Manic Monday: The Billionaires Temptations

by Wells, Annalise

  I tease my hard nipples between my fingers and my hips writhe and squirm on Beau’s cock; he raises hips towards me, and his cock fills my wet pussy. I squirm and scream in pleasure as I can sense my body about to explode in a rainbow of sensations.

  I push my hips back and feel my clit rubbing against the immense girth of his cock; my pussy begins to ignite into a raging inferno as Beau's cock slides and stimulates me.

  “Fuck me doggy Beau,” I whisper in his ear.

  I remove myself from Beau and rest on my hands and knees. Beau spreads my legs and slides his enormous cock back into my wanting pussy. He pushes his hips forward as I bite into the pillow. My screams muffled as he penetrates me harder and harder.

  It’s pure heaven.

  I grab the pillow with both hands as my body warms to the touch of his cock, and I can feel I am becoming showered in sensations which render my body numb. Beau drives his cock into me, and I can feel his body tense; he is close to releasing himself deep inside me.

  My body receives Beau as his thrusts become shorter and his breath deepens, then his body releases his seed as my whole body quivers and aches as I reach my final destination.

  I roll on the bed and gaze into his eyes, he looks back at me passionately, “Well Shona, it appears as if, it was both of our lucky nights” he coos.

  “Life’s a gamble!”

  Beau

  “Luck is a lady…”

  I feel like lady luck has actually been on my side this evening, I managed to win back half of what I lost in Vegas, and even better I bumped into Shona when I least expected her. I had gone to the Diamond Queen to block out the sadness I felt when I went to Shona’s apartment, and she was not there. I’d waited in the back of the limousine, but she never appeared.

  I was losing hope of seeing her again, but I knew deep down Shona was not the kind of woman that stays off the radar for very long, she just gives off too much of an aura, and everyone is drawn to her.

  We have just finished some of the nicest sex we have ever had, just the two of us without any distraction of domination or submission, apart from Shona screaming or me to fuck her, that was the only order given. Our bodies had become entwined, and our rhythm had become one, we were like twin flames at the very height of our passion.

  Shona nuzzles her head against my chest as I wrap my arm around her, and pull her closer to me.

  “We have traveled a rocky road so far,” I say in her ear.

  “You can say that again, every time we seem to get things sorted, there always appears to be another goddamned obstacle,” Shona runs her fingers over my chest.

  “I went to your apartment to speak to you, but there was no sign of you?” I say to Shona.

  “Ah, that is probably when I was in Folly’s Pub, I went for a stroll and ended up getting a bit worse for wear!” Shona says as she snuggles closer to me.

  “Folly’s Pub huh? The home for lost souls,” I reply with a chuckle.

  Shona lifts her head, “You know Folly’s Pub?”

  I smile back at her, “It is my business to know everything, I had a developer who wanted that area and Folly stood her ground, he offered her ten million, and she still turned him down,” I explain.

  “Good for her, it is an excellent place. And Conor the bartender is such a lifesaver…” she begins telling me.

  “Why?” I ask.

  “Well, I got quite familiar with the mellow taste of Bushmills and as Conor said, ‘watch for the fresh air.’ I went outside and wham, it hits me. There were no cabs, so I started to walk and found myself halfway down a dark alley where nobody goes, or anyone with sense doesn’t go,” Shona continues.

  “And what happened?” I ask inquisitively.

  “Well, two guys started walking towards me and pulled out a knife, he went all gung ho on their asses and battered them with a baseball bat, and then he escorted me home,” she says finally.

  “Damn, he deserves a medal, you were lucky, that area back towards the wharf can be full of not so savory characters at night,” I reply, thankful she’s safe in my arms, now.

  “I know that now, and when you take me to Folly’s next time, we will take a cab,” she laughs.

  “You trying to set up a date?” I ask.

  “Well, a woman does have to keep her options open,” Shona says with a smile.

  “Now, being serious, we need to discuss what is going to happen to us?” I say to Shona.

  “Well, my women's intuition says we need to discuss the past before we look forward,” Shona says as she props herself on her arm.

  “A fair point, you want to go first, or shall I?” I ask.

  “The pleasure is all yours, spill your guts, Beau Boy,” she says with a laugh.

  “Firstly, from the very first moment I saw you I was hooked, and these feelings have only gotten stronger,” I explain.

  “Go on Big Boy, tell momma all about it!

  “The night you said you could no longer see me, well that was a nightmare for me, I was utterly distraught, it was like my world had ended,” I explain in more detail.

  “Wow Beau, this conversation could be going somewhere,” Shona says as she pokes me in the ribs playfully.

  “Then, as you know, I also got a bit drunk, and I also took a trip to Vegas to clear my mind, and that did not end well for me,” I say as I grimace at the thought of it.

  “Why what happened? You never walked down a dark alley?” Shona giggles.

  “I wish I had, I joined a high-stakes poker game and got wiped out, as soon as I thought of you, my game just went out of the window,” I say.

  “And the result was… do I need to ask?” she says screwing her nose up waiting for my reply.

  “One point five million,” I say quickly and quietly.

  “Jesus Beau, are you out of your mind?” Shona asks.

