Billionaire Flawed 2(211)

I faced and straddled him and then undid his pants. He grabbed my hips as I continued to grind. I stood back to my feet and pulled what remained of his clothing off him.

I lowered my own underwear down my legs and let him admire my sex from behind while continuing my dance. I backed towards him again. Once again I began to grind in his lap, letting him feel me with his skin. And I could feel his penis pushing against me. It drove me wild.

I couldn’t wait any longer; I straightened my back and allowed him to penetrate my engorged sex. I moaned as he entered me, inching further and further as I sat down.

He grabbed my hips and held me down, and I could feel him deep inside, throbbing. He was bigger than I thought he would be and it felt good as he continued to swell.

He started working me up and down with his hands and I had to try to catch my breath as we continued. He became more ravenous with each thrust pounding deeper and deeper. I lost my mind in the sexual music we made.

I lifted myself off and turned around so that I could kiss him and as I did I lowered myself back onto him. I hugged around his neck and he continued to work me up and down along his shaft. I oozed my wetness down to the rich leather of the chair and he didn’t seem to mind.

I could feel myself giving over to the ecstasy of the moment and felt the familiar tickle of an orgasm beginning to crest. And, it felt like he wasn’t far behind.

I arched my back and he had to hold me as I clenched my muscles for the orgasm that kept wracking my body. I could feel him pumping his fluid deep inside me and I accepted it readily.

It was then that I noticed the flight crew peeking out of the cabin and with a bashful smile I threw the radio remote at them.

****



It took a while before we finally managed to pry ourselves off one another. I had to lock the cabin door shut so they’d stop their attempts to sneak a peek.

After we had landed, there was a limousine waiting for us that I had arranged prior to liftoff. He wore his pressed suit and I wore my wonderful new dress I had purchased earlier. Unfortunately, I hadn’t brought a change of underwear which didn’t really bother me as much as I thought it would.

We drove through the narrow streets of Paris, and I took in the sights. The Eifel Tower’s million lights twinkled like starts. I imagined being here but not like this. I imagined coming here as a successful businesswoman, running my own company and not as an escort.

I couldn’t drive the thought out of my head. Had he hired me with this as his end goal? Or had this just been an incidental byproduct of working in such close proximity to a womanizer?

The car pulled up to a small restaurant that overlooked a fountained courtyard. The scene was picturesque and soulful at the same time. Inside the restaurant was a simple scene almost as though it hadn’t been changed for more than a hundred years.

The night flowed on and our conversation was light and fun. I hadn’t really spent time getting to know Tom that well until now. I had always seen him as my boss and that suited me just fine.

I still felt unsettled and I needed to address it.

“Tom, this experience is something I’ve never had. But I still wonder if I’m just becoming another woman that you throw away when you’re finished.”

He played with the cork from the wine and leaned back in his seat. “Why would I throw you away?”

“I’m supposed to be your personal assistant. There are supposed to be boundaries between us, and it feels like we’re tearing them down needlessly.”

“Are you trying to say that you want to go back to being boss and assistant? I don’t know if I can do that,” he replied.

“I’m saying I want more. The last month has inspired me, Tom. I’ve seen you making million dollar deals before breakfast and coming home with more conquests at night.

“I don’t want to be the prize you un-wrap. I want to be the equal that you make deals with. Give me some time to build up my resume and my capital so I can see you as an equal before considering the possibility of continuing this.”

I could feel my heart pang as the words came from my mouth. I really did want to be something more than an assistant in his eyes and needed him to know that. And I certainly did not wish to be just another one of his conquests. I had to make him prove himself.

“Alright, we’ll go back to being boss and assistant again. The best things in life are worth waiting for.”

He raised his glass and I mine, and we toasted the agreement.

****



On Monday, I went back to work as though nothing happened. Tom had changed. His passion towards work overtook him and his nightlife faded considerably.

A few months passed and he hadn’t been with anyone in a while. He seemed to distance himself from many of the women that had thrown themselves at him in the past as if a part of him died. I felt sorry for him.