In The Company of Billionaires - Part 1 Read Free

turning, she moved back her left hand and stroked his
crotch. She sought out his fly and unzipped his pants. She shoved
her hand into his pants and felt the power of him pulsating inside
his drawers. She searched for him until she found his cock. She
grabbed it in her hand and brought it out. It felt like a big
menace of a thing, pulsating angrily inside her hand. She stroked
it and felt it becoming rapidly strong. She stroked its head and
decided he was circumcised.
    He drew himself
back and slipped out of her hand. ‘Don’t move, girl, don’ move,’ he
repeated. ‘Just lean forward a little for me and let me feast on
you.’
    He dropped to
his knees and grabbed her buttocks in his hands. He parted them and
caught a glimpse of her pussy. He opened her further and it came
into full view. He grunted like a wild animal and licked at it.
‘You got my kind o’ pussy, girl – clean-shaven an’ smelling
muthafuckin’ delicious.’
    His tongue
found her clitoris and Irena closed her eyes, letting the pleasure
of his oral treatment ride over her. She dropped her chest down
flat against the top of the washing machine and jutted out her ass
at him. She could not see him behind her, but felt the things that
he was doing to her, setting her body ablaze with both desire and
exquisite pleasure. He wet her generously with saliva, dipping his
tongue in and out of her pussy and sucking at her clit. Then she
felt his tongue at her anus, and she jerked up in a sudden panic.
She was worried if she was clean enough down there…
    She had to be
the craziest bitch on the planet. Here she was, being orally fucked
by her billionaire employer, who was married, to say the least, and
all she could think of was if she was clean enough for his
approval…
    His tongue drew
circles round the ring of her anus, and she caught herself cumming.
She closed her eyes and let the exquisite pleasure take her to
lands far beyond the borders of reason. The trip to heaven didn’t
last…
    ‘Jesus! You
fucking bitch!’ the unmistakable voice of Veronica Hensley said
sharply at the door.
    Irena opened
her eyes and stared in the direction of the voice. Her eyes met
those of Veronica, the wife of the man whose mouth was presently in
her ass, exploring the pleasures to be gotten from her holes.
Surprising how she felt no fear, no panic inside of her. She just
stared calmly at Veronica and felt no identifiable emotion.
    But the lady of
the house must’ve taken her calmness for insolence or defiance
because she suddenly came quickly forward and struck Irena with a
stinging slap across the face. Irena felt the pain seconds after
the hand of her employer had slashed across her face. She turned
towards the sink to hide her face from her employer.
    Steve rose to
his feet. Irena couldn’t help but turn around slightly and stare at
him. His dick was standing pointing forward. It was a huge piece of
flesh, very dark in color and circumcised as she had surmised. Its
head was a marvel, a big knob like the fist of a baby, mauve in
color, and presently glistening with moisture. She felt herself
longing to touch it…
    Veronica
must’ve read her thoughts because she slapped her again across the
face. ‘Filthy bitch! Only two days here and already fucking my
husband.’
    He came onto
me, and his mouth was buried in my ass, not the other way round,
Irena wanted to yell, but she held on to her silence.
    She stared at
Veronica, and noticed that the bitch’s white cheeks were flushed.
The two women stared at each other for a long moment, and then
Veronica sighed. ‘Can’t find good help anywhere these days. Bitch,
you’ve misbehaved, and you need to be punished for fucking my
husband without my consent.’
    What the fuck?,
the little voice inside Irena screamed. Is anyone aware that there
was no penetration, hello?
    Veronica turned
her gaze to her husband and commanded, ‘Steve, show this bitch not
to mess with your cock when I’m not around.’
    ‘Get down on
your