In The Company of Billionaires - Part 1 (2 page)

‘I’ll make sure
to wear something decent tomorrow, Mr. Hensley.’

‘Call me
Steve.’

She felt,
rather than saw, his hands on her waist. The tingling sensation at
her neck descended quickly down to the small of her back, and she
bit her lip and tried not to speak, because if she were to speak
then what would come out would most certainly be gibberish.

His hands moved
down and caressed her buttocks….

She caught her
breath and her hands stopped moving. A fiery longing started at her
loins and shot straight to her pussy. She found herself becoming
wet and cursed herself for becoming aroused so easily by him.

He pressed
himself to her back, and she was fully aware of the press of his
crotch against her ass. What was one to do? Turn around and kiss
him, or just beg him to take her. He was a married man, but that
didn’t bother her too much because she knew that married men didn’t
necessarily have better morals than unmarried ones. She had been
around enough to know that. But to be so new at her job, and
already wanting her employer with such fierce longing? Was that
right? Was it even permitted? Fuck it…

She was about
to turn around and kiss him when he spoke. ‘You’ve been a bad girl,
Irene.’

‘It’s Irena,
with an “a”,’ she told him.

‘I know you
lied about your last job. You came highly recommended, and it turns
out that all those recommendations were forged.’

Her heart
thudded furiously inside her chest.

His next
question caught her by surprise. ‘What shall I do to punish
you?’

She had
expected him to ask her why she had done it, and then she would
have been honest and told him that if she hadn’t lied then her
chances of securing a job anywhere would be nil.

She was wearing
a short miniskirt that ended just below her hips over a pair of
black stockings. She felt his hands now on her hips. They pushed
her skirt up and stroked her buttocks. She felt his breath on her
neck…smelled his minty breath in her nostrils…there was a trace of
garlic in his breath, but for some odd reason she found it
sexy.

He drew back a
little from her and stared at her ass. She had a little red thong
embedded inside the crack of her ass. He felt a growing wave of
lust overpowering him. He inserted a finger into the crack of her
ass and tugged at her G-string. He pushed the little cloth over her
right buttock and placed his hand at the base of her buttocks.

He pressed
himself to her and whispered into her left ear. ‘You’re gorgeous,
Irena. From the first moment I laid my eyes on you I have wondered
what it would be like to shove my dick into your ass. Have you ever
had anal?’

‘Once,’ she
said truthfully. It had been once, with some man she couldn’t
clearly remember now, but she had been drunk then and could be
forgiven for not remembering the man who had deprived her of her
anal virginity.

This time she
was stone-cold sober and this brute, big hulk of a man was stroking
the crevice of her buttocks up and down with his finger. His finger
found the ring of her anus and lingered there, caressing her in a
way that brought a thrilling desire to her whole being. He moved
his hands lower and found her pussy. He stroked her pussy lips
gently with his fingers until she felt herself wetting his hand. A
fierce longing overpowered her and she began to turn around to kiss
him. She wanted him that badly…

His voice
stopped her. ‘Don’t move, bitch.’

Was he really
being derogatory with her, or was he using that term as a reference
to her being a female? Irena didn’t really care; right now the fire
inside her needed extinguishing, and she wanted this man inside
her. Without turning, she moved back her left hand and stroked his
crotch. She sought out his fly and unzipped his pants. She shoved
her hand into his pants and felt the power of him pulsating inside
his drawers. She searched for him until she found his cock. She
grabbed it in her hand and brought it out. It felt like a big
menace of a thing, pulsating angrily inside her hand. She stroked
it and felt it becoming rapidly strong. She stroked its head and
decided he was circumcised.

He drew himself
back and slipped out of her hand. ‘Don’t move, girl, don’ move,’ he
repeated. ‘Just lean forward a little for me and let me feast on
you.’

He dropped to
his knees and grabbed her buttocks in his hands. He parted them and
caught a glimpse of her pussy. He opened her further and it came
into full view. He grunted like a wild animal and licked at it.
‘You got my kind o’ pussy, girl – clean-shaven an’ smelling
muthafuckin’ delicious.’

