I was surprised to hear his words but my heart seemed to want to challenge his words which seemed to belittle me. I drew closer to him with my hands on my hips.
"I'm 30 years old and you're 28 years old, what can you satisfy from a senior like me?" I said while bringing my face closer to his, which was only a few centimeters apart. I could even feel his breath because our lips were so close, almost touching, and I kept looking into his eyes. looked at my lips, then,Without warning, his big hand grabbed the nape of my neck and immediately kissed my lips passionately until I fell backward because he was balancing on him. Slowly I enjoyed the hot kiss, I thought I liked it. I returned the kiss while playing with my tongue with him, showing him that I was smarter than him.But unexpectedly, his hands were actively exploring my body... slipping into my dress, squeezing my buttocks. So hard that I wanted to scream but was prevented from doing. Because his lips continued to press against mine, making me speechless.After that, his other hand began to penetrate my breast which was not covered in a bra, and squeezed it slowly, playing with the small bulge there until I felt something that I never got from my husband, sexual desire.My husband never does anything like that and he just goes straight to the point, what he wants. The feeling of pleasure made me puff out my chest with my eyes closed and it didn't stop there. He started to dare to explore my feminine area and put my underwear aside without opening it."Aghhh—" The moan escaped my lips when his finger penetrated and circled inside, then I felt an incomparable pleasure. Made me jump and he silenced my mouth again which wanted to scream with his tight kiss.When his hard rod thrust forcefully into mine, which was probably small for him. He pumped hard and didn't care about the strong grip of my hand on his shoulder and my body yearned even more.. .yearned for release.Because he is bigger than my husband's, the pain left over from last night still hasn't gone away and the added pressure of this large blunt object makes me confused. I felt pleasure and pain at the same time.He continued to throw insult after insult, even between sighs, we continued to insult and corner each other. Although maybe we feel this pleasure together."How is it, Madam?""You bastard!""But you like it, don't you?"It can't be denied that he can make me dizzy. My mouth could say no but my body wants more. His eyes were full of great passion. His lips continued to roughly crush my lips and his hands squeezed my ass very hard."Ah, shit! You're too much!" I said in a trembling voice, and my eyes glared at him sharply. My hands gripped his hard shoulders. I was weak when his lips kissed my neck and shoulders. While our body shakes very hard."Because you lured me into doing it!" he answered with a cynical look and pushed his penis in even more until I felt a sharp jolt touching the base. I wanted to scream but he covered my mouth again with his lips. This hurts!"Fuck you, eghhhh" I cursed while closing my eyes. My sharp pointed nails gripped tightly through his white shirt."Yes i fuck you this and this is so fucking delicious! Can you withdraw what you said earlier, ma'am, hmmm," he said. We stared at each other in annoyance, our lips quivering.I've been talking sighing and continuing to moan. He continued to kiss and lick the neck to the ear, which is a woman's sensitive point. He probably hasn't done this with a woman in a long time. He was like a lion that was hungry and thirsty for a woman's body."I want out Madam, inside or outside""Up to you... ahgh" I said not caring. I also can't stand anymore. A burst of warm white lava flooded my womb. I was weak but tried to show him that I could survive the rough touch he was giving me.He lowered one of my legs that was around his waist, pulling out his own and I felt lost, loose, and empty. I staggered, he grabbed my waist then I roughly pushed his hand away."You—" while still panting for breath, I tried to speak. Glaring sharply at him but he didn't feel intimidated. His hands were busy pulling his trousers back up. The sweat on his face made him even more handsome. Oh damn!"Compare me with your husband, which is better. Me or him. Fire me after this, I don't mind. Because I want to prove that I'm good at this and you can never forget it this night!"Fuck! There's nothing I can say because I'm tired, sick, sore. Confirming that my clothes and hair might not be neat anymore. I limped along. A little difficulty but all employees are still at the front.When I opened the door, I bit my lips and pulled the roll of my hair until it hung down covering my neck which was being sucked by the bastard chef. Unlucky! Why is he so wildly enjoying my body?I stood up straight and walked gracefully without seeing several people who were standing waiting for me to come out. I immediately called my driver to take me home via the back road. I can't possibly show myself again in a broken state like this.After a few minutes, I finally arrived at my residence. I threw my body on my soft mattress with all the aches and pains in my lower part. How can I make love to someone I just met, even though he is my subordinate, where is my brain, why don't I reject him.His touch makes me forget my self-esteem as a woman, am I so thirsty for men's touch, and caress that I am easy to control. I took off my dress and everything that was attached to my body and went into the spacious bathroom. Soaked in the bathtub which looked out onto the view of the pitch-black London skyline, with lights scattered below like stars in the sky. While washing my hands and feet then rubbing my face gently with foam covering my body at this time and thinking. What should I do with the new chef tomorrow? I wanted to be angry but I enjoyed his touch ... even though it was rough and passionate as if he wanted me. Just remembering it my body felt like he wanted to be touched again. It occurred to me. Can I invite him t
