Use what you have to get what you want

Sara chanted her mantra in her head, as the cab driver slowed into the driveway of the prestigious Eko hotels and suites. Quickly, a valet attended to her, opening the car door and helped her to climb down. He smiled politely at her, muttering a greeting which Sara returned. When the valet went to talk to the driver, she strolled confidently towards the concierge, taking in a deep breath.

"Good evening, Ma'am. How may I help you?" Greeted the lady at the desk with a smile. Sara smiled back at her, trying to sound as confident as she looked.

"Yes. I'm here to see Mr. Donalds. He's expecting me."

"Alright. And who will I tell him is looking for him?"

"Sara Amadi. I'm a friend."

Ten minutes later, she was sitting in an armchair inside a suite occupied by Donald located on the seventh floor. Donald had accepted her visit and was eagerly waiting for her in his hotel room. He tried to convince her to change her mind about this ridiculous plan, but she was adamant and he let her be. He offered her a drink but she declined and asked for water instead. She doubted her nerves would let her stomach anything.

"You sure I can't still change your mind?" He asked with a little bit of hope. He did not like this plan much as it may invariably affect his plans in the long run.

"No, you can't. I know him. Once he sets his mind on something, he can be quite persistent. How do you think he became a billionaire so fast?" She asked rhetorically.

He wanted to comment that Lucas's family were well-to-do and thus gave him the needed push but he shrugged instead.

"So, my contacts say Lucas is going to be here till Sunday. Apparently, he's suddenly a devoted father and would much rather stay with his son than get drunk. So our chances are quite slim," stated Donald, running a hand down his tired face.

Sara saw her opportunity fly out the window in a flash. "This can't be! I need a leverage on him!" She exclaimed in frustration.

Donald nodded at the near hysteric woman. "I know and I also know that this must be done to help us get revenge, so I've had time to think about it and came up with a nice solution. But whatever we are doing must be done tonight. No delays."

Sara's eyes widened automatically at that and she nodded eagerly. "What's the solution?"

Donald let out a sigh at the same time he brought out a drug bottle. "We need to drug him."

A few hours later and Sara was drowning in her self-doubt. She should have known it was too good to be true, at least not when it had to do with Lucas, she decided as she paced Donald's room in anxiety. She glanced at the wall clock and sighed. What was taking him so long?

After much deliberations and misgivings, she finally agreed to drug him. It was a sleeping drop. According to Donald, two drops should do the trick. They wanted him half-awake, half-alert for the plan to work. Normally, a typical seduction should suffice but Donald had recoiled when he told her to practice on him. She had been out of the market for five years, with little or no experience. Heck, Lucas was her first and only. But he hated her now and it was obvious whatever attraction he felt for her at one time was long gone.

So Donald had called a favor from a known 'womanizing' friend of his who connected him with a professional stripper. Then, Sara had been drilled in albeit three hours on how to seduce a man. She had even rushed to the store to get the type of clothing the stripper had recommended. And she would be damned if her efforts went to waste. She couldn't afford to, she reflected anxiously.

Just as nerves reached out its hands to strangle her, Donald opened the door and strolled in. Turning to look at her, he grinned.

"It's done. The chick I gave it to charged extra but she did it. I watched her put in the drops. If what the label says is true, the drug should kick off in the next hour, so be ready by then. Remember, we only got one shot at this," Donald explained, coming to stand in front of her.

Sara nodded, realizing the fate of their plans now rested upon her. Eagerly, she searched through her bag for her item of clothing and exhaled deeply.

Use what you have.

She chanted, telling herself fiercely that she was doing this for her son.

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Sara took in a deep breath immediately she saw him coming out of the elevator, more like staggering and realized the drug had probably taken effect. He wasn't alone, though. The bellboy was with him, helping him to stand erect. Slowly, they made their way to her with much difficulty. Once they were a few meters away from her, she offered her help, reaching out to touch him.

"I can take it from here. Thank you," she told the bellboy who looked at her suspiciously. Lucas merely grinned when he saw her, showing interest in her clothing.

"I'm a friend of his and he's expecting me," she added with a smile, glancing at Lucas who could barely stand up. He beamed at her, his eyes bulging with interest and suddenly she realized both men were gawking at her dress. She smiled forcibly at the bellboy who excused himself and left.

Lucas smirked at her, licking his lips seductively and Sara had half a mind to smack him upside the head.

"Won't you open the door?" She asked impatiently.

"Not if you're not going to be in my bed tonight," he mocked her.

Sara blushed at that and mentally cringed when she realized why. Clearing her throat, she mumbled. "Of course. I'll be in your bed tonight. Why else am I here?"

"Good," was the satisfied rejoinder as he slipped his card through the door. Opening it, he stumbled in, leaving it open for her to enter.

