The Love Of Money - Episode 34
26-07-25 (13:43)
Then the button she'd been toying with popped free.
Bella fell silent, watching me for a long moment with a
small smile on her lips, her insecurity completely gone
by this point. Finally, she stood up. Her shoulders were
thrown back and her bra-clad breasts sat halfway out
of her blouse. She placed the blood-red fingernails of
one hand on my desk and dragged them across the
dark surface as she started to walk down the length of
it. Her eyes captivated my gaze as they stayed fixed on
me.
Fuck. This escalated quickly.
"She said you were young, newly wealthy, and single...
that you would need help navigating things." Reaching
the end of the desk, she walked around it and
approached me as she started unfastening more
buttons on her shirt.
"She said that new wealth can be isolating to some
people who aren't accustomed to it. It can make them
lonely, and I would be expected to help with that." Her
shirt fell open, and she let it slip from her shoulders and
pool around the bend of her elbows as her hands
lowered to the clasp of her pants. I thought she was
about to start taking those off too, but she simply stood
there, modeling for me. Her midsection was soft and
rounded like the rest of her. Her breasts were works of
art, held high and proud with an abundance of cleavage
that I could literally bury my face in. The top half of her
black bra was lacy and see-through, while the bottom
cups were made of a thick, satin-like material, designed
to support her heavy breasts. I could see the tops of
her areolas peeking through the sheer lace on each cup
but little more than that
Bella was the ideal ambassador for perfect femininity.
Her hands fell to her sides, and her shirt slipped all the
way off her arms, dropping to the floor. "I know what
that means, Mr. Upton. I can be your assistant, doing all
the things that a powerful man like you doesn't have
time for. She stepped toward me in a slow, languid
fashion. Her eyes never left mine. "And I can take care
of you in every way you need."
Finally reaching me, she raised a hand as if to place it
on the side of my face and then hesitated. Her eyes
searched me, trying to gauge my reaction - whether
her touch would be welcome or not.
As she approached, I sat back in my chair as much as I
could without reclining in it and simply stared back at
her, struggling to remember to breathe. Every glance
she gave me... every
movement of her hands... all of it was a calculated
dance meant to get a sexual reaction from me, and
none of it was wasted. She was a temptress who had
perfected the art of seduction, and I hoped against all
hope that she couldn't tell was absolute putty in her
hands. In this moment, Bella put every other woman in
the world to absolute shame.
With no sign of resistance from me, she slipped her
fingers through my hair on the side of my head. Her
fingernails grazed across my scalp which sent waves of
electricity coursing across my skin. She ran a thumb
across my cheekbone, but her gaze dropped to my lips
and her pink tongue darted across her own, wetting
them. The sight was tantalizing, and I wondered if had
the same look on my face as she did. She looked
desperate to kiss me.
Then she gracefully lowered herself to her knees, her
hand falling from my face to land in my lap. Her eyes
flickered downward and then back up at me as she
pressed her palm into my hard-on; I barely registered a
whimper as it escaped her lips.
"May I see it?" she murmured. "What I'll be working
with?"
Part of me knew better than to agree. I was sure that
if I felt the soft touch of her skin on my dick for even a
millisecond, the Interviews would be over. That part of
me kept screaming to practice even a modicum of self
discipline, but I quickly tamped down that line of
thought and gave her permission with a nod. I wanted
this. I wanted her.
She gave me a warm smile and undid the buckle and
fasteners on my pants, peeling them back to expose
the massive lump in my underwear. She hooked her
fingers in the elastic band and pulled them down, and
my cock twitched as it felt the cool office air. The head
was slick with precum.
Bella smiled up at me, "Mr. Upton, please don't take this
as empty flattery. This is one of the most beautiful
cocks I have ever seen."
A woman who was a twelve out of ten had just called
my cock beautiful. I didn't know what to say. "Thank
you."
"May I touch it?"
I swallowed and nodded again.
