EroticReverie

We decide that we've had enough of playing with other people for the day, and Julien dismisses Farrah and James when we get back to his room. After they both dress and leave, Julien and I eat dinner prepared by the chef on his fricken yacht. Yes, a chef, specifically for his yacht. I'm sure if I ever saw Juliens bank account I'd throw up at exactly how wealthy he is. 

I'm wearing a yellow linen sundress at dinner that we have out on the main deck where we had sex earlier. Someone has set up a small table with fake candles, because the wind of the ocean would surely be putting out any real ones. 

"I told you it'd be cold out here." Julien says cutting his steak with a knife smirking at me with his I told you so face. 

"I'm fine" I say shivering and trying to keep from rubbing the goosebumps on my arm.

"Your nipples tell a different story" he says popping the steak on the tip of his fork into his mouth and I shiver and laugh. 

He sets his fork and knife down, stands up. 

"I'll go get you something." He says.

"Julien , I'm fine" I say and reach out to stop him and he looks at me. 

"I enjoy seeing you tortured Price, but not like this." he smirks and and walks away. 

I bounce my feet under the table, wrapping my arms around myself, and rubbing my arms. He's back within a few minutes and hands me a plain black hoodie, with the Versace Medusa logo on the front in plain white. I internally wonder how much it costs, and why it's any different from a 15 dollar hoodie from walmart. 

But I smile pulling it over my head, realizing it may just be a bit more cozy feeling than the fabric of a walmart hoodie, but still doubting it's worth whatever price he paid for it. 

"Better?" he asks sitting down across from me. 

I nod and smile. "Thank you"

"Mhm" he says and starts to cut another piece of steak.

I look at him, in a pair of blue jeans, and his perfect fit white crew neck t shirt. I like seeing him in normal clothes. His suits are a panty dropper obviously, but, everything on him...is a panty dropper. I watch the muscles in his arm flex slightly.

I start to eat my dish, a chicken marsala, because i'm not big on steak, and we talk in between bites.

"After dinner, I have to take an important call for work." He says, his eyes looking up at me, trying to catch if i'm disappointed. 

I stop chewing for a moment, and then continue to chew. Because I am disappointed, he promised me an uninterrupted trip, but I suppose I knew better. Someone who runs a company that makes them that rich, doesnt ever really get time off. 

I swallow my bite of food and wipe the corner of my mouth with a napkin. 

"How long will it take?" I ask look back at him. 

He continues to cut his next piece of steak. 

"An hour at most." he says and forks the next bite into his mouth. 

I sigh. 

"I wouldn't take it if I didn't have to." he says. "But it's important."

I sigh again. "No, I know that. I just..." I give a slight laugh at my naivety. 

"I know" he says. "I'm sorry. But there's an account we have to deal with immediately, before we lose them, and unfortunately...they only deal with yours truly." he says with a sigh. 

I nod. "I understand..I'm just...selfish and want you to myself." I say and he smiles. 

"I promise no more work after this call" he says.

I give him a yeah right look. He winces.

"Don't make me promises we both know you can't keep....it's fine...I get it...really." I say. 

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Once we're done eating, Farrah is the one to come take our plates, and ever the professional doesn't make flirty eyes with either of us, just does her job and clears our dinners for us. 

"Come here" Julien says after she walks away.

I smile and get up and walk over. 

Rounding the table, he's already holding his arm out and then pulls me and sits me sideways in his lap.I giggle as I wrap my arms around his neck, his one hand on my lower back, the other holding onto my outer thigh. 

"Don't start anything you can't finish before that important phone call sir" I say , flirting and he smiles. 

"I have a few minutes before the call" he says and his hand slides down my thigh over my dress and then back up it. I smirk biting my lip.

I kiss him and his mouth takes over mine, his tongue parting my lips and I immediately moan into his mouth. 

"Spread your legs" he whispers against my mouth. My outer leg pushes open for him and his hand slips right to my pussy, his fingers finding my clit immediately and rubbing. I kiss him hard , and gasp quietly into his mouth. 

