The Billionaire Bad Boy Plan

by Michelle Love

I am extremely shocked by her naughtiness and it excites me as I watch her lick her fingers with cum on them. Damn, my Sienna is a vixen. A very, very naughty one. Oooh yeah!

  SIENNA

  I use a bath towel that Jonathan has passed me to wipe off the cum. He blew his load over my ass after he had had me. I couldn't believe I had nearly came a second time as his huge cock filled my ass. My God, if my Dad knew about it, he would have killed Jonathan.

  I had heard the other girls in college talk about anal sex. Some loved it and some didn't. One girl had said that it was possible to cum while being done in the ass. At the time she had said it, back when I was in my first year, I just couldn't believe it. I couldn't understand why anyone would want to have anything up their ass. I mean it was not a very appealing idea at all. But now I understood it. It was extremely hot, and I liked it when Jonathan fucked me. I also liked licking his cum off of my ass.

  Sometimes, it could add another element to the sex thing that I had previously not thought it before now. Oooh, it was so good and I had fingered myself as he'd fucked me. Wow, I was getting more and more daring with everything. I trusted him and I was glad to share that first time with him.

  I'd noticed that when I talked dirty, he had been turned on by it. I could feel his thrusts go deeper into me like he was out of control. Like a wild native that could not be tamed. Oh, it was so liberating, all of it.

  I wondered what would happen at the club next time. We would miss it tonight to go to Julie's group, but that was alright. Thank goodness, we'd had time to be with each other this afternoon at least.

  After lunch, I went back to the Langdon room. Jonathan had a few clients and he wanted me to read more so I could know exactly what we would be up against, running our own group together. I was excited to see Julie's group tonight and I felt extremely relaxed with my belly full of potato bake and a nice hot chocolate that I'd enjoyed at lunch. I wanted Jonathan to fuck me again. I decided to try and concentrate on the books. I was going to be helping with a group of our own soon, and I needed to be ready. I tried to concentrate.

  I walk to the water cooler and feel so horny that my nipples are now erect. My body aches to be taken and Jonathan was busy. Damn.

  I walk to the door and I lock it so then I can be alone. I knew my dildo was in my bag so I pull my panties down and stand up, bending over the solid desk.

  I move my right hand and feel how wet my pussy is from earlier, before lunch. I insert it and gasp, as it touched my sweet spot. I thought of Jonathan and how he had laid on top of me. I push the dildo in and out as I stay in doggy position and moan as I use it to fuck myself. Oh wow, my body felt so good. Maybe everything was enhanced because of what had happened earlier.

  I bring my other hand up to my left breast and I pull on my erect nipple in pleasure. The dildo moves in and out as I push it rhythmically.

  The naughtiness of my ass in the air as I am bent forward makes me feel liberated and extremely sexy. I imagine that Jonathan was watching me through the video screen and jerking himself behind his desk.

  I keep pushing, twist my nipple and feel my legs begin shake from the excitement.

  I could see in my mind now Jonathan stroking his cock and looking like he was going to cum. My pussy grabbed the dildo more tightly, and I cum on it as if it was Jonathan's cock.

  "Oh yes, thank God…"

  I'd never been this horny before. Jonathan had awakened something raw inside me that made me want it more and more.

  I couldn't concentrate on my work, so I close my eyes and sit on the leather lounge, resting my body and my eyes, which were still a little sore from all of the reading that I'd done before lunch.

  I thought about Jonathan and how hard it must have been to not want any other women, except me. He'd only watched at the club and then touched himself to get off on his voyeur addiction. Now he'd met me, he liked to watch me watching other couples. I liked watching too. I thought about the club for a moment and I thought I'd ring them up.

  "Hello, Lucy here. You've reached The Voyeur. This is a recorded message and we'll be back at four to talk to you. Please stay on the line to hear our private menu for the weekend. One: The Voyeur's Dream starts at four pm on Saturday. Bring your partner and join in with the orgy or just watch and go up to your room. Two: The Voyeur's Fantasy starts at seven pm on Saturday. Bring your partner and live out your fantasy. Use our prostitutes as well if you like. Three: The Voyeur's Paradise. Sunday, four pm. Let your female partner live out her lesbian fantasy with one of our girls while you watch it. Then go back to your room or have a threesome. Thanks, we hope to see you soon. Remember, we'll be back at four pm."

