The sensuality of a woman.

“I thought you wanted to screw around?” I teased.
“You’re driving me insane damn it,” Vicky complained.
“What do you want? I thought you liked this,” I said.
“I do like it, but it’s not enough and you know it,” Vicky admitted.
At that moment I stabbed my tongue at her swollen clit.
“Ah!”
Vicky struggled futilely, trapped in my arms, while I continued to tease her.
“Please,” Vicky quietly whimpered.
“Please, what?” I said.
“Please, make me cum,” She begged.
That was all she had to do.
I rewarded Vicky by attacking the sensitive areas of her pussy that would drive her over the edge. That would make her experience the ‘little death’ that her body craved.
I began nibbling and sucking on the center area of her pussy. I did everything I could think off. I blew on it, bit down with my teeth, sucked her inner lips into my mouth and swabbed the delicate flesh with my tongue.
I attacked her clitoris in the same way. Going back and forth between the three sensitive spots of her pussy. Never using a pattern that she could get used to. More forceful, slower, painful, quick and fleeting.
I varied my oral attack on her pussy for several long minutes while Vicky cried out with orgasmic joy.
She went limp in my arms. Poor Vicky had passed out. Temporarily overwhelmed as her body shut down to recuperate from her lust that quenched it’s thirst from the passion of her pleasure.
Chuckling to myself I carried Vicky over to the couch and laid her down. I enjoyed the sight of her body as I sipped the magnificent Macallan scotch.

I was a little hungry so I punched the service button and asked for some light snacks for us.
I was surprised when Cherry showed up. She was the hostess that served us so well my first day on the Vixen.
She entered the room with an exquisite snack tray. It had several ounces of very thin pieces of smoked salmon, a 2oz tin of Golden Almas caviar, a dozen or so pieces of Blini and Creme Fraiche.
It was a tray of gourmet delight.
I smiled. “Thanks, Cherry.”
“Any time Mr Fields. It’s a pleasure to be of service,” She said.
“You are very gracious,” I said.
Cherry looked over at the couch that contained her sleeping beauty boss.
Cherry giggled. “It looks like you are also, Mr Fields.”
She disappeared before I could form a witty reply.
With a start Vicky snapped up off the couch, her eyes dilated. She groaned looking at me unfocused for a moment.
“You bastard!” Vicky grunted.
“What?”
“You know what! Damn, I feel, oh hell. I don’t know what I feel,” Vicky said.
“Satisfied? Sated? Heavenly Happy?” I pushed, grinning.
Vicky pouted. “None of the above. I don’t feel like any of those, you shit.”
I pouted. “I thought I was your boy scout. Your cute little boy toy.”

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indicator of a healthy bubble butt

“Jiggle factor?” Amy said.
“Yes, the jiggle factor, is an indicator of a healthy bubble butt.”
The ladies looked at each other moaning and rolling their eyes.
Vicky jumped up out of the hot tub. Laughing at me watching her body. Another jiggle factor test unfolded before my eyes as her barely contained breasts bounced around with a life of their own.
Her smirk grew into a full blown smile as she watched my eyes followed her bouncing boobs.
“You’re so full of shit, Jeff,” Vicky managed to say between gasps of laughter.

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Dominant wife humiliates husband in public

It was very amusing for me. She was with her husband and didn’t bother to hide her pursuit for my interests at all. In fact, she seemed to take pleasure in rubbing it in his face.
I was intrigued when she made her husband act like our servant. He fetched us drinks and snacks while his wife flirted with me.
We laughed at how pussy whipped he was and she told me that he worked as an executive in one of my competitor’s companies. She was a true trophy wife and only married him for his money. He was just another fool that fell in love with her and she got off dominating him and making his life miserable.
I was interested in her black widow personality and decided that a relationship with her would be entertaining.
That night when we met, I took her to a hotel and she made her husband follow us to give her a ride home.
We laughed and had a great time making fun of her husband while he waited for two hours until I finished using his wife for my sexual pleasure.

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land of fantasy with hints of naughty promises

“Yes, she’s your favorite little pit bull, isn’t she?”
I laughed. “She sure is. Sometimes its fun watching her get all worked up. But she does perform a serious function and she’s very good at it.”
“Yes, she is. A beautiful woman like her is easily dismissed as a threat until its too late. It gives her an edge over someone that hasn’t done their homework.”
“That’s right it does. Amy has built up a pretty formidable reputation as my personal security escort over the past four years.”
“Oh, the guests are becoming more daring I see. This may turn into a pretty interesting soiree after all,” Vicky noted as she glanced around the room.
The staff had decorated the room with swaths of fabric that created a separate area for dancing and conversation for a larger group. Other small secluded areas had been created using fabrics of various shades and translucency to provide more intimate areas that guests could use for more privacy.
It created an interesting effect, like we were a group of gypsies camped out somewhere, taking the time to enjoy the pleasures of life.
It turned the large banquet style room into a land of fantasy with hints of naughty promises for those that chose to pursue them.

