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After all, she showed me the best way to mix business and pleasure, right?
“First, let me run over our partner locations. I know at least one of them will fill your every need,” I say, almost catching my breath on the word ‘fill’.
Spencer has chosen that moment to slip a vibrator into my pussy.
The standing desk was Killian’s idea. He demands access to my body at all times, even when I’m working. Especially when I’m working.
“First, a classic Hawaiian adventure,” I continue, trying to pull my focus back to the client in front of me. “White sandy beaches, a first-rate spa, and a recently added group of excellent surfing instructors.”
I virtually pull up the pictures Spencer and I took during our last rip to his resort. I notice, for the first time, that in the corner of one picture is me lying topless on the massage table. I guess that’s one way to sell his resort.
“At the spa, we can set you up to do a couples’ massage. It’ll be something out of a dream.”
Spencer kisses the inside of my thigh and starts fucking me with the vibrator. Then, he massages my clit with his tongue. I close my eyes for a moment.
“That sounds like paradise,” Addison says in a breathy voice.
I open my eyes and smile. “It is. It’s a sweet way to unwind.”
Spencer chuckles under the desk, and I’m suddenly thankful that I have a directional mic for this call.
“Now, for something a little different, we have a partner location in Japan,” I continue.
Xane steps into the room with uncanny timing, a silk rope in his hands. He sees I’m on a call and walks over to sit beside me, staying just out of view of the webcam. He runs the end of the rope up my thigh, teasing me.
He grabs my hand, which is out of frame, and brings it to his cock. I can feel the heat of his man meat through his light linen pants.
“Located in Hokkaido, the northern island of Japan, this is a gem of a romantic getaway. You will be away from all distractions and crowds. A perfect way to get wrapped up in each other.”
I pull down on Xane’s pants and free his monster cock. I wrap my fingers deftly around his cock and smile to myself when he moans just low enough that the mic won’t pick it up.
The pictures I pull up for Addison were all taken by a professional photographer Xane brought on our last trip. The last shot shows me, with just several faint marks on my arms from the complicated knot-work Xane did the night before.
“How exotic,” Addison says, looking intrigued.
I can’t wait to see what she has to say about Killian’s resort. There’s a reason I saved his for last.
Derek crosses the office from where he was sitting enjoying a glass of scotch.
“For something a bit more athletic, you can fly into a private airstrip in Colorado for a skiing adventure fit for royalty,” I continue.
Derek pours me half a glass of scotch and, being careful not to come into the frame, circles around me to admire my ass. I take a sip.
“I’ve never been skiing. Brent used to snowboard before he took up golf,” Addison answers.
“This is perfect for anyone, from beginners to professionals. Certified instructors are available round-the-clock for our guests, and we can even arrange night runs if you don’t want to worry about crowds. There’s also a variety of hot springs on the property. The deluxe cabins even have their own private access, and there is a large soaking pool available to all resort guests. I highly recommend staying in a cabin with its own pool; the sunrise through the trees while you unwind in the natural hot water is…indescribable.”
Derek is behind me now, reclining on a couch that gives him full access to my bare ass. He slides the metal plug out of my asshole, and I let out a deep sigh under my breath. Then, he replaces the jeweled plug with the thick head of his cock, still managing to stay out of view of the camera.
I rotate my hips, keeping my upper body still, pulling quiet moans of pleasure from him. He loves it when I do that.
Spencer takes the vibrator out of my now dripping cunt and replaces it with his own throbbing cock. A thrill runs up my spine; I have twenty-four inches of man meat inside me and more in my hand—all while I’m booking a brand new client.
I run through the pictures we’ve all put together for clients. One shows me sitting with all the guys in the lodge.
I don’t remember it having been taken, but I do remember why my hands were under the table and why Derek was feeding me fish and chips. My hands were full of cock, just the way I like.
