Angry Wealthy Lover

Lauren sat writing out her list of friends for her 30th birthday party that she had promised herself. She dropped the pen on the table and thought, that’s if any of her friends would turn up, they were getting less and less, her over-bearing lover slowly chased them off with my constant lusting, be it at functions or parties. Ever since she was my secretary at the age of 19 I had been at it and she was one of my victims who fell for it. At 21 she had moved in with me, unknown to her she had become one of my long list of girlfriends.

We had only been living together six months when she caught me having sex with a woman in my limo, but it didn’t stop there, for the next five years I was constantly bed hopping, she knew but turned a blind eye to. The final crunch came when I did not come home one night; she decided that was the last nail in the coffin. Five years on she had moved into the other bedroom and never slept with me again, she found me disgusting and repulsive, I still was the player of rumors.. Her disgust didn’t stop at me, she believed that most men were no different only interested in one thing to get between her leg’s, she felt that men were leering at her because of her gypsy looks, long legs, trim figure and the one thing that didn’t help her situation, her 34inch breasts.

Her closet friend called to see her. Over coffee Lauren told her of her fear about holding this party, her friend didn’t need to be told twice about the wandering hands as she had to fight me off several times. But they were friends and it was time to give Lauren some advice, she told her, “Lauren your a really attractive woman, you should leave the dirty bastard and get yourself a decent man.” Lauren laughed, “As far as I’m concerned all men are dirty bastards, anyway I’m set on my ways now and besides I enjoy the lifestyle and the money.” I returned from a business trip early, as I went upstairs I heard the shower.

I went to Lauren’s bedroom, as she came out of the bathroom in her robe. Lauren gasped ” OH Your Home.” she said. I ordered her to get her robe off. I said I wanted to look at her. Lauren was dismayed. There wasn’t any way she could refuse me. Her only chance was to do what I wanted. The idea of me touching her was too much to think about. She slipped the robe off and draped it over the back of a chair. Trembling, she stood there naked. I snickered. “Oh, yeah!” I looked her over. I said ” I have always loved her tits.” Then I ordered her to turn so I could see her ass. She turned her back to me. She felt my lusting eyes on her body. When at last I told her to face me again, she turned and saw that I had my big long thick cock dangling out of an opening in the front of my pants. I took a hold of my cock with one hand. I smiled at her.

She stared at my big ugly long thick cock. She was mesmerized by it. She watched my fingers as I slowly stroked my cock shaft. “Do you like cock, baby?” Lauren quivered. “I… I don’t know.” I laughed. “Christ, lady, you’ve got a lover, haven’t you? Doesn’t he have a cock?” She was in a helpless daze. When I told her to get down on her knees, she moved like a robot. I came forward. I ordered her to suck my hard cock as I pulled my foreskin back to show her my bulbous cock head. She was nauseated by the site of my hard cock, repelled by my cock flesh. I coaxed her. I pushed my cock against her lips, and after a moment she opened them.