My Bully's Father

“We’ll have some in the room.”

“What room?”

“I have a room here in this hotel.” I already knew that but played along.

I hadn’t even been the one to suggest coming here, having chosen a less expensive place to go to.

I didn’t want him thinking I was in it for the money like his bitch of an ex-wife, after all. The less like her I appear, the better. Which wasn’t hard because I am nothing like her.

We stood up to leave without paying because I’m guessing he has a tab because the server didn’t even bat a lash when we walked by him and out the door. All the way up in the elevator, we kept our distance, our bodies did at any rate, but our eyes stayed locked together.

He took my hand and led me a few steps to the door of the penthouse suite. I tried not to stare and appear gauche, not the way I had when I’d been taken to his home for the first time all those years ago. I fought back any thoughts of the past as he led me over to the liquor cabinet.

“More wine?”

“Of course,” I remember he’d given me wine that first night as well. It had helped with the pain of losing my virginity, something he hadn’t known about but was fascinated by, just as I’d hoped. I sipped on the chilled expensive champagne as he walked towards the bank of windows overlooking the skyline.

I walked over after kicking off my shoes and laid my head on his shoulders. All my movements are innocent; he doesn’t like to be chased but to do the chasing, something else I think he’d picked up after his wife had been caught cheating.

The workaholic who’d lost his wife to his career has in the last two weeks skipped work at least every other day. This is a man who never took a day off in the twenty years he’d been running his company, except maybe the day his daughter was born, but back then, he wasn’t the CEO; that was his father’s job.

He smelled my hair then his lips made their way over to my temple while his arm rested on my hip. I shared a sip of my champagne with him, which turned into a kiss that lingered as we stood in the window high above the street.

It wasn’t long before he took the glass from my hands and reached over to the side table, and placed it there. I was turned into his chest, where we both feasted on each other’s lips. One of his big hands slid up the back of my dress, taking the soft fabric with it.

Since he’d never returned my panties, I was bare-assed naked from the waist down, which made it easier for me to feel the bulge of his cock through his dress slacks that felt like molten chocolate against my cool thighs. “Open!” I spread my legs open, and he started playing with me from behind.

His fingertips played between my wet pussy folds while his knuckles teased the crack of my needy ass. He licked my face the way I liked before feeding me his tongue. I went up on my toes from the pressure his fingers put on my pussy and rubbed myself against his hardening cock.

“Get on your knees and suck me off.”

“I aim to please.” I made my way down his thigh while biting my lip and staring into his eyes. My hands stopped when they reached the growth behind his zipper, and my fingers made quick work of releasing his monster for my eyes to see.

His cock bobbed in the air, and I caught it, letting his precum drip on my tongue before licking the thick purple head of his cock with just the tip of it. “Ummm!” He played in my hair as he started fucking into my mouth. I got comfortable in the heels that added about three inches to my five-two height, with my dress falling off my shoulders and pussy juice oozing down my thighs.

I played the innocent as I took his cock into my mouth though I’d spent months learning this technique on the screen. I knew how and when to hold my breath when to relax my throat to take in more of him, and most importantly, how to tickle his cock with the back of my throat.

All of this worked to enslave him, and when he tugged my hair tight, and I squealed around his balls deep cock I felt him shake. He dragged me up and tore the dress from my thin frame before pushing me across the table, and his head went down between my thighs. I stifled the giggles that threatened to escape but soon disappeared behind the moans he elicited with his tongue.