by Lauren Wood
Brad didn’t even bother pulling up his pants. The tinted windows had made it all that much more delicious to see people trying to look in and not being able to. They would assume that he was some big deal. He looked down at the photo one last time and he had to smile knowing that this woman was not only going to feed his appetite for food, but also his appetite for something else that went hand in hand. He didn’t think that Conner would come through. He had mentioned this fetish in passing after eating a delicious cheesecake. It brought to mind what it would be like to eat it off of a woman’s body and that was what made him think of this particular idea. Brad was only in his late twenties with a close cropped mane of brown hair, standing at 6 feet tall and 220 pounds that he had sculpted in a gym that was made in his honor.
Chapter 3
April didn’t have any idea of what kind of food Brad Johnson liked and decided to mix things up with a fare that was a little bit more original than most would’ve thought. She liked to bring fusion to the table and those that tasted it never thought it would work. It would turn out to be the best thing that they ever put in their mouth. “I don’t know why I’m so nervous. I somewhat feel that Conner is pimping me out, but I am doing this by my own free will. There might be a protest in my throat, but the money is too good to pass up. I know that my mother would never condone such an action, but it’s not like I had promised to have sex with him. I’m going to make it very clear that I’m only here to serve him food and nothing more.”
April had gotten a weird look from the doorman like he somehow knew what the resident in the penthouse suite was all about. She got this feeling that random visits from women were not uncommon. She was going to need to scrub her body raw after being that close to somebody that had too many lovers to count. It was a known fact that Brad Johnson was notorious for bed hopping. There were also rumors about the way that he showed his appreciation after the deed had been done.
“Mr. Johnson is waiting for you. He requests that you set everything up on the table. If you don’t mind me saying, you’re not exactly what I was expecting when he told me to expect a woman. I mean that with no offense. There are guys like me that would feel it’s an honor to be with a woman like you.” He had always been into bigger girls and this one with her wide hips and huge breasts had certainly gotten his attention. It was a good thing that he was behind the desk or his unusual problem would’ve been noticeable.
“If you’re trying to make me blush, then you’re doing a remarkable job. It’s nice to have a fan and it hasn’t always been that way growing up. I’m not going to go into detail, but let’s just say that my purity was intact until I was 21. I know that this is a little strange to be conversing about, but I guess I’m just a little bit nervous about what to expect.” She was waiting patiently for the elevator to return 40 floors. “This guy is not that bad looking. He doesn’t seem to be undressing me with his eyes. I’m not sure that I would want to sleep with him. He does have a ring on his marriage finger. I do appreciate the compliment and having someone fawning over me does wonders for my ego.
“I’m not just saying that. Let me show you a picture of my wife and that should prove to you that I’m on the level. I have to say that a threesome with you and my wife would definitely be something that I would love to cross off my bucket list. I hate to be that bold, but sometimes you can get a lot more from being direct than doing nothing at all.” He showed her a picture of his wife and they had similar builds.
“I feel that there’s something that you should know about me. I’ve taken a break from men altogether. You could say that one man has ruined it for all of you. I don’t really know when I will cast aside my celibacy, but I don’t think that’s going to be tonight.” April could see the crestfallen expression on his face and most likely his raging member had now been tamed. “I think a couple of years ago; I might’ve been interested to walk on the wild side. Tonight is all about the food and there will be nothing untoward between myself and Mr. Johnson.” The elevator arrived and she went inside with a glimmer of a smile from knowing that she was never going to succumb to anybody’s charms.
Phillip the doorman was worried about what she was getting herself into and was prepared to intervene if necessary. He had seen some of these women coming out with their heels in their hand and their makeup smeared. They looked like they were hit and run victims and stumbled with this bemused and dazed look in their eyes. He hoped that he didn’t have to see that coming from the delectable creature that had just walked by him with a certain perfume.
April was still a little nervous and that nervous habit about pulling at her hair had come back in spades. She stopped herself and then walked into the penthouse with a spiral staircase that went to the second floor. The floor was made of red pine wood and the furniture was white leather with a huge television encased in the wall. The kitchen had a black marble counter and a long rectangular table that had the makings of a dinner party for at least 10 people.
She was drawn to the balcony and opened up the door to overlook New York City with the dazzling lights of Broadway down the street. She was mesmerized by the sight and it took her a moment to realize that this man probably took this kind of view for granted.
“I have to say that I’m a little disappointed.” Brad was wearing a white suit jacket with a pair of black pants and a black as night shirt.
April turned and the sight of him sent these tiny tremors to the inside of her thighs. She had decided on something more professional to wear and didn’t want to dangle the bait in front of a starving dog. Her black pants and white blouse was a perfect complement to what he was wearing. She thought that she had done something wrong and that this was going to be over before it even began.
“I’m sorry if I’m not what you expected.” She was about to go into a tirade about how women are built differently, but got a hand up in front of her face to silent any kind of explanation.
