opened it and saw three boxes of perfume from the brand-Chopard Wish. She opened a box and a gorgeous blue bottle winked at her. It looked almost like a blue diamond jewel. “Spray some on.” Gladys said.
That she did, and in seconds the room was filled with a rich blend of chocolate, caramel, strawberries, and incense. It was intoxicating. “This smells absolutely delish.”
“Here’s another.” Gladys handed her a small box from Chopard as well. “Open it.”
She did so and inside was a pair of the most beautiful heart stud earrings she had ever seen. Dozens of mini diamonds sparkled, catching her eyes. “It’s amazing.” She said almost breathlessly. “Wear it all the time. Heart jewellery attracts love. It works every time.”
“Thank you so much, Mrs. Whales. I am so overwhelmed. This is a lot of stuff.”
Gladys fingered her heart shaped blue diamond solitaire ring. “You’re very welcome, Jill. I hope you liked everything. If there’s something wrong with the sizes, just tell me. I’ll have them replaced.”
That afternoon, Gladys left for the ribbon cutting ceremony. Jill heard her talking to Pierre. “I’ll come back tomorrow lunch, babe. You won’t even miss me.” Then there was a long lingering kiss. Jill looked down and pretended to be absorbed by some chip on her nails. “Bye, Malik. I’ll call you later, son.” She waved them goodbye and nodded to Jill. “Bye Jill.”
Malik spend the rest of his afternoon playing lego and watching TV. He was a typical quiet kid and easy to get along with. And boring too, Jill thought. Why the hell he can’t be one of those kids with a rotten temper? She thought bitterly.
She sagged against the recliner and listened to some songs to stay awake. She had not realized that she dozed off. A look at the nearby window told her it’s nearing 7 pm. “Jill, let’s have dinner. Come on.” They walked towards the dining area and Pierre was already there, bringing dishes on the table. “I didn’t know you cook, Mr. Whales.” She said as she sat. He laughed then. “Past my prime, Jill.”
They ate in amicable silence. The meal was superb-baked chicken and potatoes, some spicy gravy, coleslaw, and a generous serving of piping hot pumpkin soup. It was finished off with homemade Strawberry Ice cream. Jill helped Pierre with the dishes and brought Malik to his room. The poor kid fell asleep in minutes. He covered him with the blanket. She took her bag and went downstairs. She better leave now.
“Mr. Whales?” she called out. There was no answer. She knocked on the master’s bedroom door to say she was leaving.
“Come in.” He called out. With that, Jill opened the door and entered the room.
“Mr. Whales, I was just leaving. Malik is asleep already. He must have been very tired. Goodbye.”
“Close the door, Jill.”
“Mr. Whales, it’s late. I really should be going now.” She said quietly.
“I said close the door!” He practically shouted at her and so she did as she was told. She closed the door quietly and faced him.
“Take off your clothes.” He was behind a huge mahogany table and was looking at her intently.
“What? Mr. Whales, I better get going…”
“You won’t be able to get out of here Jill. Now take off your clothes.”
“I don’t want to.” She answered stubbornly.
He shook her head. “If you don’t take off your clothes, I’m going to rip them all off.”
She took a deep breath and unbuttoned her floral blouse, looking at him as she did so. This is what she wanted all along. She smiled inwardly.
“I can’t…I can’t do this Mr. Whales…” She pleaded with her eyes.
“Do it. Or I’ll tear everything off.” With that she continued removing her blouse. She tossed it on the floor. Next, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall at her feet.
