The Love Of Money - Episode 195
30-07-25 (11:18)
sex with Bobbi, but seeing Erin react this way in such a
mundane setting was turning me on once again.
"You with me?" asked her.
"Yes, sir," she said, her voice quiet and a little strained.
In this scenario, the 'sir' made my dick lurch a little
more.
"She's coming to the party tonight," I said. "I'd like you
to order her an outfit and a car to pick her up. Give her
plenty of time to put the outfit on."
"Oh fuck," Erin whispered with her eyes closed, and the
expletive had nothing to do with anything I said.
"Anything.. is there anything specific you'd like for the
outfit?"
"No," I said. "Just get whatever you think is
appropriate."
"God... that's-that's kinda hot."
"What?" asked. "What's she doing?"
"A damn good job," Erin said and opened her eyes to
look at me. "I meant the whole thing with Jess, though.
Buying her a dress and bringing her to a party. That's
some kinky romance novel shit."
"That's not what this is," said. "It's a flex. I thought I'd
do something like that as a subtle 'this is what you
missed out on' kind of thing."
"That's kind of arch."
"Maybe," I said with a shrug, "but it's not like I've
completely forgiven her. I don't want to seem like a
petty ex who can't get over her, but at the same time,
she did cheat on me. I deserve my country music
moment, and I feel like this is a 'fuck you' message
without me having to give up my dignity. Anyway, I
doubt she has anything suitable for the party anyway."
"Got it," Erin said, and I got the impression she only got
the gist of what I said. "Just send me her
measurements, and I'll take care of IL
"Fuck." said, looking up from my eggs. "I don't have
those."
Erin focused on me, and her eye-roll had absolutely
nothing to do with what Bobbi was doing to her. "Men...
Send me her social media. I'll figure it out."
"Again, that's why you're the best."
"Oh fuck!" Erin said, grasping the edge of the table. "I
don't know if I am the best!"
"She's good, Isn't she?" said. "It's too bad she hates
doing it."
"What?" Erin said, sounding incredulous. One hand
disappeared below the table. "Her mouth is perfect for
eating dick!"
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"I know," I said. "It's criminal." Hoping this continued a
little longer, I asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Christ, you're gonna make me do this..." Erin took a
deep breath and looked up at me with a look on her
face that could have either meant, I'm gonna rip out
your throat' or, 'I'm gonna fuck you so hard your cock
will break off in my cunt.
"Okay," she continued, "so I have a personal trainer for
you. You.... fuck-You wanted one fast, so the interview
is this morning if you're up for it."
"Oh, fuck yeah!" said, excited at the idea of getting
started with a physical trainer. I'd been in and out of
gyms over the last several years, so while I wasn't
terribly out of shape, I was far from perfect. I enjoyed
foods high in trans fats, starches, and sugars just as
much as most guys, and keeping a consistent workout
routine was hard.
"Great," Erin said. "She'll be here in about an hour."
We spent the next few minutes talking. I filled her in on
my talk with Danni, which she didn't know about. As I
told her, I watched her reaction carefully, realizing that I
probably wouldn't get very much out of her while Bobbi
was munching on her pussy. Still, I tried; several people
had mentioned that Erin looked at me in a way that
suggested she had feelings for me, and as much as I
liked Danni, I didn't want to do anything to jeopardize
the relationship I had with Erin, like dating one of her
best friends.
Unfortunately, all I could go off of was Erin's words,
broken between stutters and expletives as Bobbi
continued to inch her closer to orgasm. She said that
Danni would be good for me as a girlfriend but also
cautioned that Danni was a bit more sensitive
than women like herself or Helen. She suspected
Danielle would
be okay with an open relationship for a while, but
eventually, it
might get old. All she asked of me was that I be open
and honest
with her friend regardless of what I decided to do. That
was an with her friend regardless of what I decided to
do. That was an easy promise to make.
When I told her about Emily moving in with me, Erin
expressed concern about my sister. With the kind of
lifestyle I was leading, I needed to make sure I
surrounded myself with people who would not only be
trustworthy but also okay with my lifestyle.
"Especially with Kitten here," Erin gasped. "Chloe and
Helen seem okay with the situation, but Emily and
Danni... oh my fucking cock rockets!" Erin clenched her
teeth and doubled over. With her forehead against the
table, she let out a loud, prolonged groan that went on
and on.
I simply popped the remaining bit of jelly-covered toast
in my mouth and enjoyed watching the scene play out
in front of me. Erin did have a point, though. Eventually,
I needed to introduce Bobbi to a few of the others.
Especially since being a fixture in my apartment was
her full-time job.
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