Reflections of a Womanizer

Sitting in the library of my Lexington Ky home, I realize women 18 to 25 no longer satisfy my sexual appetite.
So I eliminate names and numbers from my black book. My black book now contains the names and numbers of women 26 to 40 that hunger to be in my lair. These women are frustrated both emotionally and physically with men, they have dated and attempted to have a relationship with. They know entering my lair requires commitment to multiple animalistic sessions, but the results are multiple orgasms and sexual euphoria. After the sessions they are emotionally and physically satisfied, their bodies ravished requiring a week to recover. I flew to Chicago to see Bianca, she is a 34 year old Asian model. I went to Bianca’s apartment, She answered the door with arms full of laundry. Since it is a Saturday she is busy trying to get everything done so that she can then relax and enjoy herself. To her surprise it is me at the door. I had never went to her place – I was always too busy – but here I am, and there is a funny look in my eyes…” Hi John, come on in and make yourself at home while I put the wash on.” She pointed to the living room with her elbow and went into the hall way, not realizing that I had followed until she turned around and found me standing there, that funny look still on my face. ” John? Was there something you wanted?” she asked politely. She had been taught to be polite.

” I heard a rumor today, Bianca.” My voice is thick with the drink, she can smell on my breath. ” John, can’t this wait till tomorrow?” ” No Bianca, it cannot.” ” All right, John, why don’t we go into the living room?” she offered, and is puzzled when I shook my head. ” No, here is fine.” ” John?” She tried to step back as I moved towards her, a strange look in my eyes and my hands stretched out to grab her. ” John, what are you doing?!” She tried to get away, but I held her tight, my hands moving over her body. ” Rumors have it that you are the biggest slut in the office, and I intend to find out if these rumors are true,” I growled, grabbing her by the shoulders and dragging her into her bedroom and onto her bed. I held her in place as I hissed, ” Are you the biggest slut in the office?” ” No John, I have not had sex in a long time!” Bianca moaned. I stood up abruptly. ” I’m going to see for myself… Get out of your clothes and spread your legs. I want to fuck you.” Bianca has only seen this look in my eyes once before and she realized that if she didn’t obey I would tear her clothing from her. She didn’t want that to happen. ” Yes John.” She slowly unzipped her jeans and reluctantly pulls them down, followed by her panties, her white, practical, cotton panties. ” All the way off, Bianca. I want your legs spread wide when I fuck you.” ” Yes John.” She took off her slippers and slid her jeans and panties off with them. She was going to lie down again, but my voice stopped her. ” No, Bianca. I want you naked for this.”

Bianca looked at me for a brief second as if I had lost my mind, but she didn’t dare make a sound or show reluctance, not with me looking this way; not with me being horny. ” Yes John.” She slipped her t-shirt over her shoulder, then undid her bra with the clasp at the back and removed this also. ” Now lie down,” I ordered. ” Spread those legs, Bianca. Bend your knees, hold them in your hands and keep still.” I knelt between her legs and work my fingers into her pussy, feeling her very tight pussy. It is still very tight, just as I had known it would be. I shook my head, when Bianca tried to get up to get dressed, saying: ” Sorry, Bianca. I must admit I didn’t fly all this way just to see if you were doing your exercises and using the products.” My voice is calm, though containing a hint of menace.
” John?” Bianca didn’t understand. This was her boss, not one of those guys she had to contend with day after day.