“What the hell were you thinking?” He had shouted at her.
Perry pretended to be glancing through some papers, but Alonso knew she was listening in. He cared little about Perry but needed Amanda to give him answers. But Amada wasn’t saying anything.
When he stepped towards her, she stopped him with her hand.
“You shouldn’t be here, Alonso.” She said meeting his eyes. He saw tears there and was confused, stopping in his tracks.
“You were right from the very beginning,” she told him, “You eventually signed that agreement because we wanted each other.”
Alonso shook his head again, wanting to get what had happened out of his head. He was having his shaft sucked off, and that should overshadow every other emotion. But Amanda’s words kept coming back to his mind.
“You could make the agency a lot of money, Alonso. I saw that and that was why I wanted you here. Nothing more.” She finally said.
Then she turned towards her office. When her hand was at the door, she turned her head to face him.
“Forget about everything Alonso. Any feeling I had for you were as fake as the agreement you signed.” Then she closed the door behind her.
Remembering this sent Alonso to an unforgiveable height. Gripping Julie’s hips towards him, he dived into her pussy with eager thrusts, and continued speed fucking her tight hole until climax took him.
Her could remember the expression on Perry’s face before he turned and strolled out of A’s AA. Perry was more shocked than Alonso. Alonso cursed as the breeze outside the office fell on his face.
That was what brought him to Samantha and Julie. After this, he was planning to disappear from Amanda’s deceitful life.
For the first time in his life, Alonso felt hurt and rejected.
The End of Book Three
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Book 34: Amanda’s Virgin Voyage 4
Copyright © 2015 All rights reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author.
This book is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.
This story has erotic themes and is suitable for adults, 18+ only.
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter One
The office buzzed with sounds of different tasks being taken on, while Perry, in the outer hall, busied herself with the faulty printer. Amanda could see Perry’s frantic effort to get a document photocopied, but it seemed as if the stubborn machine wasn’t yielding.
Amanda could see this clearly through her glass door which gave a perfect view of the outer hall. Perry cursed and hit the machine with her red heel before storming off to the next photocopying machine. Amanda, smiling, silently resumed what she was doing.
Today was a busy day for everyone. Even Craig and Simon who were always staring at their computer were up and rushing about. A’s AA had a deadline to meet in the next twenty-four hours.
Amanda sincerely knew they were behind schedule. The trade fair at California would be a huge event, and every art salesman around was expected to be there. And A’s AA was starting to be recognized as one of the best in the city.
Things had changed over the years since Amanda started Amanda’s Advertising Agency. A’s AA was a dream come true. Now, Amanda was positioned perfectly with the crew she had. Perry has always been a great help as a friend, and as an employee.
Speaking of Perry, she was back at the faulty machine again and was kicking it angrily. Amanda cursed silently and called out.
“Perry! Let it be!”
Perry glanced sideways at the door and came towards it. She was grinning and shining as she opened the door and popped her head in.
“You finally noticed me?” She said, still grinning.
Amanda regretted immediately that she had paid her Personal Assistant some attention. Apparently, the whole kicking thing was only to get her attention. Sighing, she returned her gaze to the document in her hand. For the past few minutes now, she couldn’t understand what the letter said exactly.
“Want me to help with that?” Perry asked, still at the door.
Amanda had no choice but to allow Perry to win this one. Whatever was on Perry’s mind, she can let it be known after she explained the content of the letter in her hand.
“Come in, Perry.” She told her.
Perry happily jogged in and sat down in one of the chairs across the office table. Passing the letter to her, Amanda managed a smile.
“Tell me, Perry, have we ever written any Clementderson?”
“Clementderson?” Perry was genuinely ignorant of the development.
“It is right there in the letter. The company wants me to come around to give possible price values for some of its family heirlooms.”
“Apparently, it is a family company.” Perry said, still studying the letter.
Amanda nodded and thought about such a proposal. According to the letter, Clementderson would pay for her professional advice and might employ her to go about the handling of a new museum it would eventually embark on.
“You think this is strange?” Perry asked.
Amanda nodded again. It was certainly shocking to find such a great proposal lying at your door first thing in the morning. And A’s AA had never written to the company before. Or was this Perry’s magical work again?
“I didn’t write them, A.” Perry must have guessed what Amanda might have thought.
“I didn’t even know there was a company with such a name.” Perry continued, “Though, there is a familiar call to the name ‘Clementderson’.”
Amanda nodded the third time and rested her back on her chair. “I am going to take it.” She said.
Perry didn’t say anything. She nodded and stood, walking towards the door.
“I am going to get Craig or Simon to find out everything about the company. We might want to increase our billing on this one.” Amanda smiled as Perry winked at her.
Perry was smart. She always knew what to do and Amanda had to admit that Perry was a great asset to her agency.
