Manic Monday: The Billionaires Temptations

by Wells, Annalise

  “Yes, but somebody will my dear, there is always somebody who knows where you are or where you are going,” he says, “we just have to find that person.

  “So, then Sherlock, where do we start?”

  “Simple, the place to start is where you nearly ended it… at the club,” David explains as he sips his extra creamed coffee, “is there anyone there who could know where he went?” he adds.

  “The bar staff may know, I can call them, “I say as I reach for my cell phone.

  I dial the number, “Hi, this is Shona, just quickly, have you any idea where Beau went when he left the club?” I ask.

  I listen intently.

  “Ah, I see, yep, gotcha,” I say as I listen to the voice on the phone.

  “Well, any joy, where did he go? David asks excitedly.

  “He got a cab from outside, but the staff said the cabbie is a regular at the club,” I explain.

  “We just have to find that cabbie and if he is a regular he may be at the club, or maybe the firm has his cell number.” David drags me from my seat.

  “Where are we going?” I ask.

  “We are going my dear, to find that damned cabbie,” he replies as we leave the café.

  We quickly head towards the club and can see a line of cabs all parked waiting, “Who are we looking for?” David asks.

  “And old guy, Pappy, they call him.”

  I approach the first cab.

  We check the six cabs in the queue and Pappy is not among them, shit I am stuck now, I think to myself.

  One cabbie we found has Pappy’s cell but it is turned off, and we stand there thinking, when a cab pulls up at the back of the line. I can see it is an old guy and run towards the cab.

  “Pappy?” I ask.

  “Yes, who is asking?” he says.

  “I am from the club, quickly… where did you take Beau this evening?” I ask excitedly.

  “Well Missy, he said he wanted a drink and I took him to Hotel Stardust, so he is probably on the top floor if he is still there, a very classy joint that is,” he replies.

  “Thank you, Pappy,” I say as I kiss him on the cheek.

  “Where is your apartment?” David asks.

  “Just around the corner,” I reply, “why?”

  “We know where he may be, you have to let him know,” David says, “we are taking you home to get you dressed, time is of the essence,” he adds.

  We quickly rush to my apartment and immediately open my closet.

  “Jesus Christ,” David says, “and you only sometimes ask me for shopping tips,” he adds.

  “Mainly work clothes, unfortunately,” I reply.

  “So, come on then, get freshened up and I will start looking at what we have got in here for you,” David says, “if we are lucky you can catch him,” he adds.

  I quickly freshen up and put on some makeup, and I can hear David muttering to himself in my closet.

  I exit the bathroom and David has filled the bed with possible outfits and shoes.

  “Accessories over there, and they will match all of these,” David says as he points to the dresser.

  “What do you suggest?” I ask.

  “Well, Pappy says the Stardust is a classy place so we need elegant but not over the top, it is a hotel and not a gala dinner,” he explains.

  “We have, black, blue, silver and of course red, no, not the red, too much of a cliché. And we have the green. Now hold them up and I will see,” he says.

  I hold the dresses up one by one, and David “ums,” and “aahs” as he deliberates with himself which one is the best.

  “Black, is super fine and you look super-hot, but the wrong message may be given, the blue is nice… then again you look super-hot, but it maybe not the right time. Hmm, no, forget the blue. The green my dear, you don’t just look super-hot, you look divine, and if he doesn’t want you when he sees you in this, I will have him,” David says with a chuckle.

  I slip into the green dress and David finishes my hair, he is right, I do look like a million dollars, somewhat understated and very, very classy. The message I wish to portray is very clear. Beau, I was wrong with what I said, and I want to be yours, that is if you will have me, I think to myself.

  Now all that is left to do is to find Beau, and let him know how I really feel before it is too late. I feel like I need to go but apparently, my hair needs to be fixed into an exotic bun or something. I am so grateful to have David as my best friend. Small miracles happen and big ones too. Fingers crossed.

  “Great advice has never been truer.”

  Beau

  “Now I’m fine, aren’t I?”