  I sat in disbelief as I imagined number three. Would I do it for Jonathan? I wanted to. It was three-thirty, now and my mind raced and thought more about it. It was actually a turn-on to me, the thought of an encounter with another woman. I'd seen the club women and they were hot. I thought Jonathan would like it; to see me with another woman. I would be turned on by it, for sure. It was definitely a secret fantasy, for sure.

  I buzzed Jonathan, "Are you free on Sunday at four?"

  "Sure, I am always free for you. I am just finishing up with Mr. Betts and then we can make a move home to my place."

  "Great, see you soon," I say.

  I ring the club as it is ten minutes past four, now.

  "Hello, The Voyeur, Lucy speaking."

  "Hi, I'd like to book a Voyeur's Paradise, this Sunday at four."

  "Great, we had a cancellation so you will be able to have Brigitte. Are you a member?"

  "My boyfriend is. Jonathan Ellis number eighteen."

  "Yes, the fee is four hundred dollars for a two-hour session. Shall I place it on the tab?"

  "I would like to pay on the day, please. If that's alright?"

  "Yes, certainly. Get here at three forty-five so then you can meet Brigitte. She will give you the run down before it starts. What is your name?"

  "Sienna, Sienna Ruston."

  "Thank you, Sienna. We will see you on Sunday. Privacy and discretion are our first and middle names, so don't worry about that."

  "Yes, thanks," I say obviously nervous.

  JONATHAN

  We are ready to go and I can't wait to get home and relax a bit before we head to Julie's group thing. A nice bite of Chinese followed by a relaxing spa, then we will be able to go.

  Sienna sits by me in the limo and she looks so gorgeous. I knew that she would like being done in the ass, but I hadn't expected her to be so naughty about it.

  She sits next to me and we kiss now. She is playing with my hair and I feel horny again. The privacy screen is up and so is my cock. Sienna is extremely horny lately, and I love it! Fuck she's so hot as she tongues my ear, now. I couldn't have asked for a better girl. Damn.

  I can see we are nearly at home and I gesture to Sienna that we are at the gate. We have been French kissing for forty minutes and I am so glad that she's mine. Mmm, my mousy brown who likes being fucked up the ass, tasting my cum and sucking on my cock. Oooh, then she lets me take her to the club and have her in the red room. What a woman!

  I know she can't help it now, either. I have passed my addiction onto her. It's a curse and a blessing at the same time. Sometimes it can be so damn exhausting being addicted to sex and a certain person. I mean, you still have to eat and sleep and work as well. You can't just have the addiction without all of the other stuff. You still have to pay your bills and maintain some sort of normality in your life.

  I hop out of the car and help Sienna with her bag. She stands at the front door waiting to go in and I tell Stephen the time we need to leave to get to Julie's group session later on. I let him take the car and refuel it. He will have time to rest and eat before working again tonight too. I love having him drive me around. The city traffic can be stressful and I like to feel relaxed.

  Sienna and I move inside. I am so happy she's staying over tonight and I know she can't wait to get to Julie's session. It should be a fun night.
There are some real characters at group therapy. You definitely need to have a sense of humor with these clients. There'll be drama, tears, whinging, and lots of mismatched characters who don't like each other much at all. The narcissists will take charge and the schizophrenics will give us all something to imagine. It should be lots of fun!

  Sienna places her belongings upstairs and she comes down to sit with me.

  "What do you want from the Chinese shop, Sienna?"

  "Oooh, sweet and sour pork with rice."

  I smile at her as she continues looking at the menu. She is looking for dessert.

  "And some fried ice cream! Please."

  I smile and ring for takeaway while Sienna looks at the CDs.

  "Yes, one sweet and sour pork with rice. One stir fry black bean, and two fried ice creams. As soon as it's ready, please Andy."