“You wanted to tell me something, Perry?” Amanda knew Perry wouldn’t leave without finishing her initial task. And it wouldn’t hurt to just ask her.
The glass door reflected Perry’s smile as her hand hung on the knob.
“It is everywhere, Amanda.” She said without turning to face Amanda.
“What is?” Amanda asked, already focusing on another letter on her table.
Perry finally turned and Amanda had to frown at the complete smirk that crossed her face.
“He had the painting all over the internet gallery. Craig and Simon showed it to me…” she glanced at her wristwatch, “…yes, an hour ago.”
Amanda was confused, then Perry finished explaining and Amanda gasped.
“He named it Amanda and I have to admit, it is the best he has painted yet.” Perry stared straight into Amanda’s eyes, “Pity we aren’t the one handling this.” Then she stepped out.
Amanda could only stare at the glass door. She didn’t want to believe what she guessed was happening.
Alonso wouldn’t! She cursed before she went for her phone.
Chapter Two
Amanda stared at the picture on the blog and scratched her head. To be truthful, she had no idea the painting would be this beautiful. I had no idea my lips were this lustful.
Alonso had perfectly outlined Amanda’s lips into a perfect illustration of a pouted expression. The flesh hanging around the lips were folded as the curves collided and gripped each other to form lips ready to take on another.
Amanda found herself remembering the day Alonso was inspired to draw her lips. That day, she had gone to his condo for the third time and he had been busy at a
drawing of the beautiful landscape.
Amanda waited for him on his small and cozy bed until he was back. When he came back, he smelled of paint and salt, and he looked at Amanda with exasperated eyes and a keen interest.
“What beauty!” He said.
“You mean your new painting?” She asked, teasing him.
“The lines are perfect, the words arouse me and the tongue drives my imagination.” He was stepping towards her slowly.
Amanda licked her lips and looked at him inquisitively.
“Have you been reading poetry, Alonso?” He was becoming stranger as he finally made it to the edge of the bed.
He raised a finger and dropped paint on her lips. “This Amanda. This is my muse.” He said, drawing a perfect circle around the lips with the wet paint in his hand.
Amanda closed her eyes and let his soft finger tell the things his mouth couldn’t say. His finger didn’t work on her lips for long before it moved downwards, towards her neck.
Amanda opened her eyes and saw the same hunger on his face that she saw in his eyes.
“I will immortalize these lips,” he murmured.
Amanda smiled at him and moved closer, resting her head on his chest.
“How do you plan to do that?”
Alonso said nothing at first. His hands were already working towards Amanda’s breast. Amanda hummed against his chest, wanting him to continue.
“Kiss me.”
His voice was a whisper, yet Amanda heard the demand in it. She raised her head to look at him and nodded.
“You left paint on them.” She told him.
He said nothing before his head bent towards her. The dry paint on his lips melted to softness as his tongue licked them, and then softly caressed the thin lines above her lips. His kiss was brief but his hands continue to tickle the soft pinch of her breasts.
Still kissing her, Alonso made gentle pluck of her already hardened nipples. Amanda had changed into one of his shirts while he worked on his painting outside. Seeing her in his shirt initially sent his dick into a raging erection.
It was the sole reason for the pain he felt down there right now. His dick want out from the jeans he wore. He broke the kiss and looked at her.
“Hold me down there.’ He said before kissing her again.
Amanda needed no further instruction. She lowered her hand and felt the bulge of his dick beneath the thick material of his jeans. Lying sideways, she allowed him to fall towards the bed with her. This gave her a better handle on his fat dick.
Finding her way into his jeans, Amanda was surprised that he wasn’t wearing an underwear. Moaning into his mouth, she held his dick firm, telling him how much she was fascinated that he wasn’t wearing any.
He moaned back and held a full breast in his hand as a response.
“I want a blow job after that hand job sweetie,” he told her.
He had stopped kissing her and closed his eyes, allowing Amanda the freedom to do anything she wanted with him.
Amanda felt as if he was giving her the full rein of his manhood. His dick was completely aroused, thick and it covered most of Amanda’s palm.
“You are big,” She told him, exclaiming.
This brought a smile to his lips as he opened his eyes. Then he met her hand at his dick with his palm.
“Don’t be shy, love, hold and feel me hard for you.” He started to move her hands up and down his naked shaft, “I am hard for you and you alone,” he said, closing his eyes again.
It must have been his encouraging words. Amanda felt a new sense of sexual energy rush through her body. She held his dick firmer and roughly slid her palm up and down the thick, hard shaft.
Alonso paid no mind to her rising power over his dick. He focused on her nipples and bent his head over to one. He gently teased it to point harder by sucking it tenderly.
He smiled as her firm grip of his dick got lighter. He distracted her more by taking the second nipple into his mouth, while one of his hands played with her other breast. He squeezed them until he was sure she could no longer take it.