  I had to do it now. The divorce had to go through, otherwise, I was going to go crazy. I needed to let Shona know that we had to be together. Not just maybe... we fucken had to.

  I never realized how much I wanted it before. Until I went to get myself plastered. I mean that was just me hitting rock bottom.

  She clearly loved me even though she was stuck in circumstances she couldn't control. Fuck! I wasn’t going to lose my Monday girl. Plus, she knew my secret too. I never share my secrets, but Shona is different.

  My mind races…

  "Hello gorgeous!” says Shona sitting on my lap in an aqua-blue, silky dress that flows perfectly from her waist and only just covering her secret place.

  "Hi, there Monday girl. I've missed you, a week is too long." I look at her perfect cleavage as she licks the back of my ear, erotically.

  Fuck, she smells like peaches and cream.

  "What are you gonna do to me tonight?" she whispers in my longing ear.

  Fuck, I want her right now on this damn velvet chair.

  "I want you now, Beau," she says.

  My cock rises and I feel like she's mine for real. She makes me feel that way... wanted. I'm sure all of the other guys feel it too, but she is mine tonight and Mondays. I love the way she speaks, touches me and makes me feel like I'm the last guy on Earth. Because I need to feel something. My family is cold and money hungry. And I like to think that I'm not a total fucking prick. I hate the way they only care about stuff. My mom was the only one who ever really understood that there was more to life than just material objects.

  I don't need to work. I love to. I have twenty-billion in the bank already. I can't even imagine what my half of the company is worth. Probably sixty or seventy billion. Harper's wanted to buy it last year but we declined. They were so pissed.

  Again, my mind moves to her…

  She lets my boxers and pants fall to the floor. She helps me step out of them and caresses my ball sack. I wince as she slaps it with control. Fuck, I can’t get enough of her. She’s intoxicating.

  She places a finger on my chest as she stands, "You're gonna work for me, baby."

  I love her words because they make it seem like there's no one else and that I'm the only one. Fuck.

  "Lie down and get comfortable my Beau Boy."

  That's what she calls me.

  "Shona..."

  "Sssh, you're with me now, Big Boy!"

  Her eyes seduce me as she undresses. Peeling off her stockings and then her dress. She moves her dress over her perfect shoulders and it falls like an English handkerchief to the floor. Her hair hangs touching her D-cup breasts and her suspenders are still on. Black lace with gold trim.

  Fuck, I'm in love with her body.

  It’s crazy…

  I knock on the door and wait for my dream girl to welcome me, “Well if it isn’t Mr. Beau Boy, how are you today?” she asks as she hangs on the door.

  “I am all the better for seeing you, you know that,” I reply as I stand with a smitten smile.

  “Well, don’t just stand out there, come on in!” Shona stands back and opens the door.

  “Let me take your jacket,” she says as she peels my jacket from my shoulders and places it on the hanger.

  “I must say, you look beautiful as always Shona.”

  “Oh, Beau, you always compliment me, anyone would
think you actually mean it,” Shona says sarcastically as she pulls me into the room.

  “I do mean it, you are different to other women,” I reply.

  “You mean other women in my profession?” she asks as she sits on the edge of the bed.

  “No, not at all. I mean all women, you have something about you, you are just natural and pure,” I explain.

  “Oh, Beau, I have never been called pure before,” Shona replies with a giggle.

  I laugh with her, “You know what I mean,” I say enjoying her beauty.

  “Well, are we going to talk all the time, or do you want to have some fun?” she asks as she pulls on my tie.

  “Ok, no more talking!” Shona turns her back on me, and I slowly unzip her dress.

  Her lacy red dress slips to the floor and she turns back to face me. She looks gorgeous and is wearing a purple bra and matching lacy panties. I can feel myself becoming turned on straight away and can’t wait to feel her body next to mine.

  Shona stands real close to me as she pulls at my tie and slips it from around my neck, “So, you like me undressing you slowly?” she asks as she pops open the buttons on my shirt.

