Propositioning Wealthy Heiress

Erika is 38, her wealth is from a trust fund. She is one of the organizers of the Cattle Baron’s Ball, a charity event held at River Bend ranch outside Dallas. She is 5′ 9″ tall, slender sexy body, long black hair, her breasts are 34B. This charity event is a must attend event for me. I always make a big donation to this charity. I know who Erika is but have not had the pleasure of meeting her till now. I was introduced to Erika, she commented ” I have always wanted to meet you Mr. Malone. I read the article in Forbes about your law firm and international corporation.” Erika sat at my table with 8 other people for lunch. We exchanged a couple of sentences, later, before dinner, in the bar, she sat down next to me.

I invited her to dinner and she accepted on the condition that we split the check. I was gracious enough to allow that. We have many things in common,.a shared interest in outdoor sports like skiing and indoor activities like theater and symphony, charities, and business. But you don’t want to hear about that. She did let me buy a bottle of expensive wine. Anyway we were really hitting it off when I asked, “You know, we’re having fun together. Wouldn’t you like to join me at my condo tonight?” Erika was surprised. she didn’t realize she had led me on so, but looking back she had. She could feel her pussy reacting but still, She said, “No, No, I can’t. I’ve never accepted those kind of invitations. You’re an exciting man but I can’t.”
I accepted her reply and we chatted for a while longer. Then out of the blue, I said, “As a business proposition, I will contribute a half million dollars to your favorite charity.” I let that hang in the air while She tried not to spit out her wine from the shock. “You’re not serious?” She asked. Suddenly, She had a whole different opinion of this otherwise charming man. ” I’m very serious, I will call my banker right now.” She wondered how many times I had made this kind of offer.” The number of times is not important, those other times were not with someone special like you.” That was supposed to make her feel good?
Anyway we had some more very awkward conversation until suddenly, I said, ” I would donate to your charity $1 Million” Her jaw dropped, but She could feel that her arousal was stronger now. “A, a, million.. really?” She stammered. “Really.” Somehow that made her feel special. ” I can’t. I can’t. I can’t.” She was trembling and it was obvious to me. I didn’t say anything. “Oh my god. Oh my god.” She stammered again. Then a long silence. “What … What should I do?” She realized it wasn’t the money that attracted her. ” Do you need to go home?” I asked. “Oh my god. Oh. Uh. No. I mean, yes I do.” She said. “Come to my condo at 9:00. Here is the address. I’ll be waiting. If you don’t come, I’ll understand, too.” I said.
She wandered out to her car, shaking. She still hadn’t really made up her mind. I talked to her security guard and to her assistant. After she hung up She tried to decide what to wear. I don’t dress like a, oh my god, you know, a whore. But She found a shorter blue skirt and a nice soft white blouse. As She changed, She stood in front of the mirror naked, hoping She would please me. She looked at her body which was still unsullied and asked herself what She was thinking. Then She slipped into some black pantyhose and a black bra, pulled up her skirt and slipped into her blouse leaving some nice cleavage showing and stepped into some heels. For the fourth time She brushed her hair and She put on a little perfume, the same one She had at dinner. A couple minutes before 9, She grabbed her evening purse and headed for the car. She felt so conspicuous. She was grateful her staff did not see her. They would not have known anyway, would they?
The door to the condo was ajar – held open by a safety latch – and She pushed it open tentatively. “John?” “Hello, Erika, you look so wonderful!” As I closed and latched the door She looked nervously around the elegantly appointed room. Her eyes fixed on an envelope on the table that seemed very full. “Oh my god!” She gasped as her hand went up to her mouth. ” That is small portion to show that I was serious. Put it in your purse.” She was shaking again and as She wedged it into myher purse tears ran down her cheeks. I came over and brushed off the tears with my finger. “What am I supposed to do?” She asked. “Don’t worry. We have time.” And I kissed her as I pulled our bodies together. I kissed her, deep and passionate. Her whole body responded. Our tongues played delightfully.
Then I led her over to the sofa and we sat down to a bottle of wine. She didn’t need any more but it was delicious and She took a few sips. We started making out again – my hands wandering over her clothes and She found I had a massive erection in my trousers. She rubbed me there as I unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off, draping it over the back of the sofa. I was kissing her chest above her bra and She reached inside my zipper to stroke my hard cock through my jocks. As Her bra came off so did my belt and my pants fell open. I took her nipple in my mouth and my bare cock was in her hand. That and this seductive situation were already starting her orgasm. Then She pulled away and knelt in front of me. ” I read that at whore always gives a blow job!” and She pulled my pants off.
“You’re not a whore but you can give me one anyway.” So She started licking my thighs and then my testicles. The shaft of my penis was perfectly straight and larger than She had seen or experienced – oh god. Soon She had the long thick shaft in her mouth and was making me moan, ” UH1 UH! UH! UH! UH!” when I pulled her off. ” I want something else first,” I said playfully. I stood her up in front of me and slid my hand up her skirt. I rubbed her pussy through the pantyhose and her legs started to tremble. Before long, I slipped them off and pushed up her skirt. Soon my fingers were inside her vagina and She was licking the front of her lips.