“Let me get out of these jeans for you, baby.” He said, drawing back and assisting her with his belt. She was finding it hard to completely free his cock for the pleasures of her mouth.
Amanda wanted him inside her. But Alonso had specifically wanted her to taste him. She knew she wasn’t really experienced with it. In fact, the whole experience was new to her. Amanda already found it hard to understand her feelings now for days. But she was ready to taste him… to feel him…
I just know I love him panting while he fucked me!
Getting the image out of her head, Amanda concentrated on getting his large dick into her eager mouth.
“Fuck, you are so BIG.” She told him again.
He laughed and looked down at her.
“You afraid to swallow it?” He teased.
“Oh, I am afraid I might like that too much.” She laughed as her lips kissed and her tongue licked the fat, purple head of his dick.
His eyes shot up with excitement, “You want to nibble on it as well?”
Amanda answered him by softly biting the top of his dick. Then she swallowed him whole, pouting her lips around the end of his dick.
Alonso groaned out loud and held her head firm as he confessed, trying to fuck her mouth at the same time.
“I am painting those lips love.”
Amanda remembered those words as if he was standing there saying them again – here in her office, at this very moment. Remembering one of their sexual experiences was so vivid that it put Amanda in an extremely horny state. She cursed loudly as she noticed that her hands had focused on her lap, building her need even more.
Forcing her hands back on the table, Amanda stared at the picture on her phone again. She knew why he had drawn them into a perfect pout. He thought about that day too. And he was actually bent on keeping the memory intact for the rest of his life.
Amanda exited the blog and dropped the phone. Resting back in her office chair, Amanda hoped that she had done the right thing by signing Alonso away.
It was exactly two weeks since he came into her office, angry and demanding an explanation. She was sorry she had to tell him he was nothing to her but an enterprise. But Alonso truthfully had an indestructible space in her heart.
And I still love him…
Amanda sighed deeply, telling herself to get him out of her head. He has moved on. But what about the new painting?
Amanda quickly told herself it meant nothing. But he named the painting after me! Getting mad with the thought of it, Amanda forced herself up on her feet and snapped out of it.
You have a trade fair to prepare for, she told herself. And Clementderson just gave you a great proposal! Right now, Alonso Anderson was the least of her problems.
Chapter Three
“What!”
Amanda looked at Julie and then back at Samantha.
“Tell me you said that only to spite me, Sam” Amanda glared angrily at the couple.
The afternoon was growing in intensity. Even more so than Amanda had expected. Samantha and Julie had gotten into an argument earlier and Amanda tried to get them both to settle down without hurting each other.
Then Samantha mentioned something about the threesome with Alonso.
“Threesome?” She asked again.
Samantha was reluctant at first, then she turned to Julie and frowned back at Amanda.
“Hell yeah, and his dick was big and cocky, and wrecked the both of us really good. Good fucker that one, if you ask me.”
Samantha said nothing else, she took her steps briskly towards one of the rooms and closed the door with a loud bang.
Amanda turned to Julie at the same time that Julie fell into the chair, her arms behind her head.
“It isn’t what you think, Amanda.” She said, closing her eyes.
At the moment, Amanda wasn’t thinking anything. She wanted nothing more than fresh air. And she thought, both of these
bitches need to get packed, and get the fuck out of my house!
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Julie sighed before she accepted the hand that was stretched towards her. Even as she was led into the small room, she held her head towards the ground, thinking about how drastically things had changed recently.
She finally sat down and gazed at the beautiful face that smiled back at her. Daisy wasn’t only pretty, she had the kind of face that made Julie relax. Right now, she needed all the comfort she could get.
“Do you remember how we met, Julie?” Daisy asked, playing with the collar of Julie’s shirt.
How could I forget? Julie relaxed a little on the sofa and closed her eyes. Daisy was already rubbing her thighs and Julie was inspired to think of their meeting.
Julie was jogging that day. Encouraged by the tender breeze of the early morning, she had decided to take a run through the neighborhood. It was an erotic desire, but Julie knew that she dressed that day, having it in mind to turn a few heads.
And yes she turned a few. And the most interesting moment came when she accidentally bumped into Daisy. Julie wasn’t really satisfied with the tune that played on her mp3 player, and had bent her head down to change the song.
“Watch out!”
It was Daisy’s tiny voice that came before her firm boobs hit Julie’s face. Getting out of the sudden hit, Julie was first taken aback by the smooth cleavage that the tank top in front of her gave access to.
Then the view was well complemented with the beautiful face that accompanied it. Daisy frowned coyly at Julie as her face met hers.
“I hope I didn’t frighten you?” Daisy asked.
“Oh, this happens.” Julie said, trying desperately to stop staring at Daisy’s boobs.
“Doesn’t it?” Daisy was speaking softly and was gently heaving her chest until Julie noticed that she was staring too much at them.
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