Perhaps it was the breasts he worshiped, fingers and tongue united, going over that skin, underside, top side, every bit of those heaving orbs, focused on those areola and nipples that spiked the pleasure of his touch all the way through me. I sat back, and let him serve me, because it was often the way he liked it, that I was his woman, his to do with as he pleased. My heart thudded as he lowered that dress down further past my stomach.
Round, soft...society says it should have been toned and been cut with abs if I was going to be the worthy trophy wife of a billionaire. But here he was, rubbing it, letting me enjoy the tingly and ticklish nature of his touch. I grinned, always liking how he circled down to my navel, teasing the sensitivity of that crevasse, before using his deft strength to finish yanking that dress down off me, leaving me in simply my panties.
"...Will...what about the attendants...?"
"They know better to disturb us without permission. Quiet. Let me apply my airsickness cure, my curvy diamond."
Dr. West continued his treatment. He urged me closer and closer off of the seat, letting his hands roam behind me, behind those ass cheeks. Having some extra junk back there was somehow more socially acceptable, but it was simply part of my overall package for Will, something he appreciated and loved to be on top of everything else about me. Over those panties, he pinched through, getting a load of me, tugging at the fabric, and pulling them deep into my more sensitive of folds.
His breath eased out of his mouth, and blowing through the panties, teasing me, letting that sweet moisture down there come together, proof I was so ready to bend to his whims. A flick of the tongue sent a little surge through me, and made me beg for him to finish stripping me and give his full force.
My soothing moans and gasps cued him off, and he was quick to do as I wanted, his lips right on me as soon as the fabric was off. He suckled on my mound, using the little bit of extra there to please me and tease me even further. His tongue went lower, deeper, circling around my clit, pressuring it ever so slightly to fire me up, before going down to my labia and sliding all around me, before plugging it into me, letting me embrace the great pleasure that rocked through my being.
Will kept at it, building up, pleasing me so eloquently as he often did. I glanced at his eyes, and saw his own excitement...he liked nothing more than bending me to his desires, the edge of ecstasy mocking me as he dangled me from it.
But William West had other ideas. As my moans grew louder, perhaps giving an indication to the attendants on what was going on in our little section of the craft...he lifted me to my feet, replacing his deft tongue with a skilled finger that sought to keep me dangling over the precipice of ecstasy.
"I've brought many women on tours of the world...but I've never experienced the sinful decadence of sending her soaring far above where we flew. My curvy diamond, let us enjoy such things." Through those dress pants, his firmness pressed against me, fully hard from the joys he had visited upon me.
He eased me over the luxurious seats, and urged me to stare out the windows, to the world we were sailing above. High clouds, the vibrations of the plane shaking through me as I heard unbuttoning of his pants. His heat slid around my cheeks, the anticipation flaring up within me, as he inched himself closer to my eager pussy.
With a thrust, he speared deep into my aching channel, a wondrous swirl of pleasure spinning me upwards towards that delightful warmth. His hands dug into my ample breasts, gripping them as he relentlessly plowed in and out of me with even greater tenacity, taking my moans as encouragement to go even faster inside of me.
I soared high above the plane as he pushed me, delighting in the joy of the lightness he brought, using me, his hands so fully taking my curves, moving them, adding an extra push into my ascent into the paradise of heaven. Even more rapidly he pounded into me, his groans coming clearly into my ear, bringing a smile to my face, wanting him to be right there with me.
And together, we enjoyed one another, the explosion of bliss inside of me met with his, his heat flooding into my pussy, as he often so loved to do. It was his way of marking me, primal, costing him nothing but being the most valuable thing he could give me.
Will regretfully withdrew from me, and guided me back to my seat, not caring about the juices that were leaking out of me as he took his seat beside me. I certainly wasn't all that concerned about airsickness anymore.
"So how does it feel to be part of an elite club, Suzanne?" Will mused, satisfied with what he had accomplished.
"...It's not that elite. There's people who do it in the bathrooms on commercial flights all the time."
He stared into the distance, picturing it in his mind. "...That hardly seems comfortable."
***
"Oh my..." I peered out the window of the limo as it pulled up to Allison West's estate. Fountains, hedge mazes, pools, half a dozen floors, gardens growing up the side of the mansion and all throughout the front.
Will sneered at the passing landscape. "Why so shocked, Suzanne? Mine is just as seeped in excess as hers, and I actually worked to make mine happen."
