The Love Of Money - Episode 134
29-07-25 (07:46)
I reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it up just
enough to expose her ass, showing off the high-cut
emerald panties she wore. The faded marks Helen had
given her last night peeked out from underneath her
emerald panties. I ran my fingers gently over some of
them, getting a little jump from her. I released the shirt,
letting it fall back over her ass as I tugged at her hip,
turning her back around.
"Not putting up much of a fight," I observed.
"Compared to last night" she snapped, "I'm getting the
royal treatment."
"Having Erin here doesri't bother you?"
"She's already seen everything," Bobbi said.
"Fair enough," I said. "Kiss me. Then clean this." I
gestured to my coffee cup.
Bobbi regarded me for a full thirty seconds, and I could
see her working through the scenarios of how to obey
my orders. Then she leaned forward and placed her lips
on mine for a quick peck. She straightened, clearly
waiting for my response.
I sighed and decided not to push it. She was being
relatively tame this morning, and I had already asked
Helen to take it easy on her. When I didn't ask for
more. Bobbi grabbed the coffee cup and dumped the
hot coffee on my lap.
"Fuck!" I said, jumping out of my stool. Erin gasped and
was Immediately on me with a towel.
"Oh shit! You okay, Marcus?" she asked as she dabbed
at my pants.
"Yeah," I said, taking the towel from Erin so could clean
myself. "It's not that hot."
We both looked up at Bobbi and saw that she had the
mug dangling from one finger, as soon as we made
eye contact, she let the mug slip from its perch. It fell to
the floor and shattered and shattered into countless
pieces.
"Shit!" Erin exclaimed.
"It's fine," I said to Erin, backing us both away from the
shards as they skittered across the floor. "Go ahead and
go downstairs. I'll be there in five minutes."
Erin glanced between me and Bobbi and then backed
away before turning around and heading for the
elevator,
I turned back to Bobbi and gave her a sickly sweet
smile. "Looks like you just made more work for
yourself."
"I'm not cleaning up shit," Bobbi sald as she calmly
walked back around the counter and sat back down.
She took another sip from her mug
"You will," I said. "I have a feeling it'll be clean before I
get back."
"We'll see," she said, giving me a sickly sweet smile in
return.
"Have a good week, Bobbi," I said and left, heading to
my room to change my pants before meeting the rest
downstairs. I had to admit, she got the best of me that
round, but we were far from through.
Wednesday 8:54 am
I assumed we would pull into a parking lot and take a
tram or bus to my plane, but I was dead wrong. After
being cleared at a special gate, Chloe drove onto the
tarmac and stopped about ten feet away from my
plane.
My plane. I had my own personal plane. I was having a
hard time getting over that fact. No more going through
security checkpoints. No sitting in economy class with
barely enough room to move. No more cramming
myself in a gross bathroom and having to sanitize the
entire thing before doing my business. What I was
about to do could easily be ranked in the top three-right
behind buying my apartment and having orgies.
The trip had been uneventful, with Erin and I mainly
talking in low tones about what Helen and I had done
with Bobbi the night before. She sounded a little
scandalized, but the way my assistant adjusted herself
in her seat was telling; she was more than a little
Interested in our project.
Erin also filled me in on the new hires, letting me know
that the chef would start this week, as would the new
groundskeeper. She left Helen an email with the
specifics and Chloe had informed the team she'd left
behind at my apartment building. She had anticipated
that I would want the chef to go ahead and prepare
meals for Bobbi and Helen and had told her to have
something ready for when we returned Sunday
evening. She had also hired a housekeeping service to
temporarily take care of the place until we decided to
get a more dedicated cleaning staff. I told Erin to make
sure they didn't touch the broken mug Bobbi had
dropped.
As I stepped out of the SUV, a man in full uniform
walked up to me from the bottom of the plane's steps
with an extended hand. "Mr. Upton?" he said. "Quinn
Ryan. Miss Malik hired me to be your pilot.
My first thought on meeting Quinn was to ask him for
his pot o' gold. He was the most ginger man I'd ever
met, with orange-red hair, and freckles covering his
face. They even dominated the back of the hand he'd
offered me. His accent, however, was mid-west
American..
"Good to meet you, Mr. Ryan," I said, shaking his hand.
"Please, call me Quinn," he said.
"Only if you call me Marcus."
"Sounds like a plan," he said grinning ear-to-ear. "So, it
looks like clear skies all the way to Vegas. The flight
plan's been logged and we've been cleared for take-off.
We're ready to leave whenever you are.
"No issues with the registration or anything?" I asked as
I climbed the stairs, trailing just behind by the pilot.
"Took some doing," he said, "but your man Mr. Suhr
helped us get everything settled."
"Good deal," I said as I stepped into the plane, my eyes
taking a moment to adjust from the bright morning
light outside to the Interior as I looked around. "Has
everyone else arrived?"
"All but one" a pleasant voice behind me said.
I tumed and stopped in my tracks as saw a stunning
woman standing in front of me.
She was five feet tall with dark brown hair that fell
down her back in soft waves. Her skin was nearly
Erin's shade of olive, but her eyes weren't quite as dark
as my assistant's. Her full lips, dark, mono-lid eyes, and
cute button nose made it plain as day that her family
was from the Pacific region. She wore a blue flight
attendant's uniform, with a hip-hugging skirt that
stopped just above the knees and showed off a
beautiful, plump little ass. The double-breasted top
created a sharp V that stopped about mid- breast,
showing the inner slopes of breasts that looked to be
slightly larger than what her height would suggest. If I
had to guess, they were somewhere' between Erin's
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