Erotic Billionaire 3(7)

Peter danced with her, holding her close and fondling her through the thin cloth. Celine was aroused and the night was perfect. She kissed him softly, and for a moment, she thought she might be something more than his executive assistant tonight. She could feel his hardness pressing into her, and she welcomed it with her hard belly and firm thighs.

As quickly as the magic moment had started, it was over. Peter turned her around and pulled the halter from her right breast, baring it to the floodlights on the dance floor. Two tall men approached them from the dark recesses of the rear of the Governor’s Room. They were dressed expensively, and their accent was pure Castilian Spanish. Both men eyed her bared breast appreciatively. Peter continued to fondle her breast as he spoke with the men about oil interests and the technology surrounding it. Peter stuck his hand inside the halter top and fondled the other breast, leaving the rigid nipple of the other breast exposed to the hungry gaze of the two men. Celine began to respond to their hot erotic glances in spite of herself. Her legs parted slightly, allowing them a better look at her thighs, and they were standing close enough that they could see that she was shaved and waxed.

“Touch their cocks,” Peter whispered in her ear. Automatically she reached out and fondled the lumps in their expensive suit trousers. Her heart fluttered a moment at Peter’s sudden change, but it fluttered more as the two gentlemen reacted to her caresses. They left no doubt in her mind as to the fact that they desired her. “Raul, Pablo, Celine will do as you like for the rest of the evening. I will trust you to value her as much as I do.” Without a word to Celine, he turned and left her with the two men.

As they escorted her to a private suite reserved for visiting dignitaries, she found that they were representatives of the Republic of Argentina, and that their manners were as impeccable as their dress. Her dress and her looks attracted them, and her fluency in their native language floored them. Their room was well supplied with fine Argentine Brandies and Champagne, and they were soon plying her with alcohol.

They were not nervous, but they were being overly careful and Celine didn’t want to displease Peter, he was still her master after all, and she knew what she had been sent here to do. The contract they were negotiating with PiezoTec was worth billions of dollars to Peter, and one wrong move could gum up the whole proceeding. She was very disappointed, she had wanted a private evening of being displayed as Peter’s private property. Raul and Pablo were sporting very generous packages, however, and there were worse ways to spend an evening.

She knelt before Raul…she knew from the paperwork that he was the senior member of the team. Releasing his penis from the confines of his pants, she quickly enveloped his entire length in her mouth. She moaned at the heat of his hardness, and she felt him react to her swirling tongue. Her hands busy with his hefty balls, she took her mouth from his cock and gazed at Pablo. “Take your clothes off senor, and take some champagne. Everything I do for Raul, I will do for you as well.” Her voice was so husky it entranced Pablo, who quickly stripped and filled a crystal flute of chilled champagne. He silently toasted her as she lowered the halter top to her waist, so that Pablo could see her lovely breasts as he watched her mouth work its magic on his companion.

Raul was not used to such directness from a woman, and Celine’s eagerness to suck him surprised and excited him. Far sooner than Celine expected it, he was spewing into the depths of her mouth. Her eagerness to take his seed into her mouth excited him even more and his moans of appreciation were exuberant and loud. As she was licking Raul clean, she beckoned to Pablo.

Pablo’s cock was slimmer and longer, and he had used a coconut based soap or oil, leaving a faint aftertaste of coconut on his skin that Celine adored. She took special pains to lick him thoroughly before taking him into her mouth. Pablo was ecstatic, the sweet feel of her mouth suckling at him was enough to curl his toes. Raul, driven to want more by Celine’s moans of pleasure, reached out to touch and caress her naked body.

Celine was in a state of no-mind, a state she often entered when her senses overruled her sense. Raul’s dancing fingers were tantalizing her pussy and her nipples, and Pablo’s cock was teasing her throat, and these were enough to make any woman drunk with sex. The no-mind state she reached when she was exceptionally aroused was intense, and her body became sensitive to things that she ordinarily would not have noticed…things like changes in air pressure when a door opened, or the smell of a new type of aftershave coming into a room. Little things like a lover’s breath on the nape of her neck were enough to send her spinning into an orgasm. The first time it had happened she had frightened both herself and her lover…when she entered the state of no-mind, there were no taboos for her, she became insatiable.