“It’s unbelievable…” She mumbled. Ava jumped from her seat and picked up the documents from the floor, five feet to her right. Her eyes glowed for a second. Then, she faced her friend again.
“This is your chance, Aisha. Don’t blow it.”
With a brittle smile on her face, Aisha rejected Ava’s claim.
“Nah, I’m not gonna blow it. I’m just gonna go there and give that prick a piece of my mind. This is gonna end, once and for all…”
“What do you mean?”
“Tomorrow’s my night off. I’m paying Mr. Reigns a visit he’ll never forget…”
At about 8:30pm the following night, Aisha was outside Sam’s large beach house.
“I wish I can catch him by surprise. I don’t wanna introduce to myself to his staff. I’ll probably never see those people again. Why bother?”
On her way to the driveway, she noticed the back door they had used 22 days earlier slightly open. Aisha parked her car right outside, ten feet away from the entrance, happy to catch a break.
She wore a short, denim skirt, a black tank top and a pair of black sneakers; similar to the ones she had forgotten at Sam’s house. In no way was that a job interview. Aisha wanted closure, so, she pushed the door open with the job proposal in her right hand and hastily climbed the stairs. She could hear some low, distant sounds, but she could see nothing.
Aisha reached the landing and took a quick look to the right. All four doors were shut; so was one of the two doors on the left. The only open door at that time was the power door, leading to Sam’s study. Some muffled sounds were coming out of that room. It sounded like a female laughter, along with some sloppy kissing.
The beautiful barmaid made her way towards the study, slowly. She leaned against the wall to the right of the door and took a peek inside. A man was sitting in Sam’s executive chair. Judging by his size, it had to be him. A woman, with her back turned towards the door was sat in his lap. Aisha recognized the dress. It was the same dress Ava had on the previous night. However, this was not the worst thing she witnessed: The dress had been pulled up way too much, exposing her ass completely. Aisha could even see the red thong she had on. More than that, Sam’s hands were all over her ass, caressing it, squeezing it, while Ava was grinding on his crotch. The two of them were kissing passionately, right in front of her.
“What the fuck?!?!?” Aisha yelled at both of them and threw the two-page document in Sam’s study. For the second time, she was about to storm out his house. Yet, there was something she could not have known.
Three seconds after she witnessed the whole event, on her way to the stair, she heard a loud thump on the floor, followed by a cry of pain. The voice belonged to Ava. Then, she heard someone approaching her from behind, very fast. It was Sam. He was barefoot, wearing nothing more than a pair of black shorts.
“Whoa! Whoa! It’s not what you think, wait!”
For the first time, Aisha had the chance to admire his wonderfully sculpted body. Huge shoulders, broad, almost hairless chest, cut, toned abs and bulging biceps. But, she was outraged. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. Yet, she would not speak to him. She stood fifteen feet away from the landing, less than a foot to the left of the wall and waited long enough for him to close the distance. When Sam was two feet away from her, she made her move. She had had enough. Aisha raised her fist at shoulder height and punched him with all her might in his jaw. Taken completely by surprise, Sam almost lost his balance.
“That’s for the other night…” Aisha screamed. Then, she raised her right fist back in the air, ready to take a swing at him again. But Sam would not be surprised twice in a matter of a few seconds. When he managed to regain his balance, he grabbed her by the wrists, preventing her from hitting him again.
“Let go of me! Ava, you dirty little slut, get your sorry ass out here!” She yelled. Ava emerged from Sam’s study, cool and relaxed. She even sauntered towards them. Aisha would not speak to her. Breathing heavily and glaring at Sam, she could not move. He kept her hands down. Yet, he was not applying too much pressure, just in case she thought he was going to try anything she did not want him to.
“Worked like a charm… You love him.” Ava silently mouthed to Aisha, walking past them. Sam let go of her. Seconds later, they were all alone. She was unable to keep her voice down, wondering if everything she had just seen was merely part of a scheme.
“What the fuck was that all about? And what the hell was that letter you sent me? You want me to work for you? Really?”
