been in a hurry, so he wasn’t stuck with him for too long. They might have been long-standing friends, but as grown-ups the billionaire and the mechanic didn’t really have much to talk about, save revisiting some hazy and often made-up memories from their college days. Some of Ronald’s recollections were so far removed from what actually happened that Jim struggled to humor him. Ronald at least had the good sense to steer clear of politics and the economy, although he would sometimes have a bit of a moan in what could only be described as a clumsy attempt to show solidarity with his friend and the lower social classes. Ronald was a bullshitter but he was no fool, and Jim appreciated that, just like he appreciated the ten thousand dollar check he was now holding firmly in his hand.

‘ Ten thousand bucks for fitting a muffler and oiling a door - that is daylight robbery… God bless you, Ronald, and your bullshit stories!’ thought Jim, chuckling to himself. It was now unbearably hot in the repair shop. After folding the check and tucking it safely into his wallet, Jim headed into the bathroom to throw some cold water over his face. His day ahead would now consist of pulling down the shutters, going to collect Henry from school, taking him to his Aunt Jasmine’s for some lunch together, and then heading to the bank to pay in that big fat check, maybe after a change of clothes.

At least that’s how his day would have gone had he not emerged from the bathroom to find himself face to face with Shelley Logan, sat on her scooter in the middle of his repair shop, wearing a pair of flip-flops, some white Daisy Dukes and a pink camisole, which with no bra underneath provided a perfect outline of her shapely breasts and hard nipples.

“My engine’s flooded, Jim. Can you help me?” Shelley asked, pouting seductively in a way that only some girls could pull off.

“Maybe you need someone to take a closer look, Shelley...”

“Oh I think I do, Jim. And I think you’re the only one who can help me. Do you know, I’m not sure I can stay upright when it’s so hot...” replied Shelley mischievously, stretching her legs out and pushing herself back on the saddle to activate the kickstand.

‘ I can’ t believe you’ ve only just turned 20, Shelley. YouPorn has turned your generation into a bunch of whores, and I just take a ticket. Looks like my number’ s come up again…’ thought Jim as he approached the girl’s scooter.

“Would you mind if I pulled down the shutters? The heat in here is just unbearable, you know?”

“Sure. You got anything to drink?” replied Shelley, taking a band from her wrist to tie her hair into a ponytail.

“There’s a fridge in the office. Take whatever you want and grab something for me too,” said Jim, before pulling down the shutters.

Shelley re-emerged with two mini bottles of vodka, like the ones in hotel mini-bars.

“Hey, shorty, you feel like downing these in one or would that be too much for you?”

“Jim, I am so thirsty...” replied Shelley, raising the bottle in a toast and proceeding to pour the entire contents straight down her throat.

‘ Oh, you are such a bad little girl, Shelley…’ thought Jim, walking over to her and grabbing her ponytail, forcing her to turn around, sink to her knees and then get on all fours like the horny little bitch she was.

“Is this what you do with your boyfriend, Shelley?” asked Jim, still grabbing her ponytail and controlling her like a dog on a leash.

“Not at all; he loves me...”

“And is that why you came to see me?”

“Yeah...”

“Shelley, you are such a bad girl, you know that?” Jim didn’t wait for her to answer. He took down her shorts and panties together and buried his face in her ass, prompting a strangled cry of pleasure as his tongue licked her up and down like a predator about to devour its prey.