Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
“Nah, everything’s under control, except uh, ahem.”
“Is it allergy season in this bitch? Clear your throat and spit it out.”
“It’s your wife boss.”
How did I know that those were the next words that were gonna come out of his mouth. “What now?” I sat back in my chair and braced myself for whatever.
“She uh, her and the others, your sister in law, Ginger Lee, Suzette and Brand’s new woman are shall we say wreaking havoc.”
“How Diego for fuck sake don’t tell me you’re afraid of these women.”
“Well, they want to change up the clubhouse a little bit.” He squirmed under my ‘don’t fuck with me’ glare. “Get my wife in here would you please?”
I dropped the pen that I’d been about to sign off on shit with back in its holder and rubbed the tension from the bridge of my nose. I’d like to get a gander at this fancy school she’d been locked away in for the past few years, because they didn’t teach her shit but how to make my ass insane.
“Hi hubby you wanted to see me?” How could something so small be such a royal pain in the ass? She came waltzing in all smiles and sunshine, at least she was dressed.
“What is it that you and your partners in crime think you’re gonna do to my place?” I saw Melissa all over this shit when she sashayed her ass around my desk and plopped down in my lap. Dana Sue doesn’t sashay, Dana Sue didn’t do a lot of things before she got tangled up with the other women around here.
“Nothing much, just spruce it up a bit.” She started messing with my face like that shit was going to distract me. “It doesn’t need any sprucing. Why don’t the five of you find something constructive to do with your time instead of making my ass numb?
And don’t start that pouting shit again.” She uses that crap on my ass all the time, seems like it’s about the only thing they taught her in that school of hers.
“But there’s no place for us girls here, well, not the wives anyway.” She sniffed and that nose of hers went up in the air. I know what she was getting at. Just like a damn woman, always trying to change shit.
“You and your crew planning to get rid of the sheep? good luck with that. Now give me a kiss and go find something to do that does not involve you screwing around with my place.”
She wasn’t too happy with that, but that didn’t stop me from moving in to lay one on her. Of course I couldn’t just take a taste and leave it at that. “Go lock the door.” I abso-fuckling-lutely love the way her eyes go to half-mast and get that dreamy tint in them when she knows I’m about to cover her.
Her legs weren’t too steady when she walked to the door to do my bidding. I unzipped and had my meat in hand by the time she made her way back to my side. I didn’t even have to tell her greedy ass what to do.
The way she looked at my cock as I stroked it up and down while she got down on her knees was something I’d never grow tired of. Her eyes followed my hand and then her tongue came out to lick her lips, before she bent her head and proceeded to tease the shit outta me.
“Shit, ease up a little before you hurt yourself.” She garbled some shit around my meat and totally ignored me as she sucked me off like I was the best thing she’d ever had past her lips.
I had to grab hold of a fistful of her hair to pull her off when I got too close. “Behave, now hop on up here.” I helped her onto my desk and pushed her dress up around her waist. I guess she’d ditched the fuck me shorts after I practically mauled her earlier.
Her panties got torn in my haste and before she could bitch me to death, I had my mouth on her. “Ohhh.” She tried digging a hole in my head with her nails as I sank my tongue deep.
I didn’t have to lift her tight ass in my hands; she knew the drill. Her legs came up and around my head, while her hands pulled me in closer to her heat.
She tasted like strawberries or some shit and I didn’t even want to know how she got her pussy to taste like that. Probably something one of the others cooked up to make us men walk around drooling like half-baked fucks for the rest of our lives.
Whatever it was, I didn’t want to stop eating. Her juices were running down my face because her pussy was leaking like a busted pipe. “Please Lawton now.” If I had hair she would’ve scalped my ass, as it was, I was sure to have telltale marks running down my head.