
WordSexy Publishing
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"Seductive Company"
Featuring Sexy India
A Novel
Redsnapper & Sexy India
Kansas City, Missouri, USA
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Copyright © 2011 Redsnapper & Sexy India
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You hold the key to your sexuality, open the box and live!
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Redsnapper Writing as R. Jay Leonard
Curse of the Nocturnal Seductress
Dreams are something that you should believe in because they do come true! Without your dreams you will never live your life to the fullest and you will always wonder what if I did this or that! Never allow anything or anybody deprive you from living your dream. If you do, you will be the one that suffers from not achieving it.
First, I must give thanks to my Savior, thank you for being my salvation and my rock, especially when no one else understood the vision.
To my friend, Sexy India, who inspired and helped to develop this novel series. You are a great friend and I will always be grateful for your support and making this series come to life. I also thank you for listening to me as I ranted about this vision and this wonderful undertaking and for having faith in me.
As you know, I love writing, whether it is writing a paranormal or a thrilling fast-paced mystery, I will always love this art. It is my hope that we continue to venture on many other projects in the near future. Keep up your good works as well and never give up on your dreams and goals. God has plans for you and I hope you will allow him to fulfill them through you!
To Jeff Primos my marketing guru and business partner, you are one of the greatest inspirations for me because your belief in my vision and your willingness to work with me from the beginning has helped to inspire my motivation. Not only are you truly a friend and Frat Brother...you are a great business partner.
Very special thanks goes out to Authors April Blanding (Vogue), Tamika Newhouse, K.D. Harris, Felisha Bradshaw, Earl Sewell, Anna Black, J.M. Benjamin, LeBlanc, Essence BlaQue and so many more of you that I didn't mention. All of you have touched me in so many ways that you did not even know that you did. Your contribution of immeasurable wisdom on the do's and don'ts of the literary game have been profoundly instilled in my heart and I truly thank you all for coming on my radio show to express your invaluable knowledge.
To my family and friends, thank you all for your continuous support and for having faith in me. Thank you for giving me great ideas and for your continued confidence in my efforts. You all have been an inspiration and you are the many reasons I continue to strive for excellence.
To all of my fans: Without you, there can be no Redsnapper! I truly enjoy giving you what you crave for and I try to give you nothing but the best. Thank you for your support and comments. Please continue to write reviews and giving your suggestions and ideas on what you would like to see from me. After all, I write this for you as well as for myself, but I care deeply about you! Please keep in touch and stay tuned for upcoming projects in the coming year.
She wanted him. She knew it as she placed his sex in the warm recesses of her mouth. She knew she could convince him to do almost anything she wanted, because of his helplessness against her powers of persuasion. She preferred catching him unaware, at his most vulnerable state, when he was sleeping, perhaps. His dick was soft and a perfect size for sucking as his skin was supple and molded so easily to every crevice inside her mouth. As he awakens from his slumber, his dick has already betrayed him by hardening as she continued to stoke it to its full length.
"Oh, how I want to taste you... every single inch of you..." she thought as her mouth moved over his throbbing hard erection.
She looked up at him with a sensuous stare as her tongue snaked out to touch the tip of his tool with glistening wetness. Wet with her saliva and his pre-cum, his shaft was musky and arousing as the scent of both of them is now mixed. She tasted, alternating between sucking and lightly using her teeth over the petal-softness of the head. He wanted her to suck his entire throbbing hard shaft deep inside her mouth, but she did not. Instead, her lips trailed a path of fiery hot kisses down the entire length of it. Her head, now tilted sideways as her kisses were like suction he had never experienced. Her mouth covered his flesh all the way to the base, and when he moaned, she took it out asking him to tell her what he wanted.
"Just tell me, baby, tell me how horny I make you." "Tell me how I can please you," she whispered.
His skin was firm and tight now, as she draws his balls into her mouth. He is huge and she can suck only one at a time as she slides a finger inside her pussy, gathering her wetness. Her fingers played with him, enjoying the electricity of his reaction, as the sensitivity of his skin there is new to him. The scents of their arousal permeated the air, and making her weak with need and unspoken desires. His dick seems ready to explode, at any moment, but now was too soon as she removed her lips and let the fullness of her, breasts tightly squeezed his sex.
"My nipples are so hard for you, tight and hard and on fire...,"she thought as she began to relish the power she has over him.
His rod slid and thrusted, easily, lubricated by pre-cum between her large chocolate breasts. At each upward stroke, she pulled his head into her mouth, sucking deeply, milking him dry. He grunted her approval as his guttural moans mingle with the high-pitched whimpers that she realized were coming from her. His pre-cum was leaking constantly now as she slipped her hands between their bodies and smeared the stickiness of it over her hard nipples. She gazed at him with a crazy with lust expression, as she thought about how she could fulfill this need. The need she has is to taste his cum.
"I want your hot pulsating cum to spray my mouth and lips, hitting me again and again...,"she thought as her mouth consumed all of him, desperately.
Suddenly a shift of power took place as she said, "I'll do anything to taste your cum."
She found herself caught up. As if as she could not think beyond the head of his dick and what it holds for her. She barely noticed the juices running down her chin, as everything was messy and drenched. A slurping noise - half-wet, half suction - infiltrates the room. Her hands cup his balls and pull at them, begging them to release their creamy prize as a puddle of juices had formed at the juncture between his thighs, and she used it to stroke him where her mouth could not reach. Her finger slid further down to that forbidden place that he would never let anyone touch. She cannot resist as she uses the wetness to massage him there at his ass. He does not seem to notice or care as his thrusting was too hard and too fast as he gagged her but refuse to stop. His hands were pulling at her hair, as he spoke in a voice she did not recognize, "Suck it, trick...you know you want this dick, don't you?"
"Oh man, I've never been so turned on in my life by his disrespectful dialogue...,"she thought as she hungrily sucked his shaft.
Her fingertip enters his forbidden portal, as she suddenly felt a clenching. The sensation reminds her of how her pussy contractions, as she is so turned on by the betrayal of his body. Her mouth sucked forcibly, as her finger slides further into his asshole. She began stroking him harder and he did not make her stop because he liked it as much as she did. Suddenly he began to cum, but as his cum filled her mouth, she quickly backed away, so she could feel the hotness of his jizm on her lips and face. His body convulsed unlike anything she had ever seen as his ass clenched around her finger, almost painfully. She moved back to his dick to suck it once more, taking in every single drop. Then, she licked him clean as she savored the taste of what she earned. All he could do now was relax, as he was unable to move or think.
Suddenly, she got up and immediately strolled toward the bathroom, but as she was about to go into the bath, she noticed her reflection in the long narrow mirror just to the right of her. She glanced briefly at her gorgeous physique as she thought, "If the people on my staff knew what I was doing... they'd be totally shocked." She continued to stroll into the bathroom and sat on the toilet as she thought, "I just can't help myself...I love to do this but...!"
Suddenly before she could finish her thought, the voice of her lover came through the closed door.
"I really enjoyed this...it was truly wonderful...aww honey...what did you say your name was again?"
