The game was over, and I was out of luck. The cards were against me, and I had taken a beating. I was now in the uncomfortable position of having to pay up when I didn’t have the funds to pay the required amount. I was at the bar having a drink before I pleaded my case to the guys I owed the money to. These were not guys who took bad news well, and I was prepared for the worst.
A girl whom I had seen around but didn’t know eased into the seat next to me. She had an air of confidence that could easily be perceived as arrogance. She ordered a scotch and then turned to me and said, “Tough night, huh?”
“You could say that,” I responded as I finished my drink and set it on the bar with an air of finality. I took a deep breath, slid off the bar stool, and said, “Here goes. Wish me luck.”
She stopped me and said, “What do you mean, mate?” I explained to her that I was a little short and needed some time to come up with the 7 G’s that I owed, and I was going to ask if I could work something out.
“Not a good idea, I can tell you that for sure. A friend of mine tried that and received the beating of his life and still had to pony up the cash when he got out of the hospital. These are not the guys to ask for a payment plan.”
“Thanks for the pep talk, but I don’t have any choice. I got myself into this, so it’s time to face the music.”
She placed her hand on my shoulder as I turned to walk away and said, “I have an idea that can get you out of debt with those guys, and it will be painless.”
I looked at her suspiciously and said, “Is that right? I don’t even know you, and you’re helping me out? What are you, St Francis or something?”
She laughed and said, “No, nothing like that. I do know Rhonda, though, and I feel like I know you after listening to all her stories. My name is Laura.” She extended her hand in an open gesture of friendship.
I was shocked into silence as I digested this information. She was somehow involved with my ex, and, as such, surely she had heard many stories of our adventurous partner sharing. I paused and then took her hand in a firm handshake. The moment had changed, and I wondered which of our sharing stories she had been privy to. I looked her up and down, and she was slender with a decidedly feminine look, smooth, pale skin with full lips, and strawberry blonde hair in a ponytail.
I paused briefly and said, “Ok, what did you have in mind?”
She sat back, sipped her Scotch, and lit a small cigar leisurely. “You have a digital account here, don’t you? “
I nodded, and she blew a cloud of smoke in the air and said, “I’ll transfer the money to your account, and you can settle up with them. I’ll be waiting for you here, and we can have another drink and discuss things.”
We were seated at a table in front of the fireplace, each with a Scotch and a cigar. My financial business had been concluded, and I sat relaxed, sizing up my new financial partner. She had reapplied her lipstick and looked delicious.
She gave me a sideways look and said. “I’ve always wanted a gentleman servant, like a butler. I just want mine to do things your average butler isn’t expected to do.” She ran her tongue across her lips and winked. “If you agree to do this for me for the weekend, I will forgive the debt. I must warn you that I have strong needs and guarantee that you will be pleasantly surprised.”
As you might suspect, I agreed, and we ended up in her penthouse apartment. The view of the city was amazing, and it was only a short walk from the private club we had just left.
Laura kicked off her shoes, led me to a huge bedroom, and said, “Please run me a bath with some of the bath salts you will find in the bathroom. I’ll join you in there momentarily.”
I did as requested, and the jacuzzi bath bubbled fragrantly when she walked in. She turned and indicated that I should unzip her dress, and that was accomplished in a second, and the dress fell to the floor. I unhooked her bra, unbidden, and it also fell to the floor. I cupped her breasts and kissed her neck, starting with her ear, and worked down to her shoulder. I slid my hand underneath the silk panties and cupped each firm ass cheek in my hands, gently squeezing them. I slid her panties to about mid-thigh and, as she turned to kiss me, I received the surprise she mentioned earlier. Let me tell you, it was a good one.
She turned and brushed my arm with a long, thick hard cock. Clear pre-cum left a trail on my forearm as I broke the kiss.
I stepped back and looked at her; my astonishment showed on my face.
“What the hell?” I said, and she stood there, hands on her hips, with her panties at mid-thigh, a mischievous grin on her face. Her cock stood straight out, having been released from its silk confinement. It was quite a sight, about 8 inches long, thick and veined, with a well-defined, flared head.
