“Yes, Big Daddy, I think that is a wonderful idea. Does anyone need a new drink?” Stephanie turned her head to Reggie, then deliberately eyeballs his too-full beer, then down to her healthy, perfect breasts, then back to lock onto his eyes.
Reggie followed her glance to realize the message here was he wasn’t ready to be served yet and that it was in his best interest to be ready. Dwayne, not needing it to be spelled out for him takes his final sip and gestures the empty bottle nod. “Yes, Stephanie, I would love another. Thanks.”
Still looking over to Reggie, she replies, “Of course Dwayne, no problem.” Being sure the short man sees her look down to the bulge in his pants. “Don’t move a muscle sexy, I’ll be right back with that.”
Reggie picks up his beer and tilts it back, nearly choking to get it down as quick as possible. His surroundings and the poker game a lost afterthought. With a dribble down his chin and a smug look on his face, he brazenly finishes the bottle faster than he had in many years. Holding the bottle as if a trophy he shouts, “Stephanie… beer!”
The group recognizes the rude action and bemoans with amusement in a collective “oooohhhhhh.” Dwayne shakes his head and smiles, not even looking up from his phone. He’s seen this movie before. Stephanie drags her glance away to look over to her Master with a head-tilted silent expression as if to say, ‘did he just?!?’ Big Daddy responds by closing his eyes, nodding in shame and approval.
Shifting her attention back to her prey, she begins sotto voce. “Reggie, sir, while I appreciate you are new to this type of agreement and maybe less than comfortable around an attractive woman, not realizing or caring that it is inappropriate to stare at my tits when I open the door to invite you in, or that you should at least ask permission before you just grope me, or have the balls to think that Big Daddy being my Master grants you privilege, don’t you fucking dare try me. You are seriously mistaken. This night was set up so that I am the boss of how this game finishes and up until now, I’ve been being a good girl putting up with you. We’re all having a good time so from here on, this can go one of two ways. If you treat me with the same respect as each of these awesome gentlemen have, we’re good. If not, I promise you will see a whole different side of me. You will not like it.”
As if she also owns the ability to freeze time, she turns and instantly flips the switch returning to the inner slut persona as she points to Jason’s stunned face. “He’s the one who would like that…” Adding a smidge of baby girl inflection, she pushes out her pouty lip and flashes her eyes, then continues… “You wouwd wike that, wouldn’t you, big boy? What is it? What’s your fweak? Do you wike pain? Weather, whips and chains? Want me to pee on you? Oooohhhh, you want to be a good sub and lick my feet?!? I know I’m close… I have a ball gag and a bullwhip upstairs for the nights that Big Daddy needs to teach me a lesson. Maybe I can show you later, but only if you’re a bad boy…”
Coming out of his stupor to realize he has suddenly found himself in the barrel, Jason’s jaw drops in a shock that can only be equaled by finding out that the auntie you think about when masturbating is really your biological mother. This isn’t one of those figurative moments that is so shocking that someone misuses the phrase. His mouth was literally wide open and cheeks blushed red. One is just not ready to compute being called out like this with something this personal, in front of so many close friends all at once. The emotion in his silent but expressive eyes traveled from confusion, to wide and calculating, to erotic consideration, to embarrassment, to quizzical horror… then seemed to start over at confusion again. His entire face ghost white except for the blue in his eyes, the red in his cheeks and the large dark gaping crevasse where his mouth once worked. His eyes finally break from her to shift randomly around the audience he had all but forgotten existed. Every eye on him with a blank stare looking for more information. Even Dwayne had somehow managed to look up from his phone. Finally, in a bashful admittance of guilt, Jason looks down to his shoes as he did when he crushed on his sixth-grade teacher. Outside of finally releasing the breath he’d been holding, no noise ever left him.
Knowing she hit her mark again Stephanie looks over to her Master, smiles, winks, and blows him a kiss. Ben sheepishly smiles in return.
Henry Johnson admires her overall presence. To only appreciate her beauty would be the same as only appreciating blue in a Dalí painting. There was so much more there, and this woman could only be described as perfect. The way she swaps personas like you were choosing a player-character in a video game could only be described as remarkable.