Sam looked down at Aisha, with a humorless smile on his face. Then, he put his right hand on her left shoulder first and ran his fingers all the way up, to her neck.
“Well, at least I know what I want. I asked you the other day… I never got a reply.” Sam paused for a few seconds, caressing the soft skin on her shoulder. His husky voice filled her ears, sending her pulse rising again.
“What do you want, Aisha? Do you want a job? A boyfriend? Someone you can trust?” At that point, Sam took his hand off, looked right into her eyes, raised both his arms eight inches over her head and put them parallel to each other.
“I ...I should probably…” She murmured, averting her gaze from him. Then, Sam leaned towards her, stopping half an inch before her face.
“What…?” He whispered.
“How can I say ‘no’ to those beautiful eyes…?”
Time stood still. Sam put his right index finger under her chin and pushed it slightly up. A second later, he took Aisha’s face in her palms and pulled her closer to him.
“God, his skin is so soft…”
Aisha had no time to finish her thought. Sam’s full lips were quickly onto hers, kissing her as gently as she had never been kissed before. Aisha put her arms around him and interlocked her fingers on his massive back, five inches below his neck. It took less than a minute for their kiss to become more passionate, more demanding. Sam’s hands began to travel down her midsection. Aisha raised her left leg, bent her knee and rubbed it against his right hip. His manhood was going bigger and harder inside his shorts. Sam ended their kiss, eagerly seeking her neck. He laid a few soft kisses on it, while his hands got busy with her gorgeous C cups. By taking them in his palms, he never stopped kissing her black, silky skin.
“Damn, this feels so good. I wonder what else he can do with those big, strong hands…”
Aisha leaned against the wall and looked up at the ceiling, right before she felt his hands on her waist, pulling her shirt up. Sam wanted to show his appreciation to her luscious tits. Aisha raised her arms and helped him remove her shirt, exposing her purple, lace bra. He did not stop there, though.
He quickly unzipped the only button on her denim skirt and pulled the zipper down. Aisha’s skirt landed hard on the floor. There she was, in nothing more than her purple lingerie, at his mercy. Sam took a step back and gazed at the ebony beauty that stood in front of him.
“I just love your body. I’ve been waiting for this for a long time…” He muttered under his breath. But, it was Aisha’s turn to show him just how much she loved his beautiful physique. Sam tried to resume his kissing. Yet, she pushed him back gently, leaned forward and whispered in his left ear.
“It’s my turn now…”
Then, she kissed him on the jaw and his bruised chin, stroking his chest with her left hand and grabbing his left shoulder with her right. It was really big. In fact, it was so huge that it did not fit in her palm.
“I’m getting so wet… God, I’m so horny I could fuck him for hours…”
Aisha licked his chest from top to bottom, slowly, sensually, just the way she wanted. Enjoying every moment of it, Sam pushed her head with his left hand against his midsection. Then, he pushed her down, towards his cock. Aisha placed both her hands on his hips and pushed it down. To her amazement, he had no underwear on. Nevertheless, Sam was hiding a much better and bigger surprise for her in his pants.
“Mr. CEO, you are full of surprises…” She murmured
and wrapped her luscious lips around the head, grabbing him by the hips. She flicked her tongue on the tiny hole, while her right hand stroked his large balls from side to side. Sam’s breathing got heavier by the second. He looked down at her and watched his massive cock getting lost inside her sexy mouth and her big, round ass jiggle up and down.
“Yeah, that’s it…” He sighed.
The beautiful barmaid loved his size, but she was so turned on that she put her left hand in her purple thong and began to rub her clit vigorously. Aisha had shaved her pussy completely that morning. Soon enough, low moans filled the large hall. Aisha was taking more and more of Sam’s cock in her mouth, jerking it with her right hand down to the shaft. The handsome, rich man was now pushing his cock inside Aisha’s warm mouth. All he could hear was her muffled moans and her quickening pace was driving him crazy with lust. As much as he loved her oral skills though, he wanted to return the favor. So, he pulled his cock out of her mouth, put his hands on her armpits and lifted high in the air.
