Buying Her Flower

I shake my head and try to focus on just Andrew and me. I’m starting to feel a little uneasy with so many people watching us now. For the second time tonight, I begin to question my reasons for agreeing to be a part of this.

I really need the money though. I can’t give up on my business dreams. I don’t want to give up on my dreams.

“Fuck yeah,” Andrew says, sitting up and looking at my body. “I love that you love being my little slut. I love looking at your full tits and that curvy ass and knowing that you’re mine.”

Suddenly, it’s all worth it. I’d let him do this to me any time, anywhere he wants. As long as it’s only him.

“You won’t let him win?” I whisper, so that only Andrew can hear.

“Of course not! You owe me a date!” he whispers back.

The humor in his voice makes me smile with relief. I try to calm myself and relax. We finish giving the crowd a show as Andrew bids to eat me out again. I enjoy it a little more this time. A few more guys in the crowd also place bids to participate, but Andrew beats them all.

His main competition comes from the guy we talked to earlier. The way he looks at Andrew makes me wonder if this is some kind of rivalry thing going on between them. He must have some kind of connection to Brian and Andrew and the auction company as do the majority of the people here.

To be honest, he really gives me the creeps. He’s the reason I really don’t enjoy what’s happening right now, other than the fact that I’m with Andrew and he makes me feel physically amazing. Emotionally, though, I’m really starting to waver.

I don’t mind the rest of the crowd because they are no competition to Andrew. This guy, though, well – I shudder to think how he would treat me if he won. He would not be kind. He would use me for his own pleasure instead of making me feel good, like Andrew does.

Julia seems pleased that he keeps bidding though. I guess that’s a good thing because it means everyone will make more money. That will definitely help me with my business.

Maybe this isn’t the bad idea I thought it was, as long as Andrew is the winner, and it doesn’t look like he’s anywhere close to running out of money to spend, since he keeps bidding, and confidently so.

I mean, I am getting to spend some time with Andrew. I know that I’m enjoying what we’re doing but not I’m worried that I’m enjoying it a little bit too much. I’m putting all of myself out here on display for everyone to see. And my heart might be hanging out a bit too much, just like my tits and my pussy.

I’ve already decided against anything serious like a relationship, so whatever I enjoy with him would just have to be for one night, I tell myself. That is what I wanted, after all.

I don’t think Andrew would mind that. Most guys are into that sort of thing anyways. His words to me the other day ring in my ears. Is he expecting more from this or am I just one of his many playthings to use and discard? In that case, it’s a good thing I’m protecting my heart.

I love how he uses my body, and he can do whatever he wants with it. But I’ll hang on tight to my heart, because I would hate for that to be trampled on.

Chapter 10

Andrew

I groan when I hear the other guy wants to bid on my Sheila. I already consider her to be mine. I can’t fucking stand this guy. His name is Aaron Watkins and he’s one of my chief rivals. He owns a very successful tech firm in Silicon Valley. It’s in direct competition with mine.

He bids again on my sweet, slutty little Sheila, whose delicious cherry I’m dying to pop, and I sigh in frustration.

“Can’t you see that she doesn’t want to be with you?” I snap at him.

He just glares at me. Sheila says nothing. She looks dazed from everything we have been doing.

I love how she opens up her pussy and puts it on full display for me. How she lets me do anything I want to it, because it’s mine. Or at least it’s partially mine, and I’ll make sure it’s about to be totally mine.

I grab her pussy and spread her lips open further, looking deep into the pink, wet stickiness I love to eat and touch I slide my fingers inside her pussy lips. The tight walls of her pussy close in on my fingers, inviting them further in, as if they were my cock, which I wish they were. I can’t wait to cram her tight little pussy with my huge cock. I hope she’s ready to handle all of it, because I want to stuff her full.