It's funny because when he said that, the average woman would have been pissed at him, but not this woman...naw it was just a reminder of who she really was...to her this just reminded her...that she was a closet freak!
It was a hectic day at the office for India Wynn as she walked over toward the water cooler. She looked extremely nervous as she took out some Prozac antidepressant pills from her purse. Hands shaking, she grabbed the paper cup from the dispenser and drew some water from the cooler. She glanced around the area; making sure no one was watching her as she quickly devoured the pills, swallowing vigorously, allowing the pills to sink down her throat. After standing there by the water cooler for about five minutes, the medication quickly began to take effect, calming her anxiety so she could continue to work on her portion of the project. She was about to finish an extremely crucial endeavor that would profit the corporation an estimated $250 million dollars if this plan was adopted. She and her team worked night and day for three months trying to get this project ready for the project management board meeting schedule for 10:00 AM the next morning, which meant working extremely late that evening. After she noticed the clock and saw that the team had been there until around midnight, she decided to release everyone.
"Marc...I think we have this thing beat... I want you and the rest of the team to call it a night."
"Sure...India, I agree...this project will knock them dead for sure." "What about you?" "You need to get some rest yourself...you're the one who'll be briefing in the meeting."
"Yeah...I know...I'll be leaving here in about an hour." "You guys go on ahead...I'll be fine!" "See ya in the morning."
He looked at her and smiled as he walked toward the door. As he was about to go and inform the rest of the team that they were released, India stopped him as he opened the door, "Marc...thanks for everything...I don't know what I'd do without you."
He smiled as he replied, "You know...I got your back!" "Get some rest...don't stay too late!"
She laughed as she replied, "Boy...get out of here!"
He laughed as he walked out the door, shutting it behind him.
As he strolled down the hall toward the team he thought, "I wish she knew how much I wanted her...I just wish I could find a way to tell her."
Meanwhile down the hall, India continued to put the final touches on the project until 1:30 AM. She glanced at the clock as she thought, "Damn...I need to go home and get some rest before the briefing in the morning."
She quickly grabbed her coat and purse, walking toward the office door. When she reached the door and opened it, she hit the light switch turning off the lights in the office. She slowly strolled toward the elevator as she noticed a janitorial worker, who was whistling as he buffed the floor. He looked at her and waved as the elevator doors finally opened. She stepped into the elevator, turned around and was now facing him smiling as the elevator doors slowly closed. She rode the elevator down the extensive lonely ride, down the fifteen floors, which eventually made it to the main lobby of the building.
As the elevator doors opened, all that was on her mind was how she would began her briefing, memorizing her words, as they continually played over and over again in her over reactive mind. She strolled slowly through the parking garage toward her $150,000 dollar, 2010 Jaguar XJ continuing to recite her words when suddenly she thought about how she hated going home to an empty apartment every night. As she pushed the button on her keys to start her engine, she thought about how she longed for that special someone to come into her life. Suddenly reality stepped in, as she thought about how her career had taken precedence over everything in her life. Thinking aloud to herself she says, "I don't need no man to make me complete...I just need my career...that's it...my career!"
India had a problem, she trusted no one. She promised herself after growing up watching her mother struggle to pay bills or to put food on their table that she would not live like that again. Her father left them several years prior, when India was just two months old, which compelled her mother to bring in all these bizarre men into their home. Her mother depended on these men to help her with any and everything as long as she put out sexually. India's mother was an uneducated woman, only reaching the ninth grade before she ended up dropping out. The drugs, well they just kept her mother from working a steady job. Another thing that bothered India was the fact that her mother was always soaring on some trip that her crack addition carried her on. It was a struggle to fight those uncanny excuses of men, who would purposely wait on her mother to pass out so they could pounce on their intended prey and trying to molest her. She fought most of them off as best as she could, fighting them most of the night as she tried to endure through her torment and keeping herself from getting pregnant by one of these bastards.
One night she was unsuccessful. He mother had passed out on one of her usual drug trips, when her present trick whose name was James came into her bedroom and commenced to beat her, hitting her square in the jar as he shouted, "You little bitch...you've been teasing me for three weeks and now you're gonna give me that pussy!" He beat her for what seemed like hours until she could not move and then forced her down on her bed raping her until the sun came up. When India told her mother about what happened, India's mother immediately pointed the finger at her accusing India for upsetting James and without hesitation kicked her out on the street for three days. This of course made her very reluctant to step into any significant relationship with any man because she felt that all men are all dogs, grabbing and taking whatever they wanted. When her mother refused to believe her when India told her what had transpired, she knew she had to find a way out from going down that same winding road, repeating that horrendous lifestyle. Finally, after three years of anguish and enduring with her immoral excuse of a mother is found unfit to care for India, so she was removed from the home. She then moved to Kansas City to live with her cousin until she finished high school.
India moved on with her life, working for several businesses in the city, going to college in the evenings and earning her degrees through night study, she was able to move on and up in the company to her current position as Senior Marketing Manager for a Fortune 500 company.
After all this, you may be wondering how she became the ruthless sexual call girl vixen that is running the pleasure game in Kansas City. Well, it all started after India's marketing team won that big $250 million dollars contract that she had been working on for several months. The deal was sealed and her team was given a huge bonus which the board of directors recognized her potential and promoted her in the firm. After all, that hard work she decided it was time to relax a little before she set out on her next business endeavor. While she was at the company celebration party, she was there with a few of her colleagues as she looked around, scoping the scene. Suddenly, one of her closest friends, Ursula Ballentine strolled over toward her as she reached out to embrace her saying, "India...Girl...congratulations on your well deserved promotion...I know it must be a great accomplishment for you." "What's next on your agenda...CEO I presume?"
She laughed as she stared at her answering, "You know...that's not a bad idea...I could see that in my future!"
Ursula laughed as she replied, "Girl...I'd say that you're kidding but...somehow with your exceptional work ethic...I believe that you're probably seeking that status for sure!"
Before she could respond, Danika Winfield, another so called friend and colleague strolled over, making her customary sarcastic remarks, "And what's wrong with a little ambition...I like a woman who knows what she wants and goes after it!"
She looked at Danika smiling as she observed her suddenly licking her lips as if she saw something she craved. India grinned slightly as she responded, "Well...I believe that we should always work for what we want." "We should strive to break those glass ceilings that are set out there for women."
Quickly, Marc Davis, one of India's administrative assistants, who was standing a few feet away from the women, responded as he began walking over toward the women. "I totally agree...women have been held back by our male dominated society for much too long...I think it's great that we have strong educated women who are willing to strive for their fair share of the wealth...especially well educated black women!"
Everyone clapped their hands and shouted in agreement with Marc's statement as India glanced at him, tilting her glass toward him.
Too bad everyone doesn't agree with that statement...if everyone did than we'd see more of it," commented Ursula "This society is still trying to deal with having a African-American President...let alone deal with women making equal salaries as men."
