LOGINDavid was in his elegant suit and tie. The impression of a sugar-daddy and his young sweet treat were enhanced by the way their hands did not keep to themselves. Both arrived early so they could explore the Blank together. Ever since her Dad's initial description of the Blank after his first closing with Sam, Rose was very curious about the place. The tales Ann told of their romantic dinner-for-two the previous week fired Rose's imagination even more. The look of the place fascinated and surprised Rose, she said there was no way to prepare anybody for the experience. Even without considering the extra-terrestial "look" of the staff, one had to wonder if it was crafted elsewhere and shipped to LA by Space X Cross-Dimensional Express.The Blank had an intimidating public area where people could meet, but a membership was required for access to the other areas, starting with the lobby that served both the hotel and the dining rooms. These were all considered private and restricted to mem
(Barnes got a "customized executive" black armor-plated H1 that a hedge fund guy had ordered. Then the guy guessed wrong, shorted his portfolio and wiped out half of his partners just before delivery. The guy relocated to New York and became a bike messenger, leaving everything he owned for his ex-wife to argue with his partners, investors and the feds about raping the financial corpse.)As usual, David got home late. What was unusual was the Rose came flying at him, leaping into his arms at the doorway, wearing the same things she had been wearing when he left. She clung to him in another kiss, it was so hot that David actually worried that Ann would see. Except his wife was two time zones East, and had probably already taken her sleeping pills.David and Ann had talked on the phone that afternoon, she knew right away that Rose had pleased him somehow and was quite happy for them. She didn't say it, but she felt that the stronger the Father-Daughter bond, the greater chance that Rose
"What should we do about that?""Daddy, you should spank me more." Her voice had a desperate tone in it. "Harder. Faster." He picked up the pace. "Oh daddy, give it to me... Put it to your bad ass slut daughter... Take me, give it to me... spank me daddy... spank my bad girl slut ass... I'm going to be so bad... that's it, spank harder... give me the ass fucking I deserve."For a few minutes there she got very wound up. David worked up a sweat pounding his belly against his daughter's bottom. He had missed so many opportunities to spank her incredible bottom, so he wasn't going to short her now.But all good things come to an end, and when the end started they had no regrets. As David felt the first stirrings in his balls he whispered to Rose, "It won't be long now baby, I am going to fill you up good." He started to pick up the pace."Oh yes Daddy Lover Dear! Fill me good. Press your balls against me, I want to feel them jump as you fill my bad place. I want to feel every drop spurti
David made for her rosebud, leading with his tongue. As he got closer he caught the fine subtle aroma of vanilla, toasted oak, and cherry that he knew so well. That aroma said good things were coming, he was conditioned to let the anticipation sharpen his senses to a fine point, then went a little farther so he caught the subtle combination of scent and taste, things that the untrained could never sense, but his refined nerves cheered. As the taste buds seemed to reach out, and as he breathed in, he perceived a hint something special below the other flavors and aromas, the very faintest muted note of flavor. He knew that came only from fine sherry aged in a wooden cask, which was then shipped to Scotland. There those priceless barrels were reused to finish the aging of a rare prized scotch. It was his personal favorite, the scarce and wonderful Chivas Royal Salute 29, aged in fine sherry casks from Spain. They only had one treasured bottle in the house, it was under lock and key. This
Rose So SweetSunday Night, July 28 and Monday, July 29The Home of David BarnesThe Sunday night before the closing David's wife flew off for her week of business meeting in the midwest, trying to sell more sugared cereal and the best cell phone service to middle America. (Really, commercials are the only reason commercial TV exists.)With Ann gone it was just David and Rose together in bed. Rose was excited, her part in the Tuesday's closing ceremony was central because her body would be used by both CEOs together, to sign and seal the contract. Also, she would have an opportunity for general use as the "variety girl" by the crowd. Sam's #2, a girl named Red, would be the primary "crowd girl" for the five other guys. But the guys were likely to be happier with more than just one pussy, guys naturally liked variety when they stuck it in. Also, with Rose as a backup Red could take a break, or spend extra time with somebody she found interesting. Rose also thought Red was likely to enj
Since she could no longer surf, Red's second love was sex. When she was in the mood the geek's crash-pad room was a bit of a all-you-can-handle buffet for Red, she hopped her hot body from bed to bed, getting geeks hard, creating a need, then giving them what they needed before moving on. When the mood was on her it was not unusual for her to fuck every guy who was off duty, and there was pretty much no limit to what they did. He basic rule was that after her first climax, the guy could pick how he wanted her. Hetro-sex by surprise was part of the basic deal with the dorm, every male who slept there looked forward to get a red-headed visitor in the night looking to make some nice dreams together. Unlike the crash-pad geeks, nobody in this tight group objected to a messy pussy, if a cleanup was really needed they called Wiretop. The firm had 8 males and 2 females working at HQ and sleeping in the dorm. They all had an address someplace, but they routinely avoided the joys of LA traffic
"Nothing!" She snapped, then closed her eyes with an internal reprimand. He was only being concerned, she needed to calm down. "I'm sorry...nothing," she repeated softly, "I'm just a little anxious about this trip and what's expected of me. If I knew more about what to expect, I would be more comfo
"I wouldn't fret too much. Just keep near him and he'll hold you out of trouble, I'm sure." Calliope blinked as the woman laid a hand on her shoulder. "Now, go back to him with one last request that he join us. Yes?"Calliope gave a half bow and bid the Lady a pleasant evening. She wasn't sure she
No...this wouldn't do. If this were anywhere else...anyone else...in another situation...she'd not stand for it. But what should she do? Demetra would smile politely, plead ignorance, and check on dinner, Xanthipe would boldly lay claim to any and all of the graces, and Helena would giggle and blus
Propriety dictated that Calliope fell back a bit from her master, and because of this she found herself keeping pace with one of the Lady Nagi's own women. It was at this woman that Calliope kept glancing, though tactfully enough that she was only given fleeting glimpses.It was true that one event







