The boss leads Anna outside and down a paved path. There are people all around. An occasional hat, pair of shorts, or thong scattered throughout but largely it is acres of bare flesh of all sizes and colors. As they walk a few people call out to him. He waves, exchanges pleasantries, and introduces Anna to a few people whose made up names she won’t remember. This is all so easy and familiar for him. Anna just hopes no one notices her wide eyes and blushing face.
When they reach the restaurant, he calls for a table for two. The restaurant is small, with tall tables and high chairs and low tables with padded booths. At one such booth sits a very fat, very bald man smoking a cigar while 6 women sit around the table, each one blonde, young, tan, and small breasted.
“Bill, you certainly have a type,” the boss calls out to the fat man as they pass by.
“A man should know what he likes,” the fat man calls back, laughing.
When they reach their table, the boss pulls Anna’s chair out for her, playfully squeezing her butt as she sits down. Anna blushes and tries to scold him but only a giggle comes out. As soon as he takes his own seat, a small, freckled brunette wearing only an apron comes over.
“Nice to see you again, Mr. Aubergine,” she purrs in a voice surprisingly low and raspy for her size and perhaps a bit too flirty for a professional setting, in Anna’s opinion.
“A Johnny Racecar for mister and for miss to drink?” she says, turning to Anna.
“Gin and tonic, please,” Anna says with a smile, hoping some alcohol will help her relax.
As she leaves Anna leans over the table and whispers, “How do you know Bill over there? He seems to be the life of the party.” She looks over to the fat man, and catches him looking back at her. She quickly turns away, her blush returning. “He seems to be checking me out too.”
“Bill is the food and beverage manager of the resort. He is a man of many appetites,” the boss says. “If you enjoy your food and drink here, and you will, he is the man to thank.” He stops and takes her hand. “He is definitely checking you out. And so is every other guy here. And half the women. You could snap your fingers and find people willing to fuck you six ways to Sunday. You’re the hot new thing.”
The waitress returns with their drinks.
“G and T for miss. Johnny Racecar for mister.”
“Thank you, Jussy. I think we’re ready to order. Two seafood specials. And some fresh table bread,” the boss speaks in his strictly business voice.
She jots down the order and then stands looking back and forth between them.
“Waiting for something, Jussy?” the boss says, annoyed.
“Oh just wondering which of you wants to have me for dessert,” Jussy says smiling.
“Just the food for now will be fine,” he says back.
She pouts and walks away to turn the order in to the kitchen. She wiggles her bare ass at them as she walks away.
“I’m afraid there is going to be a lot of that type of thing, Anna,” he says. “I basically used this place as a sex buffet for a long time.”
Anna watches the waitress walk away and rolls her eyes. Clearly she was expecting something she has had before.
“That’s probably why I have caught women staring daggers at me since we arrived. Clearly you’re very popular here.” She smiles at and giggles. “It’s good to know I intimidate the women and men here.”
She takes a sip of her drink, pauses, then blurts out, “Sir, if you want to invite someone to join us sometime, I wouldn’t complain. But only if you want to. You know how much fun we have alone. I’m not sure I would have as much fun if I had to put attention on more than one person. I enjoy pleasing you so much that I would probably barely pay attention to the other person. But we could try it. If you want to.”
Anna stares looks at her hands, fidgeting with her fingers, trying to wrap her mind around what just came out of her mouth. Sure, she’d thought about it but did she really just tell him?
“Anna, I love to fuck. Clearly. When I was in Asia I fucked some other women. But I learned that I can’t cum with anyone but you anymore. They could suck and fuck me for days. It wouldn’t matter. So even if we invite people to play with us, I could only finish with you,” he says, putting his finger under her chin, and bringing her gaze up to meet his.
“Sir…” she says quietly. “I’m flattered, really. Is that really true? I can’t believe you can only cum for me. That explains the phone call when you were over there.”
“Yes,” he says, kissing her hand. “I needed release. I needed you.”
He gestures around, changing the subject.
