The Love Of Money - Episode 67 - Storie by Shary Epic Reads

The Love Of Money - Episode 67
27-07-25 (07:07)

"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. "Both sets of stairs," Danielle said, pointing to one of the hallways on the third floor of the apartment. "Near the end, there's a stairway that leads up to the gardens. The elevator will take you there too." I looked at her, "Gardens?" She smiled at me almost piteously. "Mm-hmm. The original owner loved the outdoors and invested in the garden. There's a helipad up there too, but he made sure it didn't take away from the aesthetics." "Helipad?" Erin giggled at the incredulity in my voice and said, "Would you like to explore it a little, Mr. Upton?" I glanced at Erin, still a little taken aback. "Um yeah. Yeah, I would." "You guys go ahead. I'm going to give you some space while I fill out some paperwork down here." I followed Erin up one of the flights of stairs and called back to Danielle, "We can just go where'ver?" "Mm-hmm!" Danielle nodded. "Feel free to try out whatever. There's a nice bath on the second floor that think you'll really like. There's a fully-fumished gym, and a hot tub and swimming pool outside. Enjoy!" Ascending the stairs, I watched her pull a laptop out of the bag she'd been carrying, wanting to make sure she was actually okay with us doing whatever we wanted. When she glanced back up and gave me another smile, I finally turned and followed Erin up the stairs. Fuck... being rich was so cool. Erin and I spent the next half hour touring the apartment, and it was nothing short of amazing. Every room was furnished, and all the amenities worked, including the hot water. decided to test how long it would last by turning on one of the first showers we came across while, letting it run while we continued to explore the house. Eventually, we returned to the same bathroom and I confirmed that the heat hadn't waned. After shutting off the water, I found Erin in the bedroom next door. "Danielle told me all the furniture is newly purchased by "Danielle told me all the furniture is newly purchased by Vanderburg and we can keep it as part of the purchase, or you can request it all removed and start from scratch, or you can just keep the stuff you like," Erin said. She was in front of a large window beside the bed, pushing the curtains aside to the side to peer outside. "I'll probably keep it all for now," I said. "Maybe I'll replace some of it over time, but I don't want to move into a house that isn't fully fumished." Erin spun, leaned against the window, and smiled at me. "Yes sir." The sight of her leaning against the glass while standing more than sixty stories up made me uneasy. "You might not want to lean against that." "What? This?" She knocked on the glass above her head, "It's bulletproof. I did some reading on it last night. It has a UL level 6 rating. It's enough to stop several shots from a nine-millimeter." She closed her eyes, lifted her other arm above her head, and stretched; her shirt pulled tight against her chest and its hem lifted enough to give me a tantalizing view of the bottom quarter of her midriff. She grinned at me, "I'm around one hundred pounds. I should be okay." I involuntarily bit my lip and wondered if Danielle meant I was free to do whatever I wanted in this house. Erin and I were alone in a full-furnished bedroom and she looked incredible. So far, I received precisely one lap dance and one blowjob from her. I wanted more, and her body language suggested she did as well. I decided to take the initiative and joined Erin next to the window, keeping her between me and the glass. Her eyes fluttered open, and her chocolate brown eyes tracked where' I was, looking up at me through long, dark eyelashes. A slow smile crept across her very kissable lips in a way that reminded me of a cat. I leaned forward, and pressed my hands to hers, trapping them against the glass as I lowered my head. She raised hers and our lips met in a heated kiss. Our tongues immediately slid past our lips and sought out each other. I felt her body arch into me, pressing her small breasts into my chest as her delicate fingers slipped between mine and gave them an affectionate squeeze. The kiss deepened, and I pushed back against her body with my own, grinding my hard-on into her stomach as my weight forced her back against the glass. She squirmed beneath me, seeking friction where'ver she could, and I could hear her breathing becoming more rapid. Our tongues wrestled with each other for a long time before I felt hers retract. She turned her head to the side,
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The Love Of Money - Episode 67 By shary
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