Having this performance in the nude and in front of an audience without care is equally beautiful in aesthetics and its entertainment value. It is powerful, terrifying, avrupa yakası escort and erotic. It is all but impossible to picture the perfectly professional woman he has always known and quietly crushed on for the past few years and cannot put the two personas on the same person, for the first time questioning if this is the real her and the office persona is the mask. That professional employee he has known from the office is so far removed from what he is currently witnessing, he can do little but sit in awe at her many talents. He decides at that moment he would do anything it took to win more than just a lap dance tonight… anything.
She unclicks the time-pause and turns back to Reggie. “Now, my little friend, I would like to believe that we finally, fully understand each other and will not have any more problems moving forward. We’re all here to have a good time, right? I didn’t hear you quite clearly before, did you politely ask me for something?”
Feeling like he did in when Ms. Andrews scolded him for playing with his Gameboy in class, he concedes. “Yes, ma’am. Would you please get me another beer? Wait, Bosco, I think I would enjoy something stronger, may I?” Looking down, he nods towards Ben’s crystal rocks glass.
“Of course, Reg. Tonight, what’s mine is yours. Jason, Dwayne?” Ben raises his glass as an offering.
Jason, typically the most conservative of the group realizes now this could be a long night. His intelligence has gotten him out of many tricky situations, tonight he feels a bit outgunned. With cheeks still blushed, “yeah, I could use that.”
“Absolutely. I think I’m ready for something more than beer.” Dwayne can also see this night is far from over. This could be a good time to walk away for a minute to gain perspective and unburden his bladder. There was a lot of information learned he needed to absorb and taking a mini break alone to meditate could keep him out of trouble later. “This game is about to get serious, I thinks. Stephanie, where is the restroom?”
“I will show you.” Stephanie, playing the on-the-ready and ever-steady assistant stands naked and turns to check with her Master before advancing further. “Big Daddy, with your permission, I would like to take a second to clean up before returning with everyone’s drinks.”
“Yes, my pet. Go ahead.” Ben Davis says as the shit eating grin creeps across his face. Reggie’s eyes burn through him in disbelief. Stephanie notices this and leans over to Reggie to whisper in his ear, putting her hand on his upper thigh for leverage.
“I suck his cock every morning at his desk and swallow every drop while he talks to clients. One time, he was on the phone with his mother while he came right down my throat. She called to thank him for a birthday present I sent her.” Squeezing his thigh, moving her hand closer to his tiny cock with every breath. She pulls closer to him so that her soft breasts are resting on his shoulder. Lifting her right leg up to gently rest on his knee, she drags a finger to and through her pussy, rubbing her clit and gathering her juices. “It makes my pussy so wet thinking about his huge cock expanding in my mouth just before he explodes, like some beautiful early warning.” Showing him the wet finger, she rubs it on his lips. He closes his eyes and slightly opens his mouth drawing it in. She allows him to enjoy her before dropping her hand back to his upper thigh, making sure to ‘accidentally’ brush his cock en route. “Some days, I’m just starving waiting for him to arrive. The anticipation gets me every time. When he finally does get there and puts me on my knees, my mouth is watering, and my belly is grumbling. He just does business while I pull his fat cock out of his Armani suit and…”
“Pet…” Ben says shortly.
“Yes, Big Daddy.” Stephanie gently gives him a kiss on the cheek as she sighs heavily in his ear. Grabbing his thigh tighter than she expected, she realized she was close to bringing herself to orgasm just thinking about it. Her hand was close enough to run a finger up to tickle his balls. Reggie closes his eyes as if pained by the contact.
“Don’t move. I’ll be back in a minute.” She stands, turns, and walks towards the door with the exact same smile the cat had after he picked the last canary feather from his teeth. Dwayne fell in line, admiring each step. The group now a buzz, she hears Reggie over the crowd as she exits, “no fucking way. You guys are playing a joke, and this is not real. What is this ‘Big Daddy’ crap? Who is this girl? What are in those other envelopes? And, she really works for you? And you both work for HIM?!? I call shenanigans, just no fucking way.”
Ben smiles and laughs to himself as he finishes his glass. He takes a second to savor his prized scotch and ponder how well of a start this night has gotten off to. Stephanie has outdone herself this time, fulfilling every request. The food was amazing, the room and house were perfect, the guys avrupa yakası eskort never saw this coming, and we’ve only opened one envelope. We’re just getting started and he couldn’t wait to see what she was going to do next. Ben felt it was time to shed some light on what was happening.
