His Sex Kitten

Kyle was tucked away in his office, hunched over his desk, scrolling through websites that sold kittens. He had a plan to surprise his niece with a pet for her birthday.

But instead of fluffy kittens, images of women filled his screen. His buddy, Joe Hopkins, strolled in just then, peering over his shoulder.

“Interesting find there,” he commented, eyes on the women on the screen.

“I don’t know what this is. I was searching for kittens to buy, and this popped up.”

“I doubt your sister would appreciate you gifting your five-year-old niece one of these,” he chuckled.

“So, what is this? A dating site or something else?” Kyle asked, scrolling through the various women displayed.

“I’ve heard of it. It’s more of a hookup site than a dating one. This could be good for you. You wouldn’t have to worry about these women wanting a commitment.

“Scroll down a bit more. Let’s see what they have.” After a few minutes, Joe told him to stop and pointed at a young blonde. “Wow, she’s stunning.”

Kyle’s gaze was fixed on the woman on the screen. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Blonde hair, a killer figure, and her eyes were what really caught his attention.

They were large and a striking emerald green, but there was a hint of sadness in them. “She looks so young,” he murmured, rubbing his chin.

“It says all the women are at least twenty-one,” Joe replied. “Are you considering renting a woman? Isn’t that a bit sketchy?”

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

“I don’t feel like going through the whole dinner and drinks routine just to end up sleeping alone. I’m doing it, Joe. I’m bidding on her. She’s gorgeous.”

He clicked on her picture and placed his bid, making it high to ensure he’d win. He had to specify he wanted her for one month and put down a sum that would make anyone gasp.

“You better keep this from your sister, or she’ll never let you near your niece again.”

“Well, I’m not planning on telling her, and you better not either, or our friendship is over. Understand?”

“Your secret’s safe with me, as long as you treat me to lunch,” he said, playfully punching Kyle’s arm.

After treating his friend to lunch, Kyle made sure his business was running smoothly before heading up to the penthouse suite of his hotel.

After a shower, he logged onto his computer and checked his messages. There was one from the Sex Kitten site.

A smile spread across his face when he saw that his bid was the highest. He was asked to provide his details and transfer payment to a bank account.

Once they received the payment, the girl would be delivered to his chosen location when he was ready.

After completing the transaction, he went to his bedroom and looked at himself in the full-length mirror. He was proud of his appearance. He was tall and fit, and he never had trouble attracting women.

Then he glanced down at his manhood. He knew women were impressed by his size. All the men in his family were well-endowed, and what made it even better was that he knew how to use it.

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

He picked out a friendly black-and-white kitten for his niece and headed over to his sister’s house to surprise her.

He had also bought a carrier, cat litter, and everything else she would need for the kitten. When he arrived, his niece, Chrissy, was overjoyed, showering him with hugs and kisses.

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

He leaned against the counter, grinning. “I could have got her a puppy. Maybe next year,” he said, laughing at the horrified expression on her face.

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

She shook her head as he walked away. “Coward,” she called after him.

It was nearing midnight. The kids were long tucked into bed. The adults had enjoyed a few beers and a game of poker.

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

“Why would I want to do that when there are so many women out there?

“I can’t deprive them of all of this,” he said, grabbing his crotch, causing the men to burst into laughter and the women to roll their eyes.

“One of these days, you’re going to meet a woman who will change your mind,” Judy said, giving him a stern look.

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

“I am happy,” he said, his tone serious.

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

“Now you have all these superficial women chasing after you. You jump from one woman to another to mask your loneliness. Find the right one, Brother, and you’ll never be sad or lonely again.”

“You’re talking nonsense, Sis. 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 set him up with some of her friends, but he found them to be plain and boring.

Kyle headed home, grabbed a beer from the fridge, and settled down with his laptop. He pulled up the Sex Kitten website and found himself drawn to her picture again.

Her eyes were captivating. He was eager for the upcoming Friday when she would be at his place.

He found himself daydreaming about what it would be like to be with her, to make love to her whenever and wherever he desired.

As the day of her arrival approached, his anticipation grew. He filled the fridge with food and bought some condoms.

Work was becoming a struggle to focus on.

His friend Joe dropped by his suite on the night she was due to arrive, staying for a few drinks. “So when is she getting here?” Joe asked, glancing at his watch.

Joe was intrigued, considering the idea of getting a sex kitten for himself.

“She’ll be here long after you’ve left,” Kyle replied.

“You’re no fun. You should let me meet her, vet her for you. If you don’t like her, I can take her off your hands.”

“You’re a real piece of work, Joe. Finish your drink and get out.”

Later, Kyle changed into sweatpants and a T-shirt. A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. He opened it to find a large man in a suit, gripping the arm of a woman.

The man was intimidating, but Kyle’s attention was drawn to the blonde woman. She looked a little scared and wouldn’t meet his gaze.

She was stunning. Dressed in a short black dress and heels, her long hair cascading past her shoulders.

“You Kyle Hicks?” the man asked, sizing him up.

“Yeah, that’s me.”

“I’ve got your kitten,” he said. He released her arm and pulled out a form from his jacket. “Just sign here.” He pointed to the checkmark.

Kyle signed the form and handed it back.

“Thank you. I’ll be back for her in a month. Enjoy.” The man dropped her suitcase and left.

Kyle picked up her suitcase and stepped back. “Come in. Make yourself at home.” He waited until she was inside before closing the door. “So what’s your name?”

“Kitten,” she replied, her eyes scanning the room. She had only seen places like this in books and magazines. She wondered what he did for a living and how wealthy he was.

But she knew better than to ask questions. The last time she did, she ended up bruised for a week.

“No, your real name.”

“Kitten. Just Kitten,” she responded, her back to him.

“Alright, Kitten. I’ll put your things in my room, and when I get back we can get to know each other. Please, have a seat. I’ll just be a minute.”

He took her bag into the other room. She wasn’t what he had expected. He had anticipated someone more outgoing, bold, and brash.

But this woman was quiet and shy, and he could tell she was nervous. He suspected she was new to this line of work.

He returned to where she was sitting. “Can I get you something to drink?”

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

He poured them both a scotch on the rocks and handed her one. He watched as she took a sip and immediately started choking, her eyes watering. It was clear she wasn’t used to hard liquor. He took the glass from her and stood up.

“I think you’d prefer a glass of wine.” He returned with a glass of white wine and sat back down.

“Thank you,” she said, accepting the wine.

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

She shook her head and took a sip 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 think that this arrangement is going to turn into something more permanent. I also expect you to behave like a lady in public and not flirt with other men.

“After all, you’re here for me, just me. Look at me,” he said, waiting for her to meet his gaze. “Am I clear?”

“Yes,” she replied.

“Now tell me something about you.”

“What do you want to know?”

“Your real name, for starters.”

“I’m not supposed to tell.”

“Why not?”

“It’s against the rules.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “I don’t care 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 empty glass from her and refilled it. “Here. You look like you could use another.” He sat back down. “How long have you been doing this job?”

“Not long.”

“You’re not very forthcoming, are 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.”

“Please, don’t call them. I’m just a bit jittery, that’s all. I can handle this. I’ll do whatever you need.”

He noticed the fear flickering in her eyes and it puzzled him. What was she so scared of? But he brushed it off, figuring it was just her being new to the job.

“So, how does this all go down? Where do we kick things off?” he asked, his gaze following her as she took another generous sip of her wine.