The Working Girl Part Two - Sex Stories

The Working Girl Part Two

... party. First on the list was Jun Kanazawa, a Japanese businessman who had done business with Daddy's firm. He was in his late 40's and in great shape, and had been happily married for nearly 30 years. He was a closet kink fan who had seen a zillion pornos, but his conservative wife wouldn't hear of it. Once he was assured of total discretion and safety, he was in. Second on the list was Miles Landers, an exquisitely polite gentleman who had given up any kind of fun in his life to marry the boss's daughter and eventually take control of the company. The wife had recently passed away and while she was somewhat unlamented, he hadn't had an opportunity to get out other than a pair of visits to me. He was easily persuaded to join the party and explore a bit. His inherited money was going to be put to good use. Next up was the nerdy and yet quite wealthy Kyle Dolan. He'd made millions in software, but had remained a virgin until he was 28 when a gold digger had taken his virginity and a million or so from him. He'd been bitterly distrustful of women ever since, but was a fiend for porno and masturbated constantly. Daddy had, ah, interrupted him in the gym shower one day and he'd poured his heart out to Daddy's sympathetic ear. He assured me that while he was probably inexperienced, he was well hung. Next up was a fairly religious football player named Mike Harris, a ferocious linebacker, who for obvious reasons, couldn't have his propensity for kinky sex known. He'd suffered ...

... silently, with his goody goody wife not having the slightest clue how to please him, and yet he still lusted for the fun he'd had back as a star in college. He was nearing retirement on the gridiron, but his well muscled body got my attention nicely. He was also an investor in my father's company. The religion was revealed to be a mere pose as he planned on running for office one day, with his loving wife's support. He'd been hard to convince of the discretion, but when I informed him of the electronics policy, he was in. The last was a fallen angel of sorts. Trent Howard, a one-time Wall Street wizard who'd made millions and had been quite the star with his homespun charm and his high school sweetheart. Turns out she was quite the number cruncher and had bailed on him leaving him holding the bag for nearly twenty million dollars she'd embezzled. He'd narrowly avoided prison, and lost all of his money in paying people back. He also was distrustful of women, but had recently started a comeback by advising an up and coming tech company. He'd made a few dollars again and was looking to enjoy some good dirty fun, but was terrified of getting involved. I'd assured him that he could get his freak on and if he wanted to get out some aggression with some rough fucking and name calling while blowing a load in my face, it would be fine with me. I also assured him once he got that out of his system, either Kay or I could keep him very happy sexually with no strings attached. Well, other than ...