Billionaire's Auction: Uncovering the BBW Read Online Free Page A
Author: Lara Stern
rich playboys Karen went on and on about. She was nearly giddy, a glass of white wine swirling in her hand, when the car came for them.
It a simple, black Sedan but it still surprised Jamie. She hadn’t grown up in the type of neighborhood where fancy black Sedan’s picked you up for dinner – a man with a bowtie there to hold the door.
“You have got to be kidding me!” she said.
“One of the perks! Tonight is going to be a blast!”
Jamie believed her for the whole drive over. It wasn’t until they arrived that she felt her stomach tighten and roll. They stepped out of the car onto a makeshift red carpet. There were cameras, shouting men in bespoke suits… and most of all there were girls. Beautiful, thin girls in dresses that must have been custom made. They all looked the same, and as Jamie took her first steps down that carpet all she could notice was how different she was.
They all looked 19. Their teeth pearly white, their hair almost identical in fashion and color… it was like the dress uniform was hot, young, white model. Karen was behind her, beaming – she clearly didn’t feel the same way. She was shaking hands and waving at girls, making casual introductions and soaking up the attention.
Jamie made her way inside as quick as she could. A kind woman at the door gave her a name tag, and escorted her back to the room where the girls would wait for the auction. There was food and wine, and she nervously chewed on a cracker as the room filled up.
“There you are!” Karen called from across the room, “How are you feeling?”
“A little nervous, I’m not sure I should be here.”
“Don’t be silly, you look great! One of the guys outside even asked about you!”
“Really?” she asked, her heart slowing a bit.
“Really. Says he’s going to bid on you.”
“Good lookin’?
Karen sucked her teeth and did her best to smile “Well… At least he’ll drive your price up!”
“Yea…” Jamie nodded.
A few minutes later a frantic little man came in and briefed them on the auction protocol. They would stand by the door when they were next, and when they heard their name over the sound system they would walk out, wave, and stand next to the presenter – who would ask them a few casual questions and start the bidding. After the auction they would wait in back for someone to give them the date info. Simple really.
A few moments later the show was on. Jamie watched the first girl go out – a tall brunette with a stunning gold dress, and a nose piercing. She nearly jumped out of her own dress when she heard the numbers being shouted.
“Do I have three thousand? Three thousand, do I have four thousand? Ten thousand from the generous man in back, do we have eleven? Eleven thousand dollars for our first beautiful date.”
The girl finally left the stage with a bid of fifteen thousand dollars. That was as much as she made in 4 months, and someone had just spent it on a date with a beautiful woman?
The night flew by – and Jamie’s legs never stopped shaking. The anticipation of standing in front of all those people. What would they think, was this stupid? What if no one bid at all?
Her fretting was interrupted by the tiny man whose job it was to organize.
“Er… Jamie? You’re up next.”
Karen squeezed her arm.
“You’ll be great!”
She stood nervously next to the giant curtain and watched as the crowd cheered and
It a simple, black Sedan but it still surprised Jamie. She hadn’t grown up in the type of neighborhood where fancy black Sedan’s picked you up for dinner – a man with a bowtie there to hold the door.
“You have got to be kidding me!” she said.
“One of the perks! Tonight is going to be a blast!”
Jamie believed her for the whole drive over. It wasn’t until they arrived that she felt her stomach tighten and roll. They stepped out of the car onto a makeshift red carpet. There were cameras, shouting men in bespoke suits… and most of all there were girls. Beautiful, thin girls in dresses that must have been custom made. They all looked the same, and as Jamie took her first steps down that carpet all she could notice was how different she was.
They all looked 19. Their teeth pearly white, their hair almost identical in fashion and color… it was like the dress uniform was hot, young, white model. Karen was behind her, beaming – she clearly didn’t feel the same way. She was shaking hands and waving at girls, making casual introductions and soaking up the attention.
Jamie made her way inside as quick as she could. A kind woman at the door gave her a name tag, and escorted her back to the room where the girls would wait for the auction. There was food and wine, and she nervously chewed on a cracker as the room filled up.
“There you are!” Karen called from across the room, “How are you feeling?”
“A little nervous, I’m not sure I should be here.”
“Don’t be silly, you look great! One of the guys outside even asked about you!”
“Really?” she asked, her heart slowing a bit.
“Really. Says he’s going to bid on you.”
“Good lookin’?
Karen sucked her teeth and did her best to smile “Well… At least he’ll drive your price up!”
“Yea…” Jamie nodded.
A few minutes later a frantic little man came in and briefed them on the auction protocol. They would stand by the door when they were next, and when they heard their name over the sound system they would walk out, wave, and stand next to the presenter – who would ask them a few casual questions and start the bidding. After the auction they would wait in back for someone to give them the date info. Simple really.
A few moments later the show was on. Jamie watched the first girl go out – a tall brunette with a stunning gold dress, and a nose piercing. She nearly jumped out of her own dress when she heard the numbers being shouted.
“Do I have three thousand? Three thousand, do I have four thousand? Ten thousand from the generous man in back, do we have eleven? Eleven thousand dollars for our first beautiful date.”
The girl finally left the stage with a bid of fifteen thousand dollars. That was as much as she made in 4 months, and someone had just spent it on a date with a beautiful woman?
The night flew by – and Jamie’s legs never stopped shaking. The anticipation of standing in front of all those people. What would they think, was this stupid? What if no one bid at all?
Her fretting was interrupted by the tiny man whose job it was to organize.
“Er… Jamie? You’re up next.”
Karen squeezed her arm.
“You’ll be great!”
She stood nervously next to the giant curtain and watched as the crowd cheered and
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