The table is small, but Julien puts me from his lap to the table, I shiver as he spreads my legs, I lift and part them, leaning back, my hands on the edge of the opposite side of the table. His face goes between my legs , pushing my dress up. 

I let out a deep breath as his tongue makes contact and laps slowly over my clit, his finger sliding right into me. 

I say his name, panting it as his tongue whirls around my clit, lick , lick, suck, lick lick, suck, over and over and his finger pushing deeper, curling inside me. 

"God fuck me" I whimper as he fingers me faster and his mouth sucks my clit harder and I gasp. 

"Julien!" I cry out already ready to cum for him. My legs shake and I pant heavily as I feel it come crashing through me. The wave of my orgasm filling my body, making every nerve tingle , every part of me tremble with pleasure as he makes me cum for him, his finger sliding out, as he finishes me off on my clit, lapping at my sensitive spot as I cry out, my orgasm send shock after shock and my toes still curled as I curse and grab his head with one hand, lifting his head and then whimpering as I slide into his lap from the table, grabbing his face and kissing him deeply. 

He groans, his hands on my hips, sliding up my back under his sweatshirt , up and down my back, his large hands caressing me through my dress. 

"Mister Bryant, sorry to interrupt" comes a males voice. Our mouths breaking apart, Julien groans and looks over my shoulder, and I do too. One of his staff members.

"The call is set up in the office room, they're waiting for you" says the man. 

I feel my heart deflate. 

Julien nods. "Thank you. Please let them know I'm coming and will only be another minute." 

The guy nods and turns and walks away. 

"You have an office on the yacht?"I ask turning to him. 

He laughs slightly. I sigh as he lifts me up from him lap, standing. 

"Yes, just a small one, sometimes I host meeting here as well, entertain them...then close the deal" he says. 

I nod standing and look at him, giving a little pout. 

"Be quick" I say and reach up and grab his face and he smiles leaning down letting me kiss him.

"I'll do my best." he smiles against my mouth and kisses me once more, and walks me to the suite, before kissing me again and telling me he'll be back as soon as it's wrapped up. 

--

I decide during my wait for him to return, I'll enjoy the hot tub. 

All of the bathing suits Julien bought are pretty much nothing, so I just go without one, wrapping his bathrobe around me, taking a towel with me and my phone. 

I set my phone and towel down by the side of the hot tub and slip in. 

It's a relaxing 102 degrees and takes the goosebumps from the breeze of the open air away. I lay back in the hot tub and jump when a female voice startles me. 

Farrah. 

"Would you like anything to drink Miss Price?" she asks, blinking as if I didnt ever have her pussy on my mouth, or my tongue inside of her. 

"Oh, um...no, that's okay" I say and sit up, and I don't miss the slight slip of her eyes as they find my tits above the water. 

She smiles as she quickly averts her eyes. "Any fruit, or anything else, a speaker to play some music?" she asks. 

I shake my head. "No, that's alright...thank you though" 

"Of course, I'm right around the corner , in the staff's room, so just yell if you need anything." she says. 

"Actually.." I say. 

She places her hands , clasped in front of her. 

"Can I um....this is weird...can I request for you to hang out with me?" I say. 

She gives a genuine smile. "Of course Ma'am" she nods. 

I scrunch my nose. "Can you call me Jenna too?" 

She nods and smiles. "Of course." 

"and can we stop pretending we werent just naked together a few hours ago?" I ask. 

Farrah laughs and nods. "Yea, that'd be a lot easier." 

I laugh too and gesture to the hot tub. 

"We can't um...touch each other or anything...but you're more than welcome to get in with me if you'd like." I say.

"Would you like me to wear a swim suit?" She asks. 

I scrunch my nose. "Um, you can if you'd like to...whatever you prefer...swim suit, naked, in your uniform, whatever you're comfortable with" I laugh. 

"I prefer nude if that's alright." she says. 

I nod. "Good choice." 

She smiles, and I don't look away as she undresses. Instead I take in every inch of her, feeling like I could definitely bury my face between her thighs again right now. My mouth waters and I lick my lips and she cocks her brow. 

"How many times have you been naked on his yacht before today?" I ask. 

