Candy Canes: A Dirty Box Set

by Angela Blake

  Vanessa gave one last look at them both and then stormed out.

  For several moments Michael and Nicole stood in utter silence, shocked and unsure of what to do or what to say. Nicole could only look at Michael and hope he knew what to do next.

  Everything was now out in the open. Vanessa caught them in the act. She walked in on Nicole snooping around. In all honesty, Vanessa held all the cards since she could file for divorce and humiliate both Nicole and Michael in a single move. It was just a good thing that Nicole new Vanessa wasn’t being entirely faithful either and Michael got Vanessa to admit it too. They were in an impasse now.

  “So,” Michael finally said, breaking the silence. “How about we order pizza?”

  Nicole burst out laughing and she couldn’t help but punch Michael softly in the shoulder, “You idiot. Seriously?”

  “Seriously,” Michael answered as he shut the door, locked it and began walking back to the bedroom. “I need to calm down and clear my mind of all this nonsense. I do have to ask though, what were you doing in her bedroom?”

  “I just wanted to know what she looked like,” Nicole answered as she grabbed his hand and walked with him. “I was curious. I wanted to know why you don’t feel anything for her. I wanted to know why I was so important to you and what made me stand out.”

  Michael paused and gave her a kiss on the cheek, “I did love her, once, but that was a long time ago. At one point I honestly did try to make her happy. I thought she was gorgeous and I thought she was hot.”

  “What happened?”

  “I got to know who she really was,” he answered as he led her back to the bedroom. They both hopped onto the bed and Michael cuddled Nicole closely before wrapping them both with his blanket. “It doesn’t take a genius to realize she’s a bitch.”

  Nicole rolled her eyes and said, “Well, that’s true. I figured she was mean since there had to be some reason for you to go out and spend your money on other girls but she leapt over all my expectations. I mean, she’s like the damn Terminator or something.”

  They both chuckled at her comment and both knew it was true.

  “What does this mean, though?” Nicole asked. She leaned back and rested her head on his chest.

  Michael shrugged, “I guess we just continue on. We’ll never even feel her presence now that the truth about everyone’s lives has been spilled out in the open. We don’t need to hide from her and she doesn’t need to hide her activities from me either.”

  That was a reality Nicole never thought would come true. She shut her eyes for a moment and pondered over what it would mean in the near future and what it could result to in the long run.

  Nicole couldn’t sort it all out, though, and just decided to go with the flow. For the time being, she had everything she wanted. For one time in her life she had the hot, rich bad boy and the position to tell his bitchy wife to stay out of their way. It was like high school all over again except this time she was in charge.

  Chapter Nine

  Three days later and they were still together. Michael took her out to the movies and they hung out in the same club they first met in for a dance and some drinks. She got bored on the second day and he was kind enough to take her out shopping.

  By the evening of the third day since Vanessa left Nicole got a call from one of her new employers. She was told they had a photoshoot scheduled for her and she had to report in an hour before the photographers would arrive. That was still a few days away, however, and Michael was elevated to know he could keep her in his manor for a while longer.

  “Why don’t you just move in here?” he asked her that night as they were driving back to her apartment. She had to pick up some new clothes from the laundry and make sure no one broke into her place. “If you just live with me I can take care of you. You won’t have to work and we’ll always be together.”

  Nicole looked at him from the passenger seat. She reached out and held his hand, rubbing his fingers as he gripped on the steering wheel. “You know why I can’t, right? It’s still Vanessa’s home and besides, if I live there then it won’t take long for the press to put two and two together. You’ll headline all the tabloids for weeks.”

  “I’m pretty sure there’s paparazzi already snooping around my house trying to figure out who you are,” Michael told her, his eyes glued to the road. “Vanessa won’t even feel your presence. We can put you up in the second floor and I’ll always stay there with you. When she comes by, she’ll only stay in her room and the facilities in the first floor. She’ll then leave and it’ll be like nothing happened.”

