Big Men of the House(92)
My jerk manager made us wear these button-up shirts that are only buttoned half way up. For most of the girls it's not a big deal but I have the biggest boobs. They are just bursting out of my top every night at work and I can't blame the men for staring. In the past, it's helped me get a lot of dates and especially helped that night.
After Ryan finished, he paid and I told him I'd see him at home. When I checked the receipt he signed, I saw $500 next to the word tip. I assumed it was just 5 dollars but when I looked at the total, he put $519.23. I couldn't believe my eyes. The most I had ever gotten for a tip was $10 and that was for a large party. This was unbelievable.
The intriguing part was that at the bottom of the receipt he wrote a message. It said “I have an offer for you. If you're interested call me at 715-667-8267. Don't tell your mom.” I didn't have much time to think about the last part because my shift wasn't over yet so I got back to work. The part about not telling my mom was weird though
I finished the rest of my tables and went into the kitchen to look at the tip again. The $500 tip was amazing but I was even more excited about the offer. What could it be? If Ryan paid $500 for a burger, how much money did he really have? My mind raced with the possibilities. Maybe it was for sex? Or maybe a job offer? Maybe he just wanted to take me on a date or whisk me away to Paris? After my shift, I left the diner and went home with a huge smile on my face. I could do a lot with that $500 tip. Ryan wasn't home and my mom told me that he was out working late. I smiled inside, knowing that he probably wasn't “working” at all.
Later that night, before I went to sleep, I looked at the receipt one more time. I was going crazy trying to figure out what he could possibly want. I looked at the time and noticed it was 2:15 AM. It was too late to call him so I decided to sleep on it.
The next morning, I woke up with only one thing on my mind, calling Ryan. I took out the receipt and dialed the number at the bottom. The phone rang for a long time and I was ready to give up when the phone clicked and a voice coughed, “Hello?”
“Uhh hey, Ryan! It's Liliana.”
“So I see you want to know what my offer is. Did you talk to your mom?”
“No, I didn't tell her anything. But before you tell me the offer, why do you have all this money?”
His voice was strong and clear. “I'm a financial consultant.”
“So you make a lot of money then?” I pried.
Ryan chuckled on the other end. “Yes I suppose I do.”
Things weren't adding up and I had to figure it out. “So then why did you move in with my mom and I if you make so much?”
“That's a good question, the only answer I have is I was looking for someone like you.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“Well I was searching for a beautiful girl. That's all you need to know.”
“Okay then I guess you found the right girl.” My questioning was getting me nowhere and it was time to hear the reason. “Okay no more bullshit. Tell me the offer.”
There was silence on the other end until Ryan spoke up, “Okay the offer is simple, I want one night with you for $10,000.”
My jaw dropped and the phone slipped out of my hand. The phone crashed on the ground and I could hear Ryan saying “Hello? Hello?”
I picked the phone back up and put it to my ear, “Sorry I dropped the phone. Did you really say $10,000?”
“Yes,” Ryan replied.
“$10,000 to have sex with you?”
“In a way yes.” Ryan was being very cryptic and I needed more info. I didn't believe a guy would pay that amount to have sex with anyone let alone me.
“Okay but why cheat on my mom?” I inquired.
“Your mom was never in the picture. I only married her to get close to you.”
I felt weird but also flattered that he went through so much trouble to get to me. “Am I going to get hurt?”
Ryan laughed again, “Of course not! I do have to warn you though that my tastes are a little eccentric. I won't reveal them now but I can assure that you won't be harmed.”
My head was trying to unravel everything he was saying. “So you want me to accept your offer without knowing what your weird sexual fetish is?”
“Correct,” Ryan said plainly.
I tried to juggle the pros and cons in my mind of what this could all mean. The big pro was that I would finally have some money to buy a car and not need to take the bus to work everyday. The con was that this guy my mom married could be a sick fuck who is going to kill me. Was it worth it? He was very attractive and if he wasn't married to my mom then there wouldn't be a problem.