Sex in the City - New York by Maxim Jakubowski

Author:Maxim Jakubowski [Jakubowski, Maxim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic, sex, Erotica, domination, submission, red hot, excite, xcite, bdsm, bondage, dominatrix, mistress, control, girl, threesome, female, lesbian, x rated, london, city, paris, new york, parker, jessica, cattrall
ISBN: 9781907016240
Amazon: 1907016244
Barnesnoble: 1907016244
Goodreads: 12553073
Publisher: Xcite Books
Published: 2010-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

Park Suite

by D. L. King

‘I told you, I have a master key. Who’s gonna know?’

I couldn’t help being sceptical. There stood my bride of thirty-six years, right in front of me, hand on her hip, getting more and more pissed off by the second.

‘It’s your last chance to be a part of New York history. Look, I worked there for thirty-eight years but I’m not old enough to retire. You know what that means? That means I get crap. What do they care? Where am I supposed to go now?

‘Mira, I really want to do this. I dreamed about it for ever. I want it to be with you, Papi, but if you won’t come with me, I’ll go by myself. Where’s my fucking vibrator?’

Immaculata rummaged in the drawer of her bed table, pulling out various items; a flashlight, an eye mask, a pair of handcuffs, a paperback. ‘Fuck, where is it?’ Finally she found the blue vibrator with the pearls and the little rabbit on it. It was her favourite.

She pointed it at me like a gun. ‘Last chance. Mami’s still pretty hot, don’t you think?’ She turned around and wiggled her ass at me, then turned back to face me again. ‘Don’t you want to fuck in a suite at The Plaza?’

She was so hot. I think she was even hotter than the day we got married. Standing there, in her black suit and those red stilettos, her hair in a bun at the back of her neck, she was scary-hot.

‘¿A qué le temas? I can’t get fired, Baby.’

‘I’m not scared of nothin’. All right, come on, I’ll go with you.’

‘Good, go get your jacket, I’ll be right there.’

Sure, she couldn’t get fired, but we could probably get arrested or something. She was right, though; I’d never seen anything more than the housekeeping offices and one of the kitchens. I’d always wanted to see the upper floors and the fancy rooms and now that they were closing the hotel, this would be my only chance. Besides, Immaculata always knew what she was doing.

She came out of the bedroom with her sexy leather jacket and sunglasses on, carrying her black Coach bag, and we were out the door. We rode the train downtown to the park and got off. I followed her half-way down 58th Street, to an unmarked door which she opened with a key. We didn’t meet anyone else as we walked down the dim corridor, finally arriving at the deserted housekeeping offices.

‘The supervisory staff is the last to go. The maids are long gone and now there are only three of us left. I doubt anyone’s here tonight, so relax,’ Immaculata said. ‘The top floors haven’t been stripped yet. We’ll take the service elevator.’

‘Ms Rivera!’

We both turned around to see two men entering the offices. Emmie seemed unfazed as she greeted one of the department heads.

‘Hello, Mr Williams. This is my husband, Juan. I wanted to finish the floor inventory list before I forgot. Is this your son?’

‘My son? No, Mr Malone is, ah, interested in the hotel plumbing fixtures.

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