Page 19 of Promised at Birth


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“Everyone must sign non-disclosure agreements, including yourself. Nick will give them to you. Make sure that everyone that meets Gwen signs an agreement.”

“I understand. I can handle all of this. What is your budget?”

I fold my hands on top of the desk.

“I don’t have a budget. Just make sure she has everything she needs – make-up, perfume, any toiletries that women need such as shower gel, lotions, whatever. I want her to look perfect. Time is of the essence. You need to go over to her father’s house today and meet with her.”

“Of course, I will cancel the rest of my appointments for the day.”

“I really appreciate that, Vanessa, thank you.”

“You are welcome, is there anything else I can do for you Bobby? Anything at all?”

She smiles. I say nothing. Teasing her.

“I will text Nick and let him know I can be at the Fielding mansion in about a half an hour.”

“Make that an hour.” I command.

My eyes rake over her body. Time to get down to some real business.

Vanessa deliberately leans down. Her white silk blouse is open. Sheer white push-up bra showing.

“Very nice.” I comment on her tits.

I raise one eyebrow at her. That is all I need to do to get chicks to fuck me.

Coyly smiling, she takes off her suit jacket.

I want to stand up. Go over to her. Then I have a better idea.

“Don’t stop there. Take off your blouse.” I order.

Vanessa removes her blouse. I see her erect dark nipples through her bra. She arches her back to make her tits look bigger.

“Reach up under your skirt, Vanessa. Take your panties off. Leave your shoes on. I want to fuck you in those heels!”

She smiles. She reaches up under her tight skirt and shimmies. She pulls her lacey white thong off. Vanessa’s naked pussy is still covered by her skirt. My mouth is watering. Cock bulging through my pants.

“Umm.” I sigh.

She reaches behind her back and unhooks her bra. Her exposed tits are small. Nipples hard begging to be sucked.

“Lovely.” I don’t take my eyes off her naked tits.

She drapes a thigh over each arm of the leather chair, facing me. Hikes her skirt over her waist. Her pussy is spread open. Between her legs a cute black trimmed landing strip. Wet. Fuck! Her finger finds her clit. She starts to rub. She moans. I like a chick that knows what she needs.

“I don’t want you to come yet, Vanessa.”

“Then fuck me, Bobby Vincenzio!”

I smile.

Vanessa stops touching herself. Stands up. Unzips her skirt. Shimmies her hips until the skirt hits the floor. She proudly stands in front of my desk completely nude only wearing stiletto heels.Delicious.She turns around and shows me her tight firm ass. She kneels on the chair with her back to me. Leans over and spreads her pussy wide open with her hands. She turns her head toward me – lust in her eyes.What can I say?Hot chicks always spread their legs for me.

I open a desk drawer and pull out a condom. I take off my suitcoat – hang it on the back of my chair. I hate wrinkles. I go over to Vanessa’s open pussy. I sit on the edge of my desk, right behind her. I can smell her need. I unzip my pants and roll the condom on my engorged cock. Vanessa watches me over her shoulder. She smiles and raises her eyebrows at the size of me. I grab the back of her neck with one hand. My other hand snakes in front of her and I pluck a hard nipple. I plunge into her wet pussy in one hard stroke, just the way I like. Vanessa shrieks. She grinds her ass against my pelvis.Umm.

I don’t kiss her. Kissing is only a means to an end. Sure, when I was younger, I kissed girls hoping they would let me into their panties. Now, I don’t kiss. Don’t have to. Don’t need to. Kissing is too intimate. I just fuck.

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