  That was definitely appealing. Nicole took a moment to think about it but there was just so many little details stopping her from accepting the offer.

  “I don’t know, babe,” she told him. “Let’s just take it a little slowly. Let me see how this situation grows with Vanessa. If it turns out all right after a month or two, then sure, I’ll move in. I just don’t want to do it now and end up regretting the decision later on.”

  Michael was silent and she knew he was digesting everything she just told him. Being a rich playboy, it was probably one of the few times anyone ever stood up to him and denied him what he wanted. That slightly agitated Nicole because she feared she might end up becoming exactly like Vanessa.

  “Okay, I get where you’re coming from,” he told her as he took a left turn and entered the apartment compound. “I have to admit I was hoping you’d just agree but at least you’re not flat-out saying no.”

  Nicole nodded, “I’m not saying no. I’m just saying let’s give it some time and if everything looks nice and settled then I’ll definitely move in with you.”

  “Sounds like a plan to me then,” Michael said. He had a beaming look of euphoria emanating from him and Nicole figured she succeeded in managing that situation. “However, I want something in return for my patience.”

  Nicole giggled and wrapped an arm around his just as he parked in front of her apartment, “What do you want, my master?”

  “That’s an appealing term,” Michael commented. “Well, how about we start with taking your hands and using them to undo my zipper.”

  A wicked smile grew on Nicole’s face. She kept her gaze glued to his as she zipped down and reached for his cock. When she grabbed it she noticed it was already getting stiff. She wasted no time in liberating it from his pants and looked with glee as it popped out into the open air. The mere sight of his manhood got Nicole drooling and her pussy began to moisten in anticipation.

  “You’re looking horny already,” Michael also noticed how turned on she was. “Let’s work on that. Come on down, babe, give me the best blow job you can.”

  Nicole didn’t say a single word. She was already thinking of it before he even said it and was halfway down by the time he finished his sentence. She opened her mouth and took his cock in. Toying with it using her tongue, she felt a warm sense of joy whenever he’d jolt, grunt or moan in pleasure.

  Michael took her by the hair and gripped her head with his hands. Nicole knew he was getting really turned on by the way she played with his cock in her mouth and this feeling intensified when he pushed down on her head.

  Instantly she felt his cock thrust deep into her mouth and her throat. Her eyes squinted and for a fleeting second she couldn’t breathe but then her head went up. He gave her half a moment to gather her bearings before slamming her head back down. Her throat constricted, tightening around his cock.

  Nicole loved every second. As she deepthroated his cock she slobbered all over it and moaned in ecstasy. Unconsciously she had reached down between her legs and was playing with her clit as Michael continued to push and pull her head onto his cock.

  In no time at all he exploded, flooding her mouth with his warm cum. She kept his cock in her mouth, swallowing as much of his seed as she could. Some of his fluid began to drool by the side of her lips and she gleefully licked it all clean.

  When she looked up at him
, she saw he was soaking in the moment. His eyes were shut and he was breathing heavily but there was a satisfied look on his face, a look she took pride in knowing it was her who brought it onto him.

  It was at that moment that Nicole felt all the power in the world was in her hands. Even with the truth out in the open, Michael was hers. He wanted her, he desired her, he couldn’t handle losing her and he wouldn’t give her up even with Vanessa already in his life.

  “Baby,” Nicole whispered in a low, sultry voice to seduce him even further. “Baby, I want you to fuck me. Right here, right now.”

  That turned on a switch in Michael that drove Nicole insane. She smiled when she saw how his face lit up like it was on fire. He grabbed her, pulled her out of the passenger seat and placed her on his lap. Michael immediately reclined his chair and then worked on raising her skirt. When he couldn’t find a way to help Nicole out of her panties her grabbed the fabric and tore them right off.

  “Come here baby,” he told her as he guided his cock into her pussy. Nicole let out a soft moan as she felt his manhood penetrate into her flesh. She sat on his cock and felt it burst into her very body and she cooed softly with every moment it rubbed against her flesh.

