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longest on my lips. I’d been blessed with good genes, on both sides,
thank God. If I’d been ugly that would have sucked for my choice of career. I
idly wondered how gifted ugly guys got women into bed in the first place? What
would attract a woman to them? Were woman as obsessed with sex as we were, that
they’d overlook everything else just to have a large cock inside them?
    ‘I was a college boy once, too,’ I confirmed. ‘As
a species we do tend to fill out and mature.’
    ‘You’re just so confident, you know what you want
and you take it. I hate having to tell guys where my clit is and whether I’ve
come or not.’
    ‘You’re definitely dating the wrong guys then. Is
there no one you’ve been with that does it for you?’
    ‘Other than you?’ she looked at me surprised.
    ‘Yes,’ I nodded as I drained my water.
    ‘I guess Blaine, Daddy’s head of security is the
best I’d had until now. He’s kind of hot in his uniform with that earpiece, all
protectory and male.’
    ‘So date him. Exclusively.’
    ‘Please!’ she snorted with arched brows that were
manicured and dyed to the point of looking unnaturally like two slugs taking an
afternoon nap over her eyes. ‘You don’t know Daddy very well. He’d be mortified
I was dating beneath me, with an employee, ’ she wrinkled her nose in
disgust. ‘He still thinks I’m a virgin. I have to confirm my status after every
night out.’ Hmmm, it seems my original summary of her character from her
file was spot on, I thought. Camilla Domville was elitist, deceitful,
spoilt and immature. She was also rich and currently my boss for the next few
hours.
    ‘Stand up,’ I ordered as I crossed my legs and
loosened a couple more buttons of my shirt.
    ‘What?’
    ‘Stand up. Don’t make me repeat myself.’
    ‘Don’t they teach you manners in England?’ she
glared.
    ‘If you want another orgasm Camilla, you will do
as you’re told. Stand up immediately,’ I barked. Her eyes lit up as she
realised that I was playing the sexually aggressive part that she’d requested.
Now that I knew her nerves over accommodating my rather large member had gone,
she was eager for more of me.
    ‘Yes, Logan.’
    ‘Sir.’
    ‘ Sir ,’ she breathed as she flung the
blanket back and did as she was told.
    ‘Play with your clit for me. Make yourself come.’
    ‘Ok,’ she giggled, so I narrowed my eyes at her.
    ‘You will respond with “Yes, Sir” or “No, Sir”
from now on. Are we clear?’
    ‘Yes, Sir,’ she nodded vigorously as her legs
parted and she reached down to touch herself, letting out a tiny gasp.
    ‘Watch my cock twitching in my trousers for you at
all times, and tell me how wet you are, Camilla?’
    ‘Soaked,’ she purred as her finger moved a little
faster. I shuffled in my seat, my cock was starting to unfurl again. There was
nothing sexier than seeing a woman touch her own body, even more so if she were
in sexy lingerie with stockings and suspenders. Damn it, that was all it took
for me to spring to full mast. I heard her groan and smiled to myself, she’d
seen it, it wouldn’t be long before she came again.
    ‘Roll up the dress to your waist, turn around and
straddle the arm of that leather sofa behind you.’
    ‘Yes, Sir,’ she nodded and did as she was told,
revealing her bright green knickers with the big tear where I’d ripped them to
penetrate her through them. I cocked my head as her right foot tiptoed the
cream carpet below her, with her left knee kneeling on the sofa, she was
sticking out her backside, exposing all of her cunt and those long legs. She
had amazing legs, best I’d seen so far, but her arse was way too skinny, I
preferred my women with a bit of meat and something I could grab and squeeze. I
heard her breathing fast as she waited, straddling the smooth rounded leather
of the arm chair. ‘What now Sir, are you going to fuck me from behind.’
    ‘No, you’ll continue to finger yourself until
you’re so wet you drip