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Authors: Ann King

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Erotic board games

 

Edible body art

 

Massage candle libido

 

Blow job masturbator

 

Deep throat stroker

 

Super sucker masturbator blow
job imitator

 

Ohmygod!
Ohmygod!
What am I getting
myself into?

Elsie thought she knew a
lot about sex though her experience was very limited.
B
ut this…this was something else! She was
sure she was flushing fifty shades of red right now. God, she hoped
no one saw her face right now. She was ashamed to admit that she
hadn’t actually seen the full catalogue before the interview and
hadn’t known half of these things even existed.

Boy, this was going to be
interesting research for her Human Sexuality class for
Psychology.

She continued down the
list and saw the cock ring which looked like a strap or a mini
belt. She wondered how on earth would that make a man feel. She
tried to picture Carlos wearing a cock ring. Her cheeks burned like
a furnace just thinking of it.

Ah, then the restraints
page came in. She licked her dry lips and turned surreptitiously to
Carlos who was still asleep. If he wasn’t, he sure was good at
pretending to be asleep. She noticed a slight grin on his face. Was
it because he was thinking about
what
happened earlier at her apartment or could he see her reaction to
the sex toys in his catalogue?

She turned her head down
back to look at the pages, naked women with large breasts the size
of watermelons
with their perfectly round
pink nipples were modelling certain toys. One had nipple clamps on
for a pleasurable experience according to the description. There
were several different types of satiny blindfolds, wrist cuffs and
ankle cuffs, spanking paddles for light punishment and domination,
bondage gags and masks, collars and leashes, ball and penis sex
toys including cock rings and penis leashes. Ropes, strap
restraints and other bondage toys (if you could call them that) and
dance stripper pole kits. She could not read any further and closed
the catalogue with a deep sigh. Her face was hot and she was
sweating and flushed. But that wasn’t it—her panties were soaked
now with her own juices.

“Told you, you weren’t
ready…yet.” Carlos deep, low voice startled her. So he had been
watching the whole time.

“You…”


Ah-ah-ah! Watch your
tongue or I’m going to have to punish you and claim it,” he added
with a grin. “I bet you’re nice and wet, ready for what I have
planned for you.”

Elsie rolled her eyes and shook
her head. She was beet red and she knew it. She felt it.

“We’re almost touching down, put
your seatbelt on.”

She did as he commanded.
When she thought he wasn’t looking, she stuck out her tongue at
him. Bad idea since he somehow had a wicked blind spot and could
see without directly looking at his object. How on earth had he
managed that?

“And what’s that for?” he toyed
with her playfully.


Nothing….sir…I mean, you
were watching me the whole time. That’s…embarrassing.”

He tilted back his head
slightly and grinned. “Oh, girl, I’m going to do a lot more than
watch you when we get to the hotel.”

He leaned in closer to
her, his clean fresh scent and cologne was delicious she could
taste him. God, he was a beautiful man in every way. It was hard
not to admire his gorgeous features. Those grey penetrating eyes.
Those dark, long eyelashes and his gorgeous main of dark hair and
perfect face not to mention his tall, muscular body.

Of all the supermodels and
rich socialites in the world, he wanted her. Elsie Sherwood. No
other.

What
had she done to deserve this? Suddenly, she wanted him to
do everything to her including using some of those toys in the
catalogue.

To take her as he pleased. She
craved him, hungered for him. She was willing and ready for him…at
least she hoped she would be when they finally…if they finally…


Oh, God! I can’t wait to
fuck you!” he said in his deep low sultry voice.

“What?”

“I have condoms waiting for us
at the suite. I can’t wait to get inside you, Elsie. All of you. I
want you for myself. You’re mine now, do you understand that?”

“Yes, that’s what I agreed to.
That’s what I want…” she hesitated. “I want you, too, Carlos. All
of you.”

She’d be damned if she
were going to be some toy that he threw out later when he got
bored. She couldn’t think of the unthinkable. But he wanted a wife.
If she could be with him so long…how could she just leave that
behind
after a few years when her term
was…up?

One thought at a time,
Elsie.

One worry at a time.

Enjoy the
moment. You only live once.

 

Forty-five minutes later,
they’d arrived
in Niagara Falls at the
plush five-star hotel. Kincade already had his own suite with a
breathtaking view of the Falls. It was awesome!

“Room service will up be
shortly, Mr. Kincade,” a butler dressed in an expensive dark suit
and bow tie came to the door to inform them. He politely nodded to
Elsie on the way out.

“Room service? But we didn’t
order anything.”

“I took the liberty of ordering
before we flew from Manhattan. They know how to time my
arrival.”

“Wow,” was all Elsie could say
at the time.

“I have my own personal chef in
select places so no one can do any funny business along the
way.”

“I see.”

“Johnson has been working for me
for quite some time now.”

“The butler?”

“Yes.”

Elsie sighed. “Your life is a
lot more complicated than mine. When I need to eat I just grab
whatever’s in the fridge or order pizza or something.”

He laughed heartily at her
innocent response. Elsie must learn to stop talking off the top of
her head, she would begin to sound like a hillbilly rather than a
small city girl.

The beautiful different colored
lights reflected on the roaring power of the world’s largest water
fall with the most spectacular view. And they were so close to it
from their suite overlooking it.

The mood couldn’t have
been more perfect.
The presidential suite
was marbled all over with expensive art on the wall and a large en
suite bathroom with golden faucets. The entire suite must be the
size of an entire house—she was sure of it by its sheer
size.

“You like?” Carlos deep voice
broke her concentration as he noticed her gaping around the room
like a kid who’d been to Disneyland or a candy store for the first
time.

