Chapter 353: Post Meeting Satisfaction
Jace climbed off the couch and moved to grab his clothes. He looked over at the woman who was still lying on the couch and was watching him lustfully. "You like what you see?" Jace asked jokingly as he finished getting dressed. Spending an extra moment to adjust his clothes.
"Very much so." She pushed herself up and sat on the couch in a relaxed manner. Uncaring about exposing herself to him. "But unfortunately I have work to do and things to discuss with my wife. While you have to get back to your dinky little garage to take care of your new wards." White pulled herself up and swayed her hips as she walked over to her clothes. Jace could feel a hard-on in his pants as he watched her look over her shoulder at him and bend over to show off his work.
Jace shook his head and looked away while he checked his messages. Cain had set up for the girls who had taken over the second floor room. He was suggesting for him to order clothes and to get a couch he could sleep on in the proposed garage lounge area.
He rolled his eyes and looked over at Mistress White who had finished getting dressed. Well mostly dressed. He glanced at the discarded undergarments sitting on the table. "I think you forgot some of them." Jace pointed out as he checked the time. They had spent exactly two hours with their shenanigans.
Mistress White looked at them. Then grinned at him. "You got me all messy, and these are one of my nice pairs. So I want to keep them clean." She informed him as she pressed a button on one of her bangles.
A moment later one of the doors opened as Mistress White put her undergarments in her hand. A pair of guards from earlier stepped in. "Mistress, how can we help you?" The guards asked as one of them scrunched their nose as he glanced around. Clearly picking up on what happened.
"Give Mister Jace a ride back to his garage. Then make sure our Waterboys leave him alone. He has agreed to leave us alone if we leave him alone." White informed them as she walked past them and out the door.
The guards were stunned for a moment, then one of them seemed to get his head on straight first. "Sir, if you will please follow us?" He offered and waved a hand at the door. Dropping the hostile manner they had first used to bring him here in the first place.
He walked through the door and followed one of them through the tunnels they first came in through. They were winding tunnels that led someone under some buildings and ended in an opening that came out on the Waterway’s racetrack. But the opening was within a tunnel part of the track that had a number of viewing stands and booths.
They walked to the same slim black vehicle. One of his guards waved at another white suited man that had an automatic laser rifle in his hand. He was likely watching the vehicle. Then this time he climbed into the back of the vehicle while the guards took the two front seats.
Once they were all seated they pulled away and started driving down the racetrack. Going past some people that were prepping the track for tomorrow which was a race day. They remained quiet until they arrived at the ramp that let them pull off the racetrack and onto a main road.
"Soo... you are fucking our boss now?" The driver asked, getting slapped in the arm by the guard in the passenger seat.
"Dude!"
"What? You saw the state of that room. The sound proofing may be perfect but that was definitely the smell of a room where people had just fucked. Not to mention she was carrying her underwear!" The driver pointed out as he glanced at his driver.
"So what? We do not need to know about all of that. Or did you forget the boss lady is married!" The passenger pointed out as he made some hand motions.
"Yeah... but... I heard they been swingin’ and stuff from some of the other guys." The driver pointed out. "Well at least the big lady has. Miss White seemed to be suffering more from... well those comments."
"What comments?" Jace asked from the back. Reminding them of his existence.
"Sorry, Miss White went to a banquet a few years ago when the Princess’ Pride was first being completed. Because she was a big investor with her legitimate company doing races that were doing so well. Which they still are doing really well, but several comments were made about the way she dresses and her scars." The driver explained.
"I doubt that would be the full reason for a trauma." Jace pointed out.
"It was not. She was then invited to a ’tea party’ where she was publicly ridiculed and made fun of. Not just for her scars either. But she was also ridiculed for the way she dresses, being described as a slut. Then about the rumors of her being involved with the crime world, which are true but still." He shrugged as he drove.
"Hmm... So it happened over time. People made light of her scars, then they ridiculed the way she dressed. Which she seemed to not mind. While her wife it sounds like was pushed away?" Jace asked as he tapped his thigh in thought.
"Sounds about right. Rumor is the Misses have been bedding several other people. But it seemed to not be a problem for Miss White when she heard about it. She looked sad but said nothing about it." The driver answered.
"Curious." Jace stayed deep in thought for the rest of the ride to his garage. While the guards talked a bit more about their bosses who apparently a number of the personal guards have a lot of respect for.
Miss White was a former Shinobi who was forced out of the game because of a bad alliance and was captured by enemy forces. She decided to retire on Waterway station after she escaped. Eventually marrying the mysterious ’misses’ who was a spaceship racer before it became prohibited by nobles. She eventually broke the law and was captured by nobles, who kept her as a plaything after branding her. She broke out with White and they went into business. Getting around the racing rule by racing smaller vehicles on Waterway Station.
It was a lot of information for him to end up absorbing.