Once inside, Sara took the opportunity to admire the suite, the ambience bringing with it nostalgic memories of the first day they met. Her gaze rounded the room to find Lucas albeit in briefs, studying her with his head tilted to the side. His clothes had been strewn carelessly around the room. It was a terrible habit of his to drop his clothes wherever once he came back from work and hers to pick up after him, so it took a lot of restraint for her to not attempt it.

"Are you going to undress or do you need my help?" He sounded bored by the looks of it, and that had Sara scrambling to maximize the opportunity presented before her.

"I was waiting for you to get comfortable. I'm your treat for tonight, so let me pamper you." She cringed again as the words the stripper had taught her spilled from her lips.

It did the trick though when Lucas smiled and nodded before going to plop himself down on the bed watching her.

Slowly, she strolled to go stand in front of him. Making sure to hold his gaze, she started to undress, very slowly. First came the shiny black jacket that was struggling to hold her boobs in place. Then the glimmering black bodycon dress that barely covered her ass. She would never attempt wearing something so scandalous if the situation hadn't been so dire. Lucas licked his lips every now and then as he watched her strip, his eyes forever locked on her movements. Soon, she was in her underwear consisting of her red push-up bra, red silk panties and black garters. According to the stripper, that was the tie breaker getup and considering the bulge in his pants, Sara was glad she listened.

"Are you going to tease me all night or should we hurry it up?" He croaked, obviously aroused.

To see the amount of power she still had over him felt like a drug and she liked it immensely. The doubts and shyness she felt initially flew out the window and she became bold. Smiling slyly, she strolled to the sofa where she had dumped her bag earlier and pulled out the camera, her gloves and her stockings. Quickly she glanced around the room searching for the best angle to put the camera. Stuffing it back, she pulled the blindfold instead and smiled at him.

"Getting kinky, are we?" Lucas whistled.

She nodded, strolling towards him. Giving him a French kiss, she tied the clothes around his eyes. And then used her stocking to tie his hands behind his back. Once it was secure, she pecked him and went back to her bag. Picking up the camera again, she flew to the television. Quickly she attached it on top of it securely and set the on button. Then she hurriedly slipped on her gloves and went back to him.

"Let's begin our lesson, shall we?" She said and went to work.

Slowly, she trailed kisses from his forehead to his blindfolds and then his nose. Resting briefly on his lips, she pushed in her tongue in his mouth and hungrily he fought for dominance. Not letting him have the upper hand, she pulled out and continued her journey. He groaned when she licked his earlobe, satisfied that it was still his weak spot. She bit it hard and he winced.

"I'll get my revenge on you for this," he promised.

She chuckled at his threat and murmured, "Of course."

She continued down to his throat, pausing briefly at his Adam's apple. He swallowed hard and she smiled. The trip down was slow and torturous, pausing at every curve. And while her lips were teasing him, her hands were tracing out the outline of his bulge. She stroked it to hear a gasp escape his lips. Smiling, she untied his blindfold and gave him the opportunity to see her at work. She tugged at his briefs, pulling them off. His length sprung to life like a caged lion set free. She grinned like a Cheshire cat when she saw that before stroking him and then licked her lips in readiness to go down on him. He was as stiff as a rock when her lips touched his tip. He let out a groan as she took more of him. Then his eyes rolled into his head and he threw it back letting a sigh jump out. A few minutes later, she stopped and his eyes flew open.

"That was not the main course," she said by way of explanation, moving to stand in front of him.

Reaching behind, she untied his bonds and before she knew it, he had grabbed her by the waist and dumped her on the bed beneath him. He was grinning in victory.

"I told you I'll have my revenge," he reminded her.

She nodded with a smile. "I know."

Then she reached up and kissed him. Soon, it was duel of tongues for dominance. He easily won, turning the tides on her antics. Then he took over, kissing her everywhere. Up till the point that Sara forgot she was supposed to be seducing him. But as he tugged at her silk panties and removed them, flinging them halfway across the room, she realized that he was pretty much seduced already.

Hours later, Sara peered open her eyes grudgingly and groaned. Disoriented for a minute, she let her eyes wander around the room until she saw her bra hanging haphazardly off the sofa and everything clicked into place. Turning around slowly, she found Lucas sleeping soundly next to her, his right arm draped across her hip, his face buried in the pillow and he was snoring lightly. She smiled as she remembered their sleeping arrangement had always been like this. He couldn't seem to sleep well without draping an arm around her. But she mentally scolded herself as she remembered why she was here in the first place.

Getting up, she eased herself slowly out of the bed and making sure not to wake him, she tiptoed to the television and removed the camera. Putting it in her bag, she gathered her clothing strewn across the room and quickly dressed. Grabbing her heels in one hand and her bag in the other, she exited his suite hoping her plan would not backfire on her.

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