She laughs. "Just today." She says , stepping into the hot tub, and I watch every inch of her perfectly smooth skin sink into the water. 

"But you've seen lots of other women naked, lots of staff gets naked with him too?" I ask.

She shrugs. "Not all staff, as it always switches. The company I work for, staffs us on a lot of millionaire, billionaire, wanna be millionaries, yachts in the area. " she gives a laugh " I've been on Mr. Bryant's yacht only a handful of times. I've heard it can get, very.....naked. " she laughs and I do too. 

"Yeah, he's admitted as much." I say with a shrug.

"I've never heard any stories of him bringing just ONE girl....by himself on here though." she gives a little smirk. 

I blush. "Yeah" 

"Has someone tamed Mr. Bryant? Do I have to tell other girls at work that you've crushed their dreams of locking him down?" she laughs. 

"I really don't think anyone can lock him down....plus...you can tell them he's a pain in the ass...very hot.....yet very much an asshole too" I say half joking. She laughs. 

"So last time you were on here , working...was it a party, or what?" I ask. 

She shrugs. 

"Business men. All in suits, we were docked, didn't actually leave the port or anything. He had a meeting I think, then, for dinner a bunch of...well dressed...females...showed up."

I  laugh. 

"Escorts?" I ask. 

She shrugs. "I assume so, but cant say for sure." 

I nod. "Sounds very Julien...sounds very much like the slime ball business partners of his i've met." 

She gives a little laugh.

"So how'd you meet?" She asks and slides across the hot tub to sit next to me. We both lean our heads back. 

I sigh. "I'm his personal assistant." 

She laughs. "Ahh, I see."

"Yeah, I'm a dumbass aren't I ?" I say.

"Why do you say that?" She laughs. 

"Cause I let my boss screw me" I say. 

She laughs. "But he's...a hot boss" she says and I laugh. 

"I just feel ....stupid...because now he doesn't want me to work...he wants be to just be......his." I say. 

"So,....you...WANT to work?" she asks

"Yeah!" I say. "But he refuses, says he will take care of me. But I dont want his money. I dont want to let him take care of me, because hes gonna get rid of me when i get a wrinkle too many and find someone hotter, and i'll be on my ass." I say. 

She laughs. 

"I think you're worrying too much about the future. Of course things can change, it's good to be aware....but if you worry too much about what's ahead, you ruin what's happening now." she shrugs.

"Yea" I say with a sigh. 

"He drives me crazy." I groan and sink under the water a bit more, lowering my shoulder beneath the water. 

"Mhmm, I dont doubt it." she says.

"How long have you two been together?" she asks. 

I sigh. "I don't know....um ...days..it's been...pretty....fast" I say, her eyes widen. 

"You're living half of the cities dream right now. Every female would kill for your spot right now. Enjoy it. Live it up." she says an nudges me with her elbow. 

"Are you only talking to me right now because he pays you, and you have to do what his guests request?" I ask.

She laughs. 

"No. If I hadn't wanted to hang out with you, I would have said I had to tend to something. But I think I like you" she teases. "You're not too bad" she winks playfully. 

"Gee thanks" I laugh. 

She laughs. "Most women who come on yachts like this with rich men, whether they are wives, girlfriends, mistresses, escorts, ...they act like their shit doesnt stink. They don't try to converse with the help" she says. 

"Ahh" I nod. "Yeah...no..my shit definitely stinks"

Farrah laughs. "Well, mine does too, so...I guess that's why I like you." she smiles. 

I smile back too. "Thanks"

"Mhm" she nods and then she bites her lip, and her nose gives a little twitch as she grins. "Plus I like how you ate my pussy earlier" she winks and giggles , then laughs. 

I laugh too and look at her. "Yeah?"

"Oh yeah, for sure. I definitely would like to volunteer for any future roles of side chick in your guys bedroom." she says with a slight laugh. 

"noted" I say with a laugh. "I'll make sure Julien is aware just incase he tries to surprise me again. 

"So , it's an open relationship?" Farrah asks. 

I shrug. "Not really....he just likes...watching me with other people."

"And you? Do you like watching him with other people?" she asks.