  “You are a fine one to talk Missy, I had a little chat with Tina when I went looking for you,” I make a point of saying.

  “Oh, my bad,” Shona replies as she blushes.

  “Your bad definitely, you pay nearly a million to the club to leave?” I ask.

  “Well, it was for a good cause when you look at it,” Shona says regaining her composure.

  “And what good reason is that?” I ask as if confused.

  “Beau, I did it for you, do you not see that?” she says as she kisses me softly.

  “Why? I mean how does it benefit me?” I ask.

  “I thought you were the smart one, how can our relationship move forward if I see other clients, and I only get to see you on Mondays, that is no future?” Shona explains.

  “You have a good point, an excellent point in fact. So now, it is your turn to spill your guts,” I say as I look into Shona’s eyes.

  “Well so far, my tale is pretty damn similar to yours, I was attracted to you from the start and was pissed you never approached me at the club sooner,” Shona explains.

  “Go on then, there is more?” I ask grinning.

  I can sense Shona feels a little embarrassed to be in this situation, and she looks so cute when she is vulnerable.

  “Well, my feelings became intense pretty quickly, and when we met on Mondays, I was not treating you as a client, I was treating you as if you were mine,” she replies.

  “So, you were hooked from the start?” I murmur.

  “Watch your ego, you are not all that, and don’t forget it,” she replies laughing and tickling me.

  “I had a couple of heart to hearts with my friend David, and then with Cally, that is why I came to see you, I came for you, but we never finalized anything. That became the end for me at the club, I knew there was no way I was able to continue, I was an emotional wreck,” she explains in detail.

  “It looks like we are both in a bit of a mess with each other, and if we don’t do something about it, we will be bankrupt within a couple of months,” I say laughing and with a wink.

  “So now the past is all but done and out of the way, what do you propose?” she
asks as she kisses my chest.

  “It looks like you are getting me ready for sex again, or is that just my imagination,” I say as I watch Shona run her hand down my body.

  “We can, but there are things that need to be answered first, I just want to let you know, you have me already,” Shona says as her hand slips under the bedsheet.

  “I have you now, and you had me from the very beginning,” I say as I place my hands over my head.

  “Who is ready for round two, you look beautifully relaxed and not keen to talk more,” she says as she slaps my stomach.

  “Slapping gets you into trouble, you know that, so be careful,” I say in a soft, seductive tone.

  “There is no need for slapping as long as two people really care for each other, then sex becomes real lovemaking,” Shona says as she kisses my stomach, “you know what I mean?” she adds.

  I know exactly what she means, and I have to tell her how I really feel. It is not fair if we both leave this room without having a good understanding of where we can go in the future. I want to tell her, but I don’t want it to sound like I am just saying it as a token gesture, I mean it, I really do.

  “Shona, I have thought about it a lot, and I have something crucial to tell you,” I say as I wrap my arms around her again.

  “What is that Beau?” she replies.

  “Shona, I really do love you,” I say as I kiss her on the lips.

  Shona kisses me back tenderly, “You really mean that?”

  I look deep into her eyes, “I have never been more serious!”

  “Luck is a lady…”

  Shona

  “Woo hooo!”

  Beau and I did a lot more talking, and we made love again, twice. Once we had finished our mini sexathon, we chatted about the future, and I told Beau of my dream.

  When we finally left the Diamond Queen, we arranged to meet later at Beau’s office, and I had to present him with a full run down of my plan. Then I headed home and climbed into bed for a few hours of well deserved and blissful sleep.

  I woke at eleven am and had a cold refreshing shower, I had to wear something a little classy as I expected Beau’s offices to be rather posh.

  I spend ten minutes rifling my closet, as I know somewhere I have a power-dressing skirt suit, but so far I am having no luck finding it. I give up and just opt for a plain skirt and a light blouse with a jacket.

  As Beau had advised, the car was waiting downstairs to take me to his office. The driver holds the rear door open, and I slip onto the black leather seat of the limousine. The driver pulls slowly away from the curb, and he joins the stream of traffic trying to head downtown.

  Once we are out of my neighborhood I begin to look at all the tall buildings which line the main city streets, I have no idea where Beau's office is or what the building is like.

  “What are Beau’s offices like? I ask the driver.

  “Charles Ma’am, just call me Charles. Hmm, and the offices are quite modest considering,” Charles explains.

  “What part of downtown are they located in?” I ask as I lean on the window to talk to the driver.

  Charles giggles and looks in the rear view mirror, “You have no idea do you, Ma’am, his office is not in the city,” Charles explains.

  “Where the hell is it?” I ask.

  “It is about, ten miles from the city center in the countryside. It is a two-storey building in its own grounds,” he replies.

  “Damn, I was just expecting one of these skyscrapers to be his,” I reply as I slump back in the seat.

  “Well Ma’am, I hope you are not disappointed in his little place,” Charles laughs.

  We head out of the city, and we join the highway; I watch as the buildings go from hi-rise monoliths to one and two storey flat top buildings, and I can see grass, lots of grass.

