The Billionaire Bad Boy Plan

by Michelle Love

I'll let it play out and then I am going to have to be exceptionally honest about my needs, so she knows that I have to add it to our relationship. I hope she will understand because it will be a big ask.

  The coffee I've brewed smells like Heaven and I think of Sienna again. Every pleasure, every ounce of anything good reminds me of her.

  My phone is ringing blatantly on the kitchen’s counter.

  "Hello, Jonathan speaking."

  "Hello, Jonathan it is David. David Beecham, here. You left a message on my machine regarding the discreet advertisement."

  "Yes Hi. Are you the agent or..."

  "No, it's me. You'll deal with directly. Open your email because the pictures you requested are there."

  I go to my computer just down the hall. David has sent lots of great pictures and I am happy with them.

  "Thanks, David. So, Monday night we'll meet then. Seven pm at Al Fresco's in the city."

  "Yes, I look forward to it. The payment is twelve fifty and then it goes down to a grand if you want the same service again."

  "Thanks, see you on Monday at seven."

  I like the pictures that he sent. It's exactly what I'm after. I can't wait to see him and finish the transaction on Monday night. It will be fantastic.

  The shower calls my name and I hope I can use the day to work out and then watch some old westerns. It's been a while since I let John Wayne entertain me. I'm so excited about Monday now. I hope Sienna loves it, it will be a really awesome surprise for her.

  Now, let's find the DVD I was up to.

  "There you are."

  The shower feels amazing as I let myself get warm under the jets. I think of Sienna and imagine that she is masturbating. Her legs are open and her finger teases the outside of her pussy. She is completely naked and her full breasts send me over the edge as she squeezes them and wets her nipples with her saliva.

  I pick up the soap and use it to soap up my hand before pulling on the shaft of my cock as I see Sienna in my mind’s eye. I imagine it is her pussy as I play, and my hand movements quicken over my cock.

  "Ah, ah!"

  Fuck, it feels good. I tighten the grip and manoeuvre the strokes so they hold the top of my cock as if her pussy was sliding up and off, and then back on again. I can only bear it for a minute and then I concentrate on my shaft.

  I like to jerk off and think of Sienna because it makes the orgasm so much more intense. I used to look at porn magazines and pull to them, but Sienna is so much more than pictures of women I've never met. Sienna has the sweetest pussy and the hungriest eyes. She is addicted to me. And I am definitely addicted to her.

  Her pussy feels as if it is going up and down on my cock, with the soap masquerading as her juices.

  "Oh fuck, yes…"

  I continue pulling on my shaft and speed up the movement of my firm grip. I imagine that I can suck her nipples while she sits on me and faces me, fucking me wildly.

  My cum goes up and all over the wall of the glass shower screen. I imagine how good it would look on Sienna's breasts. I can still feel the sensation of my orgasm wrench over me in intensity. I am just too addicted to her.

  SIENNA

  Jenna is out and I am glad for the time alone. However, there are plates and cups and clothes strewn all over the dorm. It looks like she has become a social butterfly and has been too exhausted to clean our place. Shit!

  Actually, I need to go to the laundromat and do some washing because my normal routine has been completely out of whack. Before I go, I'd better get out the cleaning products because our dorm is starting to look like some kind of science experiment!

  Jenna, I love you, but this has seriously gotten out of hand. I mean even just putting the plates in to soak would not have been that hard, surely.

  Jenna blasts in, "Hey Siena. How are you? I've got to run, I'm meeting Juan."

  "Hey. I'll be cleaning our dorm room. I hope he's handsome this Juan guy!" I say smiling.

  "Oh yeah, he is the sexiest guy I've ever seen. Oh, he's like a supermodel. Sorry about the state of the place."

  Jenna grabs her overnight bag and runs out the door with a wave.

  "Have fun!" I belt out, as she closes the door.

  "Love you, babe,” she calls out.

  I continue scouting the room and find way too many clothes that Jenna has strewn around. I feel kind of bad for not being around so I place her clothes and mine in a bag to take them all to the laundromat.