“Reggie, I assure you, this is completely legit. OK, here’s the short story. And I’m telling you this in front of my boss, so appreciate you’re an annoying little fuck. Kisses.” The boys all laugh. “Ok, so I had just hired her. She was the best assistant I’ve ever seen. She is on top of the ball and ahead of the curve in every way, no exceptions. I quickly see that she is extremely intelligent, to the point I cannot gauge. She rocks every challenge, works harder than anyone I’d ever known, and the clients just love her. The numbers are up, performance is up, ROI is through the roof. We never flirted, it was strictly professional, I swear.” Turning his complete attention to look his boss in the face. “I swear, I never advanced on her in an unprofessional manner. I promise I would never, ever put the firm at risk.”
Mr. Johnson nods his head. “I know Ben. I believe you. I appreciate you sharing this information with me. Let’s do lunch on Monday to talk more, but it’s fine. Have her put it on our calendar.” Ben is relieved by this information. He wanted to share this with his boss for years. They have established a very close business relationship, climbing the corporate ladder together.
“So, anyway… this one night we were working late on a proposal and she said something that just simply, set me off… but in a good way. It wasn’t meant to be sexual, it wasn’t meant to be flirty. It wasn’t intended to be anything at all, and in most cases, it wouldn’t be a thing. In this case, it sparked something in me immediately, and I became extremely aroused very quickly. No, I will not tell you what it was… When this happened, I became extremely aroused and incredibly embarrassed, and so did she. We both apologized a million times. It was late, so I just told her we were done for the night and I went into my private bathroom. To my relief, she went home before I left the bathroom.”
“So, she just went home?” Jason said quizzically.
Ben leans forward to the table, stacking his pile of cash neatly as he spoke. “Yes. She just went home. The next morning, I arrived very early so I could apologize for my unprofessional behavior. I assumed that she was going to tell HR, get transferred to someone else and that I just lost the best thing that ever happened to my business. I told her that I wouldn’t deny a thing and take full responsibility for what happened. She stopped me saying she took equal responsibility for it happening, had no intention to go to HR, loved working for me, and that everything was fine.”
For whatever reason, Ben paused for an extended dramatic moment. He knew he couldn’t stop the story there. These idiots knew him too well. When you’re in a room of people that know all your darkest secrets, there is just no point in being shy or modest. But that doesn’t mean he cannot savor the memory while taking the opportunity to torture the ears hanging on every word. Laughing, Jason can’t stand the suspense any longer. “And then??”
“And then she repeated the same trigger again. This time completely on purpose, looking me in the eye to see if I would react the same way the second time. I did. Before I knew it, my cock was hard as a rock again and shortly after into her perfect mouth. It was end game.” He shrugs his shoulders in a ‘here we are, no apologies, whaddya going to do’ kinda way. Then thinks to put a bow on it… “We are still the best team, still have the best numbers… We just work together. How? I cannot explain. In some magic stupid far off sci-fi… whatever… This situation, however odd and unplanned, is just perfect for us right now.” Looking down, shaking his head in disbelief of his own past. “I’m telling you, it’s the best I’ve ever had… not even close.”
“Sherrie Campbell?” asks Reggie.
“Yup, not close. Great tits too, but she was a tight ass prude when the doors close, a total fun sponge. No comparison.”
“Jenny Simpson?” Dwayne shoots out as he returns to the table, catching the end of the conversation.
“Better.” Ben, now laughing at himself as he sees the new game blossom before him. “I’ll give it to you, Jenny was incredible, and I know you know this. God, I’ll never forget Jenny’s mouth, but I’m telling you, Stephanie is better. Much better.”
“Julie Simpson?” Reggie asks, causing the table to roar in laughter.
“I’m telling you, not of this world.”
“Helen ‘Hoover’ Nicolini.” Jason pulls out a name that Reggie and Dwayne don’t seem to recognize. Ben immediately burst out laughing. “Yeah, I knew she blew you before we left for Stanford, she told me. Fucking Bosco.”
“Please stop calling me that,” Ben says defeated.
“No!”, the group retort as one.
“No? escort avrupa yakası If you don’t like this outfit, I have others. This was requested by Big Daddy. He thought you would like it. Don’t you like it?” Stephanie says in the cutest voice she possesses. Coming out of the dark and into view carrying a sterling silver tray with the next round, the group can now see she is wearing a classic French maid outfit, with her hair pulled up in a tight bun, perfect red lips, fishnets and heels, black on leather on black with a side of lace, every inch.
