1. Man-Eater: Chapter Four


    Date: 2/15/2024, Categories: Seduction, Author: krystalg 

    ... speakerphone, please.”

“OK, Mr. Moore, and thank you so much,” Eve purred to him.

“We can’t have you getting in an accident or anything; it would reflect poorly on the company.”

“Thank you. I assume that the cost will be taken out of my check.”

“Nonsense. Business expenses. We’ll call it ‘Field Research.’”

“You’re the boss, boss. How’s your anniversary going?”

“Wonderful, thanks to you. Have a good night. See you in the morning.” With that, he ended the call.

“Mr. Moore said that I should be on call for you for when you’re done at the club. I’m happy to oblige.”

“Thank you, Roy. I might catch a ride home, though.”

“Either way, I’m good.”

Just then, Eve’s phone pinged once more. Victor had sent her another text.

“Are you still wearing those sexy panties?” He even put a smiley face emoji after the text—very unprofessional.

Eve laughed at that.

“No,” she typed back.

“What kind are you wearing?”

Rather than respond, Eve giggled and spread her legs wide open. She snapped a quick picture of her bare pussy, the dew of her extreme arousal glistening on the lips, and sent it to him.

“Jazz is back,” Victor texted. “Love it! Thanks.”

Sighing softly, Eve said, “That will keep me in his mind all night.”

“What was that, Ma’am,” Roy responded.

“Oh, nothing, just talking to myself.”

A few minutes later, Roy dropped her off outside the exclusive nightclub. A small line of a few dozen people loitered outside the roped-off entrance. ...
    ... The exterior was all gleaming neon, steel, and dark, mirrored glass. The beat of techno dance music could be faintly heard. Eve made a huge production of exiting the Dryve-Ryde car, bending deeply at the waist as she took Roy’s phone number and gave him a tip. The fact that his eyes were focused on her hard, protruding nipples, less than four inches away from his face, made the woman so fervently aroused that her cunt juice dripped down her inner thighs.

Eve inhaled deeply, slowly letting the air escape her lungs. Grounded and centered, the dark-haired woman, dressed to thrill, strutted past the line. Conversations ceased, and all eyes turned toward her as she gave the patrons awaiting entry a condescending glance. Her unrestrained boobs bounced with each step, and her curvy hips swayed from side to side. She was looking extremely sexy and knew it.

“Hey, there, sexy Josh,” she said to the stern and muscular doorman.

He glowered at the assembled queue, shaking his finger at them with a gruff expression crossing his face. Then, he turned and smiled at Eve, leering at her bouncing tits, and removed the velvet rope barring her way.

“Still hung like a horse, I see,” she cooed to him, patting his cock through his tight jeans. “Beat the shit out of anyone, today?”

Josh smiled, running his hand over his buzz-cut head. “The day ain’t over, yet.”

He let Eve pass and enter the nightclub. The waiting crowd gave a communal protest, groaning and complaining as the doorman ...
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