The Love Of Money - Episode 143
29-07-25 (16:33)
"Ah," I said, "That makes sense. It wouldn't have been
unwelcome though?"
I play on both sides of the fence if that's what you're
asking." Her left hand slid lower, across my stomach,
and slipped between my lower abdomen and my cock
so that it rested on the back of her hand. Her slick
fingers slid out from under it, and then carefully
traveled over it, tentatively rubbing my firm erection
while her dark eyes watched my reaction.
I simply met her gaze and nodded. Her dainty fingers
closed around my hard cock, barely able to get around
it, and she began slowly working it up and down.
"Have you ever had a massage with a happy ending?"
She asked.
I sighed and my hips began to roll in time with her
strokes. "I've only ever had three professional
massages in my life, and none of them have ever
ended like this."
She hummed softly. "Well, you should know most of
them aren't this thorough."
"What do you mean?"
She pointed my cock straight in the air and slid her
hand down to the base as she leaned forward and
enveloped the top half of it between her generous lips.
I let out a long groan as I felt her tongue run across the
head and encircle it.
Oh. That's what she meant.
Wednesday, 6:03 pm
I opened the door to my room to find Ashlee standing
in front of the doorway wearing a black chiffon cocktail
dress. It fit her like a glove and showed off her curves
perfectly. The fabric cut high across her chest with a
collar that went around her neck but there were no
sleeves, leaving her shoulders bare. The fabric wrapped
tight around her breasts, and a sash of the same color
wrapped around her waist and knotted on one side.
From there, the dress flared out into a flowy A-frame
that displayed her bare legs from the knee down and
ended with strappy black high heels that added an
extra three inches to her 5'3" frame. She wore a simple
gold bracelet on one wrist and simple gold hoop
earrings. Her dark brown hair hung down her back just
below her shoulders in luscious waves that she
probably spent a long time on. Her makeup was
minimal - just a hint of mascara to make her green
eyes stand out, lipstick to give her lips a couple of
shades of light crimson, and a bit of blush on her
cheeks. She looked stunning.
"You look stunning," I said in complete honesty.
Ashlee leaned against the doorframe and placed her
head on it as she looked up at me with a pleased smile
that displayed her cute dimples perfectly. "Why, thank
you, sir." She looked me up and down and said, "And
you look dashing."
It was nice of her to say, but there was no way I was
worthy to be seen on the arm of this goddess. I wore a
simple black suit and a crisp white shirt unbuttoned at
the collar foregoing the tie. I looked like an NPC next to
this main character
"Are we ready?"
"Yeah," I said and turned to head for the door joining
with my bodyguard's room, "Just let me check on
Chloe."
"She's coming too?" Ashlee said. She didn't sound put
out, but she didn't exactly sound enthusiastic about it
either.
"She's part of the deal," I called over my shoulder. "Like
dating someone with a cat."
"Cats don't go gambling and clubbing with their
owners."
"This one does," said. I reached the door. It had been
cracked since we'd arrived, so I opened it without much
thought. "Hey, Chloe. I think we're-"
I paused, once again speechless at what I saw. Chloe
was standing with her back turned to me in front of a
full-length mirror putting the final touches on her hair-
half of her hair was up in a fountain ponytail, elegantly
spilling around her head as the rest hung loose around
her shoulders and spilled down her back.
She wore a red metallic knit dress that shimmered in
the room's lamplight. The back draped low, showing a
generous expanse of bare back; it was the most I'd
ever seen of Chloe. The freckles that lavished her nose
and cheeks were even more plentiful across her back,
making her complexion look darker than it was.
My suspicions about her being fit were confirmed. Chloe
was jacked. It wasn't a freakish amount of muscle, but
as she finished her hair, I saw well-toned muscles
ripple, and her bare arms and shoulders displayed more
muscle than I'd ever seen on a woman.
She wasn't about to grace the cover of a bodybuilder
magazine, but I wouldn't be surprised if she could hold
her own in an arm wrestling match with most of the
men I worked with at Marduke.
In the mirror, I could see the front of her dress, which
draped in a gathering of loose fabric that hung low,
showing more cleavage than I would have ever
imagined my bodyguard would be comfortable with.
Her dress stopped just above her knees, but there was
a slit up one side that stopped two-thirds of the way up
her thigh. She also had strappy heels nearly the same
shade of red as the dress, which added a few more
inches to her height, making her around 5'8". She
wasn't wearing any jewelry, but that hardly mattered.
She was breathtaking. In this moment, this tough
woman with a cool exterior and a more toned body
than most of the men I knew was very much a
woman
My eyes traveled up her body and were seized by her
gaze as she stared at me in the mirror, catching me
checking her out.
"Your cat's almost ready," she said. "Two minutes."
I nodded and ducked out the door, afraid to even say
anything. Goddamn... I couldn't decide who was going
to get more attention.
"She'll be ready in two minutes," I said, hiking my
thumb back over my shoulder. I wasn't about to let
Ashlee see my reaction to Chloe; her jealousy had
already latched onto Erin even though Erin had made it
clear she wasn't interested in being a girlfriend. I had a
feeling there was pre-Marcus history playing a role
there.
Ashlee was going through my room's minibar and
wasn't paying attention anyway. She stood up and
sauntered back toward me. "So does Chloe go
everywhere' with you now?"
"Yep," I said as I led her out of the room. "Like I said,
after that Incident yesterday. Either she's with me or at
least one of the Johns.
"Johns?" she asked.
"Male security. So far, all their names have been John."
"Is that a joke?"
"Well, one of them is named Ray, but think he's just a
glitch in the matrix." I looked down at her. "What are
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