“I didn’t mean that you were a disappointment. Far from it. What I mean was that I was expecting you to have everything prepared. I guess I can’t blame you for getting caught up in the view of the city. I have several residences around the world, but I find this place is my favorite.” She walked by him into the kitchen with her hands now busily taking things out of the bag and preparing them for the pots and pans that she had brought with her. The first thing that caught his attention was the way that her breasts were the same size as that would be actress last night. They were firm and quite spectacular and they were the realest that he had ever seen. The fragrance of her perfume was intoxicating.
“I decided to use two distinct cultures together tonight for your culinary sampling. You don’t normally equate Mexican with Japanese, but I think that you’ll be pleasantly surprised.” Her knife skills were better than some and she moved with the kind of precision that you would find from those chefs that had been in the business for more than five years. “This guy is full of himself and he obviously thinks that women should be throwing themselves at his feet. I have to admit that the package is nice but I’ve seen better when it comes to what he possesses below his belt.” She was busily preparing the meal and she bent over at certain times which of course gave him a glimpse of the assets that she found to be her most attractive quality. In this position, something else began to show itself in the snakelike object now moving down the inside of his pants. Her eyes went wide to understand how it was possible that what she was seeing was real.
“I’m paying you $100,000. Let’s just say that I expect something more than a good meal. I don’t have to pay for sex. What I do require is that you strip down to nothing. I want you to climb up on the table when you’re finished with preparing this meal. I don’t know how you’re going to withstand my hot tongue and my lips sucking it off of each piece of exposed skin. If you can’t control yourself, then I’m sure that I can provide you with a release for your arousal.” Brad had taken off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt halfway. It was a playboy wannabe kind of thing to do, bu
t he felt like things were getting heated in the kitchen.
April stopped with that knife in hand and she couldn’t believe that this was part of the requirements. She felt a little awkward and was about to express her displeasure, but then those flashing dollar signs were telling her that it was a small price to pay for her dream.
“You could’ve had me make you this meal and then brought in a woman to give you that extra kink. I have to question why you would go to all this trouble to get a woman like me that has no interest in sleeping with you to come up here to cook your meal.” April was being defensive and decided that the best way to keep him from thinking that there could be anything between them was to make this as professional as possible.
“I want the whole package. I want the woman with that creative mind to be at the mercy of my desire for food. Call it an eccentric request. If you don’t do this for me, then I’m sure that I can find somebody else. I would rather not start over. What I see in front of me is something that I have to see naked. I want you to take your time and to really draw out the experience of stripping down to your birthday suit.”
“I would say that you should be ashamed of yourself, but I don’t think that I would be saying anything that you don’t already know. You have this assumption that women will do anything for money. I’m only doing this because I feel that I have no other option.” April closed her eyes. She didn’t want to see his reaction as her body became more of a lifelike piece of art exposed to his eager eyes. “I won’t have this dream unless I go through with this and I just hope that I can keep him from becoming overly excited. Then again, I might have that same problem and this guy might have an ego, but there’s a reason for that. He has worked hard to get to where he is and I’m sure that those muscles were not something that he came about by accident. His huge shoulders and bulging biceps is the perfect icing to the cake. I find myself salivating to pull down his zipper to get at the bit of meat that is more than a mouthful. I know that I’m risking my self imposed celibacy.”
Brad knew that this was getting good. This was that guilty pleasure that had him taking off his shirt, but leaving on the pants. Her eyes closed had that kind of cute factor and that black lacey bra was not exactly hiding the boulders that were ready to be uncovered. He saw her shaky fingers and then those cups came away in her hands. She didn’t stop there and he watched as those big panties slid down her abundant thighs. He noticed right away that there was no hair and he wanted to reach out to feel the smoothness of those lips.
“I want you to lie on the table and stay completely still. I’m sure that you will be squirming in a few minutes, but let’s take one step at a time.” He went over and could smell those dishes and they had simmered to perfection. He had to admit that she was talented and that somebody that had the money would be a damn fool not to throw her a bone. “Just lie back and relax. You don’t have to keep your eyes closed, but it’s kind of interesting that you would do that. It’s like a blind man having only his sense of touch taste and hearing.” He got an interesting idea and went to retrieve a blindfold from his chest of tricks. He wrapped it around her eyes. She tried to reach for him, but he pushed her hands away.
He carried two dishes over to the table and then continued until all the dishes were surrounding her. He picked up two pieces of sushi and placed them on each of her very chunky nipples. He applied the salsa to the top. He saw no reason to delay the proceedings. He had been starving all day and when he took those two pieces of sushi into his mouth, he also grazed against her nipple with his teeth. It was that taste sensation that couldn’t be beat
“Oh my…this is quite unexpected.” That feeling was now making her juicy and she was drizzling down onto the table. She pushed her chest into the air and was accosted with his lips closing over the nipple to lick the remaining salsa and bits of raw fish from them. “Well… I have to say that that was…oh fuck…something different.” She waited and soon found herself being slathered by the makings of a taco.
