I’m a self-made man. I’m a successful International Industrilist and Real Estate Developer
. Pham walked purposefully into the hotel lobby and crossed it quickly to the elevators, fearful that the reception desk might challenge her, ask if she was a guest. Safely inside the elevator, she pressed the floor button and looked in the mirror to check her appearance one last time. She feels as she looks — incredibly sexy. It opens wide and a man, very tidy, suit and tie, possibly early fifties, stood there, a curious expression on my face. Pham threw her arms out wide in a welcoming gesture, ” I am your surprise, John Malone, are you ready for this?”

I looked her up and down and the smile on my face told Pham that I certainly liked what I saw in front of me. ” I guess Jerry sent you,” I said. ” You better come in,” and I stood back, holding the door, allowing her to enter my suite. ” I don’t understand why you asked me here Mr. Malone. My manager handles the business. He spoke to you about the loan he needs. I don’t see how I can help.” Pham smiled at me as she sat down in the living room. She and her manager had come to New York four years before. Her manager, Jerry, started a small business that had been very successful. They were well liked in the community and the fashion industry with many friends.

I was not one of them. I saw them frequently when I was in New York in the garment district. I was always making passes at Pham. She was very beautiful Vietnamese fashion model, with short black hair, small firm breasts, nice long legs and a small waist with a tight stomach and small tight ass. I was hot for her. Pham wanted nothing to do with me and told me so on several occasions. She thought about telling her manager but she didn’t want to start any trouble. Now she was sitting in my suite. Pham was wearing a blouse and mid thigh skirt. She was very uncomfortable. I had called her that morning and said I had to get some more information for the loan. Her manager was out of town for the day. She had explained that to me, but I insisted that she meet with me. ” I asked you to come here this morning Pham because I want you to suck my cock,” I said straight faced.

” No..No!!” Pham exclaimes as she got up to leave. ” Fuck you! You son of a bitch! You’re an asshole!!” ” Pham, if you leave now, and don’t blow me, I’ll deny your manager the loan he needs. He’ll be out of business in a week. Now sit down.” I said calmly. Pham glared at me, then sat back down. ” How can you do that!” Pham cried. ” Jerry’s never done anything to you. He’s hard working and a credit to fashion!” ” He, and you, are yuppie trash. You come to New York thinking you’re better than the local designers. Well he wants some of my money and I want you. I think its a fair trade.” ” I’ll never do it! I’ll tell your wife, I’ll tell your business associates! You’re crazy if you think I’m going to suck your cock!!” She glares at me with hate in her eyes. ” Oh! You’ll do a lot more then suck my cock. That’s just to start with. Over the course of the loan, six months I believe, I’ll have you wherever and whenever I want. If you refuse at anytime, I’ll call the loan. As for telling my wife, she does not care who I fuck. As you telling my business associates. This loan is iffy. I think your manager will do O.K. with it, but its close. Prudent banking would deny the loan. My associates will understand that. Then I’ll get you black balled from modeling and for defamation of character. I’ll own you! So Pham, you little asian cunt, get over here, stop talking and start sucking!” I laughed.

Pham was stunned. I had it all figured out. She wanted so much to get out of there, but she wanted her manager to get that loan. They needed the money. She sat there thinking and thinking. As her predicament sunk into her she whimpers. ” If, I suck your cock now, you’ll give Jerry the loan?” ” Yes, then as added interest for this risky loan, you’ll put out for me whenever I want it. Now close and lock the door and get over here and suck me off!” Pham sat there with shock in her eyes. Slowly, she realizes she had no choice. She was going to do it. She was going to do this for the manager she loved. Reluctantly she got up, locked the door and turned to face me. I was smiling triumphantly. As she slowly walked towards me I said, ” Take your blouse off.” Pham grimaces. She despises me and what she was about to do. Her manager was despirate for that loan. Slowly, she unbuttoned her blouse, glaring at me with unconcealed hatred. As the buttons became undone, she held her blouse closed, hoping against hope for some escape from the lecherous man before her. ” Quit stalling Pham, or I won’t fuck you, I’ll fuck your manager!” I sneered.

Resigned to the inevitable, Pham silently slips her blouse from her shoulders. She stands before me in her sexy, lacy, skimpy black bra, her small firm breasts barely concealed by the flimsy garment. Her tits pushing against her bra, seeming to be trying to break free.