  “Come here baby,” Michael repeated. “Let me make some magic with you. I’m all yours. You’re mine.”

  Nicole smiled to herself. Those were the words she wanted to hear. Before she let go of her mind and fucked him in his car, she finally took a moment to bask herself in the satisfaction.

  THE END

  TAINTED BILLIONAIRE

  Chapter One

  Nicole looked at her friend, Melanie. The latter was across the table, sitting on a guy’s lap, holding a bottle of beer. The man’s hand was crawling all over her, groping Melanie’s breasts and thigh. Melanie didn’t seem to mind. She loved the extra attention he was giving her.

  “Hey, feeling a little lonely?” a voice asked from behind.

  Nicole turned and saw a man standing by her side, offering her a bottle. Smiling, Nicole took the offer and scooted over to the side. He quickly sat down beside her.

  “New guy, meet Melanie and Danny,” Nicole introduced as she pointed to her friend and the man she was flirting with. “Melanie, Danny, the new guy.”

  “I’m Michael,” the new guy introduced himself. He gave a simple nod off to Danny and Melanie before he turned his attention to Nicole. “Thanks, by the way. I was hoping we could sit down, drink and talk for a little while.”

  Nicole smiled back at him and then said, “Well, I was starting to feel out of place here. She’s got his hands all over her. I got nothing.”

  “Makes me wonder,” Michael told her. “You’re one hot little chick so I’m kind of surprised no one else approached.”

  “You think I’m hot?”

  He raised a finger and toyed with her orange-red hair, “Of course you are. I mean, look at you. You got gorgeous green eyes, fiery hair, your skin is like milk and you got the body of a bombshell. You’re like a walking sex goddess.”

  “Woah, slow down,” Nicole said with a chuckle. “I get it, I make you horny. Petite girls do that. Don’t worry, I ain’t offended. At least someone thinks I’m gorgeous.”

  Michael laughed and took a big gulp from his own drink before he said, “Does that justify the boner I have in my pants right now?”

  “A big guy like you? Aren’t you hard like all the time, even when looking at a wall?”

  Michael laughed again, “That’s a tough thing to say to a guy. I’m not a pervert or anything like that.”

  “But you still go to bars hoping to find a drunk, easy woman to fuck?” Nicole followed up with another question. She wasn’t going to let him into her pants that easily, even when she felt warm and in need of a man’s touch.

  “Maybe,” Michael answered, “or maybe I was just hoping to find someone just as lonely as I am.”

  She looked at him as he said this and for the first time in the few minutes he had been there she finally got a better look at him. Michael was tall, almost six-feet-four, and had a beautiful light tan to his skin. He had dark brown hair and blue eyes and a neatly kept five o’clock beard trimming his chin. He was honestly quite handsome.

  “Melanie already looks quite busy,” Nicole whispered into Michael’s ear. “How ‘bout you and I sneak off and give them some space?”

  He put his bottle down, took Nicole’s hand and then led her away from the table. Nicole turned back one time to check on her friend. She saw Melanie waving good-bye while kissing Danny.

  He led her to his car, parked right outside the club. Inside, the loud music and stench of alcohol and cigarettes died away. They stepped into the passenger seats and quickly she leaned in close to him, resting her head on his chest as he wrapped her with his arms.

  Oddly enough, it felt comfortable.

  “Thank you,” Nicole told him. “To be honest, this is my last night free.”

  “What do you mean?” he asked.

  “Work,” she replied. “I’m down to my last credit card. I need to start job hunting again in the morning. I figured me and Melanie could waste our last extra cash on a dance and some drinks.”

  Michael began to caress her head and hair with his hand, “I guess I’m lucky then. I got into the right place at the right time.”

  “You definitely gave me the drink,” Nicole whispered. “Let’s get onto the dance part.”

