Hart Read Free Page B

There’s not much room so I release my cock and take a seat
    “Help yourself” I say waving a hand at my cock
    Before I have even finished saying it she’s on her knees with a mouthful, I rest my head back against the wall and let her carry on, she’s not bad and I am totally enjoying it until she stops I bring my head back up from the wall and watch as she raises her skirt, turns and starts to lower, I quickly push her ass away and reach for a condom and suit up, I give her a nod and she lowers again, before long she is throwing her head back and she is riding me hard, I’m not complaining I do like it hard, when she starts to slow I take over holding her down while slamming up hard, it doesn’t take long. Once I’m done I push her up, she moans as I slip from her, I just smile to myself, I flush the condom and rearrange myself, a quick check in the mirror, perfect, I smack her ass and release the door and make my way back to my seat.  Two minutes later and still with a glow she delivers me another whiskey.
    “Thank you” I quickly look at her name badge “Angela”
    “You’re welcome Sir”
    Oh I like the sound of that, I nod my head and take my phone out and pretend to read a message. I wait while she walks away, I put my phone away and rest my head back and close my eyes.
    I come too with Angela touching my shoulder I shrug away and get myself situated for landing. Once we’re on English ground I make my way to the restroom just to check myself over, yeah I’m still fucking amazing. I grab my bag from my seat and walk off the plane where Richard is waiting for me and sends me on to meet the driver whilst he collects my bags for me. I find a way out without being photographed and I’m not really sure how to feel about that. Richard eventually joins us and we make our way to my new home for the next three months.
    As we drive through Latton I watch out the window “Shit does nothing happen here, ever?”
    The driver replies “Nope”
    “Fucking great, what am I supposed to do for three months?”
    “Sort yourself out that was the point of this trip” Richard replies
    We pull into a private drive and I scan around, there are a few houses here and they all look amazing, the car starts to slow and we pull into the drive of what must be our house.
    “This is one of the best houses here, you can go straight out to the beach” the driver tells us
    I help get the bags out of the car and walk on up to the house and place the bags outside of the door and wait for Richard to unlock it. When he eventually joins me he unlocks the door, pushes it open, drops the keys in my hand and turns to go to his little guest  house.
    “Hey are you not coming in for a drink?” I shout at his retreating back
    “Nah, I need to sleep… you should too. I’ll see you at seven sharp, don’t you dare be late”
    Shit, I forgot I had to work tomorrow. I carry on into the house and I hear a faint noise coming from some direction in the house so I shout out “Hello? Who’s there?”
    “Mr Hart? I’m Mandy, your housekeeper. I’ve prepared dinner for you”
    “Hello Mandy, nice to meet you. Thank you for making dinner”
    I follow her down the hallway towards what must be the kitchen, the house is beautiful. Once we find ourselves in the kitchen she nods to the wall of doors, this place is really amazing, you go through the garden, past the pool and through the gate at the very end of the garden and you’re on the beach.
    “I set your dinner out on the table for you Mr Hart” Mandy holds out her hand in the direction of the black eight seater table
    I follow her hands and pull out my chair as Mandy leans over my shoulder and uncovers my food
    “Would you like a drink with your meal? Maybe a glass of water?”
    “I would love a whiskey”
    “Oh sorry Mr Hart, I was told no alcohol in the house” I turn and watch as her neck turns bright red before the colour eventually covers and settles on her face
    “No worries