“Ooh, you’re so strong. Take me to bed or lose me forever, rich boy…” Aisha’s sexy voice added to his excitement. She locked her long legs behind his back, as he turned left, towards one of four rooms to the right. His hands were all over her back. Realizing she still had her sneakers on, Sam undid the laces with his right hand on both her shoes, until her feet were finally free of them. Then, with the ebony beauty in his arms, leaning towards him, he made his way to the bedroom, while he kissed the soft flesh of her boobs.
Sam stopped at the last door. He was not done with her delicious boobs. He eased her down and pinned her against the wall. Right after that, he took her left nipple in his mouth, while he turned the doorknob to the left with his left hand.
“Yeah, right there…” Aisha moaned, leaning against the wall, pressing her crotch against his midsection. Meanwhile, Sam had slipped his right hand in her panties, rubbing her already swollen clit. He stopped for a second. His index finger traveled two inches down, towards her labia. It was soaking wet. In fact, Aisha was so wet that juices had started flowing down her thighs.
“Naughty girl…” Sam mumbled, squeezing her right boob with his left hand, pinching her nipple with his thumb and index finger. Aisha’s moans were getting louder by the second.
Sam had special plans for her pussy. He picked her up again and pushed the door open. A small, blue light on the upper right side of the wall was on. Their lips locked once more, this time in a fierce kiss. Sam put Aisha down on an oval-shaped bed, with blue, satin sheets. She opened her legs wide, eagerly anticipating his next move.
“No. I want to see your ass…” He said to her in a firm tone. Aisha happily complied. She got up, turned around and bent over. Then, she gave him a lustful look over her right shoulder, licking her upper lip from right to left. She wondered what he had in mind. Two seconds later, she had her answer.
Sam’s lips landed on her entrance at first, licking her love hole, while his hands got busy with the firm flesh of her round ass. He squeezed it and pressed her butt cheeks together. His dexterous tongue traveled down, towards her clit. Sam took it between his lips and bit it gently for a few seconds, and then he sucked it like he was sucking the juice out of a half-peeled orange. Meanwhile, Aisha was fondling her boobs, lost in the moment.
“That’s it baby, lick my pussy, yeah…” What Sam did next gave Aisha even more pleasure than she expected. She sensed his tongue on her entrance once more, but this time, the tip of his tongue sensually penetrated her, sending Aisha one step closer to heaven. Sam grabbed her by the hips and pushed his tongue further and further, until her pussy totally engulfed it.
“You’re crazy, Sam. You’re crazy… I’m cumming… Don’t stop, please, don’t stop…” She kept urging him, with her eyes closed, banging her right hand on the bed. Aisha’s orgasm was close and Sam knew it. He quickened his pace and kept squeezing her butt cheeks, digging his nails inside. She even backed down on him, in a desperate attempt to control the pace. Finally, a loud moan escaped her, just before she climaxed, rubbing pussy juices all over his face.
“No guy’s ever made me cum with his tongue… “
Sam laid a few, sloppy kisses on her gorgeous ass and grabbed his cock with his right hand. He then sat on his knees and led his throbbing, wet cock in her pussy.
“Ooh!” Aisha’s body jerked when she felt his massive cock inside her. Sam pushed it more and more, until her delicious love hole swallowed it down to the shaft. As horny as he was, Sam took a moment to gaze at her big, round ass.
“Best ass in the world, baby…” He sighed and placed his hands back on her buttocks. There was no time for any more tender moves, though. Sam loved her ass so much that he began thrusting her almost immediately, increasing her pleasure.
“Come on, pound me from behind, yeah, I love it like that…” Aisha kept urging him, while she used her right palm to fondle her boobs, one at a time. A pool of sweat formed on her arched back. Upon noticing it, Sam leaned towards it and licked it clean. He breathed down on her back once, making her tingle. Then, he grabbed her hair from behind with his left hand, thrusting her faster and faster. Their loud moans filled the room; Aisha’s second orgasm was close. She had Sam’s big, hard, pulsating cock filling her up, reaching her outer rim and she absolutely loved it.