As the conversation continued to go on, India slowly glanced around to her left when suddenly he caught her eye. He was a pleasant well-groomed chocolate brother that was wearing his brown Armani two-piece suit as if he was some movie mogul. He was baldheaded and she could tell by his physique that he had his work out on a regular. Puzzled, she stared at him as she tried to remember if she had seen him before. She knew he was not in the earlier briefing session because she would have remembered this handsome morsel. She licked her lips slightly, trying not to alert anyone who may have been watching her as she quickly took a sip of her drink, when suddenly Ursula poked her on her arm and said, "Girl...do you see that fine sexy brother over there...look...the one over there by the bar?"
India quickly took another sip of her drink as she tried to act as if she had not noticed him.
"Where girl...who are you talking about?"
"That guy...the one standing next to Mr. Bluefield...that sexy chocolate brother!"
India glanced at him as if she was not interested as she replied, "Yeah...he's a nice looking guy...so what?"
Ursula looked at her dumbfounded as she replied, "You should go over there and say something to him."
India frowned at her as she replied, "Girl...are you crazy...I don't know him...besides I just don't have time to be getting into no relationship right now."
Ursula glared at her with this "I can't believe you" expression as she replied, "Girl...are YOU crazy...when was the last time you had a man in your bed to brake you off?"
India gazed at her with a silly expression as she hunched her shoulders up indicating that she did not know when she had last experienced such an encounter.
Ursula laughed as she replied, "Girl...I admire the work you do for this company, but you need to relax sometimes and get your freak on!"
She looked at Ursula as she responded, "Ursula...I'd love to but most men want more that I'm willing to give right now...I'd love to have some great sex with someone who could understand that's all I want." "What man would want or understand that from a woman unless he labels her a whore?" "I just don't want to be labeled with that distinction!"
As they continued to watch him, India thought, "If I could just fuck him and move on that would be just perfect, but if I did that...I'd be labeled a whore!" "I need to come up with some way to get my freak on without a commitment!" "Let me think about this..."
She stared at Ursula and said, "I guess it wouldn't do me any harm in going over and introducing myself to him huh?"
Ursula laughed as she grabbed India's hand and said, "Now you're talking...let's go introduce ourselves!"
She quickly finished her drink and set the glass on the table as they began to adjust their dresses walking toward the bar. As they both strolled toward this man India glanced over at Ursula as she noticed she was smiling from ear to ear. She looked back at him and suddenly it dawned on her as she realized that she had seen him before. She knew him and she did not want him to see her in this place, so she had to come up with a quick excuse. She intentionally stumped her foot on a nearby table and said, "Oh...Ursula...I got to sit down...oh...it hurts!"
Ursula, looking concerned as she asked, "Girl...is everything alright...let me help you!'
She looked at her with water in her eyes as she replied, "No Girl...I'm fine...I just need to get to the ladies room...you go on over and introduce yourself...I'll come and join you in a few minutes okay?"
She looked at her mystified as she replied, "Are you sure...I can go with you to the...!"
Immediately India interrupted her, "No Ursula...don't be ridiculous...go on...I'll catch up with you...just go okay!"
Ursula looked disenchanted as she replied, "Damn India...you're the one whose suppose to be meeting him...not me!"
She laughed and then frowned as she answered, "Girl I know...just go over and introduce yourself...I'll be fine...please...okay!"
Finally, Ursula got the message as she slowly backed away. However, before she turned to go she responded, "India...I hope you come over and meet this man...you really need some balance in your life!"
She quickly turned around and strolled over toward him. India watched her as she sauntered over to meet him. As soon as she saw her chatting with him, she quickly limped in the direction of the ladies room. After she got into the ladies room, she casually strolled over toward the large picturesque mirror, staring at herself. As she gazed at her reflection, she knew she did not want to see this person. She remembered him from one of her secret rendezvous as she took out a couple of Prozac antidepressant pills from her purse. As she was about to take the pills, suddenly Danika stepped out of the stall flushing the toilet and strolled over toward her direction. She glanced over and noticed India as she watched her swallow the pills and said, "So...you got a headache huh," trying to find out what she was taking. India being quick on her feet answered, "Yeah...it was a long day today...than this ridiculous party...I just need to get a little relaxation."
Danika continues to slowly saunter toward India, trying to look as sensuous as possible, as she watched her reflection in the mirror. Soon she was behind her lending on her bodacious ass, slowly putting her hands on her shoulders as she replied, "Maybe you just need a little massage therapy...you know I can really help you with that...if you want?"
India smiled as she looked at her in the mirror and said, "Danika...are you trying to make a pass at me girl?"
Danika looked at her in the mirror as she replied, "That's not such a bad thing is it...after all you're a very attractive woman and I'd love to break you off."
As soon as India heard those words, she immediately turned around and looked straight into her eyes. She then said, "This is not the time or the place for this...maybe you should go and cool off somewhere huh?"
Danika grinned as she began to back off looking at her as she said, "You know...you really need to loosen up...this not getting laid shit is going to your pretty little head."
With that, she turned around and strolled over toward the bathroom door. As soon as she opened it, Ursula quickly strolled in. She glanced at Danika as she noticed that she was pissed off and then she looked at India. She quickly strolled over toward India as she waited for Danika to leave the bathroom. As soon as she left Ursula asked, "Is everything alright...did I interrupt something?"
India quickly answered, "Naw girl...I was just about to come and find you." "How'd it go with...what's his name?"
"Oh...Bruce...Bruce Michaels...he's with Burris and Jenkins Marketing Firm in Southport." "He was invited to attend our party by our CEO, Mr. Bluefield." "He seems to be a very nice guy and I think you would have liked him!"
India looked at her as she responded, "That's good...I'm glad you introduced yourself to him." "So where is he now?"
Ursula looked at her amazed and then she answered, "Oh yeah... he had to leave...he said something about a late appointment, which I thought was odd."
As soon as she said, that India's cell phone began to beep, receiving a text message.
She gazed at Ursula as if she did not notice, as Ursula said, "Well aren't you going to see who the message is from?"
India laughed as she replied, "Oohhh yeah girl...let me...uhh...take a look."
She glanced at the message and it read, "Need to see you tonight...I need you to break me off the way you always do!"
"Let's meet at 9:00 PM at our usual place!"
India smiled as she closed her phone putting it back in her purse. Ursula stared at her astonished and said, "Damn...you act like you just got a booty call or something!"
India immediately answered, "Naw girl...that was just my cousin congratulating me on my promotion...I'm just glad that I got a cousin who cares...that's all."
As Ursula began to walk out the bathroom India looked at her as she thought, "If she only knew the truth...she'd be flabbergasted!" "You know...I need to watch her because she's becoming a little too nosey for me!"
It's was now 9:00 PM as India drove up to her scheduled rendezvous. As she parked her car in the V.I.P. parking section, she looked around until she finally spotted him.
