A Dream Come True Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

A Dream Come True Ch. 02

... against her ass even stronger now, just to tease. "Pinky swear? You'll let me do it whenever I want?"

"Within reason, you horndog," she grinned back at him, extending her pinky. He extended his, and their agreement was complete. He slowly pulled out of her, purposely taking his sweet time, letting her really savor inch by inch of him as he did, and she tried to retaliate by tightening up and making it a bit of a challenge to do so. The shiver she got from him created a smug smirk, but she soon stood up when he'd pulled completely free and she had the chance to do so. She pulled up her panties and pantiehose, then lowered and smoothed out her skirt.

"Let me clean up here and I'll go heat up your lunch. You go clean up in the meanwhile yourself." She gave his chin a kiss, having to get on wobbly tiptoes to do so, and started her work. Mike adjusted himself and waited a few moments until he was soft enough to not arouse suspicion, before stepping out toward the men's bathrooms. They were mercifully empty. While he busied himself cleaning up properly, he quietly considered just how lucky he'd been. Between Emma and Rachel, all of his sexual needs were being met, probably for the first time in his life. All of his dreams were coming true. And yes, the subsequent arm pinch hurt.

By the time the weekend had rolled around, Mike was more than ready to go out and do something fun. Staying inside and fucking was nice, but it felt like it'd been forever since he'd gone to a ...

... good party, so he was looking forward to the one held by his boss. In the few years since Cooper had taken over, he'd held a number of company parties at his own estate, a large mansion that his father had inherited, who then passed it onto Cooper. Probably not the biggest, most expensive, or most lavish, but compared to his cozy little apartment, it was more space than he knew he'd ever personally need if he ever owned something similar.

The mansion itself was set outside the city, about an hour drive from Mike's apartment in good traffic, set on several acres of perfectly green and nearly completely flat real estate. It was surrounded by a forest, and so was flanked on every side but the front with trees, and had all the amenities you'd expect from an old money mansion like this: an olympic sized swimming pool, more rooms and bathrooms than any one man could ever need, an enormous dining room and an equally impressive kitchen, a fully stocked gym, and a garage full of cars, of which one would require Mike's entire yearly salary for nearly a decade to pay off.

Mike made sure to be fully prepared for this, as he always did: he went to a local barbershop to get a nice trim and shave, rented a decent tuxedo and some fancy, perfectly shined shoes, and used his finest cufflinks, both of which were a family heirloom and just so happened to perfectly bring together his entire ensemble. He parked his vehicle - a 2023 snowy white Toyota Camry - and then handed his keys and a solid ...