Sinful Knowledge (The Millionaires Social Club) Read Free Page A

looking man as well. His dark thick hair was neatly trimmed and he had the perfect unshaven trim to his facial hair that you would expect to see in a men's cologne ad. He always wore a black suit whenever Emily saw him, but he refused to wear a tie because he said that's what old guys wear. Between Brad and Rick, she always felt she would have a hard time figuring out which one she would let seduce her first.
    SMACK. Rick's hand hit her ass. SMACK. Emily's mind shifted from the confusion she had just five minutes ago in the kitchen to the subconscious biting of her lower lip to savor the seconds after impact.  
    Fuck it Em, she now found herself thinking. You know you would fuck any of these incredibly sexy, rich-as-hell guys in a second. Who are you fooling. Be a god damn slut for once.  
    She looked down at Rick with sly eyes taunting him to do it again. He didn't. He was ready to play games with her. She started to grab the bottle of wine and make her way around to the other side of the table to pour Brad's half full glass. Brad was quick on his command.  
    "No. I want you to pour it from there." Brad knew that by her doing so would mean she would have to make an effort to stretch herself across the table to reach his glass fully exposing her spread pussy and ass in front of the other guests. As she made the stretch, her right tit fell out the top of her maids outfit and she had no choice but to spread her legs to reach the glass which Brad had intentionally pulled further away from her.  
    Todd moved forward to take in the scent of her spread legs. His face was only inches away from her pussy and asshole. He was so close that she could feel the breath from his nostrils blowing lightly on what little stubs of brown hair she had on her shaved pussy.
    Emily looked back to see Cleve grab the bottle and lick the top to wet it. She felt his hand grab her ass cheek and Todd grabbed the other as they parted them. Emily moaned as she felt Cleve push the cold moistened head of the wine bottle into her now soaking wet mound. The lips of her hole parted further apart as Cleve started to glide the bottle in and out. Everything seemed so methodical and casual, much like a well-scripted scene in some bizarre erotic thriller.  
    "Stand up Emily," Brad ordered her. "I want you to leave that bottle inside of you for a while."  
    "Mr. Barker? I,...um..." Emily started.  
    Emily glanced down at the bottle and it took every bit of focus to keep it lodged inside.  
    "Good girl," Brad said as he peered deep into her eyes like he was trying to analyze her soul. "Come over here, Emily."  
    With the bottle inside, Emily wondered how she would actually start walking and how idiotic it would actually make her look.  
    "You can crawl, you know," stated Rick.
    Emily hesitated then slowly made the move to get on all fours. She looked at Brad and he nodded in approval. Emily thought she should feel at least a little shameful about what was happening. This was all so new to her, but the feelings of shame and shock were starting to subside.  
    Adding spice to her sex life was one thing she had been wanting to do for quite some time, but this was now taking it to the extreme.   She had done a little role playing with past lovers. It was just the typical Chained Heat and Oh Daddy things which she experimented with and enjoyed, but never had she even remotely thoughtabout anything like this ever happening.
      Emily slowly got down on her hands and knees making every effort to hold the bottle between her legs. She made her way over to Brad and felt the eyes of everyone follow every move she made the entire time. Brad leaned forward to remove the bottle and she felt a rush of butterflies travel from her gut to her chest in an attempt to escape from her body. She took a light whiff of his cologne and the wood spice odor stirred up the dizziness in her head. She was certain that it was nothing but the best scent that money could buy.  
    "You're