Her perfect breasts are somehow more attractive covered than they were naked. Her cleavage is perfectly tanned in contrast with the black leather bustier. They jiggle slightly with every step. The top is leather in some places, semi-transparent lace in others. It shows off nothing and everything all at the same time. Just perfect in every way.
She is again wearing panties. A black thong that barely covered anything. The satin cloth in front clung to her, revealing the folds underneath. Her feet in three-inch black pumps, her long legs in fishnet stockings clipped at the garters with clasps tailored with black satin ribbon bows.
“Holy crap. Are you fucking serious?” As Reggie says this, Stephanie gives him a stern look. “I’m sorry. I just… You’re just… Fucking wow… I still don’t believe this. I want to go on record…”
“Thank you, Reggie. The record is noted. A girl never gets tired of hearing compliments like that.” The group snickers again as she leans over to first serve Big Daddy his fresh glass. She pauses, waiting, staring at Reggie. Ben reaches out his hand, gliding up her leg landing on her thong ass. He squeezes her cheek, then gives it a nice slap. “Thank you, Big Daddy.”
Moving to Dwayne, reaching over to trade his beer she pauses, looking at him. Dwayne leans back, shaking his head. “Naw, man, you’re my friend’s girl. Look, honey, you’re as perfect as I’ve seen but we’re not in college anymore. I love this little act you’re doing here, and your ass looks so tight I could bounce a quarter off it. I’ve known Ben for a lot of years. He’s my boy and you’re his girl. I can’t touch you.”
“Big Daddy?” Stephanie asks.
“It’s all you, my pet,” Ben replies.
“I’m not his girl. I’m his assistant at work and when not at work, He is my Master. And my Master, is offering me to you. This means that not only is he ok, it’s his idea. This is a one-time offer, so take it or don’t. But, don’t tell me you don’t want to. I can see you play the cool guy. So, I’m thinking that you’re looking for a girl who you can show off at the clubs, make your ex-girlfriends jealous, make all your boys jealous, but that’s only for show. You really want a girl who can cook, and watch movies, and hold an intelligent conversation and of course, you want to introduce her to your momma. Cause if she don’t impress momma, she ain’t got no chance! Am I close?”
“Spot on,” Jason says to himself, shaking his head in disbelief. Then to Ben, “it’s a bit disturbing…”
“No, I know. It’s a gift.” Ben whispers in response.
“Seriously, how did she know…” Reggie was both frustrated and impressed… “How did you know where he was from? Dwayne’s momma cooked for us more than once, you have her accent perfect… You know what? Never mind. Why should that shock me now?”
Dwayne quickly realizes he can either lose or lose big looking like a shmuck. Knowing that every person in the room knows the real him, he reaches up and similarly gropes and smacks. “Momma doesn’t like any girl who can’t cook. She doesn’t like the idea of me getting skinny and wants me to find someone willing to fatten me up. She’s tough but fair. Once you get past the first few tests, she really warms up to you. Once that happens, she loves you forever. She has high expectations for my future bride. You did nail the accent, by the way.”
“She still doesn’t like me. She still tests me.” Reggie says in defeat.
“As I said, she is tough but fair. And she’s a damn good read.”
“I bet. Well, no worries either way. You have permission to grope at will.” Stephanie moves around the room bringing everyone their new drinks allowing their hands to similarly caress her. When finished, offering everyone a cigar from the newly opened box, lighting it for them.
“Ok, should we get back to the game?”
“No.” Reggie quips in disappointment.
“Yes, and weren’t you the small blind?” Jason was still standing, approaching his seat as he walked past Stephanie. Turning to her, “Get it? Small blind… Cause he’s so short, he is small. I don’t want to make a big deal about it, but don’t you think it must suck to be so wee.” Holding his grin from ear to ear, looking so proud of himself sipping his beverage, giving her a knowing wink. She giggled. Before walking away, “Never gets old, I promise.”
Stephanie walks around to the dealer side as everyone returns to their seat. “Big Daddy, I was thinking we would wait until the start of the next round before offering rebuys. We can pull out the chips if needed. There was some action, but everyone seems to be in pretty good shape for another hour. I am going to set a timer on my phone for one hour from the start of my dealing. During the next ante, after the alarm goes off, I will add envelope number 2. Don’t shoot your load too early gentlemen.”