“I told you Rhonda shared a lot with me. She told me you enjoyed pleasuring a cock from time to time. She told me all about your boarder, James, I think was his name, and it always got me hot as hell.”
This situation had really changed, almost in the wink of an eye. I had visions of what my man-servant duties were to be, and that had changed significantly.
“Well, this is a surprise, to say the least. I never suspected what was between those smooth legs of yours. I have to admit, Rhonda was right. We both serviced that huge dick that she told you about.”
She let her panties drop to the floor and stepped out of them. “I’m sorry to spring it on you like this, no pun intended, but speaking of service,”
She was stroking herself, and the head was beginning to turn a light shade of purple. I understood the message in her words and moved to her. I cupped her balls and began to kiss her again, and gently moving her hand away, I began to stroke her shaft. I broke the kiss and kissed her neck as she moaned quietly at my ministrations.
I whispered in her ear, “I’m going to make you cum with my mouth. Would you like me to drink you?”
She held her hands on each side of my face and kissed me hard and said, “Oh God, yes!”
I dropped to my knees and, cupping one ass cheek in each hand, I began to suck her balls gently. She had her hands on my head, gently holding me against her as she moaned. I released her ass cheeks and cupped her balls with my left hand and began to pump her with my right, licking the clear cum from her swollen head. I opened my mouth wide and took as much of her in as I could, keeping my lips tight around her shaft, and moved up and down.
These efforts were met with a sharp intake of breath and a long moan. She said in a husky tone, thick with arousal, “I’m not going to last.” She was right about that because very shortly after those words were uttered, she swelled and began to spurt in my mouth. The shots were impressive in force but low in volume, and I was able to drink every drop with no difficulty. I slowly moved up and down, keeping my lips tight around her, milking every drop. I eventually removed my mouth and licked her clean. She was softening but her cock was pristine when I finished. I stood, and she was still breathing heavily, head back and eyes closed.
I kissed her and whispered in her ear, “Let’s get you bathed now, shall we?”
She put her arms around my neck, kissed me deeply, and simply said, “Ok.”
I led her to the tub, allowed her to relax in the warm bubbles, and then bathed her very carefully. I towel-dried her and applied Victoria’s Secret Amber Romance body lotion. I even spread her bottom cheeks and applied some to the crevice there. She requested a green spaghetti-strap nightgown sleep dress, and I helped slip it over her head. She looked beautiful, and I was proud of my work.
She gave me a silk outfit consisting of a top and pants with a decidedly Asian look. I thought to myself, this would be my manservant outfit for the next couple of days. I showered, dressed in my new clothes, and was pleasantly surprised by how comfortable I felt.
I joined Laura in the sitting area, which had a gorgeous view of the city at night. As I approached, I noticed a Scotch and a cigar waiting for me on the table. She stood at my arrival, and I noticed an obvious tenting at the front of her nightdress.
She put her arms around my neck, kissed me, and said, “I have a Scotch and a cigar for you, but first…”
Her voice trailed off and she took my hand, placed it on her swollen cock and said, “Look what happened while I was waiting for you.”
“We can’t have that now, can we? Why don’t I sit down, hold your gown up and you can slow fuck my mouth until you cum. I promise to keep my lips tight around that beautiful dick of yours.”
She laughed, kissed me, and said, “I think I’m in love.”
She did exactly as I suggested and began to fuck my mouth with slow gentle thrusts. The sight of all the activity of a city bustling with life right outside the window was a bit of a turn-on. I have always been a bit of an exhibitionist. I held her right ass cheek in my left hand and gently squeezed her balls as she continued her in and out movement. I could tell from her moans and the swelling of her cock that she was about to cum.
She didn’t disappoint, and her thrusts became more aggressive as she shot into my mouth. The volume was even lower this time, and not one drop escaped just as before. I thought back on James and his incredibly huge cock and balls and couldn’t help but make a mental comparison between the massive amount of cum those huge balls of his produced and the amount Laura had just shot into my mouth.
She took a deep breath as her gown dropped back into place and said, “Damn, that was good.” She got on her knees in front of me and said, “Just to show I’m not selfish, I’m going to do the same for you. I’ve seen pictures of your cock but I want to see it in person.”
