The Switch Up
This new thing with CJ was new for Ivory all in itself. She caught herself getting wet about a teenage boy, and with the record she had that was tough. After she left WAP, she became the stripper in Las Vegas, and made a name for herself on onlyfans. She was the epitome of a sex symbol, and for that she was glad this was new, and wasn’t even an official thing. The media would eat it up, and the last thing she wanted to do was deal with his parents. She was older, but still had the same petty tendencies.
Ivory decided to come back out to LA and have a little fun on a boat. She invited CJ, and was already on board when he was walking up. “There that fine man goes.” She bit her lip when she smiled at him. Ivory had a private captain, and did her due diligence to buy the place out.
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Now, CJ was not one to have people in his business too much, so hanging with Ivory wasn’t really public knowledge. It wasn’t because of the fact that she was a sex worker or anything like that. It was more so because she was older and an old colleague of his mother’s. She was low key with it herself, so that was good for CJ.
“Hey, what’s good?” he asked, giving her a hug once he was on board. “This some spot you got, ma’am.” He looked around a bit. It was obvious that Ivory was very well off, and he didn’t mind that. “So how long you in town for?”
“I’m not sure, as long as I need to be.” Ivory smirked at him. The captain started to sail, and some snacks were laid out for them by the chef and his team. “I’m kind of on a vacation from work, because I’m thinking about rebranding.” She took a seat with her champagne glass in hand.
“Rebranding, huh? How so?” What CJ admired about Ivory is that she was always unapologetic about herself and her money. She was always looking for new avenues for her brand. But she never got the big head or was overly cocky.
“I wanted to get some mainstream money, but most have been taking me as a joke. Guess it comes with the territory.” It was the truth about being in the adult entertainment field, especially for women. She had an eye for fashion, but in high fashion she was the lowest of the low. “How’s school, pg life.” She chuckled.
“Okay and? I don’t see how other people not taking you seriously would be an issue. Long as you take yourself seriously.” He popped a grape in his mouth really quick. “But school is aight. Just been studying for midterms for the most part. Training, working. That’s pretty much it.”
Ivory smiled, it was his way of thinking that enticed her to deal with him more. “Very true, just another long road ahead of me is all.” She finished off her glass, and switched to straddling his lap. The women started feeding the young man grapes herself. “Is the NFL the end goal?”
“Not necessarily,” he said. “If it happens, it happens. But I’m getting my business degree for a reason. NFL career is not guaranteed. That’s why I’m putting my energy into my father’s business. Something more concrete, you feel me?” Taking another grape from her fingers, he smirked. “Mmm… thank you.”




