  As I wipe everything down, my mind closes in on Jonathan. Will he be okay with the lesbian thing? I hope so. I know watching turns him on so I'll go through with it. He will tell me immediately if he doesn't like it. I know he'll stop it straight away.

  Mmm, I am looking forward to the whole thing with Brigitte. She will be beautiful and I have always been a little bi-curious, so it feels right.

  The laundromat is only half full which means I will only be waiting for two hours instead of three. It totally sucks when there are no machines free.

  I sit and look around. I still don't recognize many faces on campus. I've been here two years and everyone looks new. Maybe it's because all I've ever done is go to the lectures and then go to the dorm to study. It's weird, not knowing many people. I guess being away from home is not what it's cracked up to be. I dare say I would have been extremely lonely if it wasn't for Jonathan. I am so glad I've met him.

  I look at the young couple sitting on the other side of the room. They look really cute kissing and fondling each other. She has a long ponytail and wears jeans and a striped t-shirt. He is whispering to her to stop because his cock is getting hard in his shorts.

  It is funny watching couples now. A year ago, I would have been jealous that it wasn't me or all self-righteous that they shouldn't behave that way in public. Probably self-righteous would have been my take, I think.

  But I understood it all now. I was in love and addicted to Jonathan. He was my everything and I wanted to please him. It was why I booked the club on Sunday and it was why I'd let him do everything he'd done to me. In ways and places that would never have been acceptable in a ‘normal’ relationship.

  When you were addicted to sex and to someone, it was nearly impossible to stop the behavior. I mean, I had never been addicted to sex or had the need for promiscuity like Jonathan. However, now, I was sure that I was addicted to him... to pleasing him.

  It's what kept him going. Having me, watching me, imagining me. It kept everything normal for him. Much research had been done on sex addiction and there was not much you could do to help someone like him. It was a part of their day to day existence. I loved it in Jonathan. It made me feel wanted knowing that he had to have me.

  We had crossed the lines on so many levels really. We'd done it in public, at his work, on camera… and he was my boss, to top it all off. We had even been to the club and lived out his fantasies a few times.

  Now that I think of it, being involved with Jonathan would be a very active lifestyle. He needed to watch me, to fuck me and to fondle me. He needed all of it, and it was a part of his world. It would be me that would have to be fucked and fondled and watched. Even when I was tired, or exhausted or studying. My whole world was different now that I'd met him. Jonathan was a man with needs, and a desire to fulfil them with me. It would be the best relationship I could have asked for. Being desired was my dream.

  My mind imagined me living in a loveless marriage with a man that expected dinner on the table and his shirts ironed well for work the next day. I couldn't cope being in a marriage that was without desire or passion.

  Many women could have tolerated such a thing, but not me. I look at the washing machine and it has finished its long cycle. I place all the clothes into the dryer and watch the young couple walk out holding hands.

  I wondered if they would go and fuck each other madly behind a few bushes, just because they had to have each other. It was like that for Jonathan and me, and we couldn't do it. I loved the desire and the passion of it all.

  I tho
ught about how turned on he'd be tomorrow in the lesbian fantasy. I couldn't wait to let him watch Brigitte and me. She would know how to start it and I would be her willing participant, so Jonathan could see us and be the voyeur that he loved to be. I would put on a show and cock tease him so he would never forget it. When he was alone, he would be able to masturbate, and think about the lesbian scene with me in it, for his benefit.

  Okay, I’ll just put the washing away when I get back to the dorm and watch some porn on my phone to get an idea of what lesbians did. It would need to look good and the research would be fun. I may have to use my unsuspecting dildo if it gets really good. Oh, Sienna. You're such a naughty girl!

  JONATHAN

  Stephen and I leave at quarter to three and Sienna is going to be ready for the "show" at the club. I mean, maybe it is a show and some dinner. It could be, but my imagination takes hold and I know that whatever it is will be very erotic and sensual.

  I have placed a G-string on to get in the mood and I wear a shirt and some nice jeans. I am grateful that Sienna has planned this because I am ready for action, today, whatever it may be.

