Bethany – Chapter One: Meet Cute? Meet Duke. - Sex Stories

Bethany – Chapter One: Meet Cute? Meet Duke.

... time she had to deal with him, lecherous old man that he was. He had made a couple of crude jokes and passes at her when she had first started working for him but had stopped when Bethany complained to HR about him. She booked a day at the spa, was plucked, scrubbed, and pampered for what she was hoping would be a night of fun and perhaps a weekend alone with Michael. As she drove out to the address Michael had given her, she realized how rural it was, the scenery was beyond stunning, the gate at the entrance to his property was state of the art, and top of the line. He had more money that she had realized. A giddy thrill went through her. Screw it if people called her a gold digger, Michael would certainly be the catch of the century. Provided she played her cards right.

Driving up to the house, she parked next to the sleek, black sports car she had seen the other day, one of several cars parked along the driveway. If she did not know better, she would think he was having a party. As she adjusted the tight black pencil skirt she had opted to wear, the light jacket she wore did little to hold back the chill autumn breeze. Beauty demanded sacrifice, she was willing to put up with a little cold between the car and the house. The house itself was massive, more a manor than a home, Bethany suspected he had full time staff in residence. Why he left the property to walk his dog at a park almost an hour away was beyond her. As she knocked, she heard Duke start barking. Michael ...

... opened the door, and an unleashed Duke practically bowled her over as he greeted her. Both adults started laughing, and Bethany was pleased to see that Michael was much more relaxed and comfortable than when they had talked at the park.

“Come in,” he said, holding out his hands to take her jacket. Bethany watched him carefully for his reaction as she revealed the red backless tank top underneath the thin layer. A stab of disappointment went through her when he did not even blink, but she shrugged it off and focused back on Duke. Normally, the excited dog would nose her like all other dogs, trying to smell her all over, but he kept trying to get his massive head in her skirt. Twisting away from him every so often, she would use the excuse of petting him to push his head away.

“Can I offer you a drink?” Michael asked, walking through the main foyer, towards what she suspected was the dining room. Following, Bethany saw a lavish dinner already on the table, Michael reaching for a bottle of wine and pouring a deep red liquid into a glass for her. Smiling, she took the crystal in hand and raised it in thanks. She took a few sips, humming in pleasure as she felt the full-bodied flavour hit her tongue. Michael was already pulling a chair out for her as she sat down and looked at the covered serving dishes in front of her. Curious as to what she was going to have for dinner, she slipped as she went to put her glass down, knocking the glass over onto the white tablecloth. A deep ...