Nicole and Her Businessman, Finale - Sex Stories

Nicole and Her Businessman, Finale

This is the third in the series "Nicole and Her Businessman." You should read parts one and two since this story is very dependent on it. ooo I woke up alone. Wilson's side of the bed was cold. Instinctively I shuddered. Why? In my head was confusion. The night before, my first in his New York penthouse overlooking Central Park, we made glorious love. He took me fully, fast, slow, rough, hot. My pussy was sore when we finished. I had fallen asleep in the delirium of sexual exhaustion. Where is he? I picked up the phone and dialed his office. "Hello, this is Nikki Amorino. Is Mr. Herbert there?" "Nikki, let me introduce myself. I am Shakira Lassat, Wilson's personal assistant. Didn't you find the note he left for you? I had to roust him out at 5 AM for an emergency conference call from Europe. He's in the office now." "Hello, Shakira. Wilson has told me how much he relies on you. When will he be free?" I asked. "I'm afraid it's open-ended and then his normal day will overcome him. He told me you were to get dressed, and his limo would pick you up and bring you here. If he's all tied up for the day, I'm to take you out shopping and sight-seeing. I think we 'girls' could handle that, don't you? Especially with his credit cards!" she said with a hearty laugh. I liked her immediately. "Yes, that sounds fine. What time?" We proceeded to make our plans and set the time for the limo. Shakira decided just to meet me when the driver came by rather than waste time going back to the ...

... office. I got up, stretched my naked body up on tippy-toe, moving slowly like a satisfied cat. My kitty was very satisfied. There was still the crusty residue of cum and woman fluids on my pussy lips and thighs. Some was on my breasts too. Wilson on his home grounds was like a spray hitter on a baseball team. He shot cum everywhere without a worry. It was so exciting to me! I couldn't believe he lasted so long, and then he confided his secret. The new drug Viagra had been marketed experimentally before final FDA release. One of his major investments was in a distributor for it overseas, and he had gotten a supply. It worked like a charm. For a 40-something man, his sex drive was enormous. When at last he picked me up and carried me around the room, impaled on this militant shaft, I was beyond my bounds of sexual ecstasy so far I wasn't certain I would ever come down. He fucked me senseless, and I passed out once again from multiple hard orgasms. Thus, the sleep of the sexually content. I was at curbside when the black, stretch limo arrived. The doorman opened the back door for me, and I stepped in. I had chosen a simple white blouse with my one presentable tailored pantsuit and low heels to wear. My one nod toward high fashion was a paisley scarf of mainly purple and gold around my neck. I looked at my hostess and almost got out again. She was the most elegant woman I had ever seen! Ebony skin, beautifully done short haircut swept to her left, across her forehead. Diamond ...