"There he is...," she thought as she slowly got out of her car and leisurely made her approached toward him. As she approached him, many of the men in the line to the entrance of the club were gazing at her gorgeousness as she strolled toward the front of the line. She was trying to camouflage her excitement with a smile, and suppress the butterflies flying crazy in her stomach as she made her way toward the front. She was looking so fly, as she sauntered toward him as if she was a celebrity on the red carpet. She was wearing an extremely tight pair of black jeans that hugged every curve with an incredibly sexy navy blue lace blouse that held her large breasts firmly intact. He soft leather jacket made her ensemble seamless and her hair was flawless. When she finally reached him, she spoke to him in a low sensuous tone, "Hey you...I say you're looking mighty debonair tonight."
He smiled back and gave her an extremely passionate hug, pressing himself against her exceedingly firm, trying to feel her luscious breasts.
"You're so fine, girl," he whispered in her ear, breathing heavily as to torture her even more. Times like this she took advantage of and loved about her lifestyle considering her always-busy schedule. She knew what she needed to do and did not have much time to pull off her master plan, as she glanced at him as if he was luxurious property.
She let him enter the nightclub first, allowing him to mingle and be acquainted with the rest of the patrons in the club. After about twenty minutes, she walked into the club; she could see him dancing with another female, who was extremely attractive. She had long black hair and sexy long legs as India stood and watched them dance and teased each other. Finally, she slowly sauntered up behind him, grabbing his waist with one hand and starting to grind on him. He pushed his ass up against her already moist pussy as he continued to face the other girl. She began to rub his hips as they danced and then she moved her hands up his sides, up his muscular arms, to his stalwart neck. She started to blow on the back of his neck, and then she slowly began to kiss it.
Meanwhile, her hands were now exploring his chest, than his stomach, as she brushed the tip of his dick, which he hurriedly turned around to see who was seducing him. Acting surprised, he smiled when he saw it is India as she gently bit his bottom lip, then licked his upper lip. The other woman suddenly stopped dancing as she stood there now staring as India who was now dominating him. India continued to tease him with her tongue, just barely slipping it into his mouth, than she moved her tongue to his neck again, kissing him everywhere. She felt that his skin was extremely soft as he brought his neck down toward her as she nibbled on his ear whispering in his ear, "Did you miss me?"
He moaned with delight, nodding his head in the affirmative.
With that, she immediately moved his head to his other side as she stuck her tongue in his other ear and whispered, "I want you."This made him excited because he pulled her really close to him, filling her mouth with his tongue. When he did that the other girl just walked off the dance floor with a pissed off expression on her face. India did not care about her as she felt a chill ran through her body as she felt her pussy get instantly moist. He turned her around with her back towards him, as they were still grinding. She immediately felt his dick up against her ass as she reached back to rub it. His continued kissing her neck as she slowly leaned forward so he could continue down her back. She pushed his dick even harder into her, not caring that they were still on the dance floor. She gradually moved back toward him as his hands were now making their way up her side and into her navy blue lace blouse. It was open back with just two strings holding it on. She turned toward him so no one can see as his hands went up the front of her shirt, as there were many people around. He began to kiss her neck, than her shoulders as he moved down and began licking her nipples that were still in her blouse. He began rubbing her ass as he lowered his head to her waist. They continued to dance as she pushed her punany into his shoulder. He started to kiss her belly button, around her belly ring, sticking his tongue in her belly button. She could not help herself as she cried out, "Ooohhhh yeah baby...do it!"
Forgetting there were people all around, he moved lower and began licking the outside of her sex. Her skintight black jeans were still on but they are so thin she could still feel his tongue. She quickly moved her hips back in forth in front of his face as he gripped her waist then moved his hands over her ass.
She looked at him and said, "We'd better take this feeling somewhere else before we get thrown out of this club!"
He laughed as he said to her, "Why...I'm the owner of this club...remember!"
She just smiled at him as he began licking her again. She looked up at him with a bewildered expression as she could not believe he was going this far, but she did not want him to stop. She just put her leg over his shoulder as he pushed her grouch onto his face. He knew she loved to be teased so he begin to act like he was bringing her pants down as he went to town on her pussy. She moved her head back in the sheer enjoyment of it all as the people on the dance floor could not believe what was going on. She noticed a few people were looking at them as they continued to dance but she could tell they were the center of their attention. She pleaded with him to go in one of the V.I.P. rooms to break her off but he just would not listen. At first, she tried to resist him but soon his tongue got the best of her as she started to move her pussy back and forth for him.
Soon she found herself wishing his throbbing hard shaft was inside her as he slowly moved back up her body, rubbing her everywhere giving her little kisses, all over. Suddenly she began to start trembling inside as she thought, "I want him so bad."
He made it to her lips as she pushed her tongue deep into his mouth. She kissed him as if she never had before, as she wanted him to know she loved how he teased and pleasured her.She begin to rub his neck as they kissed some more. She moved her hands down to his ass as she kissed his neck and then his chest, then his stomach; she lifted his shirt and rubbed her finger along the top of his slacks as she unzipped them, and then she look up at him. He looked at her with an "I darn you" expression as she smiled and pulled the zipper down with her teeth. India pushed up against Bruce hard and moved her hand into his pants. As she soon found out, he was hard as a rock. She smiled as she began to caress it; pulling it up to the top of his underwear. The head was peeking out the top as she began to lick the head as it swelled. Suddenly he guided India to the corner of the club just a few feet from the dance floor. As soon as they stopped he put his hands on her head as she pushed his underwear down a little more, then a little more, suddenly she had his whole throbbing hard dick in her mouth.
"I can only imagine what these people around us are thinking right now," she thought as she went right to work licking his shaft up and down, pushing it in and out. She looked up at him with this sensuous expression as he closed his eyes and dropped his head down towards her.
As she continued to serve him, it must have gotten good because he begin to rub her shoulders and gently pushing her head harder on his dick. When he did that, she gagged just a little, as she found out how hard it was to put his dick in all the way in her mouth. She closed her eyes as she felt him staring at her. After a few minutes, she looked up at him as he blew her a kiss. This just turned her on even more as she moved back up his body, kissing everything she touched. Her hands slid up the back of his now sweaty shirt. His hands are on her ass, as his fingers make their way in the back of her pants.
The more she moved up his body, the more her pants came down. Without any care of where they were, Bruce continued to make his way down India's body, kissing her hips, then her belly button, then her inner thighs. Her pants were down to the bottom of her ass as the whole club was witnessing the entire scene. Her sexy red thong was now glowing in the dark as the lights from the dance floor reflected them well. Quickly, he slid her panties over with his tongue as a flush of heat moved over her entire body. Bruce looked up at her as his tongue entered her waiting pussy. With skill and precision, he stroked his tongue carefully over her clit as she shoved her body as close to him as she could. With his hands on her ass, her pants just fell down to her ankles as she commenced to grind his face.