“Have you noticed that everyone here has wristbands? It’s the only thing most people have on. The wristbands are a code for the resort. Blue wristbands mean you are available for men. Pink wristbands mean you are available for women. Purple wristbands mean you are available to both men and women. Orange wristbands mean you’re available for anyone for anything at any time. Black wristbands mean you are off limits. All 5 colors are in a drawer back in our room. I am letting you choose what color you want to wear. And what color you want me to wear.”
She looks around. Suddenly she notices colors, having been distracted by the nakedness before. She sees lots of orange and purple. More pinks than blues. Not a black wristband in sight. She takes a deep breath, weighing the implications.
“Well, sir, I’m open to anything, I guess. But only if you’re comfortable with it too. I do appreciate you letting me have the freedom to pick but I’ve never done something like this before. I don’t…” she trails off. “Does this make us swingers? Is that what this is called?”
Anna bites her lip and smiles, feeling her panties dampen a bit at the thought of bringing another person into the bedroom.
“I’ll be honest, it turns me on so much when I get to show you and your skills off. Call it typical rich guy behavior to want to show off his favorite thing,” he chuckles. “We’re not swingers. We’re just… exploring options.”
He pauses, choosing his words carefully.
“If you are truly open to anything, I’d recommend wearing purple and seeing how things go. Wearing orange can be dangerous. It’s like covering yourself in raw meat and walking into the lion cage. And while that can be a lot of fun, I don’t recommend it for your first visit.”
Another pause.
“When we get back to the room, we can put on purple wristbands. Not that I want to be available to men, but if we match it is easier to explain that we are a package deal. If someone wants one of us, they have to take both of us.”
Anna smiles as he speaks about showing her off. Her husband always seemed like he wanted to keep her locked away. Though the experience with Rod is the only time she has shown off her skills she has enjoyed the times they have had someone watch them. Anna’s head whirls with ideas and opportunities and she feels herself growing wetter by the second.
“Purple it is, sir. As long as you’re okay with watching someone else fuck me. Because that will definitely happen. I’m happy to watch you fuck someone else too, if you want me too,” Anna can hardly believe her deep desires are coming out of her mouth.
“Who says I’d just watch?” he says with a sneaky smile. “Any fantasy you have ever had can be filled here. And safely. If you see something or someone you want just say so. We’ll have a code word. If you say ‘Carolina’ I’ll know you found someone who piques your interest. And I’ll make it happen.”
She winks and takes his hand. “Thank you, sir. For everything. I didn’t need any of this special treatment or need to be spoiled. I was just expecting to make the company better when I started, now look at me.”
At this point Jussy returns with their food and Anna smiles at her and thanks her.
“Now let’s eat, I’m famished, even though I had a sweet appetizer beforehand…” Anna looks at Jussy and winks.
“Lucky bitch,” she mutters as she walks away, annoyed.
“Jussy is a bit of a brat. A nice girl but a brat. Very different from her sister. And her mother,” he says.
Anna raises an eyebrow at him.
“Well I didn’t have them at the same time,” he chuckles. “Not all 3 anyway.”
“Let me guess you had the sisters at the same time?” she smiles and takes a bite of her food. It tastes expensive. Like luxury. Like a world she doesn’t know how to live in but is trying to learn.
“You can guess what you’d like. In this case you’d be guessing wrong,” he says, grinning.
The two of them are silent for a few moments, letting the food refuel them.
Anna doesn’t speak but her mind keeps spinning.
“Any fantasy, sir? So if I wanted two men at once… You’d make that happen? Especially if I wanted you to watch?” she blurts out before she can stop herself. She immediately worries she has crossed a line and blushes.
“Any fantasy at all, Anna. You’ve sucked my tailor’s cock. You’ve fucked me while my limo driver watched. You’ve fucked me in front of my ex wife. You’ve talked me off from around the world. You’ve probably swallowed a gallon of my cum. Not to mention taking it in your other holes,” he says trying to pretend listing her accomplishments isn’t creating a bulge in his shorts. “You have never said no to any sexual activity I have posed to you. While you are here, a world away from anyone you know, where no one will find out anything you don’t want them to… Indulge. Nothing is off limits. Nothing is too depraved. By the time we leave here next week I don’t want you to feel like there is any fantasy you haven’t fulfilled.”
He pauses and looks at her.
“Paradise is your playground, Anna. I brought you to sexual Disney World with a pass to anything you have ever wanted.”
