PART 4 – LUNCH

Paul came out of his office and told Dena it was time to go. It was time for “lunch”. He hailed a taxi and took her to an upscale part of town. When the taxi let them out, she found herself outside a very luxurious apartment building. Guiding her inside, Paul remained silent. They took the elevator to the 15th floor. Getting off, Dena noticed they didn’t walk into a hallway, as she anticipated. Instead, they walked into a huge room surrounded by floor to ceiling windows.

“The entire floor is mine. It’s the only thing I own outright. Long story, but trust me, neither Beth nor Daddy will ever find out about it. This is where you will stay now. You will, of course, keep your current place for appearances only.”

Dena looked around the place. Any one of the furnishings cost more than she made annually……and she always had a good salary.

Paul led her to the bedroom. There was a king size, canopy bed already turned down. It had satin sheets and at least 8 huge pillows. Dena began to undress.

“Hmmm, slow down a bit.” Paul told her. “I’ve got another room to show you first.”
Opening French doors in the bedroom, Paul took her into a room with a sunken tub. Nothing but the tub was in this room. There were oils and candles already out.
Paul turned on the water, poured the oil and began to light the candles.

Dena’s body looked even hotter wet and oiled up. Paul brought “female escorts” up here frequently and loved to oil them up. None of them looked at good as Dena did. Her body glistened and begged more than ever to be touched, licked, and fucked. Her head was lying on the side of the tub, arms stretched out. Dena had never felt more relaxed. Her tits rose above the water, moving slightly with her breathing. Paul sat next to her and ran his palms over her nipples. Dena didn’t move. He massaged them, squeezing them together tightly and slowly releasing them. He felt her breathing increase. Paul’s tongue teased her nipples as he watched them grow erect. Dena was now stroking his cock. The oil and water made her hand slide up the shaft smoothly. No friction at all right now. Paul pulled her upright, facing him and put a tit in his mouth.