I stood up, and the silk pants were immediately around my ankles. I was incredibly aroused, and my balls felt like they were about to explode. She took her time and complimented me on my cock and administered one of the most satisfying blow jobs I’ve ever had. I held her head in place as I emptied the contents of my balls into her mouth.
She stood after I finished in her mouth, and I kissed her and said, “I think I’m in love.”
She laughed, and we shared a close hug and kissed deeply. I lit our cigars and we sat there contentedly, sipping Scotch and enjoying the moment. We indulged ourselves with another Scotch and then decided that it was bedtime. We stripped and drained each other’s balls again and drifted off to sleep.
The job as a manservant had turned into quite a pleasant experience. Laura wasn’t kidding when she said that she had strong needs. She was constantly aroused or becoming aroused. I did prepare meals for us and serviced her when she required servicing. She asked me endless questions about James and became extremely aroused at my answers regarding the sharing between Rhonda and me and James. I would become aroused as well, and we used our mouths continuously to pleasure each other. As things progressed, I found my position as manservant was being reciprocated.
I took her bottom hole the following evening. She hesitantly expressed the desire for it over dinner. I had made shrimp tacos and a fresh salad, and decanted a chilled bottle of wine. We were just finishing when she said, “I’m not sure if I want to do it but if I do, how would you feel about fucking me?”
I was flattered to be asked and said, “I would love to. I haven’t done it that way very much, but I’m game if you are.”
After dinner, I cleaned up and walked into the bedroom, where I was greeted by an array of candles placed around the room and Laura lying naked on the bed. Next to her, a tube of lubricating gel was on the bed.
“Looks like you’ve made your decision,” I said with a smile as I stepped out of my pants, my semi erection becoming harder by the second. I walked to the bed with my erection bobbing up and down.
In response to my statement, she smiled and rolled over on her stomach, sticking her gorgeous bottom up in the air. I kissed her pale globes and licked her up the dark crevice that separated them. Spreading her cheeks, I took the tube, which had a nozzle on the end, and gently inserted it up her tight bottom hole. I heard a small grunt as I inserted it, and I squeezed a generous amount into her. I also squeezed a generous amount on the outside of her hole.
She rolled on her side as I moved up beside her. We kissed and I asked, “Are you ready?”
She kissed me again and said, “Yes, but please go slow.”
She rolled on her back and spread her legs with her hands behind her knees, exposing her tight hole, glistening with the gel I had just applied. I was on my knees between her legs, stroking my cock to a full erection, and I enjoyed that sight as I applied a generous amount of gel to the head of my cock. I watched her face closely as I rubbed my cock up and down over her hole and then, holding it in my hand, shoved the head into her hole. She screamed and let go of her legs, pushing her hands against me as I began to move the head of my cock in and out.
Her voice was breathy as she said, “Wait, just do the head in and out for a minute.”
I went to my elbows and kissed her lightly. “Just tell me when you want more, OK?”
She had her eyes tightly closed and just nodded her head up and down. Her pretty face was flushed, and she was breathing rapidly.
“Ok, more,” she said with her voice breaking, and groaned loudly as I pushed about an inch more into her, steadily pumping her the whole time. Her hole was incredibly slick and unbelievably tight as I felt myself building close to an orgasm.
“I can’t last much longer, you’re too tight,” I said.
She grabbed my forearms in a tight grip and said, “Shoot off in me, I’m ready.”
I pumped her faster, and as she felt me swell in her, she screamed as I shot her full of a very hot load.
I pulled out and lay beside her. We kissed, and I stroked her erection with my hand, resulting in an eruption of cum that formed a small puddle on her stomach.
We drifted off to sleep after that, but this scene was repeated in the coming months. Yes, that’s correct, I said months. My position as manservant for the weekend evolved to man of the house with a gorgeous fuck slave. Laura continued to be fascinated with James, the boarder Rhonda had told her about. She had never seen a cock that large and wanted us to service it together. I have to admit, it had been a while, and I was a bit hungry for it too. We’ll just have to see what the future holds.
