His Sex Kitten

Kyle was in his office, sitting behind his desk, looking up sites that sold kittens. He wanted to surprise his niece by getting her a pet for her birthday.

Only what popped up was not animals, but women. Just then, his friend Joe Hopkins walked in and went over to him, looking over his shoulder.

“Wow, what do we have here?” he asked, looking at the women on the screen.

“I’m not sure. I was looking for kittens for sale, and this came up.”

Joe read what it said out loud. “Kittens for rent, by day, week, or month. Willing to do whatever you want. For parties, personal use, or just to have some fun.

“I don’t think your sister will appreciate you giving your five-year-old niece one of these,” he said, laughing.

“So what is this site? Is it a dating site or a prostitute one?” Kyle asked as he scrolled down the different women on the page.

“I have heard of it. I think it’s a dating site, only it’s more to do with getting laid. This might be good for you. You wouldn’t have to worry about these women looking for a ring.

“Scroll down some more. Let’s see what they have.” After five minutes, Joe told him to stop and pointed to a young blonde. “Damn, she’s hot.”

Kyle stared at the woman on the screen. She was drop-dead gorgeous. Blonde hair, a great figure, and it was her eyes that drew him in.

They were big and emerald green, but he could see the sadness in them. “She looks so young,” he said, rubbing his chin.

“It says all the women are twenty-one and older,” Joe replied. “Hey, are you thinking of renting a woman? Isn’t that kind of sleazy?”

“I do need to get laid soon, and I am going away for a couple of weeks. It would be nice to take someone with me and get regular sex.

“I don’t feel like going through the whole wining and dining thing just to end up going to bed alone. I’m going for it, Joe. This is the woman I’m bidding on. She’s beautiful.”

He clicked on her picture and placed his bid, making it high to ensure he’d get her. He had to state he wanted her for one month and put down an amount that would choke a horse.

“You better not let your sister know about this, or she’ll never let you anywhere near your niece again.”

“Well, I’m not going to tell her, and don’t you breathe a word to her, or our friendship is over. You got that?”

“Judy won’t hear it from me, as long as you take me out to lunch,” he said, giving Kyle a punch in the arm.

He did take his friend to lunch then. After making sure his business was running smoothly, he went up to the penthouse suite of his hotel.

After showering, he logged on to his computer and checked his messages. There was one from the Sex Kitten site.

He smiled when he saw that his bid was the highest and was asked to put in his information and send payment to a bank account.

Once they received payment, the girl would be brought to the place of his choice when he was ready.

Once he did it, he went to his bedroom and looked into the full-length mirror. He was proud of his looks. He was tall and fit, and he never had trouble getting women.

Then he looked down at his manhood. He knew the women loved how well-endowed he was. All the men in his family were blessed in that department, and what made it better was he knew how to work it.

The following day he found a shelter that had dogs and kittens.

He found a black-and-white one that he thought was friendly, so he bought it for his niece and headed over to his sister’s place to give it to her.

He had also bought a carrier, cat litter, and everything she would need for it. When he arrived, the little girl, Chrissy, jumped up and down, giving him hugs and kisses.

Judy stood with her arms crossed as the kids ran around. Snacks and birthday cakes were already placed on the counter. “You just had to get her a kitten, didn’t you?”

He stood back, leaning against the counter. “I could have got her a puppy. Maybe next year,” he said, laughing when he saw the look of horror that crossed her face.

“Don’t you dare,” she said, slapping his arm. “Go in the other room with the men and have a beer, unless you want to entertain the kids.”

She shook her head when he took off. “Coward,” she shouted behind his back.

It was close to midnight. The kids were long tucked into bed. And the grownups had a few beers and played some poker.

“So are you ever going to settle down?” Judy’s husband Roy asked Kyle.

“Now why would I want to do that, when there are so many ladies out there?

“I can’t deprive them of all of this,” he said, grabbing his crotch, making the men laugh and the women shake their heads in disgust.

“One of these days you are going to meet a woman that will change your mind,” Judy said, giving him the snake eye.

“When you do, you’ll forget about other women, and then just maybe you’ll be happy.”

“I’m happy now,” he said, turning serious.

She went and sat next to him, placing her hand under his chin. “No, you’re not. Not really. You haven’t been happy since you took over Father’s business when he passed away.

“Now you have all those fake women chasing after you. You go from one woman to another to hide the fact that you’re lonely. Find the right one, Brother, and you’ll never be sad or lonely again.”

“You’re talking nonsense, Sister. I’m happy the way things are. I have to go now, but this was fun. Next is a puppy,” he said. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and left to go home.

Judy was always trying to get him to settle down. She even tried to fix him up with some of her friends, but he found them to be plain and dull.