  The rain pours down and the air is filled with possibility as we get to her dorm. She waits under the veranda and wears a long, leopard skin jacket with high heels and stockings. Her hair is up in a braid and her makeup is done perfectly to accentuate her gorgeous, green eyes.

  Stephen takes an umbrella and runs her to the Mercedes-Benz. I am met with a smile as Sienna thanks Stephen and looks at me.

  "You look beautiful, Sienna."

  "Thank you. You look damn fine yourself!"

  She kisses my neck and I try to hold myself back. My tongue ends up halfway down her throat as I pull her head into mine.

  "Okay, you'll have to be patient now. We're nearly there," she says, pulling away and winking at me.

  Stephen pulls us in close to the entrance. It is weird to be here on a weekend, but I feel very curious now.

  The rain is only spitting as we hold hands and go inside. We are greeted with a champagne and by Lucy, who normally hosts the shows.

  "Hello, Sienna and Jonathan. Sienna, please go with your drink down the hall while Jonathan waits here."

  I am definitely excited by all the attention and I sit and enjoy the Latino music and watch the stage where the dancers practice their choreography for the shows. There are about twelve of them, in leotards for the women and the males wear tight shorts.

  The choreographer continues, "Five, six, seven and eight. And one and two and three and four. Great Charmaine, push those hips, Yolanda!"

  I am taken by their unbelievable ability to dance and look sexy at the same time. They work exceptionally hard to get it right.

  Lucy is behind the bar and smiles at the dancers while she polishes glassware. She picks up the phone when it rings, and then looks at me.

  "Go down the hall, Jonathan. Go to room one."

  I have managed to finish my drink so I place it down on the bar. I get up and walk past the red doors. I know there are thirty but I have never been up past my usual. Number eighteen. All of the doors are open and some are being set up for the night by staff that move the furniture around and clean the floors.

  I continue up to the top of the hallway and there is a large, pink door that has a "1" on it. I can smell perfume and a hint of leather as I open the door.

  The room is dimly lit with a bed to the left and a glass window that spans the room's width. It is double the size of our red room. There is a sofa chair sitting beside a sleek, black table. A glass of champagne is poured and bubbling, waiting for my arrival.

  The window is lit up and has a large bed with a beautiful satin spread falling over it.

  "Sit down. Welcome, Jonathan," says a woman's voice over the PA.

  I do as I'm told and I feel very relaxed as Sienna walks out in a leather leotard. She can't see me because it's dark where I am. Her stockings are fishnet and her hair is down and falling beautifully over her breasts.

  "It seems that your Sienna has been a very naughty girl," says the voice.

  A gorgeous blond comes out wearing leather pants and a leather cap. There is nothing on her breasts and she carries a small whip.

  Sienna's face looks so innocent as she stands nervously in front of the woman.

  "Bend over and show me your ass," ordered the blond suddenly.

  Sienna moves and hovers over the bed with her ass in the air.

  "Good girl…"

  I watch as the blond places her hand on Sienna's ass and Sienna jumps slightly at the sudden surprise touch. My cock is definitely aroused by this.

  "Stand up and face me... NOW!"

  Sienna turns around and her eyes look at the woman who is so unbelievably hot. Her lips are cherry red and her tits are perky.

  "Stand here."

  Sienna stands on the line on the floor and looks at the blond. The blond walks behind Sienna and undoes the laces at the back of Sienna's leotard.

  "Pull it down and play with your tits."

  Sienna pulls the leotard under her breasts and touches them. The woman places the end of her whip over the exposed nipples and Sienna's breath is taken away. Her nipples instantly harden.

  "Kiss me," ordered the blond.

  Sienna purses her lips and the blond woman pulls her in and places her tongue down her throat. French kissing, and enjoying it as she does it.

  "Oooh, you taste delicious…"

  She bends in and kisses her some more. Sienna let out a moan. My cock is harder than metal as I watch her being seduced by the blond.

  The blond pulls away. "Stand still."

  Sienna stands upright and her eyes follow the beautiful blond. She places her hand on Sienna's nipple and Sienna breathes in at the gesture.

