Pleasing Mr. Parker Novels & Stories

Harrington, a stern 52-year-old man, and his young male assistant, Tyler, already waiting near the secluded lounge area. They both turned when they saw me, licking their lips like hungry lions. I wouldn’t blame them because I would do the same if I saw free pussy too. I didn’t waste time with words. I walked straight up to Mr. Harrington, dropped to my knees on the wooden deck, and unzipped his pants. “Use me,” I whispered, my voice already hoarse with shame and arousal. “Both of you.” Mr. Harrington groaned deeply as I pulled out his thick, veiny cock and took him into my mouth. I sucked him sloppily, making loud, wet noises while Tyler watched with wide eyes.

“Mr. Parker. This is Ms. Neriah Russell, one of the contestants for the upcoming reality show.” He looked past the receptionist and landed his eyes on me. He looked like he was in his late thirties, maybe early forties. His hair is brown with whites at the temples. He has a neat and tidy beard with a dusting of white hair peeking through. He has lines at the corners of his eyes and light green eyes. He looks professional but serious. “You may leave now, Ina,” he said, dismissing Ms. Snooty. When she left, I extended my hand. “Mr. Parker, it’s nice to meet you.”

“You can leave. It’s fine. I’ll be here much longer.” “I could wait behind to help.” Mr. Parker shook his head. The first button of his shirt was undone, his tie askew, and his blond hair messy. I wanted to remind him that even CEOs required rest. If his frequent visits to the doctor were anything to go by, he needed the break more than I did. He might not look his age, but he was way over sixty. “You can go, Elizabeth.” He waved me off as he spoke. I wasn’t about to say no. The girls were waiting. “I’ll handle it. Goodnight.”

Just like the one in Los Angeles. My breath caught in my throat. “Jerome, you didn’t…” “I did.” He smirked, watching my reaction closely. “One wasn’t enough. I figured this side of the world needed to know how much you mean to me, too.” Tears pricked my eyes as I turned to him, overwhelmed. “You are unbelievable.” His grin softened. “Only for you.” Before I could fully process my emotions, a staff member approached us with a warm smile. “Mr. Parker, Mrs Parker, welcome! Everything has been arranged as per your request.”

Her face was all rosy, looking attractive. “What is it?” Darryl smiled and asked, feeling relaxed. The semi-final was over; how refreshing. “I…” Once Parker arrived, she was embarrassed. She bit her lips and hesitated before saying softly, “Thank you for everything today.” When she said that, Parker was really sincere. Her words of gratitude came from the bottom of her heart. As the eldest Young Miss of Famed Sword Manor, Parker had an arrogant character and seldom accepted help from others. However, that day was an exception.

“I guess my age concern is invalid.” “The work concern isn’t, though.” Parker moved from the opening of the closet, pulling his stained T-shirt off and putting on another one very similar to the first. His stomach was smooth and thin like a swimmer, his skin pale and yet attractive. He winked at her after he pulled his shirt down. “Like the show?” “Always. Nothing like watching a sexy man who feels like a brother to you dress himself.” “Pervert. I feel molested.” Parker walked toward her as she turned and jogged to the front door, Parker picking up speed to catch up.

he smiles "I have heard nothing but good things about you " By one in the afternoon we still chilling drinking non alcoholic punch swimming I am really enjoying Ryan's company he's cool maybe after Mr Parker we can date is that too much ? Maybe but I don't care. Mr Parker and three of his buddies walk up to the pool house with boxes of pizza and beers the greet us then proceed. I stand up taking off my bikini cover reaching for the sunscreen when I see that Mr Parker have settled down the seat he took is facing right straight at me. "Ryan could you be a darling and get my back" he practically jumps at the opportunity. His hands so soft around my shoulders I could get use to this.

Simon I was in a good mood today. Finally, the dark mood that had engulfed Marcus seems to have lifted and it was such a relief to know that he was getting better. I really hope he agrees to see a therapist so I can finally breath. Although it was a packed day at the office, I did my job with a smile and counting down to the time I will get home. Today we were going to order a pizza and start our Marvel marathon cannot wait to introduce the avengers to him. Yes, I know it is silly to get so excited about super hero movies but it is something I have loved since I was a child. It is a love I shared with my childhood friend and my first boyfriend Sami. The thought of Sami makes me sad and I try

The familiar voice of the doctor called her in, and she took a deep breath before stepping inside. Dr. Parker sat behind his desk, his usual calm and collected demeanor intact. His brown hair was neatly combed, and his hazel eyes flickered with knowing confidence. He looked up, his gaze locking onto hers as she closed the door behind her.“Rose,” he greeted, his tone neutral but laced with understanding. “I wasn’t expecting you this early. What’s happened?” Mrs. Rose sighed, running a hand through her hair as she took a seat in the chair across from him. She was trying to maintain her composure, but the strain was evident in her voice. “Everything’s unraveling, Parker. Ken... he’s a shadow of

He exclaimed and they did their high-five bro thing. He is ignoring me. It is crystal clear. Alissa introduced him to Em. Blake nodded towards her with a smile and she smiled back. "Wont you greet Lydia?" Mr. Parker asked. Blake looked at his dad and then at me. Nate and River were looking at Mr. Parker with wide eyes. Which means, Mr. Parker knows. He nodded towards me as an aknowledgement and i give him a small smile. Why the fuck did i smile? He then excused himself and went out of his house.