Anna tries to process what she has just been told. “I appreciate your honesty, sir. I look forward to some new experiences. And business, of course.”
She smiles and touches her lingerie to find she has soaked through her panties.
“Sir,” she whispers, “I think you should know how fucking wet I am right now. Can we hurry up so you can fuck me like a proper slut?”
She winks and bites her lip, eating with one hand, her other still under the table. She has never spoken to him like this before.
He is silent. She hopes she didn’t overstep her role.
“You didn’t think I’d let someone else fuck you first, did you?” he grins
She puts her fork down.
She wants him.
Now.
“We don’t have to wait for the check. Everything is billed to my account,” he says, getting up, his cock straining against his shorts. He stands next to her.
“Get up to our room and take your fucking clothes off,” he growls in her ear.
Anna stands and walks away, swaying her hips and undoing her robe, letting it flow behind her. She can feel every eye in the room on her and it just excites her more. If he had said he wanted to fuck her right there, she wouldn’t have objected. In fact, he wishes he had.
She catches more looks as she walks down the path to their suite. She is awash in adoration. She soaks it up even as she soaks her panties more. She glides up the stairs and undoes her corset, throwing it off, followed by the stockings and heels. She leaves her panties on, hoping for a little bit of punishment for not obeying his order fully. She lays on her back on the bed and slips her hand into her panties, feeling her wetness, teasing her pussy, waiting for him to arrive. Letting her moans get louder so they greet him before he has even opened the door.
He walks in and shoves his shorts off. His cock is already throbbing. He doesn’t bother shutting the door in his haste to get to her.
“Anna, you wouldn’t try to hide your pussy from me, would you?” he says, gripping the front of her panties.
He doesn’t wait for an answer and roughly pulls them off.
“Here is what is going to happen. I am going to eat your fucking pussy to remind you who it belongs to. And I’m going to keep eating it until you beg me to fuck you. Are we absolutely clear, slut?”
With the last syllable he pushes two fingers inside of her. She smiles and gasps, arching her back as he pushes into her.
She looks him in the eye. “Yes sir. Crystal fucking clear,” she gasps before closing her eyes and preparing herself for his mouth, tongue and fingers to take control.
Shoving her thighs open wide he foregoes his usual tenderness. His fingers deep inside of her, he pushes his tongue between her lips and starts moving it up and down.
Up and down.
Up.
And.
Down.
He slides his fingers out of her and uses them to spread her lips, his slick finger tips tracing her delicate folds. Then taking his thumb and finger he starts to roll her clit between them while shoving his tongue deep into her hole. He starts tongue fucking her faster while changing pressure and motion on her clit. Her body belongs to him and he demands her pleasure. His aggression for her pleasure sets her body on fire. She groans, moans, and screams as his assault on her pussy continues.
“Oh fuck…. Bruce…. Shit …” she grunts as his tongue explores her deeply. For a moment she realizes she has said his name. She’s never done that before. She is unable to ponder it long as he pinches her clit and moans into her. She grasps her nipples, pinching and twisting them, trying desperately to excite her body above the waist as much as he is below. Her legs shake and her eyes start to water as he turns her into a puppet of pleasure.
He slides his tongue out of her and swaps positions. Two fingers pistoning in and out of her, tapping her g spot wildly. His lips wrapped around her clit. Sucking.
Harder.
Harder.
His grunts and moans muffled by her pulsing womanhood. He shows no mercy. Her body is only an object for him to please and take pleasure in. She has unlocked the lustful animal inside of him. He craves her body.
He must have her.
All of her.
He reaches his hand up and shoves his finger into her mouth. She reflexively starts to suck it. When the digit is good and wet, he pulls it from her mouth and circles her asshole with it before sliding it in. His hands working in concert to please her.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Her clit firmly between his lips. Sucking. Hard. His tongue dashing across her pearl.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Anna screams louder, no longer caring who hears. This is the most intense pleasure she has ever felt. She won’t hold back. She can’t hold back.
“Fuck, Bruce! I’m going…. To… Cum …” her words dribble breathlessly from her mouth as she squirms, trying to get away, not wanting to cum just yet. But he don’t let her. His arms wrapped around her thighs, he gives her a look that says to hold still or else there will be consequences.