  Michael watched as Nicole sat up and moved up to sit on his lap. In the dark he could barely see her but he did see the outline of her body as she began to remove her clothes. The mere sight of her skin made his heart beat a little faster and when he laid sight on her breasts, even in the dark, he felt his blood rushing in anticipation.

  Hungrily, he grabbed her in an embrace and pulled her close. Without thinking he began to nibble and kiss her neck, going up to her ear and to her lips, as she grinded her body against his. He didn’t even notice she had slid her mini-skirt off and was rubbing her bare pussy against his crotch.

  She wanted his warmth. She loved every moment she felt his hands on her body. When he undid his zipper and she caught hold of his manhood she felt nothing but ecstasy and excitement flooding her senses.

  The warm of his lips and his tongue on her flesh made her squirm and moan. Perhaps someone saw them outside. Perhaps no one did. She didn’t care at this point. In the morning, he’d leave her and life would be the same as if nothing happened. All she cared about at this point was the pleasure of his body against hers.

  Nicole took his throbbing rod into her hands and guided it into her flesh. She descended down onto his lap, easing his manhood deep into her as it tore through her aching and wet pussy, and lost her mind.

  Chapter Two

  Nicole woke to the smell of coffee and eggs. She opened her eyes and found herself lying on a strange bed. It was covered in an exquisite comforter and a thick duvet underneath. When she looked around, she discovered that the bedroom was larger than her whole apartment. It even had its own fireplace and a dark, beautiful carpet. To one side she saw a door to a bathroom and a separate powder room. To another side she saw a slightly closed door. It was from this direction she could smell the aroma of breakfast.

  She slowly crept out of bed and discovered she had nothing to wear. All of her clothes from the night before were nowhere to be found. She looked into one of the closets, in which she saw a plethora of male clothing, but fortunately managed to find a dark blue bathing robe that was long enough to cover her private parts. She quickly tied it around her waist and walked out the door.

  Outside the bedroom she found a long hallway. She passed by a couple of doors but they were all shut and she didn’t want to discover who might be inside the rooms. Instead, she simply followed the aroma and eventually walked into a gorgeous kitchen.

  The kitchen had black and white marble tiles and a large island table close to a long counter filled with numerous cooking utensils and appliances. Sh
e spotted a bar with tall barstools. At one end was a pair of ovens and a stove.

  Cooking at this end was Michael, clad only in a pair of boxers and a white tank top.

  “Hey, you’re awake,” he told her the moment he saw her walk in. “I thought you’d be in bed a while longer. I was going to serve you breakfast in bed.”

  “Whose house did we break into last night?” Nicole asked as she took a barstool and sat close to Michael as he cooked. “Where the heck are we?”

  Michael smiled and then waved a finger mindlessly to their surroundings, “Didn’t we have this conversation last night?”

  “I was wasted,” she explained. “I’m sorry if I seem a little ditzy right now.”

  Michael nodded and looked at her as he explained, “Welcome to my humble abode.”

  Nicole’s jaw dropped in surprise.

  “Yeah, you did that too last night,” Michael exclaimed as he focused his attention back to his cooking. “Come on, do I really not look like the kind of guy that would own this sort of house?”

  Nicole looked at him, took a glance at the kitchen around her and then back at him. “No, you definitely do not strike me as that kind of guy.”

  “Well, what kind of guy do I strike you as?”

  “The sort that drives trucks all night for weeks?” Nicole answered. “I also thought military man or someone who worked on boats like a crab fisher or something. You got this really big body so I immediately thought of physical labor of some sort.”

  Michael laughed and shook his head, “Well, I just like to keep in shape. If I didn’t I’d look like a really tall, lanky pencil. To be honest I own a consolidation corporation. You know White Eagle Corp. right?”

  “You’ve got to be kidding me, how old are you?” Nicole just couldn’t believe what she was looking at. How could a guy like this, so young and smoking hot, be this successful? By the sheer look and size of his house he must have been a multi-millionaire or even a billionaire.