He went home and, taking a beer from the fridge, went and sat down with his laptop. He opened up the Sex Kitten site and took another look at her picture.

He couldn’t stop looking at her eyes. They were so beautiful, and he couldn’t wait until the following Friday, when she would come to his place.

He wondered what it would be like to sleep with her, to make love to her whenever and wherever he wanted.

The closer it came to the day she would be arriving, the more excited he became. He had the fridge stocked with food. He went and bought some condoms.

He was having a hard time keeping his mind on work.

Joe showed up at his suite the night she was to show up, staying for a couple of drinks. “So when is she getting here?” he asked, looking at his watch.

He was curious to see her, thinking maybe he should call the site and get himself a sex kitten.

“You’ll be long gone before she gets here,” he answered.

“Well, you’re no fun. You ought to let me meet her, check her out for you. And if you don’t like her, I can take the girl off your hands.”

“You’re one sick fucker, Joe. Now finish your drink and beat it.”

Later he changed into sweatpants and a T-shirt, and he heard someone knocking at the door. He went and opened it, and when he did, he first noticed the man with his hand around the woman’s arm.

He wore a suit and was a big brute of a guy. He then looked at the blonde, who appeared a little afraid, and she wasn’t looking back at him.

She really was gorgeous. She wore a short black dress and heels, and her long hair hung down past her shoulders.

“You Kyle Hicks?” he asked, looking him up and down.

“Yeah, that’s me.”

“I’m here with your kitten,” he said. Letting go of her, he reached into his jacket and pulled out a form. “Just sign here.” He pointed to the checkmark.

He took the form and signed it and handed it back to the man.

“Thank you. I’ll be back for her in a month. Enjoy.” He then set her suitcase down and walked away.

Kyle picked up her case and stepped back. “Come in. Make yourself at home.” He waited until she was in, then closed the door. “So what’s your name?”

“Kitten,” she replied as she looked around the room. She had only seen places like this in books and magazines. She had to wonder what he did for a living and how rich he was.

But she knew better than to ask questions. The last time she did she was black-and-blue for a week.

“No, your real name.”

“Kitten. Just Kitten,” she answered with her back to him.

“Okay, have it your way, Kitten. I’ll just put your things in my room, and when I get back we can get acquainted. Please, have a seat. I’ll just be a minute.”

He took her bag and carried it into the other room. She was not what he was expecting. He was expecting someone more talkative, bold, and brazen.

But this woman was quiet and shy, and he could tell she was nervous, which had him thinking she was new to this job.

He came out and over to where she was sitting. “Can I get you something to drink?”

“I’ll have whatever you’re having,” she answered quietly.

He poured them both a scotch on the rocks and handed her one. He then sat down next to her and watched her take a sip.

She started choking, and her eyes watered up. It was obvious to him that she wasn’t used to drinking the hard stuff. He took the glass from her and stood up.

“I think you’d be happier with a glass of wine.” He came back with the white wine and sat back down.

“Thank you,” she said, taking it from him.

“As you know, I’m Kyle Hicks, and you’ll be here with me for a month. I expect you to go with me to certain functions, and we’ll be going to Italy for a couple of weeks. Have you ever been there?”

She shook her head and took a drink of her wine.

“You’ll love it. It’s one of the most beautiful and romantic places in the world. I own this hotel and casino.

“I don’t want you to get the idea that this arrangement of ours is going to turn into something more permanent. I also expect you to act like a lady around other people and not flirt with other men.

“After all, you’re here for me, just me. Look at me,” he said and waited for her to turn and look at him. “Have I made myself clear?”

“Yes,” she answered.

“Now tell me something about you.”

“What do you want to know?”

“Your real name, for one.”

“I’m not supposed to tell.”

“Why not?”

“It’s against the rules.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “I don’t give a damn about the rules. We will be around family and friends, and I can’t introduce you as Kitten.”

“Kiera Finn.”

“How old are you?”

“Twenty-two,” she said, finishing her wine in one gulp.

He took the glass from her hand and went and poured her another wine. “Here. You look like you could use another.” He sat back down. “How long have you been doing this job?”

“Not long.”

“You don’t give out much information, do you? And don’t say it’s against the rules. Now, I’ll only ask you one more time: how long have you been in this business, and how many clients have you had?”

“Like I said, not long. And you are my first client.”

“So that’s why you look so scared. I want you to know I won’t hurt you. I only want consensual sex and a companion when I go to Italy.

“Are you up for that, or would you like to call this off? I could call the site and tell them I changed my mind.”

“No, please don’t call them. I’m just a little nervous, but I’m up to this. I’ll do whatever you want.”

He saw the look of fear in her eyes and wondered why. What was she afraid of? But he chalked it up to her being new to the business.

“Okay, so how does this work? Where do we start?” he asked, watching her as she took another long drink of her wine.