“OH GOD,” she screams as her orgasm peaks, cumming hard. One orgasm after another for what feels like an hour.
He moans around her clit, not stopping but riding out her climaxes.
This is usually when he would stop. He would slow down and then stop. But not this time. He pops his lips off his clit, realizing they are swollen from sucking so hard for so long.
“I gave you directions, slut. I will not stop until they are followed,” he growls, his cock throbbing between his legs.
He wraps his lips back around her sensitive clit and resumes fucking her holes with his fingers. Anna shudders and he eyes water as he continues, the sensation now so intense she can’t decide if it is painful or pleasurable. Her head spins as she feels another orgasm growing. She has never cum again so fast. Her body starts to shake uncontrollably. She opens her mouth to scream but her orgasm peaks and steals her words. Tears stream down her face as she is unable to breath for what feels like hours.
As her body stops spasming her lungs gasp for air. She desperately seeks enough air to speak. He doesn’t stop.
“P…p…please, sir… Please…” But she can’t get the words out. Her chest is heaving, her body is limp, pleasure continuing to wash over it in ways she has never experienced before.
“Oh God… Sir… Fuck… Bruce…” She feels another orgasm growing. She can’t handle another one. She musters all of her strength to grab two handfuls of his hair and pull his mouth off of her.
“Fuck me, sir. Please,” she manages to say breathlessly, her body aching yet craving him more.
He smiles.
He removes his finger from her ass.
His two fingers from her pussy.
Anna jumps as he gently kisses her clit before standing up. He rests the head of his cock on her lips. Throbbing. But not entering her.
“That’s a good slut,” he says, stroking his cock, rubbing her cum up and down his shaft and over his head.
He wraps his arms around her thighs again and pushes himself into her. Her pussy still spasming slightly. Pulsing around him. He starts to fuck her in long, slow strokes, his entire length being inserted and removed with each thrust.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
A slow, methodical pace to let her adjust to him being inside of her.
Then faster.
Harder.
Pumping into her sweet cunt. He growls and moans loudly at the sky. He has lost no aggression. Only repositioned it. He watches her breasts bounce wildly as he drives himself into her. Gripping her thighs harder for leverage.
Shaking, she pushes herself up onto her arms and wraps her arm around his neck. She wants to feel as close to him as possible. His grip on her thighs never letting up, she moans knowing it will leave bruises so anyone who joins us them will know she belongs to him.
“Cum inside me, sir….please….” she begs as his cock pumps in and out of her, hard and fast. Her pussy gripping him tightly, spasming from having already experienced such intense pleasure.
He pushes her back onto the bed. Anna can tell by the way his body stiffens that he is on the edge. His legs shaking. His balls contracting. He gives her one last deep pump before he explodes inside of her. She screams with delight, loving the feeling of his cum pumping deep inside of her.
He falls forward, catching himself. Pinching her nipples between his thumb and fingers and pushing hit tongue into her mouth while he cums. After what seems like minutes his cock stops spasming. He pulls out of her and rolls onto the bed next to her, out of breath.
“Every time I think you can’t make me cum harder, you find a way,” he says, gasping for air. Kissing her lips and neck.
“That wasn’t too intense for you, was it? Some thing just came over me. We talked about you fucking other men and I felt compelled to come make your body mine,” he pants.
Still shaking, she rolls over and snuggles into his side, kissing his chest and neck, accepting his kiss on her lips happily.
“I can’t say I’m not proud of myself,” she giggles. “Even if you did all the work this time.”
Still catching her own breath, she looks at him, “No, sir. That was not too intense. I love when you claim me as your slut. You can fuck me any way you want any time you want.”
She tries to give him a teasing look but her body aches too much. She asks innocently, “Is there a bathtub here? I’d love nothing more than a nice hot soak after that. Would you like to join me?”
He kisses her again. “Of course there is a bath tub. A large, Jacuzzi tub. Let me go start it up for you.”
As he gets up he starts laughing.
“Looks like I should call housekeeping for some new sheets while I’m at it. Somehow we made a mess.”