After a few minutes, India stepped out of her pants, standing there with only her thong and blouse. She looked at him as she put her leg up on his shoulder allowing him to move deeper inside her. As she allowed him to serve her in the crowded club, she felt his fingers on her hips, then her panty line as he slid his finger in the other side of her panties. Suddenly, India felt strange as she remembered where she was as she glanced around the room. People were staring at them as another couple standing a few feet away from them, were rubbing each other everywhere; the man was kissing his girlfriend as she was looking over her shoulder at them. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around Bruce's neck as she jumped to wrap her legs around his waist. Grabbing her making sure she did not fall, he held her up as she pulled his dick out of his pants. He immediately pushed her away from his body and she pushed her pussy on his dick. Wet as she was he did not have any problem gliding in easy. They held each other tight as they grinded each other into pure ecstasy. She could not stop kissing him as he pulled her ass apart, opening her pussy even farther for him. She held on tight as he walked her over to the nearest booth. He sat her on the table as she moved her pussy to the edge of the table. All India could do was to lay back and enjoy every moment and every inch as he pumped her harder, and harder. India's juices were running down his throbbing hard shaft as he gazed in her eyes. Suddenly, she sat up and wrap her legs back around him as he grinded his shaft deeper, pushing down on it, as hard as I could. As his dick went deeper, he found her G-spot as she began to moan loudly, "Oh fuck, yeah, fuck me!"
She looked over his shoulder as she bit down on it with everyone in the club staring at them. They are all enjoying themselves. That other couple is on the floor, fucking the shit out of each other. It seems as if they encouraged the whole club as she pushed harder on his dick. Deeper, deeper, she went as he rolled her over on to her stomach.
His dick still penetrated, she spread her ass apart as she moaned, "Come on, baby...do it...drive me wild...fuck me, baby...fuck me!"
He slid his dick in and out, teasing the fuck out of her as she pushed harder against him. She could feel his dick getting bigger, and bigger. Then she felt a hot sensation as an eruption of hot lava came rushing into her hot wet box. She immediately felt her orgasm starting to take control of her as her legs began to tremble. She could hardly stay still as her electrifying orgasm sent shock wave after shock wave through her body, making her quiver out of control. She did not care about nothing as she moaned to the top of her lungs, enjoying her ecstasy. Just the thought makes her moan as she continued to slide his dick back and forth inside her until she felt another warm sensation taking control. This made her begin to squirm, as she could not take it anymore as she touched herself, rubbing her titties, as she brought him down for a kiss.
"Oh baby...I can't get enough of your dick," she whispered, as the crowd began to clap around them, It was like she had just finish a Broadway production as they stood up and began to get dressed.
After they got dressed, Randy strolled over to her, passionately French kissing her. He slowly and carefully slipped a white envelope containing $1000.00 dollars into her bag as she moaned slightly. After the kiss she looked at him and said, "Same time next time...call me when you ready okay baby?"
He watched her as she sauntered out of the club as he thought, "Damn...she's definitely a freak!"
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The next day at the office, India was strolling down the hall when Ursula who was standing next to the coffee station, immediately came rushing over toward her. She tried to stop India as she continued to saunter toward her office.
"Hey...India what's up girl?"
"Nothing...what's going on with you Ursula?"
"Girl...I was about to go into the club last night when I heard that the owner...dig this...was having sex in the middle of the club with some trick." "Ain't that some freaky shit?"
When India heard her statement, she immediately started asking questions.
"Are you serious...did they see who it was girl?"
"Naw...I heard it was some white couple...they couldn't wait to get their hot asses home to do that...the female must have been some freak to let a men do her in public in that club!"
India sighed in relief as she opened her office door and strolled in. Ursula walked in behind her and immediately went to the guest chair and sat down.
"So girl...have you gave it some thought?"
"Ursula...what are you talking about?"
"You know...you need to find somebody to kick it with...you know...it's time you had someone you can relax and you know travel to see the world with."
India sat down behind her desk, turning on her computer as she replied, "Why are you always insisting that I need a man...girl I'm doing just fine the way things are!"
"But are you happy India?" "That's all I want to know girl!"
"I'm happy and content...there's no law that says that a woman has to be with a man to be happy!"
Ursula frowned as she replied, "I hope you really don't believe that India." "Well...I don't believe that a woman should just move up the corporate ladder and don't get her freak on either!"
India looked at her as she asked, "So Ursula how much dick have you been getting lately?"
She looked at India with this ridiculous expression on her face as she sat there thinking, than she responded, "Well...it's been a minute...but girl...you know what I mean!" "It just ain't right for us to be making this kind of paper and can't find somebody to kick it with!"
"You're probably right but I'm happy with the way things are with my life." "Listen...if you like we can go out tonight okay!"
Ursula looked surprised as she replied, "You wanna go out tonight...its Friday night you know!"
India laughed as she said, "Yeah...and what's that suppose to mean?" "I said I'll go out with you okay?" "Now get out of here so I can get to work."
"Okay girl...we'll go to dinner than to the club for drinks...you won't regret this...I promise!"
India smiled as she thought, "I'll go but if I get a call...then it's on!"
Ursula got up and strolled toward the door, "I'll meet you at Delmonico's for dinner at 7:00 PM, okay?"
"Cool."
Just as she was walking out the door, Marc was coming toward the office. He spoke to Ursula as she continued to stroll out the door. He walked in with some documents as he said, "Well...she looks pretty happy...what'd she do...get a raise?"
India looked up at him and laughed as she replied, "Naw Marc...she'd just happy because I told her that we'd have a ladies night tonight!"
He looked amazed as he answered, "You're going out tonight...are you feeling alright?"
She frowned as she answered, "What do you mean...is it so obvious that I don't go out a lot?"
He looked at her with a ridiculous expression on his face as he replied, "No...it's not that...it's just that you hardly ever go out and I think it's wonderful that you're taking a break."
She stood up as she walked toward the window and replied, "I think after this last project...I need a little break...after this weekend its back on to the next project!"
He looked at her as he placed the papers on her desk and said, "I agree with you." "So...where are you two going tonight?"
She looked at him with a humorless expression as she replied, "Hey, Marc...what did you come to see me about?"
He looked at her disenchanted as he replied, "Well...I have the Jamison Contract that needs your approval and..."
Before he could finish his sentence the intercom buzzed, "What is it Sharon?"
"Mr. Bluefield needs to see you as soon as possible." "He said it was urgent!"
"Okay, Sharon...thanks!" "Marc, I need to go up to executive suite...please don't take this personal, but I'm a very private person and I just don't like to discuss my personal business with everyone." "You understand right?"
"Yeah...but I thought we were more than just co-workers."
When India heard this she was stunned, "What do you mean Marc...I don't understand."
"Well, India...I know you have to go but I'd like to have an opportunity to explain what I mean."
She began to walk toward the door as she replied, "Marc...I can't believe what I'm hearing here." "I think you'd better go and think about what you just said." "Be glad that I don't use this as a sexual harassment complaint."
"Hey, India...that's not what I was saying...you took this all wrong..."
She gazed at him as she pointed toward the door. He quickly strolled toward the door as she followed behind him at a safe distance. He turned and looked at her once more before he walked out the door and down the hall. She walked out the door walking toward the elevator as she thought, "What was Marc thinking...I can't have him trying to get close to me...I don't want anybody to know what I'm doing so I got to play it this way." "I wonder why Mr. Bluefield wants to see me...maybe he has a huge project he needs our team to do." "Well...I guess I'll find out soon enough."