  The driver pulls away from the highway and turns up a narrow lane as he slows the car. He turns into a driveway and punches a security code into a pad. The large gates open and he winds his way through the trees, and we eventually come out to a parking lot.

  From what I can see the building is shaped like the letter S, and the whole of the one side on the second floor is glass, no frames or apparent means of support, it is just glass. As I step from the car, I can spot which I guess is Beau's office, it only seems to have one window and overlooks the front of the property.

  “Follow me, Ma’am, I will escort you to his office,” Charles says as he leads me towards the lobby.

  I follow Charles into the reception, and we pass through security which would not be out of place in an airport.

  “A bit of overkill isn’t it?” I say as I clear the scanners.

  “Not at all Ma’am, Beau is concerned about security leaks, he had a problem with the government snooping or trying to plant a mole, since then we have this, and no cell phones for staff are allowed inside,” he explains as we head to a small elevator.

  We arrive on the second floor and walk through a glass atrium towards the glass office at the end. I am impressed, the office takes up the whole corner and is just glass for the two walls, one in my direction and the second to the area where all of Beau’s financial gurus are housed.

  Charles opens the door, and I enter Beau’s office.

  “Very nice indeed,” I comment as I look at the stone fossilized panels that make up the one wall.

  “I am glad you like it, there are too many eyes and ears in the city, it is much nicer and safer here,” Beau explains.

  “So, shall we get started?” I ask Beau.

  “Sure, let's go to the meeting room,” he replies.

  Beau stops and whispers something to a young kid with shaved hair, and then continues to the conference room.

  “It is a hell of a setup, that’s for sure,” I say in awe of the place.

  I turn as the door opens and in walks, the young kid followed by a girl with a tray of coffee.

  “Shona, meet Taylor, he is an intern, and is one smart guy, he can run rings around this lot out there,” he explains.

  Taylor sits at the table and opens his laptop and starts tapping on the keys, “Right then Shona, show me what you have got,” Beau says.

  I open my folder and show him all the research I have completed, all along my plan was to open a jazz club in the Docklands, but my plan had been scuppered after I had paid to leave the club.

  “Well, you sure have done your homework, but you may be in for a shock at your final calculation, you are just out by a small margin,” Beau explains as he smiles at me.

  I have to accept what he says is true, he has billions, and I have a couple of a hundred grand at best.

  “I am not saying what you have here is wrong, but there is another option which could be better for you,” Beau says leaving me confused.

  “I am not sure what you mean, but go on, I am all ears,” I reply as I get ready to scribble notes.

  “Hey, forget the notes, we have all the info you will ever need,” Beau says as he passes me a Turkish-delight coffee.

  I prepare myself for a lecture where at the end of it I will be disheartened because I can no longer to put any money into my project.

  “Go on Taylor, take it away, and call herShon a, she is with me.”

  “First off Shona, your proposed building was on the wrong side of the Docklands, that is already developed, and the property prices are over inflated, next road access is dire at best. There is no link to the highway, and for the foreseeable future, there is not likely to be any,” Taylor explains.

  “How do you know all this?” I ask.

  “I will explain later,” Beau says.

  “Well, the second problem with the building is that it’s not big enough, the acoustics will not be very good, and you have no extra room for guests who want to get away from the music. And lastly, you have no provision for a VIP area,” Taylor continues.

  “Oh, so my homework was not very good then,” I ask with a little embarrassment.

  “Far from it, wha
t you have prepared is excellent,” Taylor explains, we just have a bit more insight into things you would never find out,” he adds.

  “So, you like what you have heard so far?” Beau asks.

  “Of course, but it is out of my league, well now it is,” I reply.

  “Minor details… so, are you ready?” Beau asks.

  “What for?” I reply totally befuddled.

  “I have something I want you to see, let's call it a surprise,” he says as he takes my arm.

  We head off in the limousine and Beau will not tell me where we are going, I finally see we are on the south docklands.

  “What are we doing here?” I ask.

  “There, what do you think of that?” he says with a huge grin.

  I turn and look behind me, there is a three-storey building right by the water's edge. I can see workmen ripping out old wood and trucks arriving with new materials.

  “It used to be an old mill, and it is the right size for what you and your Jazz club need,” Beau explains, “and this part of the dock is going to have significant development over the next twelve months. Highway access will be just over there,” he explains as he points a short distance.

  “It all sounds nice, but I can never afford this, not now, but the building is gorgeous,” I reply.

  “I am glad you like it, it is yours,” Beau says, as I turn in shock.

  “You have bought the building for me?” I ask as I open my arms and throw them around Beau.

  “But what about my shortfall on the finances?” I ask as I feel my heart sag a little.

  “It's okay, I have funded it,” Beau says as he puts his arm around my shoulder.

  “Which part have you funded?” I ask.

  “The whole god-damned project. Shona, you have hit on a killer of an idea,” Beau says as he kisses me on the cheek.

  “Woo hooo!”

  Beau

  “Coming together is better than ice-cream.”

  I was happy Shona liked the building, I had to make a snap decision, as the information I had received about the area was going to be released, and the whole Docklands would have been snapped up by tacky condo developers who would have totally ruined the vibe of the area.