I chew my lip. "Yes and no." I say and she smiles sweetly.

"But mostly no?" she asks.

I laugh. "I think so." 

She smiles. "I wouldn't want to share him either....or you." she nudges. 

"And all he did was keep looking at you while he was fucking me" she says.

I laugh. "I didnt believe him" 

"Oh he did, he might not like watching you with guys as much as he thinks he does either." she stated. 

I shrug. "Maybe"

Me and Farrah sit talking , passing flirty comments and looks at one another for awhile until she tells me she actually does have some stuff to get done for morning but to let her know if I need anything. 

I stand up with her as she goes to get out of the hot tub and she smiles, her eyes passing over my tits and stomach as we both stand in the water. My eyes pass over her too. 

"I really enjoyed hanging out." she smiles. 

"Me too" I nod, and she steps closer. 

I bite my lip, she grins and I can't help myself but I pull her to me, to just feel her body against mine, our wet skin, our wet tits against each others. 

She grins. "NOW you make a move?" she giggles. I slip my hand to her face and pull her to me, and we kiss softly. Her perfect lips against mine as we hold our bodies to one anothers. 

Our kisses grow harder,deeper and we moan quietly as he rub against one another, our hands gliding over each others back sides. 

"I'd like to return the favor of earlier" Farrah breathes against my lips. 

I moan and take her mouth and we both sink back into the water. I wrap my legs around her as she kneels in the bottom of the hot tub, I pant heavily as the hot water surrounds out, feeling out hard nipples brush over one another. 

"I don't if I'm allowed to" I say panting into her mouth. "But god, I want to" I moan. 

"Ask him?" Farrah says as she puts me on the side of the hot tub in one of the seats and then straddles me , grabbing my face as we kiss wildly. My hands on her ass  pulling her into me. 

"Important...meeting..." I pant into her mouth. "Cant interrupt" 

Farrah groans and her hands are on my tits, massaging them, rubbing her palms over my nipples and then up behind my neck. 

"Let me eat your pussy Jenna" she breathes. 

I whimper, because, as always, I'm horny as hell and even though Julien just ate me out after dinner, I already need more. 

"I cant" I pant. 

Farrah groans my name and kisses my neck up to my ear. 

"I want to know what you taste like." she breathes into my ear, I grab her harder. 

"Fuck, we have to stop...I dont even know if I should be making out with you" I say. 

After a few more seconds I pull away and shake my head. I tell her we can't, not until I know what Julien is and isn't okay with. 

Farrah accepts it, both of us getting out of the hot tub, I give her my bathrobe, I take the towel. I walk to her to the staffs rooms and I kiss her goodnight. Like we're fucking dating or something. She smiles. 

"Goodnight Miss Price" she winks. Kisses me once more and then closes the door. 

I walk back to my room and right before entering the same guy from earlier that set up Juliens call for him stops me. 

"Mr. Bryant apologizes Ms. Price, but his call is running longer than expected." he says, and I look down at my phone realizing, that it's been over 90 minutes.

"Did he say how much longer he'd be?" I ask. 

"Afraid not ma'am" the man says. 

I sigh. "Okay..where's the office?" I ask. 

"Third level miss, but he also told me to tell you, urging me to assure you while he wants your company, he is unable to be disturbed. That you should refrain from interrupting. " he says. 

I scowl slightly. "Okayyy" I say. 

"Well when he gets a minute, can you tell him I told him to go fuck himself?" I say.  

He nods. "He anticipated you would be upset and told me that he apologizes." 

I roll my eyes. "Tell him he's a pain in my ass and to sleep on the fucking deck when he's done" I say.

"Yes ma'am" he nods. 

I roll my eyes and walk into the room and throw my towel on the floor and phone onto the table and then shower, cleaning the hot tub water from me and my hair. 

Afterwards I lock the sliding doors, and the door to the suite room, and give a dirty look at his Narnia closet of pain and scowl as I climb into the bed. I dim the lights , and I go to sleep angry. But with a smile, thinking of him sleeping on the deck, even though I know theres plenty of other spaces for him to go that arent outside on the deck.