As she reached the elevators, she pushed the button for the penthouse floor. As she stood there, waiting for the elevator Danika walked up to her and stood by her waiting for the elevator as well.
Danika gazed at her as she said, "You're going up to see the Mr. Bluefield, huh?"
India smiled as she replied, "Yeah...he requested that I come up for an assignment...are you going up as well?"
Danika replied, "Uhh...yeah...he requested that I come up too."
They both looked at each other and in unison said, "I wonder what he wants!"
They both laughed as the elevator door finally opens and they both stepped in. As the elevator doors shut, India realizes that she and Danika were the only ones on the elevator. India did not want to glance at her because she could tell that Danika was gazing at her body. Using her peripheral vision, India could see Danika watching her as she was licking her lips. For quite some time she knew that, Danika was attracted to her. Danika would say certain things to her but she would just play it off. Danika is an extremely attractive woman who sported a short sexy Halle Berry cut and she stood about 5'2." She had a body like a video girl and she kept it up with a healthy diet and plenty of exercise. If she had to have any flaws, it was her strong appetite for the ladies. But if you had to gauge her sexual activities, it would have be said, that she got more pussy then most men. She was good at her game and she knew she could eat pussy with the best of them. Her goal was to get India and with her relentless ego and never quit demeanor, she was determined to get her prize.
Finally, the elevator stopped on the penthouse floor, which was where the CEO and the Board of Directors hung their hats. If you were summoned to come up to that floor, you were either being promoted or you were being canned. As they strolled off the elevator, they looked around at all the amenities on the floor. It was like walking into a completely different building as they observed the large coffee stations and the full kitchen area. The floor was equipped with a lounge for the board to relax and there was a private theater as well. Finally, they reached the Executive Secretary's desk as they were about to announce their names she quickly replied, "Welcome, Ms. Wynn and Ms. Winfield...Mr. Bluefield is expecting you." "Please come with me to the executive board room." "You're to wait there until Mr. Bluefield comes in to greet you."
As they continued, following the executive secretary down the hall, they noticed that every office on that floor was four times the size of their offices on their floor. Danika was use to a cubicle and India had an office with a door but it was the size of two walk in closets. After they entered the grand boardroom, it was like stepping into a delusion. India always marveled on the idea of being a member of the board and recently promoted to manager; it would be a matter of time before she reached her goal. As they sat down on the plush couch in the waiting area she thought, "Now this is what I'm working for...and I'm gonna get it!"
After waiting for at least twenty minutes, it seemed like Mr. Bluefield was going to cancel, when finally a tall handsome chocolate man sporting dreadlocks walked into the boardroom and strolled over toward them. He greeted them, smiling and showing his extremely pearly white teeth as he stuck his hand out toward India, "First of all...let me apologize for your inconvenience...Mr. Bluefield had to fly out to an extremely important meeting and he asked me to come and greet you." "I'm sorry."Where are my manners?" "My name is Travis...Travis St Croix and I'm one of Mr. Bluefield's personal assistants." "He has a very special project that he would like for me to spearhead and I am in the process of choosing my staff...if you are interested?"
India glanced at Danika as they noticed his strong Rasta accent and then back at Travis as she replied, "What type of special project are you talking about?"
Danika immediately spoke up, "Yeah...how are we gonna give an answer to something if we don't know all the details?"
Travis laughed as he gestured for everyone to take a seat, "Okay...let me explain, but this is an extremely confidential project that must not be discussed with anyone outside this room...do you understand?"
India was now getting uneasy as she glanced at Danika and then back at him nodding her head in the affirmative. Danika gazed at him and then she nodded her head in the affirmative as well.
"Alright then...explain what it is you're asking us to do!"
"Uhh...uhh...uhh...you ladies must first sign these statements of agreement before I go on!"
Danika frowned as she stood up and said, "Look Mr. St. Cross...St. Christopher or whatever your name is...what's this...some kind of con...why all the secrets?"
He looked at her as he smiled and said, "Hey...calm down Ms. Winfield...please relax...the contracts are just a formality to protect you and the company."
Danika replied, "Protect us from what?"
India slowly stood up, as she looked him dead in his face and replied, "What is it you really want Mr. St. Croix...let's just cut to the chase and tell us what you really want us to do?"
He sighed as he put the pen down on the table and said, "Okay...bottom line up front...this corporation has an extremely stalwart interest in the Bahamas' marketplace and would benefit greatly if it could broaden its presence there." "What this assignment entails is going down to the Bahamas and sort of become friendly with the corporate business venues there to secure more contracts and of course, more revenue for the corporation."
Danika immediately replied, "So whatcha really saying is you want us to go down and be whores for the company is that it?"
He smiled as he raised both his arms up in the air, "Well...yeah!" "Is that such a bad thing?" "Everyone stands to gain an enormously large amount of money from this deal!" "I'm talking millions here!" "So what if you give away a little trim here and there...that's the game!"
India quickly replied, "So, Mr. St. Croix you want to pimp us out, huh...how'd you choose us...how'd you come to the conclusion that we're the ones suited for this little bullshit assignment?"
Danika quickly responded, "What'd we look like...a couple of two bit whores?"
"No...of course not...you were chosen simply because you two have the highest new client percentages in the entire corporation ...especially you Ms. Wynn with your recent undertaking, gaining us the Sukiyaki account."
Danika immediately interrupted, "So how'd you come to select me?" "My numbers haven't been as high as India's?"
He sighed as he looked up slowly at her, "Well Ms. Winfield...we've received some allegations about you and your appetite for...let's just say you love to lick the slit!"
Now furious, Danika immediately responded, "WHAT...whatcha suggesting here?"
"Ladies please...sit." "Ms. Winfield what you do sexually is definitely none of my business, but when you are soliciting employees from this corporation for your personal pleasures in your bedroom then it becomes the corporation's concern." "Now...you see what we are prepared to do is look the other way on this matter if you'll agree to assist Ms. Wynn on this project." "Everyone will benefit financially and the corporation will expand its interest."
India glanced at Danika than she gazed at Mr. St. Croix, "So since you're blackmailing Danika...what is it you have on me?"
He smiled as he replied, "Let's just say you come highly recommended by a Mr. Bruce Michaels...I'm sure you have some history together."
Danika looked surprised as she noticed that India looked astonished. India thought about the statement that came out of his mouth as she thought about how unsecure her game became at that moment. She looked at the document as she picked it up to read it. After spending several minutes reading it, she finally picked up the pen from the table to sign the document.
Before she could sign it, Mr. St. Croix put his hand on hers stopping her, "Ms. Wynn, If you sign these papers, you are agreeing to assist this corporation and the corporation is agreeing to keep your secrets and your job secure. Keep in mind...all the money you make on this assignment is yours to do with whatever you wish." "As far as your travel and living expenses are concerned...the corporation is providing you with a blank check...we just want you to get us the deal doing WHATEVER IT TAKES!" "Do you understand?"
