I resorted to shouting down the phone "I don't care about it being a Friday Karen...get them to deliver the car and take the old one away...it's bad enough I don't get the upgrade on the day it comes out but for everyone to see that idiot Williamson cruising round in it makes me look like a pauper. It's what I pay you for. Get. It. Done.". I then turned my attention to the jumped-up little secretary across the table from me.
"Now Andrea, I need to you organise an advance on my allowance and sort something out so this doesn't happen again...Do you understand how humilating it is to have a card refused in a restaurant like that?" Of course she didn't, how could she. She probably just saw a young man unable to budget...she didn't realise that it wasn't enough to be wealthy, you had to act wealthy. Honestly it made my stomach turn to have to come begging to her for my own money.
I glare at her as if daring her to refuse. She'd been the bane of my life since her company had taken over my late parents affairs after their accident. If they'd knew the misery they'd unwittingly inflicted on me they'd be turning in their graves. Rest assured, I thought, as soon as I turned 21 Andrea was going to find herself out of a job. I was going to enjoy ruining her career and seeing to it that she never worked in the legal profession again. Perhaps I'd hire her as a maid for my aparentment. The thought made me chuckle as she looked through the accounts.
The door to her office opened and an extremely attractive lady walked in carrying a try. A new PA? Extremely beautiful and curves to die for...her gaze rested on me and a smile crossed her full lips. This one would be worth looking twice at I thought.
She set down a cup of my usual black coffee in front of me and a drink for Andrea. Unusually she lingered in the room and I took the opportunity to drink in her beauty. Voluptuous but not fat, long straight blonde her and steely blue eyes. Her lips and long red nails where exquisitely painted.
Andrea made a pathetic show of sighing over the statements, and I sipped at the coffee and amused myself with planning her demise just 18 months from now. Eventually she looked up at me "Charles, I don't know what to say...are you trying to prop up the Monte Carlo economy"
I flushed with anger, why should I be made to endure this "Monaco costs what it costs because it is the place to be seen...if I am going to go round behaving like a z-list pauper people will assume that the family business is in trouble. It's all about perception". I could feel the blood throbbing in my temaples as I gulped down my coffee...if this dumb bimbo had brought on a migraine it would just be one more thing to add to my revenge list.
I noticed the PA move over to the desk and perch on it expose a generous amount of thigh and a glimpse of her stocking top, very nice I thought. She looked at Andrea and she nodded, the PA turned back to me a smiled warmly. I blinked and shook my head to clear it....how long was this going to take.
The room was silent and I begin at notice how hot and stuffy it was. She spoke with an faint Scottish accent, "Charles I think I can help here...just sit back and relax and let me sort out all these problems for you"
Me gaze sunk down to her thighs again which was nice but I realised I had let my head sink down. I didn't feel very well at all actually, tried to look back up at her "Am sorry......." I said "....feeling really bad................." and darkness closed in around me
Friday, 15 May 2015
Monday, 11 May 2015
In Her Debt - Part 28
Positioning himself between Arabella's legs he looked up at his new dominatrix and she gazed down at him, with everyone else distracted with their own debauchery it was as intimate as they'd been all day. The older Mistress gazed down at him with a look of utter benign affection "Don't worry my darling little boy, I promise to take care of you. This will be wonderful" and with that she cupped his cheek gently and guided him to her womanhood.
Surprisingly given the voracious appetite Arabella displayed the process was gentler and less animalistic than he was anticipating and Alex soon got into a rythm of tender kissing and tongueing. He took his cue from Arabella's reaction and let her groans guide him as to when to speed up and work more firmly at her clit and was rewarded with higher volume of sighs and clenching of the thighs that gripped his head.
Alex was no gigalo and although not totally virginal he had little experience with woman and especially not dispensing oral pleasure. He was finding very quickly that he really liked it. For her part Arabella was in the throws of an ever building orgasm but at the same time she was assessing her new sextoy. He was obviously shy and timid but his enthusiasm spoke volumes. She was extremely happy with her aquisition.