He disappears into the bathroom. Anna hears the tub jets start up. After a few minutes, he appears in the doorway. The warmth of the room has brought forth her nail, finger, and bite marks on his skin, glowing red.
“Looks like I got mauled,” he chuckles. “And yet I didn’t feel a thing. Come join me in the tub, won’t you?”
Anna smiles and stands, walking on shaky legs to him, wrapping her arms around him, and kissing him deeply. She looks down at herself, seeing the bruises starting to form on her thighs and giggling.
“Me too. I guess whoever we ask to join us will know what to expect when they see us.”
He helps her into the tub and sits behind her so she can lean back against him. His hands stroke her thighs and breasts gently, slowly bringing her back down to earth.
“That was incredible, sir. I’ve never seen you like that before,” she says, turning her head and kissing him sweetly.
“I have done a lot of fucking in my life. I have never fucked anybody like that. It was almost like an out of body experience. Except I was deep inside your body,” he says, chuckling. “Maybe the idea of someone else fucking you just made me need to make sure I could fuck you better before they get the chance.”
“I wasn’t complaining,” she giggles. “I don’t know if anyone can fuck me like you just did. I’d love to see them try though.”
He looks down at their various love marks.
“Probably a good thing we need to dress for our first day at the conference tomorrow. No good trying to do business looking like a crime scene.”
“I guess you’re right. I love the marks though, sir. Makes me remember how good it all was.” She kisses him deeply again.
“What are we doing tomorrow anyway? When is the gala?” she asks.
“Tomorrow is the opening of the conference. Listen to speeches. Rub elbows with other companies. Fill up your swag bag with samples and gifts from vendors. It’s dull but necessary,” he says.
“And I’ll be with you the entire time? Or will we need to separate for various things?” she asks, her business brain kicking into gear. “Who should I be looking to meet and who should I avoid?”
“I won’t leave your side. These people will try to eat you alive. Tomorrow will be a lot of me introducing you, you shaking hands, fending off unnecessary hugs from strangers. Business is a dirty world. They probably want to fuck you literally but also in business.”
“I understand, sir. I will be wary of those I meet, especially those who seem very touchy up front. Good thing I packed clothes to cover my cleavage a bit so as to not draw too much attention. I have other options too, should you think I need to wear other things,” she says, all business.
“I think tomorrow will need to be recovery for both of us. A massage maybe. That sounds nice,” she sighs, smiling at him, business giving way to luxury again.
“The gala is on Saturday evening. We have a little something at the conference every day. The rest is ours to fill with whatever dreams you have.”
He splashes her and chuckles, “Or for you to try to suck every cock in the resort if you want to.”
“Maybe you’d like that since you like to watch me work so much, dirty man,” she says, splashing him back.
He gets up out of the tub and grabs a towel.
“Massages, hm? Did you want me to schedule you a happy ending right away?” He winks.
He heads out of the bathroom before she can answer and comes back holding her purple wristband, his is already around his wrist.
“For your pleasure, m’lady,” he says, slipping it onto her. “Keep that on until we are back on the jet to head home.”
He turns to grab her a towel.
“You’ll see wristbands at the conference. A lot of other business people are staying here at the resort. But just like we don’t discuss business here, we don’t discuss pleasure there. But if you see your “Carolina” tell me and I will help you find them back here.”
Anna looks at the wristband and rubs it, excited for what it could mean in the coming week. “I will certainly keep my eye out, sir. And I’ll want your opinion as well. You know better than anyone what pleases me.”
He holds out the towel and yanks it away as she stands up. She mock pouts at him.
“I know we just fucked like a couple of animals in heat. But I still like to look,” he says biting his lip.
After a moment he gives in and hands her the towel, helping her wrap it around herself.
His towel drops to the floor.
“I hope you don’t mind but I sleep naked,” he says.
She giggles and drops her towel. “What a coincidence. So do I. If you think you can control yourself.”
He leads them back to the bed, which has been remade with fresh sheets.
“What say we see how this bed does for sleeping instead of just recreational activities?” he says, laying back and letting out a satisfied groan.
Anna lays next to him, letting his arms surround her.
“Sleep sounds nice, sir. Thank you. For everything.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hf8mqk/the_pleasure_of_business_an_erotic_novel_chapter