Chapter 73: Chapter 73
Chapter 72
Sex in the mansion 4
"Then pay us according to how good we made you feel." She replied and kissed him savagely before walking away.
He just stared at her lustfully, especially at her exposed thighs.
Claire on the other hand, despite being sore, was wet again just by the little act of seduction.
"Girls?" Claire called once she shut the bathroom door behind her.
Monica was already fully dressed up.
"Yes." They answered in a chorus.
"How tired are both of you?"
Ines and Monica look at each other, trying to decipher the meaning of Claire's question from each other's face.
"Depends on your definition of tired," Monica said. "If we are sore? Definitely yes. If we've got work tomorrow? I have. If I'm up for another round? I think I can handle it." Monica cheekishly, flipping her hair backwards.
Now both Monica and Claire turned to Ines.
"Just spill it, what's up?" Ines asked, folding her arms around her chest. She had just her bra covering her upper body.
"Seth wants us to stay over, said he's got some guys willing to have fun too…" she paused to gauge their reactions.
"How many guys are we talking about?" Ines asked.
"I don't know, I did not ask," Claire said. "But what I do know is that, there'll be more dicks and more fun." She smiled at the girls. "And maybe cash too." She added.
"Shit! I'll probably have to call in sick tomorrow." Monica said.
They looked at each other and laughed.
"I mean, I can't see this unknown amount of dicks and turn it down right? I might never get this opportunity again." Monica said.
"Good thing I've got tomorrow off." Ines said.
"And the idea of extra cash too...damn, I don't want to miss it." Monica added.
"How much cash are we talking about here?" Ines asked in a whisper.
"I don't know yet, but I guess it won't be something little," Claire replied. "I mean, take a look at this building, every piece of belonging here screams money." Claire added with a smile.
"Damn, I'm in… cash or no cash. I just wanna have fun and see how much I can handle." Ines said.
"Me too." Monica confirmed.
"Ok great, so we are all in huh?" Claire clapped.
"Hell yes!" Both girls replied in unison.
"I'll request for hot baths, while we wait for the guys.
Just as promised, the girls had close to four hours to relax until the next batch of boys came. Well, there were only five more, which made the total of 13 boys against three pussys.
The girls spend the whole night being sandwiched and tossed between and around an uncountable number of dicks.
Did not matter who was fucking who, but they all had all holes fill each second.
When it was all over, everyone, including the boys, were tired to stupor. Even if any of them had plans for the next day, it had to go down the drain.
Monica got home at about 9 am the next morning.
"Where the hell have you been?" Mike asked.
"Shit!" She raised her head and only then did she notice that someone was standing in front of her apartment.
He had his hands folded across his chest, seemingly pissed too.
"I went on a girls night," she started. " I just did not realize how wild things had gotten," she explained. "Give me a moment and I'll be ready." She added.
She could barely give proper steps. Her jaw muscles hurt to stupor, her cunt was swollen than it had ever been in her fucking-around life, not to mention her anus. Honestly, she could barely feel any part of her body. She was numb from head to toe. Every step she took was a nightmare especially as her thighs brushed on her unimaginables.
Speaking about her thighs, they hurt like hell to, from all the different gymnastic sex positions and rough hardcore fucking.
"Yeah, I bet the night was pretty wild." Mike said sarcastically.
He closed the distance between them and used his index finger to raise her chin. He guaged her face for a few seconds.
"I bet you had the fun of a lifetime huh?" He asked.
"Huh?" Somehow, the tipsiness started fading, only then did she remember that her body must be covered in hickeys too. Her heart skipped a bit, 'would he get mad?' she couldn't help but ponder.
"There were guys too, right?" He asked again, bringing her back to the moment.
She just nodded silently and swallowed hard, her heart beating almost audibly.
He let go of her chin and took a step back.
"I hope they did not make you do anything you did not want to do?" He asked with concern.
"Yeah." She crowned her answer with a nod.
"Take the day off." He said plainly and walked away.
She stared at him even as he walked away, Wondering why he was not mad or jealous.
True, their relationship was an open one, or just sex relationship, but most often, when she sleeps around with other guys, he'll give her the cold shoulder for about 3 days. But today he was strangely supportive, despite the fact that her whole body was covered in hickeys… anyone could easily decipher that it was not done by one person alone.
She was kind of skeptical to heed to his words and not go to work, it would have been better if he had given her the day off if she requested it.
Nevertheless, she damn needed the day off. She went in and immediately immersed herself in a warm bath.
At least, she did feel better after the hot bath. Her muscles did not stop aching though, but at least, she felt much more relief and energized than she felt earlier.
She decided to get herself something light to eat while going through her emails…. Work mails of course.
Even if she had the day off, at least she needed to give Mike a helping hand, perhaps he had important information sent to him through her, after all, she was his secretary. Even if she was taking the day off, she still had the obligation to forward important messages to him.
She scrolled through her mails without conscious choice, filtering the important ones from the less important ones. She planned to reply to the rest of the less prioritized mails gradually as the day went by.
"A mail from Beau Motors?" She asked out loud, to no one in particular, while taking a bite on her toast.
"Huh!" She clicked the mail.
"Oh, shit!" Mike had got to see this." She said,
"Hello Sir, " she said when the phone connected. Funny that she still called him Sir, despite him fucking her over and over at randa.
"I thought I told you to take the day off?" He said in his usual passive tone.
"Yeah, but I decided to check my inbox, and…. Well, I think you've got to see this."
"See what?" He asked, this time, paying her his full attention.
"I've just forwarded the message to your inbox." She said,
"What is the message about?" He asked.