  Sienna puts a jazz CD on low and sits on the couch. I sit next to her and enjoy the music. She has such great taste in everything. She loves psychology, great food, music and me! What a beauty she is.

  "Jonathan, is there anything you need to do before tonight?"

  "To get ready for Julie's, you mean?" I say. "No, not really. We just need to be calm no matter what the clients do or say, so they don't feel uncomfortable or belittled."

  Sienna smiles and understood my point of view. She looks quite beautiful as she takes her hair out of a ponytail and it falls over her breasts. I am in love with all of her and I feel unbelievably good.

  The doorbell chimes and Sienna comes to help me with the bags. It will be so nice being alone before the session with Julie. I can't imagine how Sienna feels about the whole thing. I wonder if she'll be shocked tonight.

  As we sit down to enjoy our food, Sienna remembers the spa.

  "Are we going to have a spa before we go out?"

  "Oh yeah, I need to run it now," I say.

  "I can do it. You keep eating I'm sure I can manage it."

  Sienna goes upstairs to run the spa. I enjoy my stir fry and think how lucky I have been with her. She genuinely cares about me. She helps me with carrying the food and now volunteers to run our spa. She's not high maintenance and I feel thankful for that. I don't think I could have fallen in love with someone like that anyway.

  She comes back down, "I put some peppermint bubble stuff in. Just a few drops."

  "Oh good, I put a quarter of a bottle in once and well let's just say that the cleaner was not happy with me the next day. She left a note explaining the instructions in capital letters!"

  "Oh no, that poor woman," said Sienna with her usual, delicious smile.

  I liked to watch her eat. She was finished with the main and I watched her devour the fried ice cream with a small, dessert fork.

  "Oooh, it tastes so good, Jonathan. Try yours."

  I open the ice cream and place a large bite sized scoop in my mouth with some of the covering that was over it.

  "Oh wow, yeah that's fantastic," I say impressed with the taste.

  Sienna licks her fork and I watch her do it right in front of me. She is so hot. All those college guys must have had rocks in their heads not choosing her to be their girlfriend.

  "Our spa will be ready. I time it at the fifteen -mark."

  "That's a great idea, Jonathan. Plus, you don't want any more naughty notes from the cleaner!"

  We both laugh and go up and hop into the spa. We will have time for a forty-minute soak in the tub before we'll need to get dressed and head into the city to see Julie's group.

  Sienna takes off her clothes slowly and hangs them up on the back of the door. Her back is to me and I look at her beautiful ass. It has some meat on it and it wobbles as she moves. Mmmm, so fucking sexy.

  I take off my clothes and use the wall hooks to hang my clothes and Sienna slides into the tub watching me undress. She likes to watch too. We are a pair of naughty voyeurs that are addicted to each other, and to sex. I like it all right now. It inspires me to keep going every day. Knowing I have got her to look forward to makes me want to succeed.

  Sienna continues to watch as I remove my Calvin Klein underwear. I know she's impressed with my cock because she bites her lip when it falls out and hangs semi-erect, pointing at her.

  "That's a nice package that you have there," she says.

  "It never gets a break when you're around. I am going to have to pay it a salary soon, for overtime," I say.

  Sienna looks at my face and laughs. She concentrates on my abs now. I don't work out but I seem to be lucky in the looks department. I usually have women vying for my attention when I go out alone. Before I met my Sienna, I went to lots of nightclubs.

  A few of my women clients have tried to come on to me and it gets awkward. I don't even try anything and they do it, but sometimes it annoys me.

  When Sienna looks at me it's different. It is a complete turn on and I love it. Fuck, she looks hot right now as I slide in next to her. Her breasts are covered by the bubbles and I can see her cleavage as it bursts out. Fuck yeah.

  SIENNA

  Jonathan's body is so hot and I can't believe that he's chosen me to fall in love with and start the group therapy thing. He's kissing my neck which melts me and I feel so relaxed now.

  I can't believe that I booked a Sunday session at the club now either. I think my common sense must have wandered out the window when I did that. Oh shit!

  I mean, a lesbian fantasy will really turn Jonathan on. I can only imagine his face when he sees me with a woman. It's so hot and kinky, and then he can fuck both of us if he wants to. I mean I know he's not really into other women, but if he wants to, I will let him. It's part of the fantasy. Oh, shit Sienna, what have you become?