  “Hell yes, you are my Monday girl and you always get me feeling hot under the collar,” I place my hands on her curvy hips.

  “RIGHT THAT’S IT!!! I can’t take this anymore.

  I can’t live without her.

  “Shona,” I call out in my huge apartment, that echoes my words out loud.

  “I can’t live without YOU!” I fall to the ground and look like a baby curled up in a mother’s womb.

  “Now I’m fine, aren’t I?”

  Beau

  “A time for clarity.”

  Ziggy leaves me alone and walks back to the bar, he has plenty on his plate, and he is not able to sit and comfort me all night. I gaze from the window as the bar slowly makes its rotation and the view of the city skyline slowly changes.

  I took Ziggy’s advice and stopped drinking; I was in a position to make myself look foolish, I had just burst into tears and poured out my heart and soul, so god knows what else I could have done.

  I hear Ziggy talking to the bar and can hear my name mentioned. I turn in his direction and can see Ziggy pointing at me, he smiles and then from behind the pillar walks Shona. I can feel my face light up as she approaches my table, she looks like a million dollars in her long, green, dress, and her hair is made up just right.

  I stand from my seat and wobble slightly from the alcohol, “You are the last person I was expecting to see.”

  Shona smiles at me, “I just had to, I left things in a very unclear way, and what I said was not what I felt.”

  “Would you like a drink, the water is very tasty, I have had one too many of the hard stuff, so, if I make a fool of myself just ignore me,” I reply.

  “I am fine, thank you, is there anywhere else we can talk rather than here?” Shona asks as she leans towards me.

  “Yes, hang on,” I wave to Ziggy.

  Ziggy walks over to the table, “Is there an available room? We need to talk,” I ask.

  “Of course, Mr. Beau, I will get you a key,” Ziggy replies as he scurries off back to his station.

  I wait with Shona at the table.

  Ziggy returns with a key card and hands it to me, “Room three ten, one floor down.”

  “Thanks, Ziggy, you’re a real pal,” I say as I stand from the table.

  I wobble slightly from the alcohol and take Shona’s arm, “Come on then, let’s go and have a nice chat!”

  We head towards the elevator, and I bid my farewell to Ziggy. Next time I see Ziggy, I will have to see him on better terms, I think to myself.

  The elevator opens, and we walk to room three ten, I swipe the card against the lock, and the door opens. The room decorated in blacks, reds, and whites and the style is similar to a Japanese design. It is not over the top and gives a very neutral relaxed feeling once we close the door. In the center of the room stands a king size, four-poster bed, with elegant muslin hanging from the corner posts.

  “Beau, I have not come here to mess about, I want you to take me,” Shona says as she starts slipping off her long dress.

  She stands before me in her underwear and pulls me towards her. I can feel her hot breath as she places her lips on mine and starts to open the buttons of my shirt.

  “I may have had a drink too many,” I say to Shona.

  “Well, I am the right woman to sort that problem out,” Shona replies with her sexy tone as she rubs her hand over my pants.

  I feel aroused, but I’m unsure if I will be able to perform because of the alcohol. Shona stands at the foot of the bed and holds her arms apart and spreads her legs.

  “Tie me, Beau Boy,” she says in a salty voice.

  I stand by her side and tie her wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed, she looks at me with devilish eyes.

  “Strip for me!” she snarls, turning me on more.

  I grab my belt and slowly start to open my pants, my gaze is fixed on Shona’s eyes as she scans my body and my pants fall to the floor. My shorts are bulging as my cock starts to become erect.

  “I see you might be okay to fuck me after all,” she says as she licks her lips.

  I step closer to Shona and caress her breast, I can see her nipples are already hard, her body trembles under my touch.

  I brush my fingers against her pussy; Shona sighs under my touch, and I run my other hand around the back of her head. My fingers gently part her pussy lips, and I can feel she is wet; I rub her clit and slowly slide my finger inside her as she takes a deep breath and arches her back.

  “Oh, Beau, that feels so damn good,” she replies, breathlessly.