"I knew your family was loaded Will, but this much between you?"
"Allison got most of my parent's earnings. All I got was my education paid for. She's a wise investor on top of that...and she married rich."
"Does she have more or less than you?" I glanced at him. "...Just curious."
"It's not nice to talk about money, Suzanne."
"Ah, so more." I smiled and nodded.
"Excuse me for choosing you over someone who owns 80% of the chemical industries in America."
"Hey, I'm not judging you. After a certain point, isn't it all kinda excess anyway?"
He let out a breath, reaching for the door as the vehicle pulled into one of the countless garages of the estate. "That's what tends to happen. Dollars turn into points, something to brag about rather than actually use."
Will was always quick to the other end of the vehicle, beating his chauffeur to task of opening my door, and taking my hand. I accepted it, and followed his lead up the stairs towards my future sister in law's home. Allison West's servants presented the entrance, and greeted us with a massive great hall that intimidated me with its vastness.
"William!" A tall woman came down those stairs, equipped with high heels and a stylish day dress that ended slightly above her knees. Her hair was curled, her nails polished and painted, her face gracefully made up. Everything was shown the utmost care for her appearance, and here she was reaching out to Will with a hug. "You need to visit more often, little brother."
Will nodded inside his sister's clutches, his smile forced. "I'm quite busy, Allison. Empire building and all that."
"It's a bit crazy not to see you since you got out of college though. It's almost as if you don't like me."
Will really forced that smile. "How could anyone possibly hate you...?"
She patted him on the back and broke away from him, and her eyes shifted to me. "You must be Suzanne. I've...read much about you, sweetie."
"Hi..." I offered a hand, trying to play nice.
She didn't accept it, instead choosing deflection. "I'm Allison, but you better get used to calling me sister, shouldn't you?"
"Sure. Sis?"
"So tell me. What do you do, Suzanne?"
"Allison, this isn't the time to interrogate my fiance." Will stepped in, breaking our handshake. "Let's settle in."
"Oh, sorry William. I'm just..." She looked me over, up and down. "...so excited to learn everything about Suzanne here. If it's like everything I've read..."
"Where's Tina?" Will glanced around.
"Oh, I can get her. Tina!" Allison called out to the upper floors. "She's deep in study about where she's going to go off to school next year. She needs to go to Oxford, but she's fighting me over it. Where did you go to school, Suzanne?"
"Uhh...Minnesota State?" I rambled out.
"...Sure." She shook her head, before turning to a more spirited girl bounced down the stairs, wear
ing a more casual t-shirt and jeans.
"Hi Will!" She jumped at him with a big hug, Will returning it. It seemed far more genuine than it was for Allison. "Missed you."
"Tina...you've grown a great deal."
"You haven't seen me in like 6 years. I was 12, what the hell do you expect?"
"Don't use that language Tina. It's not proper for someone of your stature. And we have guests, shouldn't you have wore that dress like I told you to?"
"Sure, whatever, Mom..." She rolled her eyes at her elder sister, before turning to me. "I'm Tina. You are...?"
"Suzanne."
"A Suzie! My best friend's name is Suzie." She gave me a hug too. "So you're the girl Will's marrying, huh?"
"That's the plan."
"Let's...go and have a meal. Discuss things, catch up." Allison urged us to follow her to what she would describe as a banquet hall.
No expense was spared even for a family get together for four. A banquet hall, and it was indeed a banquet, all of it expertly prepared, excess for a mere four diners. It was far beyond the meals that me and Will ate alone in our private time, or even when we had one or two guests ourselves. For a someone with unlimited money, Will knew the definition of the word modest.
I wasn't sure if Allison did. She took a sip of a glass of wine, something from the late eighteenth century, something Will would save for very special occasions. I guess seeing your brother after a few years was special enough. "James couldn't make it. Out making a business deal in Italy. He sends his regards and congratulations."
I slurped some soup, trying to stop myself from making too much noise, swallowing before speaking. "...your brother?"
"James East, CEO of East Industrial, is my husband... Jesus, Will, did you tell her anything about us?" She propped up her stature as she said it, as if she were bragging about her husband's position.
Will stared down his wine glass. "We're so madly in love we can't even begin to talk about things like family." Not true. I told him all about my family.
"...So..." I mused aloud, between chews. "Your full name is Allison West East?"