  Jonathan's hands move all over my body and it is so erotic as we kiss passionately. I love to kiss and he likes it too. Actually, normally men don't enjoy it this much. Not that I can remember. He has the sexiest lips and I am even more turned on by the stubble that gives him that slightly rugged look.

  "Oh wow. We have to get dressed Sienna. We've got twenty minutes and then Stephen will be here."

  The time has flown by as we've been fondling each other in the spa. I hop out and we both rush to get ready, making sure that we don't slip on the tiled floor. I will do my makeup first and then go and find my jeans and casual shirt that are packed in my overnight bag.

  I race naked into the bedroom and see that Jonathan has got a dark pair of blue jeans on and a nice casual shirt.

  "Hey, beautiful. There's still ten minutes to find your clothes."

  I smile and kiss him, wishing we could be alone and in his bedroom. God, he's so addictive. I find my jeans and my shirt and put them on as he watches me.

  "Mmm, you can't help yourself, can you?" I say winking at him.

  My jeans are tight and comfortable and they make me feel quite good about my body. They suck everything in at all the right places.

  "Oooh, they look so good on you."

  Ha! I am right. They do make me look hot, but the casual shirt is very proper for the outing. It's pink cotton and a loose fit so that I will look casual and not like I am trying to "pick-up" as Jenna would say.

  I am dressed and Jonathan said, "Five minutes, baby."

  I am glad there is more time now as my long hair needs to go up in a ponytail so then it doesn't annoy me. Sometimes long hair can be a pain in the ass, especially if there's some wind, or rain or any other weather scenario, really.

  When we arrive at the building, it is buzzing with about twenty people including Julie and another guy who was obviously her helper. There is coffee and tea and there were lounges where everyone sat in conversation. We are about fifteen minutes early and Jonathan takes me over to Julie who is straightening up the paper plates on a long wooden table.

  "Hello stranger," says Julie, smiling at Jonathan.

  "Hey yourself!" says Jonathan, obviously old friends with her.

  Julie looks at me and smiles, and then looks at Jonathan.

  "Is this your helper?"

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bsp; "Yes, this is Sienna Ruston my summer intern and friend.”

  "I am so pleased to meet you.”

  "Jonathan, can you and Sienna sit with the far ten across the partition? You'll be able to watch what I do. The other group has fairly new members and Gary will lead them in here."

  Jonathan smiles, "Sure, can we get coffee now?"

  "Yes, there's still ten minutes until we break off, so go right ahead. Thanks so much for coming."

  Jonathan pulls me to the side and I help myself to coffee and cream. Then I add two sugars and stir.

  "Yes Sienna, make mine the same as that please," says Jonathan, enthralled to be here and see the groups.

  I sip my coffee and notice the people in conversation. They all look extremely relaxed to be here and it is hard to tell that they have a mental illness or problems. I hate the stigma of mental illness and the stereotypes that you hear. Sometimes, I think it is the reason I started the psychology thing. I was only twelve when my auntie committed suicide and my mother had been so distraught. No one had seen it coming at all and we felt so bad that we couldn't do anything more.

  I remember Mom saying, "It's so final. We can't do anything for her now."

  I looked around and thought how wonderful a group like this could have been for my aunt. She may have gained more insight about her feelings and found other people who were the same, or similar.

  "Okay everyone, it's time to start. If you need to see me or Gary afterward, then please do. We'll have some snacks and hot tea and coffee again."

  Jonathan and I place our empty foam cups into the waste bin and we sit with Julie's group. There are eight people and then myself, Jonathon and Julie, to make up a total of eleven.

  "Okay before we start. I'd like to introduce my colleagues Jonathan and Sienna. Jonathan is a psychologist and Sienna is learning to be one. They are here to watch, participate and listen to the sessions."

  The member's smile and a lady wearing a beanie shouts out, "Hooray, hip hip, hooray."

  I try to keep a straight face and smile with Jonathan as we are welcomed by her into the group for the night.