The chopped chicken and beef had now commingled and was steaming over something that was even hotter. He spread her legs and found his tongue sliding from her hole all the way up to her clit. He could feel it with the tip of his tongue as his mouth ate ravenously of the food that was now being provided. “I have to say that I am enjoying this very much. I thought that I might, but I didn’t think to what degree. You’re exactly what I envisioned when I thought about putting this together.” Brad never imagined that his cock could be that turned on by this experience.
With her still lying there, he easily reached down to extract his organ and gave it a bit of play with his hand. He could already see that he was drooling and the excitement that he felt was now being shown in a different way. Every time that he squeezed from the top to the bottom, there was more to be seen. He was soon using his hand to massage that into the skin of his shaft.
“I can hear what you’re doing. I don’t want you to think that my submission is a testament to your prowess. I’ve been without too long and for you to stand there and stroke it is almost amusing. I want to get your cock into my demanding mouth.” She didn’t think that this was going to happen, but her body was craving the pleasure that it was being afflicted with. There was no way that she was going to turn down the volume. “I’m giving you what you want. Let me direct the action and you might just get more than you bargained for.” April felt that she was being turned with her head lying over the side with the blood rushing to her head. She was feeling a little bit light headed and then that taste of guacamole on the tip of his cock made her into a sex fiend for food and sex. It was an interesting combination and one that she had never thought of before, which certainly gave her that desire to do it again.
Brad took a look at where his cock was sliding into her mouth and he reached for her breasts and squeezed them together to see what kind of gift was waiting for him. Normally, he would be the one calling the shots, but this time he was more than willing to be led around by a makeshift leash in his name. It wouldn’t last for long and then his need to dominate would take over. “This is…the fucking perfect position to slide effortlessly into your throat. I can feel the inside of your throat quivering along my length and squeezing down on my cock head. You love sucking cock and I can tell that this is not something that you shy away from.” He had his mind on her body, but he was also thinking of an acquisition that had come to his attention upon arriving in New York.
He had his best people working on getting that property and they were quite convinced that it was going to be very easy to accomplish.
Chapter 4
Her mouth devoured him and Brad continually supplied her with that guacamole until there was the unexpected treat of a mole sauce. The chocolate decadence made her voraciously consume that long piece of real estate.
He had no idea how long she had kept it in her throat. He pulled out to see strings of her spit hanging off of every inch. He was breathing heavy and could feel his heart pounding against his chest cavity.
“I think that it’s time that I get some dessert.” He noticed that his cock was ready to blow, but he didn’t want to stop. This was becoming a very special evening. He was reasonably certain that he could probably get it up again, but he wasn’t going to take that chance without that necessary blue pill. He went in search and found that the bottle was empty and that meant that he was going to have to rely on the woman that was holding his orgasm in the palm of her hand. He found himself climbing up onto the table completely naked and now burying his head in between her thighs.
Having her mouth occupied made it hard for her to scream as she pressed her thighs against his head essentially trapping him and making it almost impossible for him to maneuver. His hips were slamming against her mouth that she had no doubt that her lipstick was going to leave him panting her name. “I’m fucking cumming… I know that you can feel me squirting across your tongue…and that’s all for you… All for…YOUUUUUUUU.” She screamed while holding his member and fee
ling it flex against her fingertips in an obvious need to find its own delivery. “If I’m not careful, I’m going to get one hell of a messy facial. Normally, I would think of that as disgusting, but for some reason I want to be a dirty girl. I want to feel like I’m being taken out of my comfort zone and this guy has a funny way of making me want to do something that I don’t normally do.”
“Yes… feed on it…oh my god… Keep that up… AHHHHH.” Brad latched her clit with his mouth and was now letting go with a fresh supply that she didn’t allow to touch the inside of her mouth.
She jerked him all over her face and down over her chin to wear his excitement. She was feeling a little disappointed in herself, but the other part that had been lonely for too long had finally felt what it was like to be wanted again. “I’m not sure how I let this happen, but don’t think that I could ask for anything more. It was a wild moment and one that I will cherish and remember with fondness.” She took off the blindfold expecting to see that he had become soft. What she saw instead was a remarkable resilience and she began to think that there might have been some pharmaceutical aid. “Just because you took a Viagra doesn’t mean that we’re going to be doing anything.”
“I do have a supply of that, but I ran out. What you’re seeing right now is because of you and has nothing to do with any outside interference. I’ve never had this kind of reaction and I believe that it has more to do with you than the food. I will say that Conner was underselling you. He should have been screaming your name from the top of the rooftops. I know that I will never have anything as good as that ever again, unless of course I can convince you to come to work for me as my private chef. I can offer you a very competitive salary with stock options that you would be a damn fool not to take me up on.” Brad was sitting there with this renewed vigor and he was making his cock dance with a flex of his hips to see that she was smiling with a slight blush to her cheeks. This was not a woman that casually slept with men out of a whim. This was a woman that selectively made her choices and then lived by them. He felt like he had found something out of the ordinary and that letting it go was not something that he was willing to do.