*Louis*While relaxing with my friends at the beach, Sarah, my sweetheart was cuddling with me and occasionally kissed me. A friend of mine approached us, showing a photo on his cellphone, saying, "This is your wife, Louis... she's beautiful. If you let her go, I'm ready to replace you for her," which made my ears burn. I felt forced to look, though I didn't want anything negative to happen to her. I saw a photo of her uploaded by a famous photographer with the caption 'RADELLA FLOWERIST ROWDIE = a man's dream woman.' Seeing the caption and reading the comments made me feel like my eyes were about to pop out, especially the detailed exposure of her body's curves, which I found too vulgar. I wanted to slam the cell phone but quickly suppressed my anger when Sarah kissed my cheek. She said, "Don't be serious, honey, let it be... maybe she needs to tempt other men to get close to her. It might be easier to distance yourself from her.""If someone dared to approach her? Besides, I'm tired
*RADELLA*"Ahss Radella!" He screamed after I kicked the most important part which was located between his crotch. Pushing his heavy body until he fell to the floor. I ran to the bathroom then closed the door and locked it. I don't want to be touched by him consciously. I don't want him to compare my body to his girlfriend's body. That must be what he wants, right? He wanted to see me, to see what he had never consciously seen. Brak ... brak... brak "Open RADELLA... RADELLA!! You will know if you fight me and reject me!" Louis' screams echoed as he tried to bang roughly on the bathroom door and wanted to break it in. Fortunately, this room is equipped with soundproofing, so the servants won't hear the commotion going on in my room. "Go out there with your whore... I'm waiting for your divorce papers. Release me immediately so you can have fun dating her, you bastard husband!" I scrambled to hold the door afraid he'd manage to open it. I'm annoyed that he treats me like a prostitut
*KEATON*Something I wanted from yesterday finally happened now. Since the incident in the kitchen, we never interacted again. I want to make peace with her and maybe now is the time. "Yes, but not at your house. I have a restaurant not far from here. And can I catch your car because I'm being followed," She said, glancing outside. I understand her status as the wife of a noble. How could she possibly want to create a scandal with a man like me, who is far from her husband's social status? "I'm going to turn the car around, and get out the back door," I told her. I'm sure she doesn't know how to escape properly. "But I will pay for it," "No Madam, let me do it," I said and she smiled sweetly. Her lips, oh my God, they belonged to someone else. I came out with all the shopping after paying for it. I put all my things in the trunk of the car while looking around me. I don't know her car, only that there is a black SUV standing by not far from a luxury car worth millions of dollars.
His shady eyes stared at me unblinking as his footsteps approached me. My feet froze in place, reluctant to move. What have I said? Should I say that I— "Um... that's—" I gasped in surprise when his large arms grabbed my hips so that our chests were pressed together. His handsome face sedated me for a few seconds until I couldn't speak..."Chit chat is that what you want to say," he said, his eyes falling on my lips. This strange feeling hit me. I tried to move to get away from him. "Hey, I'm your boss... why... are you... presumptuous in doing this?" I stammered without emphasis or firmness. I should have gotten angry and pushed him hard or I should have kicked two of his balls but...but his gaze intimidated me... "In the hotel and during working hours, you are the boss, but outside the hotel and working hours, there is only you as a woman and I as an adult man. Explain the word lucky. Do you feel lucky too?" This man was so bold as to touch me a second time. He didn't think abou
*Radella* "Are you tired?" He asked while pushing aside my wet hair covering my sweaty face. Maybe I'm not beautiful anymore. My throat felt dry, I couldn't swallow any saliva. "Do you still want me, you haven't come out yet, have you?" I asked. Since we have been making love for so long, he hasn't released cum at all. Why was he able to endure it? "If you're tired we'll stop and enjoy it another time," he said. Picking up my shirt that fell on the floor gave it to me. Our eyes intertwined. I only wear an unbuttoned shirt. Smooth my hair back. "No, I want you out and that's fair!" I said, looking at him in a serious, commanding tone. He has to follow what I want. I want reciprocity, I want him to feel as pleased as he pleases me."Okay," he said, flashing a faint smile. We put our bodies together again and finally, he shot his cum into my womb. My eyes closed feeling him pulsing inside me. "Sorry I forgot to ask, outside or inside," he said, regretfully. I didn't think about that
*Louis* I returned to LA to complete my business development project in this country. Having branch companies in many countries takes up quite a lot of my time. So far I don't have a problem, because that is the reason I avoid my wife and spend time with my friends and my girlfriend. After this, maybe I will reconsider my busy schedule. I entered my room and there were already 2 of my friends sitting relaxed on the sofa. "Finally you've come, where have you been? You know we're not just on holiday but working and they need a clear agreement from you," said one of them with an annoyed look on his face. They both immediately stood up to me. "I know, I'll just go home for a moment and arrange another meeting with them," I said, immediately sitting in my big chair and they sat in the chairs in front of my desk. There are so many files piling up for me to check, it's tiring."Are you going home to file your divorce papers?" said the other man named Kevin. With a relaxed look, he said t
*Radella*At this hotel, I had a special room. Only I have the key to this room. I lay down on the bed, feeling sore in all my joints and bones, especially my intimate parts. Staring at the ceiling of the room, while remembering what I had done last night.These lips never stop showing a happy smile. I feel free and is this what is called happiness? I forgot what it felt like to be happy when I was single. But this was not completely happy because I got the touch of a man who was not my husband. If he were my husband then this happiness might be one hundred percent complete."Naomi—""Yes, madam, what is it?"I called her to prepare all my very urgent needs. "I asked you to buy me an office suit, you know my clothing style and size, right?""Okay Madam, what color?" She is always quick to respond, I like people like her."I want a bright one this time and one more—" Because I'm happy, I want to shine."Well, anything else Madam?""And lingerie buy me 10 types that are unique and brigh