His tongue
found her clitoris and Irena closed her eyes, letting the pleasure
of his oral treatment ride over her. She dropped her chest down
flat against the top of the washing machine and jutted out her ass
at him. She could not see him behind her, but felt the things that
he was doing to her, setting her body ablaze with both desire and
exquisite pleasure. He wet her generously with saliva, dipping his
tongue in and out of her pussy and sucking at her clit. Then she
felt his tongue at her anus, and she jerked up in a sudden panic.
She was worried if she was clean enough down there…

She had to be
the craziest bitch on the planet. Here she was, being orally fucked
by her billionaire employer, who was married, to say the least, and
all she could think of was if she was clean enough for his
approval…

His tongue drew
circles round the ring of her anus, and she caught herself cumming.
She closed her eyes and let the exquisite pleasure take her to
lands far beyond the borders of reason. The trip to heaven didn’t
last…

‘Jesus! You
fucking bitch!’ the unmistakable voice of Veronica Hensley said
sharply at the door.

Irena opened
her eyes and stared in the direction of the voice. Her eyes met
those of Veronica, the wife of the man whose mouth was presently in
her ass, exploring the pleasures to be gotten from her holes.
Surprising how she felt no fear, no panic inside of her. She just
stared calmly at Veronica and felt no identifiable emotion.

But the lady of
the house must’ve taken her calmness for insolence or defiance
because she suddenly came quickly forward and struck Irena with a
stinging slap across the face. Irena felt the pain seconds after
the hand of her employer had slashed across her face. She turned
towards the sink to hide her face from her employer.

Steve rose to
his feet. Irena couldn’t help but turn around slightly and stare at
him. His dick was standing pointing forward. It was a huge piece of
flesh, very dark in color and circumcised as she had surmised. Its
head was a marvel, a big knob like the fist of a baby, mauve in
color, and presently glistening with moisture. She felt herself
longing to touch it…

Veronica
must’ve read her thoughts because she slapped her again across the
face. ‘Filthy bitch! Only two days here and already fucking my
husband.’

He came onto
me, and his mouth was buried in my ass, not the other way round,
Irena wanted to yell, but she held on to her silence.

She stared at
Veronica, and noticed that the bitch’s white cheeks were flushed.
The two women stared at each other for a long moment, and then
Veronica sighed. ‘Can’t find good help anywhere these days. Bitch,
you’ve misbehaved, and you need to be punished for fucking my
husband without my consent.’

What the fuck?,
the little voice inside Irena screamed. Is anyone aware that there
was no penetration, hello?

Veronica turned
her gaze to her husband and commanded, ‘Steve, show this bitch not
to mess with your cock when I’m not around.’

‘Get down on
your knees bitch!’ he ordered to Irena.

Unsure what to
do, Irena obeyed. She suddenly felt like a robot, without any
thoughts of her own, but being bossed around by two people who
surely were not in mentally balanced states of mind.

On her knees on
the tiled floor of the laundry room, the big man came and stood
before her, his big cock dangling lasciviously at his crotch. It
had lost some of its turgidity now, and looked like a big black
worm that had a massive shiny head. His balls hung heavy at the
base of his shaft. Despite the humiliating situation these two were
putting her through, Irena felt the sudden strong desire to stroke
his balls and feel their big size in her hands…

He grabbed her
by the hair with his left hand and encircled his right hand around
the base of his shaft. Then he whacked her with it on her left
cheek. It thudded against her flesh but gave her some pain. He hit
her with his dick again, on the left cheek this time, using it as
if it was a short belt.

‘Take that,
bitch,’ growled Mr. Hensley. ‘You wanted this dick…There you have
it. You are a bad bitch and you need to be punished.’

He slapped her
with his limp penis across the face several times. A clear white
liquid came out of his cock’s tiny hole and dirtied her face each
time he whacked her with his cock. She closed her eyes firmly, not
wanting to be rendered blind by his body fluids.

Veronica folded
her arms across her chest and watched with an amused smile on her
face. ‘Promise you’ll never do it again, bitch,’ she said.

‘I’ll never do
it again,’ Irena said with her eyes still closed.