  "Oooh…"

  The woman slaps her leg.

  "No, uh, uh, uh. You must be silent while I explore you."

  Sienna stays still and the blond licks her nipple. I could see her trying to stay calm. Her breasts are heaving because she is so turned on.

  The blond sucks each of her nipples and jiggles them. She is obviously enjoying what she is doing.

  The blond places Sienna's hands on her own tits and Sienna moves them around. She is very turned on as her face is flushed and her breathing heavy. It would be her first time touching another woman like that.

  "Good girl… Suck on my nipples."

  Sienna places her head down and tries to lick one first, obviously shy.

  "Suck on them… it turns my pussy on."

  Sienna immediately began sucking and the woman starts to moan. She kisses Sienna, and they French kiss while their hands move over each other. Fuck, yeah.

  The woman takes off her leopard pants then, and was wearing just a G-string.

  She looks at Sienna. "Take off your leotard."

  Sienna slips the leather leotard off and laid down on the bed as instructed. Her ass is facing me and her hips up in the doggy position. I can see every bit of her pussy.

  The blond woman kneels on the bed and places a hand over her ass.

  "Oooh, what a sweet ass…"

  She spits on Sienna's ass and it goes down over her pussy. It looks like cum falling over her.

  "Oh yeah, you're hot."

  The blond places her hand over Sienna's pussy and rubs the spit in. Sienna is so turned on by it that she moves towards the blond's fingers.

  The blond spits again and rubs it in on her pussy.

  "You've been a naughty girl."

  The blond moves a finger down her slit and Sienna moans, wanting her to touch her more.

  "Say please Sienna…"

  Sienna whimpered her answer, "Please, please."

  "Good girl."

  The blond taps Sienna and whispers for her to lie on her back.

  Sienna does what she says. The blond grabs her hands and ties them to the head of the bed. Fuck, yeah.

  Sienna looks at the blond in wanting as she removes her panties and throws them to the floor.
She sits on Sienna and they are pussy to pussy. The blond moans and so does Sienna. She writhes on top of her, clearly getting off on it.

  "Oooh yeah, Sienna, what a sweet pussy you have."

  The blond looks out the window and curls her finger up signalling me.

  "Jonathan, can you come and help us please?"

  I get up and take off my jeans. Sienna is in Heaven as she lays there, all tied up.

  "Hi I'm Brigitte. Please fuck Sienna while I kiss, fondle and suck on her tits."

  Sienna moans as I place my cock in her. There was no need for preparation. Brigitte is sucking her nipples and I am pounding her hard. Sienna continually moans throughout. Good girl!

  "I want you to fuck Brigitte while she licks my pussy," she panted.

  "Okay.” Brigitte untied Sienna and we all changed positions.

  Sienna stays where she is but her hands are now free and Brigitte moves down and licks her pussy.

  I enter Brigitte and the moans from Sienna and Brigitte are fucking amazing.

  Brigitte places her fingers inside Sienna and I listen to her moan as she pushes in and out with the same rhythm as my cock in her.

  "Oh yeah," says Sienna, "I'm… I’m! Both me and Bridgette knew what she meant, and continued our antics through her pleasure.

  I continued fucking Brigitte and when Sienna was done, she whispered into Brigitte's ear.

  Brigitte pulled away from me and the two laid me down on the bed.

  Sienna starts spitting on my cock and Brigitte places her mouth over it. Sienna grabs her tits and I watch her play with her nipples as Brigitte sucks my cock. Then Brigitte swaps, and places her pussy on my face while Sienna is sucking and pulling firmly on my shaft.

  "Oh yeah, fuck!”

  Sienna let my cum explode on her hand and proceeded to rub it all over herself.

  Brigitte moved down, before Sienna began kissing her.

  By the bed, there are dildos and vibrators. I choose a large dildo and begin to fuck Brigitte with it, as Sienna kisses her.

  I go in steady and firm movements and she is unbelievably horny. She brings her hips up and Sienna pulls on her tits as I keep pounding her.