Soon his tongue had caressed her towards a cascading orgasm and the views of an unfolding orgy coupled with the rush of enslaving this innocent young man were driving her wild. She cou'd feel a shattering climax coming on and wanted Alex to take in every drop of the orgasmic wave that was soon to flood his mouth. She folded her legs behind his back and grabbed his hair with both hands. "Quick learner" she thought as he took her tightened grip as his cue to increase his pace and with a piercing set of screams she began cumming into Alex's mouth. As she suspected the gush was unexpected and she felt momentary cough but there was an almost airtight grip on his head now and he had little choice but to swallow. She loosened her grip and looked down at him, she was flushed and covered in perspiration...she smiled "You're mine now".
Alex was regaining his breath and was beyond all coherent thought at what had happened so far this week....he returned the gaze and nodded.
Alex flopped back onto the flush rug as his breathing returned to normal, Cassandra took this as her queue to pounce. She had, in the intervening minutes, removed her dress and was completely naked. She was easily the oldest lady in the room and her skin lacked the youthful smoothness or the virlie plumpness of the other woman but she was undeniably beautiful. Her perfectly slim frame belied it's years and the predatorial glint in Cassandra's eye told him her lust had not diminished one bit.
She stepped so her legs were either side of his body, he looked up at her. Her pussy was perfectly trimmed and her breasts still proud and perky. She had a classically beautiful face framed with fashionably cut white hair. She fixed him with her eyes "Two down, five to go loverboy" and with that she lowered herself onto him and blotted out all light as yet another demanding woman used his tongue for her own pleasures.
It was going to be a very long evening
Surprisingly given the voracious appetite Arabella displayed the process was gentler and less animalistic than he was anticipating and Alex soon got into a rythm of tender kissing and tongueing. He took his cue from Arabella's reaction and let her groans guide him as to when to speed up and work more firmly at her clit and was rewarded with higher volume of sighs and clenching of the thighs that gripped his head.
Alex was no gigalo and although not totally virginal he had little experience with woman and especially not dispensing oral pleasure. He was finding very quickly that he really liked it. For her part Arabella was in the throws of an ever building orgasm but at the same time she was assessing her new sextoy. He was obviously shy and timid but his enthusiasm spoke volumes. She was extremely happy with her aquisition.
Soon his tongue had caressed her towards a cascading orgasm and the views of an unfolding orgy coupled with the rush of enslaving this innocent young man were driving her wild. She cou'd feel a shattering climax coming on and wanted Alex to take in every drop of the orgasmic wave that was soon to flood his mouth. She folded her legs behind his back and grabbed his hair with both hands. "Quick learner" she thought as he took her tightened grip as his cue to increase his pace and with a piercing set of screams she began cumming into Alex's mouth. As she suspected the gush was unexpected and she felt momentary cough but there was an almost airtight grip on his head now and he had little choice but to swallow. She loosened her grip and looked down at him, she was flushed and covered in perspiration...she smiled "You're mine now".
Alex was regaining his breath and was beyond all coherent thought at what had happened so far this week....he returned the gaze and nodded.
Alex flopped back onto the flush rug as his breathing returned to normal, Cassandra took this as her queue to pounce. She had, in the intervening minutes, removed her dress and was completely naked. She was easily the oldest lady in the room and her skin lacked the youthful smoothness or the virlie plumpness of the other woman but she was undeniably beautiful. Her perfectly slim frame belied it's years and the predatorial glint in Cassandra's eye told him her lust had not diminished one bit.
She stepped so her legs were either side of his body, he looked up at her. Her pussy was perfectly trimmed and her breasts still proud and perky. She had a classically beautiful face framed with fashionably cut white hair. She fixed him with her eyes "Two down, five to go loverboy" and with that she lowered herself onto him and blotted out all light as yet another demanding woman used his tongue for her own pleasures.
It was going to be a very long evening
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