The Love Of Money - Episode 66 - Storie by Shary Epic Reads

The Love Of Money - Episode 66
27-07-25 (07:06)

"Good deal, man. I appreciate you guys keeping an eye out." "Sure," Andrew said, pushing open the door to let me outside, "Let me know if there's anything else you need." Will do. Thanks." I emerged into the mid-morning sun and the door to the large black suburban opened, showing Erin inside, "Your chariot awaits, my lord." I quickly climbed in and sat on the bench seat across from her, shutting the door behind me. I felt the suburban take off as I gave Erin a look. She was dressed in a dark skirt with black leggings under it, with leather boots that climbed most of the way up her calves. She wore a white, flowing blouse that hung loosely from her shoulders and a pair of thick, dark- rimmed glasses. Her purple- tinged silver hair was pulled into two space buns that sat high on her head. Erin closed her laptop sitting next to her and examined me with a grin "You ready for one of the most fun parts of being stupid rich?" I grinned back at her. Erin could make me smile regardless of how I felt, and I was already feeling great. I really did make the right call with her. "House hunting?" "House hunting," she repeated and hopped out of her seat to drop beside me, phone in hand. She opened her phone and pulled up some screenshots. "My realtor has about five listings for us to choose from if we want, but I'm positive you're going to be sold an the first one." "I can't wait," said as I leaned back in my seat, throwing my arm along the length of the headrest. Erin used the opportunity to snuggle herself into my side, making her almost feel like my girlfriend rather than my personal assistant. It took over an hour to get to this part of Manhattan, but Erin made the trip enjoyable. She told me how she had acquired a card and dropped it off at the front desk of Bobbi's hotel. I told her about what happened while she was out of the office and the discussion with her last night. Halfway through the retelling, Erin twisted to face away from me and leaned her back against me while slipping her hand beneath her skirt. As I filled her in on the details of how I'd dominated Bobbi and set the terms for our relationship, she stared up at me with her big brown eyes and bit her lip, her breathing getting shallow. When I finished my story, she removed her hand from under her skirt and offered two of her fingers to me, placing them against my mouth. I could feel her damp fingertips smear some of her juices across my lips and parted them. Her digits invaded my mouth, and I tasted her juices for the first time. Her flavor was unlike the two women I'd tasted in the last few days. Helen and Bobbi had bold, musky flavors and scents. Erin's was less intense and a bit sweeter. I wanted to dive between her legs and lap that juicy pussy till she screamed. We didn't take things further, and she didn't bring herself off, but the look in her eyes promised more to come. Our ride finally pulled up to the front of a high-rise, and Erin exited the vehicle with me behind her. A young woman who appeared to be in her early to mid- twenties stood in front of the doors. Her thick mane of coal-black hair was pulled into a simple ponytail, contrasting beautifully with her porcelain skin. She had dark mascara that made her gold/green eyes pop and had a deep shade of crimson lipstick painted on her pleasantly plump lips. She was a couple of inches taller than Erin and wore a knitted, sleeveless grey blouse that showed off lovely shoulders dusted with a generous amount of freckles. A black skirt stopped about two inches above her knees and showed off a gorgeous pair of legs. As she approached, she gave us a luminous smile that would have been at home on a dental commercial. "Dannil" Erin bounded toward the other woman, throwing her arms around the other woman's neck. "Oh my god, it's good to see you!" "Danni" replied, returning the hug. Erin eventually broke free released the other woman and turned. "Danni, this is my boss, Marcus Upton. Mr. Upton, this is Danielle Holland. She's a realtor with Vanderburg and Associates. She's here to show us the apartment you're interested in." Danielle held out her hand and smiled, "Hi Mr. Upton! It's so good to meet you." Her carefully manicured fingernails matched the color of her crimson lipstick, and I took them in my hand, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Hey, Danielle. Please, call me Marcus. It's nice to meet you. Thank you for taking the time to show us this place on such short notice." "Are you kidding?" Danielle laughed, softly, "It's my pleasurel This place has been on the market for four months without a buyer. When Erin described your situation, I couldn't think of a better fit especially considering some of your specific requests." "Sounds great," Erin said, "Can we see it?" "Please! I'd love to show you around!" Danielle led us to the lobby doors, which were opened by a doorman-something I'd never witnessed in person before. I smiled and nodded my thanks to him. The lobby was a work of art with marble floors, carpet, and extravagant maroon furniture with brown accents. The entire place screamed wealth and prestige. My realtor led us to an elevator and used a key to take us to the top floor. On the way up, Danielle and Erin made small talk. It sounded like they hadn't seen each other in months and were playing catch-up. used the opportunity to take a closer look at Danielle. Where Erin had a dark olive complexion and silver hair, Danielle was the complete opposite. Seeing the two contrasting beauties together was a work of art. Once we reached the sixty-fourth floor-the only number on the elevator, I noticed - Danielle removed the key she'd used in the elevator and the doors opened. "There's a stairway entrance in case of emergencies, but it's reinforced and locked." Danielle said, "The elevator door here is too. By the way, this elevator is private and only for this apartment. You can grant access with a key, a special code, or from here remotely. I could barely pay attention to her though. I was too distracted by the massive room I was in. "What is this? The living room?" "Uh-huh," Danielle said, her tone amused as she walked toward the middle of the room and slowly spun around what looked like a fully furnished living room complete with several couches, chairs, and a massive television over a stone fireplace that you could walk all the way around. The far wall was nothing but transparent glass that showed one of the most gorgeous skylines of New York I'd ever seen from inside a building. "Jesus Christ..." There was an open kitchen to the right. Pots and pans hung over a large kitchen island and a massive cutting board was built directly into the marble countertops. Two sets of balconies ran around the three sides of the living room roughly ten to twelve feet high in a way that reminded me of a fancy hotel. Several doors and hallways lined the walls to signal that there was so much more to this apartment than what I could see at first glance. Two sets of stairs wound up to the balconies on either end before continuing past the ceiling.
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The Love Of Money - Episode 66 By shary
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