“It’s…very beautiful, Carlos.
Thank you for bringing me here.”

“It’s a place you’ve always
wanted to visit.”


You really do have a good
memory. That’s what I wrote on that employee survey. So you really
do pay attention to your workers.”


Most of them,” he said
nonchalantly as he took off his shirt and tie, a grin touched the
corner of his luscious lips.

 


Mmm,” Elsie moaned with
satisfaction as she leaned back in her plush chair at the table in
the presidential suite. She
couldn’t
remember the last time she ate such a scrumptious meal. And the
champagne was beyond delicious, the sparkled taste was refreshing
on her palate, she licked her lips after the taste. She stopped
when Carlos heavy gaze dropped to her lips.

So this was what it felt like to
experience the finest of the fine. Yes, expensive champagne and
meals are a hell of lot more appetizing than going for cheap
take-out. This was truly a taste of the fine life. As they sat by
the large ceiling to floor window overlooking the bright lights and
powerful waterfalls in the blackness of night over their candle lit
dinner, she could not help but notice that Carlos eyes were on her
most of the time. He could not take his eyes off her. That only
made her eat her dinner with a little more care and a lot of
self-consciousness. She just could not get over it. Carlos Kincade
and she were having a private dinner at the most expensive suites
over Niagara Falls. She’d read somewhere that presidential suites
like the one they were in cost sometimes $15,000 per night!!

Amazing!

Of course, she wouldn’t dare
discuss money with Carlos for fear of insulting him. That much she
did know. The rich didn’t like to discuss what they spend and have
much they really have. It was a sure turn-off. And could easily
give the wrong impression. Still, this whole date thing with Carlos
was overwhelming.

“Thank you so much, Carlos.”


The pleasure
is all mine.”

“You know you are different from
most rich men.”

He grinned and cocked a brow.
“How many rich men do you know?”

Sheepishly, she held her head
down, “I mean from what I’ve read.”


In romance novels
featuring alpha males or on TV shows?” he humored her.


Very funny. I meant,
well, for one thing you’re not really that stuck up as I thought
you would be.”

He frowned playfully.


I mean…when I use to see
you around, you hardly paid any attention to the front line
workers. Or at least it seemed that way. I had no idea you even
noticed me.”


When a man is checking a
woman, if he’s good, she won’t even know about it at
first.”

“Ah, is that so?”


Yes, that is
so.

“Well, I like the way you’re
accepting of everyone regardless of who they are. I mean, I had no
idea that your secretary is a…”

“Is a what?” he said leaning
forward with his elbows on the table.

Oh boy, when would she ever
learn to just shut up.

“I thought she was a woman and
well…”

“I see, he corrected you.”

“Yes.” She breathed in
deeply.

“Ms Sherwood, I’m not in a
position to judge anyone’s personal life. I don’t think anyone is.
Yes, I do tend to side with the underdog or do what is not
conventional according to my competitors but I know what it’s like
to be that underdog. And unlike some folks, I don’t forget where
I’m coming from. I have very little shame if any. I know what I
want and I go for it. I don’t do things because it’s popular or
acceptable in certain social classes and I hope you are the
same.”

Elsie gulped. “Well, I never
judge.”

“Of course you don’t. I’ve never
once heard you bitch or complain about having to sleep on a couch.
You’re just grateful. Most women would not be.”

She sighed.

“Any other questions for your
research in human sexuality?”

“Oh, um…well, I’ve read that
those who are wealthy tend to have more exotic lifestyles and enjoy
a greater sex life.”

Carlos tilted his head back and
laughed. “Oh, really?”

“Yes. And it makes a lot of
sense. I mean you have the know how, the money and the
confidence.”


My dear sweet Ms
Sherwood. Money does not bring confidence. Confidence will bring
money. You can’t judge a person by their bank accounts. Though
there are fools in every arena in life. Everything is
perception.”

“Perception?”

“Yes and shouldn’t you be taking
notes for your sex class?”


I have an impeccable
memory, too. Sir.”

He laughed. “Well, you can
see a man who is a gentleman on the streets but he could also be a
freak between the sheets.”

It was Elsie’s turn to laugh
now.

“And vice versa,” he continued.
“Some men are bullies in the boardroom but can’t survive without
Viagra in the bedroom.”

Elsie couldn’t help but
chuckle
. But all this while she was
feeling so relaxed and aroused. She couldn’t wait for that moment
when they finally…

“You also have good
self-control,” she commented.

“Yes, you’re probably wondering
why I haven’t fucked you yet.”

Elsie flushed.

“I want to know more about you
and feel your presence first. Enjoy a dinner with you. So no, I
don’t want to fuck you the first time we penetrate. I want to make
love to you the way a man should make love to a woman.”

Oh, that was so deep. What could
Elsie say to that?

“Um…”


I’ve never met anyone
like you before, Elsie. It doesn’t happen often when you meet
someone who clicks with your soul and your spirit. But when it
happens. You hold onto it. You don’t mess it up. You had my head
spinning from the first time I saw you on your first day on the
job.”


What?” Elsie was sure
she
must have done something
clumsy.

“You were late.”

Elsie looked at her fingers
wrapped around the champagne glass.

“But the security cameras showed
the reason for your tardiness and I wanted to know more about you
since then. You’re not like other women. I’m not a marrying man…or
at least that wasn’t on my agenda then so I didn’t want to risk
seeing you and breaking up with you because you deserve more.”

“So you want to marry now?”

He nodded.

“What changed?”


We’ll discuss that at a
later date. But first what you did was very honorable and you
didn’t even let anyone know about it.”

“Oh.”


Right. The homeless man
who staggered on the street knocking into people. Everyone scorned
him and avoided him but you went up to him.”

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