Her face drooped. "You're not the first to point that out, no. So tell me, Suzanne, before Will interrupted us, what is it that you do...?" The droop turned much more aggressive. I stepped on a mine bringing up her name...ugh.
"I'm Vice President of Human Resources at West Financial." I said, trying to trump up myself like she did mentioning her husband.
"...And your qualifications for that...?"
Will took a gulp of the wine as I answered. "I have an English degree...?"
She shook her head again. I could hear her muttering "Liberal arts..."
"Suzanne does excellently at her position. I trust her implicitly as an employee." Will spoke up, trying to stop me from nailing myself to that cross before his sister.
"What does your position do, just deal with all the other underlings William doesn't want to deal with himself?"
"I go over potential hires....and that's about it." I wasn't a very good liar.
"...What do you do the rest of the time? Just being his assistant? His toy?" The hostility in the air was undeniable. Everyone in the room felt it, even young Tina was just focusing on chewing, not wanting to defy big sister.
"Let's not be cruel, Allison." Will interjected. "I didn't come to visit to have you insult my fiance."
"Someone has to, Will. This family means something now. We can't just be allowing anyone in. I think you're making a mistake here."
"What kind of mistake could that possibly be, sister?"
"Isn't it clear? Look at her!" Allison gestured towards me, as I kept my head down. "She's not of our class, Will. She doesn't have our education or sophistication. The media sees you with a girl like her, and they ask 'why can't he do better...?'"
"What does that matter, Allison? I don't believe I was read a law forbidding me to marry someone because they didn't go to an Ivy League school or failed to win Miss Universe."
Allison stood on the table, asserting authority over her younger brother. "She's not your equal, Will. She's your pet. You can have fun with your pet, but you shouldn't be trying to call it your partner. Have your fling, but marriage is something you do for status."
Unworthy. I'd been judged as unworthy in the eyes of family. The office thought I was unworthy too, as Kat had told me. The world thought I was unworthy. I...I thought myself unworthy, never deserving of his love.
"What about love, Allison?" Will stood, to meet his sister face to face. "Does love mean anything to you?"
"Please, don't throw that sentimentality at me. No one remembers people for their intense love. They remember powerful and successful people. We're new money, William. But we could be the next Rockefeller dynasty if we play our cards right. And the hand of you marrying some tubby chick from the middle of nowhere hurts our cause."
"...I'd punch you in the face if you weren't my sister." Will breathed slowly, attempting to calm his anger. "This is why I never visit, Allison. We'll leave in the morning."
"...I...I need some time..." I rose, and slid in my chair.
"Suzanne..." Will went to meet me.
"... Alone... Will. Please." I departed the room, again trying to fight off my tears as they formed up in my eyes.
***
A servant pointed me out to the guest rooms. I found one, and threw myself on a bed. Everything too often seemed impossible. From the start of when Will told me he wanted me, none of it was something that should have been happening to me, of all people. I never belonged.
The last six months had been some of the most wonderful of my life. New experiences, and what seemed to be true love. Something was always amiss, even as we both enjoyed each other so fully, granting the other the full extent of our trust. Will had said he wanted to marry me...and I had no doubt he intended to do just that.
A knock on the door. I didn't want to deal with other people just yet, so I ignored it. The knocking continued, and the door opened against my wishes, the light from the hallway pouring into the room.
"Miss Suzie?" The quaint voice asked me, as I rose to meet it. Tina, Will's little sister, entered and sat on the edge of the bed. "I wanted to talk to you."
"What's up...?" I groggily said, not exactly up to discuss whatever was expected to be talked about with young high school girls.
"My big sister's kinda a jerk at times. I'm sorry about how she's treating you."
"Thank you, Tina..."
"She's always telling me what to do. Telling me what I need to wear to the school. What colleges I need to go to. Who I can be friends with." She blushed a bit. "Who I can date, even."
"That sounds annoying."
"Did you have to deal with any of that? Your parents hounding you through school?"
"I couldn't attract enough of the bad boys to have them complain about who I dated, but outside wanting me to succeed in school and get a scholarship, they never did anything like that, no." I pitied her, I had only dealt with less than an hour of Allison. Shes' had nearly two decades of her.
"See? I envy you."
"Let's not be crazy, Tina. You have all these opportunities ahead of you cause of your family's money."
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