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The Love Of Money - Episode 52
27-07-25 (06:14)

midriff, which displayed a subtle hint of her abdominal muscles. Her bra encased a pair of breasts that looked healthy on a woman her size-roughly the size of a pair of grapefruits. It molded to her chest to maximize the cleavage, shaping her breasts to meet in the middle in a gorgeous valley of flesh that I wanted to bury my face in. Her panties left little to the imagination; the cut barely covered the top of her groin, and I could see the faint outline of her pussy. It appeared completely shaven. Aside from her petite frame and breathtaking beauty, her biggest distinguishing feature was the single tattoo on her right arm which started at the halfway point of her forearm, traveling up her arm to a stopping point on her shoulder. It was a series of black lines making a pleasant pattem in the appearance of a tribal motif. The ink still looked dark, giving me the impression that the tattoo was fairly recent Her entire ensemble worked with her dark eyeliner, dark shade of lipstick, and silver/purple hair to create an appealing image of a young, confident woman who knew exactly who she was and what she wanted. That same woman had not only decided to work for me but had made me a lot of interesting promises. "Won't be here tonight?" She finished my thought and sipped from the tumbler. "I heard." "God damn," I said. "Since you hired me, I thought could give you the Bella treatment," she said, straightening and taking slow, sultry steps toward me. The weariness I'd felt a few moments ago was suddenly gone. "I... This is what you want?" "Marcus," she purred, leaned into me, and offered me the tumbler. I took it from her and threw it back, barely suppressing a cough as I swallowed the burning liquid. She grabbed the collar of my shirt with one hand and slowly reeled me down, bringing my face closer to hers, The register of her voice dropped into a husky, low tone, "I spent a fair amount of time with you today. I like you." She brushed her lips gently across mine. "And like I said... you're rich and hot. Not only arn I okay with this arrangement, but I consider myself a very lucky woman to have caught your interest." Erin lightly kissed me on the lips, sliding them gently back and forth and teasing me mercilessly. "Why don't I show you just how grateful I am." I nodded and Erin smiled, pressing her lips to mine as she kept a vice-like grip on my collar. I felt her lipstick smear across my mouth as her lips began exploring mine. Her lips weren't quite as full as Natalie's but were still exquisitely soft. She was also less desperate than Natalie had been... more playful and teasing with her kisses. When I matched the intensity of her kisses, she would pull back, coaxing me into trailing after her to capture her lips before they could get away. With Erin, kissing was a dance-equal parts give-and-take from each other, and Erin knew how to dance it perfectly. Instead of relying on my partner, I escalated things for a change, tentatively pressing my tongue against her lips. Erin grinned into the kiss and wrapped her slender arms around my neck, pulling me in for a full-bodied hug as our tongues began to duel. She tasted like mint, blackberries, alcohol, and a natural flavor that differed from Natalie or Helen; my head reeled as I imagined savoring this daily. My hands roamed down her back, sliding across her smooth skin and down to her small, peach-shaped ass. I kneaded it as she moaned into my mouth, marveling at the tightness of her ass cheeks. After a solid two minutes of making out, Erin pulled away, her arms sliding from around my neck, and grinned as she used her thumb to wipe away some of the dark stains on my mouth. "Please have a seat Obliging her, I backed up the remaining three feet to the bed and lowered myself until I was sitting on the mattress, tossing my phone on the nightstand beside the bed. I licked my lips in anticipation of whatever Erin had planned and faintly tasted the residue of lipstick she had tried removing. My new assistant simply stood there, looking me up and down with a mysterious half- smile on her face. God only knew what was going on in her head, because I sure didn't. From the moment I met her, Erin had been a wildcard. I was only able to predict what she was going to say a fraction of the time. She was irreverent, crass, and funny, despite the downturn my day had taken this evening, Erin had been able to make me laugh several times. Now that we were in a much more intimate setting, her posture and the soft expression on her elfin features felt warm and comforting. She closed the remaining few feet between us, her hips swaying with every exaggerated step as she approached me. Once she reached me, she didn't stop, she slid one knee onto the mattress followed by the other, straddling me. She then reached for my phone-still unlocked from my call with Bobbi-and started doing something on it I couldn't see, that playful little smile still on her face. I was just about to ask what she was doing when music started to play.
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