The Love Of Money - Episode 37
26-07-25 (16:59)
"I can't blame them," Erin continued. "A girl's gotta do
what she can to pay the bills. Besides, you're rich and
hot, so I doubt they hated it... and I can't blame you for
whatever happened here. They're hot, You recently
came into all this money, and it's bought you a lot of
freedom, and women are going to be throwing
themselves at you. Anyone would be tempted to just
ride that out."
She shrugged. "I can't blame you if you've already
made up your mind on one of the others, but hear me
out." She leaned forward in her chair and said, "They
probably promised you they'd be up for anything, right?
That they would be yours to do with whatever you
wanted?"
"Yeah," I admitted.
"They're missing the point. You don't need some bimbo
to be your little pet and ride you whenever. You need
someone who is going to genuinely make your life
better in every way. That's me."
Okay... I was interested. "What do you mean?"
"If you hire either of them, they'll drop to their knees or
open their legs anytime you crook a finger, right? Why?
Because you're going to pay them really well, and
they're going to understand that as long as they do a
good job and you keep enjoying what they have to
offer, they have a golden goose. People can be
protective of something like that. I guarantee both of
them are going to do whatever they can to keep their
position by any means necessary. The first time they
feel like you're getting too close to someone else,
they're going to be throwing passive-aggressive jabs at
them, manipulating messages, or messing with your
calendar.. all to try and sabotage whoever they feel is a
threat. The older one might be more subtle about it
than the one with the big tits. She seems like she
knows what she's doing, but even she's going to be
looking out for number one - her."
"But not you?" asked.
She shook her head. "Nope."
I found this hard to believe. "This is a high-paying job
with a lot of opportunity. You're telling me you wouldn't
do whatever you could to keep your golden goose?"
"Not at all," she replied. "My value lies in making your
life better.
You're a good-looking, relatively young guy who's
obviously going to want a lot of hot ass. I can help. If
get to play too, I'll enthusiastically help."
"Help how? You already admitted that I'd have tons of
hot women throwing themselves at me."
"By scouting out the ones that interest you, sussing out
the ones who hit you up, and figuring out if there's
going to be trouble attached to any of them. I can run
interference where' needed. I can have your back. I'm
also good at holding a girl's ankles while you fuck her."
She grinned at me before continuing. I could only
imagine the look on my face.
"As your assistant, my job security would lie in
providing value and in you realizing that value. Not only
am I intelligent, a hard worker, and know the business
world, but I also wouldn't get in the way of you having
a good time, unless I genuinely think it's not in your
best interests. Even then... you're the boss, so I defer to
you. But I will always speak my mind and let you
know if I think something is wrong on the business or
personal front. If you do well, I do well, and if you're as
smart as you seem, you'll realize that my honesty and
loyalty will get you much further than one
unspectacular woman with big tits. Plus you'll have a
lot of fun along the way because I'm a lot of fun."
"Unspectacular?" I assumed she was talking about Bella.
"The woman can speak five languages
Erin shrugged. "I can speak six. As far as I'm concerned,
she's a dummy."
"So just to be sure I understand... you don't mind I who
I sleep with at all, because your job is to care about my
happiness. You're suggesting that I can have you as my
loyal assistant to manage my life, and I can sleep with
whoever want without you being jealous or feeling
threatened? Did I get that right?"
She held up a finger. "Almost. You also get to fuck me. I
mean... If you want. I get that I'm not everyone's cup
of tea. I'm not well- endowed like Mediocre Barbie out
there, but-"
"No," I interjected. "I definitely want to have sex with
you. You're insanely hot."
"Thank you," she said with a satisfied grin. "And I'm not
blowing smoke up your ass when I say you are too.
Rich, and good-looking? You're a catch!"
I couldn't help but grin back at her. She was infectious.
"I like you."
"I like you too," she said. "If you offered me the job, I'd
take it."
"You wouldn't have before you stepped in here?"
"Probably, but I wanted to meet you before I made up
my mind."
"I'm seriously considering hiring you," I said.
"I hope you do, because I sincerely want the job. Also,
I'd like to fuck you, but that'd have to walt till we both
sign on the dotted line."
The amount of honesty coming from her was scary, but
also refreshing. Sure, she could simply be spectacular at
manipulating me, but something told me she was being
genuinely honest
"I can't say I'm not disappointed at the lack of an
audition, but I get it."
"I'm glad you understand. Believe me... we'll have
plenty of time to get to know each other better," she
said as she folded her hands under her chin and smiled
at me.
I really liked this girl, and it was all I could do to not
start imagining all the ways I could enjoy her company,
and then a thought struck me.
"I don't like sharing."
"Sharing?" She arched an eyebrow at me.
"I wouldn't want you to fuck anyone else. I would
want exclusivity. Would that be a problem?"
She scrunched up her nose as she thought about it.
"Well," she finally said, "I can't say that isn't a bit
disappointing but understandable. Plenty of guys don't
like other dicks in their territory, and you are the boss
after all. Is it guys you're concerned about? Or girls
too?"
"What? No... just guys. I don't mind other girls if that's
what you want."
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