‘Open your eyes
and say it to my face,’ commanded Veronica.

Irena did as
told. She stared at her female boss. ‘I promise I’ll never come
onto your husband, ma’am.’

‘Now apologize
to my husband.’

‘I’m sorry,
sir—.’

‘For what?’ he
growled.

‘For—.’

He cut her
short curtly. ‘For wanting this cock? You want this cock, huh? You
want this big dick inside your pussy?’

He slapped her
hard with it across the face and she winced in pain. He must’ve
been deriving pleasure from this, because his cock was now standing
firm like it had been moments ago.

‘You want this
dick, huh? Take it bitch,’ he ordered. ‘Take it inside your mouth
and taste how wonderful it is.’

Half of Irena
found the coercion loathsome, yet the other half of her – the
wilder, more commanding, crazy side of her – actually wanted to
suck the big man’s cock and feel its power. She had seen big cocks
before, and even had both some nasty as well as delicious
encounters with some big cocks in her time, but this one definitely
ranked up there with the biggest cocks in New York City. Her bad,
demonic, unrestrained side wanted this dick inside all the holes of
her body, while her good, reasoning side wanted nothing to do with
all of this…

He slapped her
hard with his dick on her left cheek and tears sprang to her eyes.
She stared inquisitively at her female boss.

Veronica
rewarded her with a dispassionate look, still with her hands folded
across her chest.

Tentatively,
Irena took the big cock in her mouth and stroked it gently with her
lips and tongue.

‘That’s it,’
said Mr. Hensley, gently this time. Somehow with his dick so close
to her teeth he found it necessary to be gentle with her.

‘That’s it,
bitch, wrap your lips around my dick and suck it good….Oh sweet
Lord! You suck dick like a pro. Where did you learn to do that
shit?’

She did not
answer, but opened her eyes wide and glanced up at him.

‘That’s good.
Look at me when you suck my dick…clean it nice with your lips and
tongue…’

He seized her
head in his hands and held it in a tilted position, and then played
his pelvis back and forth, going deep into her mouth and shoving
his dickhead into her throat. She involuntarily opened her eyes
wide as the big organ jammed her throat. Tears flooded her eyes and
she ran out of breath. He shoved his whole length inside her mouth
and throat and she choked and jerked back. She coughed severely for
a while, tears streaming down her face.

He grabbed his
cock in his hand and held it firm like a baton stick. He held it
facing upwards and stroked its head, exposing his testicles. He fed
the two big balls into her and she stroked them vigorously with her
mouth. He then shoved his cock back into her mouth and urged her to
stroke it nice and slow. ‘Yeah, girl, do it nice and slow on my big
dick…nice ’n’ slow…just the head…I ain’t gon’ go deep in you this
time…just the head…like that…yeah, that’s it baby…’

Veronica, the
thin wife of the fabulously endowed Steve Hensley came forward and
grabbed her husband’s massive cock in her hand and stroked it
affectionately. She pulled his head down to her and kissed him on
the mouth with a fiercely heated passion.

She let go of
the gigantic cock and grabbed Irena by the hair, forcing her up to
her feet. Irena was tall, such that she stood head to head with
Veronica, even though Veronica was wearing high-heeled Vera Wang
shoes. Standing within such close proximity of the thin woman,
Irena was suddenly aware of Veronica’s powerful scent. She smelled
gloriously wonderful. It was the kind of fragrance to make one fall
in love and lose all senses.

Veronica was a
beautiful woman, and if she had been with more meat on her bones
she would be even more beautiful, but as it were, she had slightly
sunken cheeks and her cheekbones were slightly more pronounced
because of her slight weight. She had a long aquiline nose that
looked too perfect for her face to have come by natural processes.
She had a generally hard look about her, like someone who was
trying hard to live up to certain expectations or standards.
Despite the situation, Irena found herself actually sympathizing
with this little woman.

‘Have you got
children?’ Veronica asked in a voice barely above a whisper. It
sounded like the hiss of a dangerously lethal snake that had
somehow been outclassed by a clever mouse.

‘No,’ Irena
shook her head.