Borrowed Billionaire #2 Lexie Goes Shopping by Strong Mimi

Author:Strong, Mimi [Strong, Mimi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ORLY Press
Published: 2012-08-30T16:00:00+00:00

Part 3: The Fireman

Exactly one week after my first personal shopping job and my first change-room multiple orgasm (or, really, my first anywhere multiple orgasm) I wore the black dress to meet my friend Jacob for cocktails. And by cocktails, I mean mostly cock.

Jacob, you see, was what people euphemistically call a fuck buddy. Wait, that's not a euphemism, is it? I suppose a euphemism would be “special friend.” Fuck buddy pretty much says it like it is.

For the sake of prolonging the action, we met for drinks at the fancy restaurant under his condo. The bar at the restaurant was much hotter than what waited for us upstairs, which was a fold-out bed in a modest bachelor apartment. Jacob kept the place somewhat tidy, but it didn't make my pulse race quite like all the shiny polished surfaces downstairs in the lounge.

He brought me over a martini and sat a respectable distance away, on the fainting sofa—it was one of those thinly-upholstered deals with a back and one arm on one side. The thing looked perfect for sex, because you could go one way and use the arm for pumping leverage, or do a one-eighty and let your feet stick off the end.

I was eyeballing up the sofa for position possibilities as Jacob eyeballed my hot, new dress.

“That's not cheap,” he said.

“Neither am I.”

He pulled out his wallet and took a peek. “I can buy you two more of those martinis, so long as I nurse this light beer.”

“Sounds good. We can't have you losing your … edge.”

He leaned in and nuzzled me on the ear. “Come on, Lexie, drink up and let's go upstairs.”

“Don't you want to know how I got this dress?”

“I want your sexy black dress on my floor. I'm gonna pound your pussy.”

I pulled away from him, simultaneously turned on and also revolted by his vulgar talk. Jacob had that push-pull effect on me, which was why we weren't a regular item.

He leaned in and said, “I'm going to eat that dirty pussy that you've been sitting on all day. Then I'm going to ram my cock down your throat until you're gagging on cum.”

I pushed him away. “Eugh. Really? You watch too much porno. That shit's ruining your mind.”

He shrugged. “Talking dirty is hot.”

I sipped my martini, waiting for my revulsion versus attraction to slip closer to the positive. “I'll only go upstairs if you promise you won't say another word.”

“No can do. I like to vocalize.”

“Fine. I'll give you a list of words, and you can only say those select words.”

He raised his eyebrows and chugged half his beer, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, which triggered a memory of the last time he went down on me. Once he had his mouth full and shut up, Jacob could be a fun guy.

I quaffed back the rest of the martini, then counted off some words on my fingers. “Good. Yes. Pussy.”

He leaned in, excited. “And what else?”

“That's it. Three words.

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