On Sunday morning Lucy met with Daisy for breakfast and debriefing. Their meeting place was a little deli a few blocks from Punkie's strip club.
"So, how did it go?" Lucy asked impatiently.
"Let's get something to eat first," Daisy said smiling contently.
The waitress came over and took their orders. Pancakes with syrup for Daisy; and a cup of black coffee for Lucy.
While the waitress went to get their orders, Lucy fiddled with her phone.
After 5 minutes, the waitress returned with their orders and Daisy went to work. Digging into her plate, she stuffed her mouth with a fork full of pancakes.
Lucy took a sip of her coffee and then asked again, "Spill the bean Daisy, how did it go?"
Swallowing down the chow in her mouth, Daisy wiped her lips with a napkin, cleared her throat and said with a wave of her hand, "It went great, Lucy, relax."
"Really?" Lucy said, setting down her cup of coffee.
"Oh yeah," Daisy replied, digging into her plate for more pancakes. "yeah, I doubt the Mrs, will want to have anything to do with Mr Casanova, after what she witnessed on the flight yesterday."
Lucy smiled gleefully. "For real, what did she see?"
"Me fucking her man, moaning at the top of my lungs," answered Daisy, laughing wildly.
Lucy didn't find it funny, but she was pleased with the news.
"What did she do, when she saw it?" Lucy inquired.
"Let's just say, she lost her voice, hahaha…" replied Daisy, still laughing.
"Great. Here's your balance," Lucy said, bringing out an envelope from her handbag. She slid the envelope across to Daisy, who continued to munch her food.
When she was done eating, Daisy picked up the envelope, counted the notes in it, and nodded her head to confirm accuracy. When she was done counting, Daisy stuffed the envelope in her handbag.
"You know," said Daisy, "I could have done it for free if you had told me Ethan was saw handsome and endowed."
"Don't. Even. Think. About. It." Lucy replied sternly, taking her time to pronounce each word gravely.
"Come on girl," exclaimed Daisy, "I was just messing with you. Although truth be told I enjoyed having him, and wouldn't mind another taste of him."
Lucy stood up, scowled at Daisy, tossed some money on the table to cover their breakfast and walked out.
***
After Lucy left Daisy, she got a call from Ethan. He wanted to see her in his condo. Lucy knew it was on.
Driving quickly to her place, she changed into something more sexy. A short red mini-skirt and a crop top. She guessed Ethan would want sex, so she changed her panties to white G-string panties. Knowing well that Ethan found white underwear appealing.
Her guess was right, because the moment she walked through the entrance door to Ethan's condo, he lifted her off her feet, carried her into his bedroom, ripped off her clothes and made wild love to her.
Ethan fucked Lucy like he was deranged or possessed by a demon. He spent the better part of the day, in in-between Lucy's legs. Taking a break only to get something to eat or drink or catch his breath. He kept on pounding Lucy's pussy until it was raw.
When they weren't fucking, Ethan kept on checking his phone intermittently, like he was expecting a call. Lucy knew he was expecting Sarah's call. She had been privy to the voicemail Ethan had left Sarah. But if what Daisy said was correct, she was sure he wouldn't be getting any call from Sarah any time soon.
Lucy let Ethan make love to her, however, he wanted, when he wanted and where he wanted. She was just glad to be back in his arms. Although she knew he longed for Sarah, she believed he would get over her with time and settle down fully with her.
She was glad she made the move to hire Daisy. Yet she wasn't through with Sarah. By the time she is done with her, she will regret crossing her path.
***
Back at his mistress's apartment, Edward read and reread the sultry messages his wife had exchanged with Ethan. Lucy had sent him some of the screenshots.
While nursing a beer in one hand, Edward thought about their plans to leak them to the press. It was Lucy's idea. He had wanted to blackmail Ethan with them and get a few million from him. He still harbored the thought in his mind.
He didn't have feelings for Sarah anymore. He was only with her because she earned. Once he was able to make some big bucks off Sarah and Ethan's affair, he planned to take all his wins and skip town.
He was waiting for a tabloid correspondent to get back to him. He had gotten the journalist's number from a friend at the bar, and given him a call.
Edward had told the journalist about Ethan's affair with his wife and how he had pictures to prove it. But he was asking for ten thousand dollars to release the pictures to the correspondent.
The correspondent, Joe Gilligan had promised to get back to Edward. Money wasn't the problem, he just needed to get approval from his higher-ups to seal the deal.
His phone rang, and Edward answered it immediately. It was Joe.
"Hey Joe, do you have the money now?" Edward asked, going straight to the point.
"Yes man, I've got it. Meet me at the Old Boys Tavern by 7 pm tonight to seal the deal."
"Alright then, see you soon," replied Edward. And with that, he terminated the call.
Edward slipped his phone back into his pocket and smiled contently to himself. He was already thinking of what to do with the money. He contemplated buying a new car. The truck he drove, was old, worn out and was now just a clunker waiting to be turned into scrap.
For a second, he thought about how the leak could affect Sarah, Ethan and their daughter Amy. He quickly dismissed the thought from his mind, choosing to focus instead on how he was going to spend the money.
He was determined to embarrass Sarah and make her pay for cheating on him. After that, he would find himself a much younger girl.