She reached out and placed one delicate finger on the
head of my cock just below the urethra. Running the
pad of her finger along it to wet it, she thern trailed
slowly down the length of my shaft. My cock spasmed;
more precum oozed out of the tip and ran down the
underside, chasing after her touch.
Bella smiled and arched an eyebrow as she peeled her
eyes off my cock to look up at me, "You look like
you're about to cum already." There was no judgment
in her voice. Just amusement. "Do I turn you on that
much?"
Afraid that my voice might crack if I said anything, I
nodded.
"Mmm," she purred as her finger continued to trail
downward where' she then cupped my balls, massaging
them a little as she continued to watch how I reacted.
My hips were starting to gyrate on their own, and I
could feel my jaw tightening as I involuntarily clenched
my teeth.
She trailed the back of her finger halfway up the length
of my cock and then wrapped her fingers around its
girth, giving it a light squeeze as she ran her thumb
over the sensitive underside. Then she began to slowly
work it up and down.
"May I taste you, sir?"
"God yes," I said. This was possibly the most turned on
I'd ever been in my life and wanted those pouty,
Cupid's bow lips on my cock more than anything.
She leaned forward and placed a delicate kiss just
under the head of my member where' it was most
sensitive. My body seized as I felt myself suddenly on
the verge of exploding. Bella's lips slid aver the head of
my dick, and she engulfed the first few inches in her
warm mouth. Her fist slid down to the base, giving her
room to work her mouth. I could feel her tongue on the
underside of my shaft as she proceeded to slide her lips
downward, taking more of
me.
Less than a minute later groaned, "Fuck! I'm cumming!"
I gritted my teeth and reached out for the back of her
head. I grasped a handful of dark brown hair and held
her in place as I felt my cock explode inside her. It felt
like the biggest load I'd ever fired. Bella didn't back off.
Instead, she hummed a note of what sounded like
pleasure and took it all. Her tongue continued to work
around my shaft, and she stared up at me with a
pleased look on her face. I threw my head back and
closed my eyes as I continued to ride wave after wave
of orgasmic pleasure.
After an unidentifiable amount of time had passed, I
felt my body go slack in my chair and opened my eyes,
finding myself staring at the ceiling. I gasped for breath
as my grip on Bella's hair slackened, and I felt her silky
tresses slip free of my fingers. I could still feel her lips
around my dick, but she'd stopped working the
sensitive shaft. She simply held it in place as I started
to come down from my high.
Finally, I felt movement from her and looked down just
in time to see the head of my dick slip free from her
beautiful lips. A bit of my semen adhered to the head
of my cock as she moved away and then broke free,
clinging to her chin. She wiped it away with a finger
and captured it with her tongue with a groan of
satisfaction.
Breathing heavily, she grabbed the base of my still-hard
cock and forced it to stand at attention. Then she
pressed the sloppy shaft to the side of her face and
nuzzled it before showering it with slow, luxurious
kisses. It was obvious that she'd swallowed my load.
"Thank you for this opportunity, Mr. Upton," she said,
looking up at me with those brown pools of liquid
seduction.
She then stood up, turned, and bent over to pick up her
shirt, giving me another wonderful view of her world-
class ass.
"I trust you've gauged our chemistry well enough?" She
asked as she slipped her shirt back on and started
fastening the buttons. "And that I've proven I'm willing
to make sure my employer has everything he needs?"
"Yeah," I replied lamely. "You did." Taking cue from her,
I started fastening my own pants, noting the faint
crimson coloring of the juices covering my cock from
her lipstick.
"Good" She reached out and placed a hand on the side
of my face again with the hand she hadn't been
working my cock with. Her touch was the soft caress of
a lover. Bella had been able to display a remarkable
combination of passion and tenderness in a short period
of time. It gave me the impression she wanted to be
my girlfriend just as readily as my assistant.
"You're handsome, you seem nice, and you have a
delicious cock," she said as she ran the back of her
hand down my cheek. "I really do hope you consider
me for the position, Mr. Upton. I bet you're a fantastic
kisser."
"You made... one hell of an impression," said. "I think I
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