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Hmmm.
This is where my baby lives?
Because that’s saying a lot.
The rent on this place couldn’t possibly be five thousand a month. Probably three hundred more like it.
But fine. I type into the phone:
I know the location. Driver will be there at 8 p.m. sharp tomorrow night. Be ready.
AlphaCEO.
And with that, it’s sent. I lean back, exhaling heavily. Holy shit. This girl is incredible. Most ladies are superficial, but this girl lives somewhere that proclaims “Home is Where the Heart Is.” Really? Who is this Carrie person?
And to my surprise, one more message comes through. I glance, my eyes searching.
Can’t wait.
See you then,
Carrie.
And to my surprise, the brunette’s attached a new pic. It’s still her, in that same t-shirt and shorts combo, but she’s smiling now with her lips slightly parted. The pink pout is full and luscious, just a hint of her cleavage showing below.
But it sends me into a frenzy. Like a madman, I dash over to my private restroom, the one connected to my office. This isn’t some half-bath with just a pot and sink. This is a full-on five piece restroom, complete with sauna. That’s right, nothing’s too good for the CEO and I had a sauna put in to help me relax on hard days.
So tearing my suit off, I blast the heat, getting the place nice and steamy. And then something so nasty and disgusting happens that I’m sure Carrie would run screaming if she knew. Hell, any woman would run screaming, no one deserves this.
Because I prop my phone up on the wooden bench, the photo of that beautiful girl looking straight at me.
And I begin to stroke.
It’s wrong, absolutely. Carrie didn’t ask for this. The photos she sent aren’t the type to make a man jizz.
But the brunette’s just my type. The big brown eyes. The sweet, innocent smile, combined with the huge tits and giant rump. I want it bad, and images start running through my mind like a movie reel on repeat.
Her, draped over my bed, legs spread.
Her, bending over a couch, sweet pout parted as I take her from the back.
Her, eyes wide as she sucks my cock deep into her mouth, cheeks hollowing with 5 Gs of vacuum power.
“You want this,” I groan, staring at her picture on my phone. “You want this, sweetheart.” The caramel pools gaze back at me and I can imagine how she’ll moan and squeal when I slide inside. Oh yeah, I’m going to fuck her silly asap, making that sweet pussy cream. She better be on birth control, because it’s gettin’ nasty.
My hand strokes my length slow and smooth as I pull one out. Fuck, Carrie’s sexy but still innocent. I can see her curves, and my fist grips harder imagining that juicy ass.
Would she do it?
Would she go for it?
Naw, the girl’s too innocent.
But there won’t be a choice if she’s with me.
Because I’m gonna own that ass. That’s right, brownies are my specialty, and there ain’t no way this girl is gonna say no.
“You want me everywhere, don’t you, sweetheart?” I rasp in the sauna, hand like a piston on my dick now. “Don’t you baby girl? You like it, say you like it.”
Of course there’s no sound but my harsh rasps in the small room, the slight hiss of steam escaping. But I can hear her voice already.
“Yes,” she begs, mewling a bit. “Yes, I like it, I want it.”
Going with the flow, I continue the imagined conversation.
“You want to taste it?” I groan, closing my eyes.
And of course, my dream girl responds.
“Yes, yes,” she pleads, pink lips parting, that small tongue snaking out. “Give it to me, I want it.”
And it’s too much. Just like that, I crash and burn, roaring like a mountain lion gone wild. Hot semen jets from my dick, spraying the wooden walls of the sauna, droplets splattering the bench.
“Fuck! Give it to me, baby!” comes my harsh command. “Give it to me!”
And shit but the orgasm is amazing. Colors appear before my eyes in the hazy mist, fuckpole jerking this way and that as I blast like a firehose on max. My hips twist up and down, body pumping in an uncontrollable current. The Hoover Dam is bursting, Niagara Falls spilling from my dicktip.
Because this is what the girl does to me. Innocently, her eyes stare at me from the phone, that pink pout wet and glistening. Yeah, from nothing but a photo, I come like a hurricane, jizzing mightily right here in the confines of a private bathroom.
Shit!
This hasn’t happened in a long time.
Not since I was fifteen in fact, squeezing one out under the sheets.
Because I’m an alpha male, a billionaire who gets whatever he wants. Ladies throw themselves at me all the time. Non-stop. When I go get coffee in the mornings, the MILFs are batting their lashes, the baristas giggling beneath their hands.
