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I know that not everyone can understand my desires, but those that frequent my club have very particular tastes. Those that book time at Hedonism appreciate my taste for the dark side.
We don’t sugarcoat shit for those who can’t take it. In fact, we make sure they know why they come to see us.
“I had an artist take those at the club in Amsterdam.”
My height towers over Julia. She looks like one hot piece of ass.
I can’t stop thinking about having her tied down and using a violet wand on her. My dick throbs, thinking about her screaming from having come all over the place. I wonder if she knows that I can smell her pussy through her clothing.
“When was the last time you took a vacation, Julia?” I ask, leaning my chin onto one hand. I’m a firm believer in being frank and forward.
Julia takes a seat in the high-backed chair. For a moment, she doesn’t know what to say.
“Well, I took a spa day at Nicole’s recently. I don’t usually have time for things that keep me away from my office.”
I look at her, shocked. She can’t be telling me the truth.
“What the fuck? You’re serious right now? Only one girls’ day out and you’re sitting in my office asking about our business?”
The hairs on the back of my neck are standing on end. Surely, she’s lying to me. How in the hell do you own a vacation business and never take a vacation?
Julia sits up in her chair. She seems almost offended.
“I’m here to learn about your business. I want to know about the places you own, and if they fit the needs of my clients,” she says.
“No, no. Sorry, but what? I can’t even wrap my head around the fact that you, a travel agent, don’t even take the time to indulge in what you send your clients to.”
I’m practically growling at her. I know I’ve overstepped my bounds here, but this is my livelihood, and this pisses me off.
This woman doesn’t even know how to relax, much less have a good time with her life.
Speaking of a good time, she’s practically squirming in her chair just being around the two of us. I was wrong: they didn’t warm her up to our house and home. This girl has now met all four of us with absolutely no relief.
I sigh and lean back into my oversized office chair, and a smirk crosses my face at that realization.
She’s barely a step beyond virgin. It’s been so long since I’ve dealt with a girl like her that I forgot how timid they can be. I think I need a little bit of a softer approach.
“You are very stunning. Why wouldn’t you indulge yourself in a little pleasure?” I ask, my voice gentler now.
Julia shakes her head, her cheeks deepening to a shade of red.
“I…well, I don’t have time for things like that. I mean, my business consumes my time. They need me there.”
I sigh, my chest rising and falling evenly. I don’t understand people. Now that I know all this, I want to put her on my desk and eat her ass till she submits to me.
“Everyone has time for a little pleasure in their lives. You only live once, Julia. You need to make it count for something other than a bank account.”
Spencer glances at both of us in turn. From the corner of my eye, I can see he’s just picked up on my game.
He pulls out his phone; if I was a betting man—and everyone knows I damn well am—I’d guess our two colleagues will be showing up in just a few minutes.
My eyes lock on to hers in a passion-fueled glare.
“Can you tell me about your club? I think it’s called Hedonism. Am I correct?” she asks, but her eyes never look away.
I narrow my eyes, my cock now throbbing from the way Julia looks at me. I’d wager she’s never been fucked right. Never had a dick buried balls deep in her ass, nor has she ever swallowed a mouthful of cum.
Is she’s a spitter? Or will she get on her knees for me and beg for a shot of my creamy jizz?
“How about you come and experience my club? And all our company’s resorts. Telling you about them will only give you so much insight. They are an experience, not simply places. The trip is on us. Just say yes,” I say, my tongue darting out to lick my lips.
Julia fidgets in her chair. She rocks from side to side in an uncomfortable motion.
“Something wrong, Julia?” Spencer asks, smirking.
She shakes her head, her hand wiping her brow. She is losing it fast.
“No. It’s very warm in this office. Do you think I could have a drink of water?” she asks.
Spencer laughs to himself, but he grabs a bottle of water from the bar in the corner of the room.
