The Love Of Money - Episode 64
27-07-25 (07:04)
"So, like... you'll be my sugar daddy."
I snorted, "Hell no! There's no way our relationship will
ever be like that. I don't even really like you, but I do
feel some sort of responsibility to you, maybe?
And you're hot. This whole thing might be a little...
unseemly, but this is where' we're at."
"And if I don't want that?"
"Say the word. I hope you like orange," I said with a
shrug.
"I don't want anything to do with Helen ever again.
That was disgusting."
"No. You don't get to negotiate anything. If tell you to
get on your knees and stick your tongue up Helen's ass,
you do it. This will be the best life you could live, but it's
not free, and there will be work involved."
For a full minute, the two of us stared at each other. I
let my eyes roam over her delicate features, admiring
the way her golden brown hair framed her angular
face. Her lips were pink and lovely when not marred by
the permanent sneer she wore. She took care of
herself, which showed how much she valued her looks-
her skin was like silk.
"Okay," she finally said, her tone crisp.
I sent her the address of the hotel, "Go there. Get some
sleep tonight and take the next two days off. I made
the reservation under your name but paid in advance.
Order room service and use any of the facilities they
have available however you want. How many outfits
do you have?"
"Two," Bobbi said as she checked her phone.
"Do you still have the credit card I gave you?"
She nodded.
"Why didn't you use it?" I asked.
"I..." She idly played with the strands of hair that draped
over her shoulder. "I was afraid to."
"Fair enough," I said. It made sense that she would
want to step lightly after what happened at Solomon's
Palace. "Go shopping. Buy some new outfits... perfume,
shoes... whatever. Erin is going to make an
appointment with a doctor. You'll go to that, get a
checkup, and ask for an IUD."
Her head snapped back up, "What?"
"I'm not interested in becoming a father," I sald,
"especially the father of your kids. Is that a problem?"
I waited for her to respond.
"No," she finally said.
"Okay then."
"What about Natalie?" She asked.
"What about her?"
"Aren't you guys starting a thing? It's pretty obvious."
"That's none of your business," I said, not liking the
direction she was taking this conversation.
"Does she know about all this?"
I got up from my chair and rounded the desk so that I
stood over her. She simply stared back at me. She tried
to make her expression unreadable, but could see the
gleam of fear in her eyes as I glowered down at her.
"What are you implying?"
"Nothing." She still looked like she could fall apart any
moment, but under that unease, I could still see a bit of
that old Bobbl lurking just under the surface. I just don't
want to get in the way of you two.
"Bobbi, get the hell out of my office and go do the
things I've told you to do before I change my mind.
Stay away from this office till | tell you otherwise, and
if hear you so much as your name up here, I am going
to make sure you spend the rest of your fucking life in
prison. Understood?"
She stood up slowly, her big grey eyes watching mine
the whole time. She picked up her purse and slid it over
her shoulder. And then gave me the sweetest smile I'd
ever seen from her. She reached up with her hand, slid
it around the back of my neck, and pulled me down so
that our lips could meet as she gave me a kiss that
threatened to steal my breath away. We'd locked lips
before, but this convinced me she'd been holding back.
This kiss was 100 times better than anything I'd had
from her before.
The kiss continued for about thirty seconds before she
pulled her lips back from mine, but kept her face close
to mine as she looked me directly in the eyes. Her
expression was still tearful, and she displayed a
vulnerability on her face that was hard to miss, but
through that mask of contrition, she offered me a
sensual smile that made my cock grow another half
inch.
"Yes sir," she said and parted from me. She turned and
left the office without looking back, leaving me to try to
interpret the number of mixed signals I had received
from her. Helen was right. She was dangerous. I had a
feeling Bobbi and I still had a lot to leam together. I
needed to be careful.
And I really needed to make up my mind about Natalie.
To Be Continued...
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