My 3 Rockstar Bosses

“Baby, I want you to relax the muscles at the back of your throat. Can you do that for me?” He eases his big shaft deeper in. There’s no way the whole thing is going to fit. “Take a big breath through your nose, Princess.” I do as I’m told. “I want you to take all of my cock in baby,” he urges again.

This time, I loosen my jaw and my man in fully inserted. He groans, then he extracts his giant dong from my lips. “Good baby. That was excellent practice. You make me feel amazing. Are you playing with your dirty cunt on the floor of the dressing room?”

I smile and pump my fingers in and out of my pussy in reply.

“That’s good, sweetheart, get yourself all wet for my cock.”

I’m about to come when the salesgirl starts knocking on the door.

“Everything okay in here?” she says. Her voice is absolutely clueless and I can hear the doorknob rattle.

But Mr. Bates isn’t fazed at all.

“Everything’s okay,” he calls. “I’m just in here with Lacy making sure everything fits okay.”

The woman is as dumb as a doornail.

“How do the sandals look?” she chirps.

Howie pants then, his blue eyes gleaming as he stares at my heaving form.

“Goddam beautiful,” is his growl. I can barely let my mouth open because I’ll be screaming if my lips part. Howie fingers my wet clit and lowers his mouth to suck me. He looks up at me and smiles.

“You taste incredible baby, god.” He licks me and I feel his tongue flitting in and out of my tight hole. I can’t help it. I close my lids and lean back on the wall of the dressing room. How did this happen to me? It’s still all so surprising. I look down at the dark hair bobbing between my legs and all the sudden my thoughts are gone. I can’t think at all! I’m just oozing into my Howie’s mouth, when suddenly it happens.

“Ahhh!” I scream. I grab his head and pull his face deeper into my cunt. I feel him licking me everywhere, tunneling into my pink channel. I grind my pussy on his face until my orgasm crests, exploding with a million bright lights. Howie lifts his face to me. He jaw is totally soaked.

“Oh Mr. Bates …”

“My princess.”

Fortunately, the salesgirl’s gone now. She must have realized we were up to something naughty, and I steal a shy look at the billionaire.

“I don’t know if I heard her right …,” are my shy words.

“Heard who right?” he asks, wrapping his arms around my waist and petting the pretty fabric of the sundress.

“Well, the salesgirl. She said something about Italy?”

Howie smiles and kisses me on the cheek.

“That’s right baby. Italy. I’m taking you to my Villa. It’s a nice place. I think you’ll like my Florence property.”

My eyes widen. I have never been anywhere outside of the eastern United States. I mean, once I went on a road trip to Pittsburgh with Charlie, but I don’t think that counts as a vacation. Not when you’re sleeping in the car and eating Burger King to save money.

So the words Mr. Bates says are totally foreign to my ears. His villa? In Florence? Can he be serious?

His eyes twinkle.

“You like juicy ripe tomatoes and beautiful views?” he asks.

I stammer.

“Yes, I mean, I probably would love those things. I’ve just, I’ve never traveled Howie. I’ve never seen the world!”

“And the world has never seen you. Not like this. Baby, you look incredible. Let’s go to the next shop and get you some real evening wear. If we want to have long, magical nights together on my terrace with my Italian neighbors, you’re going to want to be in the finest silks and laces. Lacey things for a girl named Lacy.” He hugs me. I can’t believe what’s happening to me. What will Albie think? One day I was working under her in the house of a stranger. The next, the billionaire’s buying me gowns and spoiling me rotten. What could possibly happen next in this fantasy? I fall in love? I buy my aunt an entire apartment building in repayment for her kindness to me?

Like he can read my mind, Howie takes my hand and lifts me to my feet. I can feel the bulge in his pants as he hugs me in the dressing room. He’s still so hungry to fuck my cunt. I want him to. I’m hungry too, this time, for lunch, but I also want my special man to spurt his hot jizz deep into my vag.