His large hand landed on her left buttock for a gentle slap. She looked at him over her right shoulder again. His flexing muscles in the dim, blue light were a fantastic sight to see. Sweat was dripping from his chest, down to his abs and his shoulder muscles were flexing with his every thrust.
“Right there baby, I’m cumming again…” Aisha moaned, louder than ever before. Sam quickened his pace even more. Aisha heard his big balls slapping against her ass, right before her body shook with violent spasms. Sam’s climax was loud and aggressive. He did not want to pull out and exploded in orgasm inside her. Ten seconds later, exhausted and gasping for breath, he collapsed next to her.
Lying on his Sam’s shoulder and stroking his stomach, still trying to catch her breath, Aisha had not forgotten the earlier incident, where Sam and Ava were making out in his study.
“Sam, what the hell were you and Ava doing when I came in?” Sam burst into laughter, but would not look at her.
“It was her idea, really. She thought it would be a good way for you to realize if you had any feelings for me. I think it worked.”
That particular thought had crossed Aisha’s mind; yet, she would not go ahead and ask them if they were actually dating.
“That little bitch. I’m gonna give her a piece of my mind when I see her. Was the butt grabbing part really necessary? I mean, you could have been more subtle.”
“Subtle? Nah. If we were just talking in my study, you’d think it was some kind of an appointment. She’s a realtor, remember?”
“I guess you’re right. No more touching any other women, Mr. CEO. I mean it.” Aisha playfully punched him in the chest area.
“Hmm… Not even Ava’s? Come on, it felt great, really. It was big, juicy and…” Sam pretended to hold two invisible buttocks in front of his face. Aisha did not appreciate that one bit. She bit him hard on his stomach, cutting his laughter short. In spite of his pain, Sam put his left arm around her back and pulled her closer to him.
“That’s what I love about you, Aisha. You’re a feisty one. I’ve had enough one-night stands. I want a relationship. Something real…”
Aisha loved Sam’s soft tone. He sounded as if he meant every word. Her big man was finally committing to something. The young barmaid was happy. She smiled at him, enthralled by his sincere words. She wanted to feel his embrace and lay down on his broad chest.
She then closed her eyes, imagining what life with him would be like. Aisha was determined to live her life to the fullest, even if things did not work out with Sam. She could even remember her romance with Sam and boast about it: The time when she had a billionaire like him wrapped around her finger…
*****
THE END
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Skater’s Secret
A Bad Boy Sports Romance
It was the night they had all been waiting for. The first night of fresher’s week. Laurel and her friend Jennifer were making last minute adjustments to their hair and makeup. They were both wearing their cheerleading uniforms from high school, which were tight and short and left little to the imagination.
‘’Do I look ok?’’ Laurel asked unsurely while scrutinizing her hour-glass figure and long tanned legs in the mirror. Her hair cascaded in honey-colored curls down her back.
Jennifer rolled her eyes and looked despairingly at her friend. ‘’Seriously, I don’t know what’s wrong with you,’’ she replied impatiently but affectionately, ‘’If I had your figure, your looks, your hair… well I would probably just stare at myself in the mirror all day long!’’
Laurel blushed and realized she was being silly. She had been the head cheerleader at their high school and certainly hadn’t been short of admirers. But somehow she couldn’t see what others saw when she looked back at herself in the mirror. Maybe it was a lack of confidence she thought as she studied her wide hazel-colored eyes. She still didn’t know if law was what she really wanted to pursue but once she’d received the scholarship she hadn’t wanted to turn it down.
‘’It’s not exactly like you’re an ugly duckling yourself!’’ grinned Laurel as she looked at her petite best friend with wild dark curls encompassing her delicate features and a set of curves that sent men wild.
‘’Come on… Dutch courage!’’ Jennifer grinned as she handed her friend a vodka Jell-O shot.
‘’Jeez, really, another one?’’ Laurel looked at her friend beseechingly, but then giggled, clinked her plastic shooter to her friend’s and slurped the strong slippery concoction down.
‘’Eww, too strong!’’ she simpered, grimacing. But Jennifer was laughing, ‘’ You’re gonna have to get used to handling your liquor if you want to survive fresher’s week!’’ she teased.
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