EroticReverie

Grant Ellsworth

I'm not a pervert. Lola is the first woman I've ever screwed that could land a normal man with jail time or his name on a registry. But I wasn't a normal man, so when Marcella had brought Lola with her one night for an extra hand to help with serving at one of our parties. I'd told Marcella to bring her again, that I was giving her daughter a job. Because when I'd seen Lola that night, I had to have her. Long brown hair, big brown eyes, her skin flawless, her curves pronounced and even more so now. A fucking stunning mouth that was made for a mans pleasure. A gorgeous smile, and sweet voice. Marcella knew why I wanted her daughter to come back. Knew my plans, even without me saying so. But she brought her. Maybe it makes me an asshole for not caring that Marcella's place in life was poor enough that she'd let a man hire her daughter, simply to sink his dick into her. 

The very first day, after introductions , I made sure Marcella brought her directly to me. The nervous look on Lola's face when I told Marcella to leave her with me and that I'd send her daughter back when I was done introducing myself, oh that look on Lola's face. Nervous, but already knowing what would be expected of her, just being a good girl, and doing what her mother told her to. 

I was Lola's first kiss. Her first blow job. The first man to eat her pussy. The first man to make love to her, to fuck her in every perfect hole she had. The only man. Because that was the rule I'd made after her perfect fucking mouth graced my cock with her first act of service that afternoon. I didn't want anyone else to ever feel that fucking mouth. Her role in my life, her role here working for me, was to serve, only, me. No other men , no boys, outside of our arrangement. She belonged to me. She'd agreed, and I knew it was only due to the fact the money I was offering for her to do so, would help her mother out greatly. But over time, it's become less about the money. Im no fool, I know it definitely is still the number one reason she's so loyal to me. But it's not JUST the money anymore. Even if her mother is sick, and her paycheck here is the only thing keeping anyone in that house of theirs alive and fed and cared for, it's still more to her. 

I know it by the way she sucked my cock harder with Hillary in the room, just to make me groan, to make my wife see just how well she pleases me. I know it by the way she kisses me now as she slips up and down my length, her warm cunt drenching my cock in the wet heaven between her fucking legs. I know it by the way she leaves me little notes to find in my study, or my office. I know it by the little shared smiles. I know by the jealousy in her eyes when she glares at Hillary from across the room, jealousy she'd never admit to, but jealousy that's definitely there. We have incredible sex together. She's passionate, hungry, always wet, always ready, she wants it, even if it's also a job, she wants this. She wants my money, but she wants the sex too, and I'm pretty sure she wants even more than that. 

I groan, my hands grabbing her waist as she moans on my lips and breathes as she rides me slowly still, her hands on the brown leather of the couch behind me, my hands sliding up, undoing the buttons on her uniform. Smiling at the expensive lilac colored lace bra i bought her, with intricate white embroidery, her dark brown nipples, hard behind the lace, glimpes of her areolas peeking through the fabric. One of her nipples pushed hard against a more see through spot of the lace. I grin at the little barbells in her nipples, lifting up, running my thumbs over them. Another thing I bought her. I paid her five thousand dollars to get them done for me last year. Along with the tiny pieces of silver I can feel rubbing against the base of my cock when she comes down. A high ornamental clit piercing, along with the traditionally placed piercing. The orgasm that's currently seizing my fucking cock right now, makes every penny worth it. I watch her cum. Im grinning as her head goes back and she shudders, moaning loudly as she cums, cusring and bucking her hips, my hands dropping to them, pushing and pulling her as she grinds. 

"Such a good little housekeeper, aren't you?" I groan as I cum, spilling into her, filling her with cum. My hips thrusting upward as I groan, and take my release, knowing I can't spend all evening with her. I have an event to get to, and she has to get home to her mother and brother. 

But her hips keeps moving and I grip her hips harder.

"more" she breathes. "please" 

It's not just about the money anymore, and it hasn't been for awhile now.