“Come here, Jill.” She walked towards him wearing only a set of lilac underwear. She felt utterly exposed but inside, she’s really excited. She stopped a feet away from him and met his gaze. He stood then kissed her. Jill’s heart skipped a beat. He looked so handsome yet frightening. She kept her mouth close, knowing this would infuriate him. “Open your mouth, damn you.” He pressed himself against her and she almost jolted with the hardness of him. She let out a soft sigh and felt a rush of excitement growing inside her. “This is what you do to me, you bitch.” He fondled her tits, liking how they look in her bra. He plunged his fat tongue inside her mouth and teased her with it by making fucking motions deep in her throat. She sagged against him and pleaded. “Mr. Whales, please don’t hurt me.” With that, she placed her palm against his muscular chest and moaned as he kissed her. He unhooked her bra and buried his face in between her breasts. They were full and heavy. As he placed on nipple inside his mouth, Jill tossed her head and moaned deep in her throat. He suckled her nipples as he pinched her buttocks. She pressed her breast against his mouth. This excited him and made him kiss her more gently now but even wetter. He sat her on the table facing him and he spread her legs. Her thin white underwear is almost transparent. “God, you are wet!”
“Oh Pierre…” Her one foot went between his legs and massaged his cock. He was rock hard. Her juices came then, wishing he’d at least touch her. He looked at her for seconds then kissed her thighs. He held her knees to steady her as his mouth went nearer and nearer her now wet pussy. The sight of the wet part got him so aroused that he wasn’t able to hold back anymore. He started to lick her slowly against her panties, loving her taste through the thin cotton fabric. She moaned sweetly-without any pretense and arched her back. She closed her eyes as she savoured the sensations that flooded inside her. She went crazy as he removed her underwear and claimed her with his mouth. Without any fabric to buffer his tongue, her moans became even louder and louder. Her feet massaged his cock harder until he groaned. He quickly removed his clothes and entered her swiftly. He fucked her like that as she was seated on his table. She gripped his shoulders as his dick moved back and forth inside her pussy. Pierre closed his eyes, savouring her tightness, each movement taking him closer and closer over the edge. He gripped both her breasts as he banged her. God, it was so good. Her legs came over his waist, urging him to plunge deeper into her. It wasn’t enough. He carried her while his cock was still inside her and they collapsed on the bed. He rode her then, faster and faster until she was panting. Her eyes looked like she was on the verge of her climax. He went on, his hips banging hers without mercy.
They went on and on in a frisky rhythm, their bodies filled with sweat. As he pounced on her, she made all these arousing noises that made him even more turned on. He rode her even harder until she cried his name over and over. As his body tensed, she spread her legs even wider and urged him to go even faster… In seconds, he came with wild abandon, spilling his contents all over her tummy. Jill’s orgasm came a second later, sending quakes all over her body.
It took a while for their breathing to get steady and they just lay their, both filled with their own thoughts. He led her to the shower. As he rubbed her naked body with the sponge, he became excited all over again. Pierre kissed her as the water poured and rubbed his hands all over Jill’s body. Her hands snaked behind her neck and kissed him over and over. She kneeled down ever so slowly and took his cock inside her mouth. He gripped her head and pushed his dick deeper inside her. Her hands rubbed his strong thighs while her tongue tickled his silky skin. He sucked on his head over and over and rubbed it against her fat lips. Pierre fucked her mouth wildly, loving the way her mouth sucked him. Their movements began frantic and Pierre’s erection got so big that she almost choked. He came all over again, this time inside her mouth. After bathing, he carried her back to the bed again, eager to start another round…
Sneaky in Samui
The phone rang one Friday evening and Mrs. Jigs picked it up wearily. It was the 3 ^rd time the phone rang in like 15 minutes. “Hello.” She said in her usual charming tone. Her expression changed from weariness to excitement in a flash. I looked at her from where I was sitting, wondering who the caller was. She sat there-all prim and proper, her hands doing most of the talking. I went back to reading my magazine. Probably some friend, I thought.
She put down the phone and announced excitedly. “We are all going to Koh Samui for a week!” She was beaming with excitement. “My brother called and he invited us to stay at his villa.” She looked at me then. “Yes, including you dear. So better pack your bags. We’ll be leaving this Sunday.” I looked back with a big grin on my face.