India glanced over toward Danika, "Well...I guess we're going to the Caribbean huh Danika?"
Danika smiled as she replied, "Yeah...I always wanted to spend some time down there anyway...when we depart?"
"Next Tuesday...I'll make all the arrangements, but I ask you to please do not disclose this project to anyone." "We'll brief your team that you are on special assignment." "No one must know the reality of this project." "If you would...please sign the agreement...I'll get the ball rolling."
They took the pens, signed the documents and handed them to Mr. St. Croix.
He stood up as he gathered the documents, placing them in a folder.
"I'll be your contact while you're in Nassau." "You'll report directly to me on all matters concerning this project." If you need anything...anything at all just let me know." "Remember...the objective is to get the Bahamas corporations and to enjoy a little sun and beach in the Caribbean." "You'll attend many parties and spread your presence around the island. This will catch the attention of the corporation heads and then you can persuade them to use our corporation to promote them." "If everything goes according to plan we should be able to complete this project in say three months!"
India stared at him as she replied, "Three months...to get the whole country?"
"Once you get the major three industries...the rest will follow...we should be able to master this!" "Again...you're the best in the business and I believe in you so...it will be done!"
He stood up stretching his hand out toward them to shake their hands. They stood up and shook his hand as they all strolled toward the door. He turned around and said softly, "Remember...this is confidential...I'll be in touch!"
As they strolled out the boardroom and over toward the elevators, India thought, "What just happened in there?" "What am I getting myself into?"
As they both stepped on the elevator, Danika immediately said, "So...you got some skeletons in your closet huh?" "I wonder what you've been doing Ms. Goodie two shoes?"
India looked at her with a fuming expression as she replied, "I don't know what he's talking about...I just wanted to go to the Caribbean on the company's dime...that's all!"
Danika laughed, "Girl...who you think you're fooling...nobody but yourself!" "I know one thing...you gonna give me some of that cat before you get back from the Bahamas...trust me on that shit!"
India looked at her and grinned as she thought, "This bitch is relentless...but the thought of being intimate with her wasn't such a bad idea...just one I hadn't thought about before...will see if she can convince me to do that shit."
India looked at her as she replied, "What makes you think that I want to sleep with you?"
Danika laughed as she walked up and stood to inches from her face, "Because no woman can resist me."
India just stared at Danika's lips as she watched her seductively lick them. She looked up as she noticed that the elevator was getting close to the designated floor. Just as the doors were, about to open India stepped back as Danika just stood there and smiled. It was as if she felt she was the victor in this sexual battle. The elevator reached their floor and India and Danika got off, walking their separate ways. As India strolled back to her office, out of nowhere came Ursula.
"Girl...I heard you were summoned to see Mr. Bluefield...what did he want?"
She just smiled as she continued to stroll over toward the break area to get a glass of water.
As she poured the water into her glass she answered, "Well he asked me and Danika Winfield to work on a special assignment."
"A special assignment...what type of assignment?"
"Hey...wait a minute...you're gonna be working with that bitch Danika Winfield?"
India picked up her glass, took a sip, and then replied, "What's wrong with Danika?"
Ursula gazed at India with a "You know what I'm talking about," expression as she replied, "Girl...you know she's a lesbian." "She'll try to get you in her bed if you're not careful!"
India laughed as she responded, "Has she ever tried to get you in her bed Ursula?"
Ursula looked at her with a harebrained expression as she replied, "Well...no but that doesn't mean she ain't no lesbian!"
India looked at her as she replied, "You shouldn't judge anybody girl, especially if you don't know their situation." "Even if she is a lesbian...that's her business right?"
Ursula looked at India as she replied, "Yeah...you're right...but if I were you I'd be careful around her...just in case."
India smiled as she rushed her out of the break area. As they walked back toward Ursula's cubicle India said, "If you don't want your skeletons to be exposed then you should not expose other people's skeletons."
Ursula sighed as she thought, "Why is she protecting her all of a sudden?" "Maybe there's more to this then she's letting on!"
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Later that evening, India and Ursula had a quiet dinner and cocktails. They then headed over to their favorite grown and sexy club, Club Emporium. It was around midnight, so the club was almost at capacity as they tried to mingle around the standing room only crowd. This club was exclusive with three levels, each with a D.J. spinning your choice of R&B, Hip Hop or of course, old school jams from the seventies to the present. Ursula had made reservations for the V.I.P. section earlier that day, so everyone had a place to sit and watch the dance floor. Finally making it into the club, they moved directly to the bar and ordered an exorbitantly priced Long Island Ice Tea. It was after this India scanned her surroundings, slowly letting her eyes drift over the occupants of the club. Her eyes stopped at the far left end of the bar where a tall attractive man stood, Crown Royal in hand, watching the dancing. His dark features made him almost intimidating in the dimly lit room as she observed him as he watched the dancers, slowly sipping his whiskey. Motioning to the bartender, she ordered another Long Island Ice Tea and slipped through the crowd to get a better viewing position. Ursula looked around and noticed that India was gone so she stood up to try to find her. While she was searching for her friend a medium build brother stopped her and starting conversing with her. Of course, she was trying to explain that she was looking for her friend and soon they were engaged in a deep conversation.
In the mean time, finding a table off to the side of her prey, India sat down, kicking another chair out from the table for her feet. Sitting there, she sipped her Long Island Ice Tea, and watched him. She sat there, half listening to the throbbing beat of the music, her fingers idly tangling in her hair. He barely moved, and she was sure that he was not really watching the dancers at all; in fact, to her it seemed that he was not really watching anything. She shrugged and proceeded to thoroughly explore him and admire his aesthetic beauty. Dark slacks complimented a white Stacy Adams shirt, and his shoes, which were a nice compliment to his pants. She noticed that one of his ears is pierced, but she could not observe the other one. He began to turn to the bartender and she calmly turned away as if she had not been staring, trying to devour him with her eyes. She scanned over the room, trying to make sure that Ursula was not looking for her, and then turned slowly back to where he had been standing but he was gone! She sighed, sipped her drink, and turned her attention to the sensuous movement of the dancers under the colored lights.
As she had made up her mind to go back to where Ursula was sitting, out of nowhere came this deep silky voice, "Do you mind if I sit here?"
She looked back at him as his breathe was teasing her ear. She was so startled that she almost choked on her drink. Coughing a bit, she swallowed hard and looked back at him again.
"No...Not at all," her words were still slightly choked.
"I didn't think you would, not after the way you've been watching me since you sat here."
She looked at him, his dark gaze meeting hers, teasing her.She blushed. "How'd you know," she asked her voice raspy, sexy.He smiled, "I used my peripheral vision," pointing at the corner of his left eye.
He smiled ensuring she got a glimpse of his clean pearly whites.
She did not know what to say, he had caught her and now the object of her perusal was sitting no more than three feet from her. So silently, she looked him over yet again, admiring the austere fineness of his features, and noticing that both of his ears were pierced.. He stared right back, enjoying the mutual checking out, taking in her full lips, cute nose, and hazel eyes. Slowly it happened, as she had known it would, his gaze drifted to her cleavage and the first signs of a smile appeared.
