The Love Of Money - Episode 232
03-08-25 (19:02)
"I'm not saying anything." Richie said. "I don't want to
risk the chances of Mom and Dad not letting me come
back here. This place is cool as hell."
"Awesome," I muttered as I dug into my eggs.
"You might have to worry about Emily, though," Richie
said. "As soon as they started talking about what
happened last night, she bolted."
Images of Emily straddling Natasha's face entered my
mind. I could still see her tits swinging as she rocked
her hips back and forth over the dancer just moments
before spotting me in the doorway.
"Nah," I said. "I think Em will be fine."
We spent the next twenty minutes grilling each other
about our lives. Richie wanted to know everything,
from having personal security to riding on a private jet.
I filled him in on everything, leaving out much of the
dirty stuff. In doing so, I surprised myself by just how
much editing I had to do. I really had been a scoundrel
over the last three weeks. I could barely even talk
about my lawyer without mentioning how hot she was
or how I was railing her every chance I got.
He told me how he would be going to NYU in the fall.
They'd been dating for about a month, and he was a
little concerned about continuing their relationship while
he was at college and she was back home. He had
been taking enough AP classes and planned on taking
CLEP tests to get out of enough courses to finish his
status as a Sophomore by the end of the fall semester.
At eighteen, he would be a college Junior. He had also
secured a spot on the football team as a second-string
wide receiver. On top of that, he was looking into their
robotics program. Jesus... my little brother made me
look like a waste of space compared to him.
Thanks to our shenanigans last night, Jonah was a little
weird with me at first, and I wouldn't have been
surprised if he thought I was the same, but after
twenty minutes of having Richle there as a buffer, we
fell back into a rhythm in no time. I asked him about
Honey, and he admitted that there was something
there but that she had expressed concerns about
getting involved in a relationship with someone while
being a dancer. She'd also admitted to some
commitment Issues. For now, they decided to keep
things as friends with benefits and see what happens.
She was free to be with other people, and he was free
to do the same.
While I was catching up with Richie, Jessica and Rose
joined us with plates of food, and the ladies began
another round of discussion about last night's activities.
Jess, uncomfortable at first, seemed to grow mildly
accustomed to talking about her former boyfriend's
adventures with other women.
Eventually, Kelly got to her feet and placed her hands
on her hips. She was tall for a woman-around six feet,
give or take, with average curves that made her
appear more slender than she actually was due to her
height. Her chief assets had to be her legs, bust, and
lips. Dressed in tiny cotton boy shorts, Kelly's legs went
on for miles, displaying a golden expanse of toned,
muscled calves and thighs that led up to gently sloping
hips and ass. Her Double D bust looked very healthy on
her average frame. Her lips were generous, and she
wore scarlet lipstick, contrasting beautifully with her
Indian complexion.
Her dark eyes sparkled as she gazed at me from across
the room and said, "Well, I have to leave in, like, an
hour, and except for Megan, I think I'm the only one
here who hasn't had billionaire dick. I think we ought to
change that."
I nearly choked on my mimosa. "What?"
"Aw," Kelly said with a pout. "What's the matter? Did
Rose and Jess not leave you with enough in the tank?"
I glanced at Jess and watched as she stared at her
plate and pushed her food around. It was impossible to
divine what she was thinking. Then I looked back up at
Kelly. She was gorgeous, and I didn't have anywhere' I
needed to be immediately. Richie would be hanging
around till the family gathered here for supper, so there
was plenty of time to hang with him.
"Alright," I said, setting my plate down as I rose to my
feet. I stepped around some of the ladies sitting in the
middle of the floor on my way to Kelly and grabbed her
hand as if I was inviting her to dance. "Let's see what
you got. Gotta warn you, though, Rose and Jess are a
tough act to follow."
"We'll see," Kelly said, leading the way out of the living
room, presumedly down the hall where' she'd slept. I
glanced back at the rest of them and saw ear-splitting
grins on all their faces. A few of then cat-called us,
except Jess. She was still staring down at her plate,
giving no indication of what she was thinking.
"I'll be back soon," I said, disappearing from the living
room. Kelly and I were in a room in no time, shedding
our clothes off as we made out. As soon as I had my
robe and my shirt off, I grabbed her by her damp,
freshly washed hair, tilted her head to the side, and
plunged my tongue as deep into her mouth as could. I
could faintly taste lipstick as we wrestled orally with
each other, our hands running up and down each
other's bodies as we groaned into each other's mouths.
My cock was already fully hard by the time we
collapsed on the bed, and I started to roll her over, but
instead, she forced me on my back, climbing on top of
me and insert ing my dick inside her already slick pussy.
She immediately began riding me as fast and as hard
as possible, trying to milk as much out of that hour-and
out of me as she could. Don't forget to leave a Comment 