  I grab a fistful of hair and yank her head backward, her tits thrust forward towards me as I pull harder on her hair. I slowly release my grip as I slide a second finger into her wet cunt and can feel her legs tremble. I shove my fingers deeper inside, and finger her until she can hardly stand from the sordid pleasure. Her head bows and she stares at me through her long hair.

  “Beau, oh yes,” Shona gyrates her hips on my thrusting fingers.

  I grab my cock and begin to stroke, and I can feel myself becoming rock hard as my fingers become soaked from her wetness. I hold my fingers inside and rub her swollen clit with my thumb as her whole body quivers from my touch.

  Shona raises her head and looks into my eyes “Slap my fucking pussy, god damn it.”

  I remove my fingers and draw my hand back. Shona gasps for air as she thrusts her pussy towards my striking hand.

  “I want to fuck you,” I whisper to Shona.

  I unfasten her ankles and lift her body, her weight supported by her wrists and her arms. I slide my cock deep into her wet pussy, and she wraps her legs around my waist. I swing her back and forth as her arms pivot as if she was on a swing.

  Shona’s wet pussy slides up and down the length of my shaft as her body stretches, writhing on bed.

  “Beau, make me cum,” she says as she clenches the muscles tight around my manhood.

  I lean forward and place my hot lips over her breasts and start sucking, Shona writhes with passion and her hips wriggle with gratitude as my cock fills her walls.

  “Oh, Beau fuck me, fuck me,” she screams as she tightens her legs around my body and squeezes.

  “You feel so good,” I say as I grab her waist and swing her back and forth onto my cock. I place my mouth on her neck and slowly start to bite until her body jerks.

  I can sense her body beginning to quiver and her pussy grips my hard shaft, my hips thrust faster, and my cock slides deeper into her wet cunt. I hold Shona with one arm and release her hand from the post, once her hands are free, I lay her on the edge of the bed and place her legs over my shoulders. I can feel the fire building up inside of me, and a warmth fills my spine.

  My legs start to tremble and I near my point of explosion; Shona reaches her hand to her perfect pussy and frantically rubs her clit.

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p; “Beau, fuck me, fuck me faster, make me cum you dirty boy,” she screams as she teases her clit and looks deep into my eyes.

  I ram my cock harder and faster into her, I can feel my body tense up as my balls contract, and my fluids are close to flowing. I grab Shona around the throat and squeeze until she squirms, I thrust harder and harder, and I can feel my body release me.

  I look deep into her eyes, “Beau, I am cumming, squeeze my throat, fuck me, baby.”

  My body spasms as I feel Shona arch her back, her sex letting go and releasing her to a full-on orgasm. She arches her back and digs her nails into my shoulders as my cum flows into her.

  Shona slumps on the bed with her arms stretched wide, and I watch her breath as her breasts rise and fall. She slowly starts to regain her breath, and her body relaxes.

  Shona smiles and looks at me, “Beau you sure know how to please me, don’t you?”

  “A time for clarity.”

  Shona

  “Sometimes life’s hard; I hate decisions!”

  I sit there thinking of everything that is going on in my life; I have some big decisions to make and I also need some friendly advice on the matter. I ask Cally if she can meet me after our shift for a coffee so I can have a heart-to-heart with her.

  “Sure, it will be nice to unwind after tonight's shift,” Cally says.

  We finish our shift and make our way to Poppins Café which is two blocks away from the club. The café is small and quiet, and there are just a few cabbies here, in for their nightly pick me up.

  We grab one of the tables towards the back of the café, and I lay it all on the line with Cally.

  Cally senses there is something major on my mind, “So, Shona, what's up then?”

  I look deep into Cally’s eyes, “I want out, I have too much emotional stuff going on at the moment.”

  “You do know, Tina won’t just let you leave like that, it is not that easy,” Cally says.

  “I know, that’s why I want your advice the best way to handle it,” I say as I sip on my hot coffee.

  “Give me some background first, what has brought all this on? I know you can handle all the clients,” Cally says as she spoons extra sugar into her cup.