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Let’s go get dirty.

“Speaking of which,” Zoey jumped up and grabbed my arm. “Let’s go get dirty.”
I was in voyeur heaven as the women all bounced around me playfully teasing until we ended up in the Mud Room.
It looked like some bizarre scene from a vampire movie. We entered a room with a vaulted ceiling, everything was made of stone blocks. There were two rows of five raised enclosures that looked like giant stone coffins without lids. The inside of these rectangular enclosures was filled with warm mud.
The room smelled of decay, it was heady and assaulted your senses. I guess it was from the mud and whatever was in it. The room was very warm because of the heat radiating from the mud baths.
“Oh, this is going to be fun. I love getting dirty,” Nomi said. “Jeff, Zoey and I are going to give you a special mud massage.”
Zoey and Nomi looked at each other giggling sharing in their own unspoken communication that this wasn’t the first time they had played around together in the mud.

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You’re so cute when you pout.

“Okay, I get it. You’re getting back at me for teasing you. You’re still a shit.”
I smiled. “You’re so cute when you pout.”
Vicky frowned. “I’m not supposed to be cute. I’m supposed to be scary and demanding.”
I laughed. “Well, I think it’s cute.”
Vicky stuck out her tongue at me.
“Damn, no man has ever teased me like that. No man should have that kind of control over a woman. You should be under my thumb another victim of pink power. But you’re not are you?” Vicky said.
“No. I’m not. I never will be Vicky,” I said. “Besides, I didn’t tease you. I prefer to say it was pleasure enhancement.”
Vicky laughed. “Ha! Pleasure enhancement. Jeez I can just see the conversations now. ‘Girlfriend you wouldn’t believe what he did, it was pleasure enhancement.’ What a load of crap!”

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convinced that I wouldn’t spank her

“He said he’s going to beat me. Can you believe it?” Amy whined into the phone.
Amy frowned. “It’s not funny damn it!”
“Get your butt down here before he paddles me for real!” Amy said.
I could hear the familiar laughter rolling out of Amy’s phone before she ended the call.
“Vicky’s not to old to go over my knee either, you know,” I said.
Amy just gave me one of those brat cartoon type faces that she makes. She was convinced that I wouldn’t spank her, but she was apprehensive enough about it to move further away from me.

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Everyone in the video conference agreed.

“Ed, make sure you handle all the legal loopholes here. It’s just a beginning budget, spread it around to various holdings and the shadow entities.”
“I’ll match your initial budget, Jeff,” Vicky said. “So that will give us a project wide asset base of 10 billion dollars for initial procurement.”
“Are you sure, Vicky? You don’t have to do that,” I said.
Vicky laughed. “I’m sure. In for a pound, in for a ton of fun.”
We all moaned at Vicky’s statement.
“Is everyone comfortable with this?” I asked.
Everyone in the video conference agreed.
We were going to war.

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incredibly imaginative lover

“I can’t believe that Cindy just threw you away like she has,” Vicky said.
I shrugged. “Cindy’s an attractive woman, she’s always had the attention of men when she goes out. She has the power of pink as you like to say.”
“Well I think she’s just being stupid. You’re an attractive man and you’re an incredibly imaginative lover. You take the time to explore what your partner likes before being concerned about your own needs,” Vicky praised me.
“So that makes me a good boy toy?” I said.
“No that makes you a rare man that most women would fall over themselves to figure out how to please. You have some fun buttons to push but your reactions are unpredictable and exciting,” Vicky said.
I shrugged. “I like to have fun, just like anybody else.”

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“Cindy, where is Jeff?” Gina said.

“Do you know what’s going on?” Gina interrupted my thoughts as she continued.
“What are you talking about?” I said.
“Cindy, where is Jeff?” Gina said.
“What do you mean, ‘where is Jeff’?” I said.
“Girl, you know exactly what I mean. He isn’t there with you is he?” Gina said.
“No.”
“You don’t know where he is do you?” Gina said.
“No. I’m sure he’s in a bar somewhere getting drunk.” I said.
“Wake your ass up, girl! You think Jeff has his head buried in some bottle because his slut wife is out fucking around?” Gina said.
Gina was exasperated with my coy replies, and I started to worry about what she was asking.

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