I am so happy we are winding down on Season 2 of Anything for Lola. I hope you have enjoyed the ride and will continue this adventure with me. Q&A-Do you think Nathan will find Lola now that she is back in the city? Let me know your theories in the comments, and don't forget to drop those Gems.
Justine continues the tour and tells me that the staff only comes in if I call for help with something. There is a housekeeper who comes in on Tuesday and Friday and a chef I can buzz up if I get hungry. That intrigues me. I would love to talk shop and get back into cooking. I’m eager to try after seeing everything in the kitchen. Learning new techniques and recipes will be a blast in that galley. Making our way to the bedrooms, my things are unpacked and hanging. I feel so spoiled seeing my clothes next to Justine’s. My shoes are on the same turn table. It’s like a dream. “Lola, tomorrow I have to go into the office. But Damien will be staying to keep you company,” she says while I change for bed. “I’m sure he has work to do. I should be fine on my own,” I offer not to be a burden. “Damien won’t like the idea of you being alone,” she says pointedly. “No, I don’t like that at all,” his voice rings from the hallway. Turning, I see Damien crossing his arms over his massive chest,
Nathan - on the early morning of Friday, the 1st Finally sober, I call Lola, and of course, she doesn't answer. Bitch is making me angry; it's been two days, and she hasn't come to her senses. How much longer is this going to take? Fuck, she's racking up another sound beating. I will get fired if I don't get ready for work today. Having to take a day off due to Lola's freak-out has made this job take longer than it should. Trying to track her down got me nowhere, but I left her a surprise to clean up when she got home. Thankfully, the day ends with a bang, plowing into Brandy alongside Daniel. This slut loves taking us both. But the more I indulge, the more I need Lola. Her pussy would be so much better. The weekend is much the same as I drink, fuck, and calling Lola constantly. When I get nowhere, I pound out my aggression with random girls that Daniel finds for us. But Lola never leaves my mind as my dick is rightfully sucked and fucked. Early Morning of Monday, the 3rd Waking
Damien - on the afternoon of Monday, the 3rd I growl, waking to Justine’s mouth firmly sucking on my cock. I grab her hair quietly, trying to make her stop, but Lola’s hand reaches out to halt me. She turns my face to hers, kissing me passionately to say hello. “You were poking me in the ass, and Justine got jealous. Even told me to make sure you don’t stop her either,” she says, biting my lip. I’m only fueled more by her words and feel the veins of my cock thumping. Justine hums wildly, sucking on me faster. The look in Lola’s eyes says she also wants to join, throwing back the covers. “Justine, you’re paying for this later,” I declare while enjoying the ride. I know this is how she likes to wake up in the morning, and I’m surprised she’s been good up until now. When I feel Lola moving, I get even more aroused. Biting her way down my chest, causing me to buck at Justine’s mouth, they only giggle in approval continuing their temptations. When Lola’s at my pelvis, Justine and her
Lola - on the Evening of Monday, the 3rd I still can’t believe this is real. I have had good mornings, but today is one of the best. Simply waking up to an aroused Damien makes me happy, as he always leaves before I can say hello. Justine says he does it so I don’t get uncomfortable. But he feels good laying behind me with a hard cock. It even makes Justine horny for him, and I must play along. “Are you sure he won’t get mad,” I ask her bashfully. “He’ll love it, just follow my lead and tell him not to stop me,” she whispers. Justice mentioned that Damien likes oral sex but refuses to ask for it. That’s hot, and I want to change his mind now. She goes under the covers, and Damien soon wakes with a primal growl. He playfully threatens revenge. We happily take turns ravaging his cock, twice. Not a treatment I will give just any man either. After that, he rewards us with our orgasms under a warm spray of water. I don’t know how I prefer to get clean with them. A sensual bath or a pl
“Want to be my kitchen helper? I could use the extra hands,” I asked, tickling his neck. “Anything for you, Lola,” he twirls me to the song, and we start. Damien helps by putting on some pots of water to boil, “You know the in-house chef can do all this,” he offers. “But I like to cook and want to do it. Also, no one enjoys food more than you and Justine, so you should let me.” That makes Damien happy as we kiss passionately, and he finally agrees. But his face shifts from a smile to a frown. That can’t be good. “I do have something to tell you and hope it doesn’t sour your mood,” he says humbly. Damien rests his forehead on mine, slowly caressing my face and being incredibly careful of my bruises. He sighs, pecking me one more time. “Uh oh, what did he do this time?” I ask knowingly. The conversation leads to Nathan’s attempt at finding me through Damien. Today, he’s called Justine’s firm repeatedly. Mia said the same thing about the diner. What is it with him and messing with
Justine - on Tuesday the 4th Ever since bringing Lola to the loft, I have been on fire. I want to touch or kiss her constantly. She looks good here, and I don’t want that to change. Damien, too. When I came home yesterday, they were cuddling on the couch. It was adorable. I’m sitting at work today and must keep from pulling up the camera feed to watch her. I don’t want to invade her privacy and alone time. But it was like this yesterday too. I want to be with her, not at work. However, the time away is suitable for both of us. Lola can think more clearly without me distracting her. With that thought, I do my work. I’m reviewing a film about one of my finished property upgrades, needing the official seal of approval. The documents are cut and dry. But seeing Nathan showing the improvements made me pause the video. To be sure, I pull up Damien's Agency file for him. Sure, enough comparing his info, he was the foreman for the job. I hate that I paid him while he hurt my Lola daily. T
Lola - on Wednesday the 5th Waking up alone is sad this morning. Justine and Damien needed to be in the office for international business. They told me last night, but I forgot. I playfully tried to keep them in bed with me longer, using kisses. But they still left around two o’clock when I couldn’t keep my eyes open. On the plus side, they will be home early, and I have a distraction planned today. Markum is coming over for training. With that thought, I get up, shower, and dress in my practice clothes. I can’t believe it’s only been a week since the breakup. Looking in the mirror, the bruises are all but healed on my face. There's only a mild green and yellow discoloration now. I thought it would take much longer than this to look like myself. That ointment works, and I must thank Gio for it. Dinner tonight will be the perfect opportunity to show my appreciation. They love food, making it a win for me. Other than Justine and Damien, they have taken the most care of me recently.
Damien - on the Morning of Thursday, the 6th The week has been fantastic with Justine and Lola. It’s not always about sex, but when it is, it’s glorious. And waking up to them is even better. I feel like a king. However, this morning I must fend off Justine’s advances to not wake Lola. She settles for kisses before finally getting out of bed. Justine is free for most of the day after her international calls. I laugh when she mentions not going into the firm because her rear stings. I know Gio will be happy when I tell him later. It’s two o’clock, and I lay there a bit longer, snuggling with Lola. Her soft breathing has me relaxed and unable to move. Instead of making my calls, I form a plan to make breakfast and fall back to sleep. Waking up again at six o’clock, I first order pecan shortbread cookies for Lola. To be hand delivered when she gets up. I know she will enjoy the surprise. After Justine finishes, she comes into the kitchen, trying to rub against me while I cook. Thoug