"I'm India," she said, drawing his attention back to her face, "I see you've already met the twins."
She raised an eyebrow and smiled sardonically at him. He laughed then, not an annoyed laugh or grunt, but a truly amused laugh. She dropped any sign of being pissed, and smiled openly, his laughter making her feel more flirtatious. When he stopped laughing he was still smiling, a slightly mischievous grin that seemed to light up his face.
"Miles," he said, sipping his whiskey.
They slipped back into silence, watching the play of the strobe lights on the dance floor. Moments later a song that she could not bear to sit still too began to play. The beat intoxicated her, bringing her to her feet. Snoop Dogg's "I Wanna Rock," pounded through the speakers, and without even asking if he wanted to dance, she moved to the dance floor. In a relatively empty spot, she caught the beat, riding it with her body. She moved sinuously with the music, caressing each note with her movements. She closed her eyes, aware, without seeing, of her surroundings. The song changed, the beat flowed, and the music burned in her blood. Smiling brightly she continued to dance with exuberance, song after song until the sweat soaked her hair. Out of breath, she returned to her table to find a fresh drink. She sipped it slowly, savoring it, thanking him with her eyes.
"I would have joined you but I only do R&B." His voice slid across her skin like silk.
"It's alright; you just would've held me down anyways," she winked at him and held the cool glass against the front of her chest, letting the condensation cool her skin.
Their eyes met across the table, his intense gaze searing her skin. It followed the trail of condensation to where it disappeared deep in the valley of her breasts.
"Oh...I'll hold you down alright," he murmured, "but I may never let you back up again."
She did not hear him, her body still throbbing from the music. She watched the lights dance on the floor and her mind danced with them. Raising her drink to her lips, she glanced at Miles, smiling slightly as she took another drink. Her eyes glowed when she looked at him, looking like emeralds in the dim light, the silvery eye shadow she wore brightening them. His eyes wandered over her body, admiring her frankly, just as she had him. Setting down her Long Island Ice Tea, she moved a bit closer, her fingers trailing casually over the back of his hand, waiting for his reaction. He turned his palm up, and she let her fingers draw a lazy circle in his palm before leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss on his wrist. Looking up at him, his eyes darkened with desire, she almost shivered. He was so large, so incredibly gorgeous, and if she was right, he wanted her at least half as much as she wanted him.
"So are you seeing anyone," she asked, her voice slightly hesitant, not wanting to break the enchantment that seemed to be interlacing around him.
"Wait, are you...married," he asked.
"No...never been married and no boyfriend."
He looked at her now, appraising her, wondering if maybe he should stay away. A woman like her, if she was as promiscuous as she sounded, could have something he did not need.
"Don't worry...I'm not a lesbian," she said, as if reading his mind. He smiled as he stood, offering his hand. She smiled as she took it as she stood, and smoothed her pants. He led her to the south exit of the club. She followed him stepping outside. She shivered and realized she had left her jacket.
"Wait...I left my jacket," she said softly, looking up at him. "Would you mind waiting for just a moment while I get it?"
"No, please go get it."
She ran back inside to the table where she was sitting, grabbed he jacket and walked back outside, ready to go.
When she returned, he looked at her with an extremely sensuous smile and said, "Ready?"
She smiled as she replied, "I'm ready for whatever baby." Walking side by side, he adjusted his stride so it fit hers as best he could manage. She was content to follow him wherever he led her so he led her to a nearby park. They walked down the pathway to a small wooden building, which stood just off to the side of the road.
"Here," she whispered her voice breathy in the silence.
Without a word, he pulled her towards him, bending to kiss her. He backed her up against the wall, his hand slipping inside her jacket to cup her breast. Her hands immediately were sliding up under his shirt, settling against his warm skin. Her manicured nails dragged along his skin, as his tongue slipped between her lips, tangling with her own to explore her. He tasted like beer, his complete maleness driving her to almost madness. She kissed him boldly, letting her hands drop to his hips, her fingers dipping into his waistband as she pressed herself closer to him. His lips slid from hers down to her neck, softly caressing the sensitive skin there. The contrast of his warm lips and the cold wind was a complete turn on and she moaned. His hand had already undone the buttons of her shirt while her attention was elsewhere. His is hand slipped inside her shirt, covering her breast. His thumb brushed over her nipple, lightly at first and then harder, his lips wandering her neck, his breath hot on her skin. Her fingers fumbled slightly with the button on his pants and then getting it slid the zipper down, her hands finding their way inside his clothes. She caressed him through the cloth of his underwear, her fingers tracing the line of his hardening shaft. His hand stilled on her breast, his breath shortening a bit, as she explored the long length of him. His teeth bit sharply into her neck and she slipped her hand inside the waistband of his underwear, pushing them down, and freeing him from the confines of clothing. She wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked him slowly from base to tip. His lips brushed along her collarbone and then his lips were covering her nipple, his tongue teasing it to hardness. She stroked him quickly, and squeezed lightly. He batted her hand away and backed her up hard onto the wall. His fingers on the tie of her pants, he pulled and they fell away revealing a black satin thong. His fingers traced the outline of her pussy, pushing the flimsy panties out of the way; he thrust a finger up into her, his eyes watching her face. Her head rolled back and she closed her eyes as his thumb caressed her clit. She reached blindly, forward fingers brushing lightly over him, but he pulled away, not letting him touch her.
His lips hovered near her ear, "You like that don't you, yeah, I know you do."
She moaned louder at his words, her body arching to meet his hand, her pussy clenching around his exploring fingers. His teeth bit into her ear, almost hurting her and she moaned again. Her fingers digging into his shoulders, she turned her head, lips blindly seeking his. He pressed his lips to hers, taking her mouth forcefully as she moaned and began cumming hard against his fingers. He pushed back from her, and pressed on her shoulders, dropping her to her knees. She pressed her lips to his dick, her tongue darting across the tip before wrapping her hand around it and beginning to suck him. Her tongue swirled up and down the length of him, and she took as much of him as she could, but was gagging around him. Her fingers stroked him in rhythm with her mouth and his fingers buried deep in her hair, holding her lightly to him. She sucked a bit faster now, taking less but moving quickly, her tongue moving erratically over him, pressing the head of his dick on every upstroke. He let her go a little longer and then pushed her away; she fell back, watching him.
"Take them off," his voice was low, thrumming with pleasure.
She removed her pants but left the panties on.
"I want you on your knees," she obeyed wordlessly, positioning herself so he could slip into her from behind.
She felt his fingers again, dipping into her and then he was there. Thick, hard, and hot he slipped into her, stretching her.
"Girl...you're tight," he muttered, pulling back and thrusting in harder, deeper.
Soon a steady motion was established and he reached around her, rubbing her clit. She cried out, her pussy clenching around his pole. She heard him moan a little, and then she cried out again, when he slapped her ass. The shack was filled with soft moans and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Finally, he let out a long moan and she felt him begin to cum inside her. She quickly pulled his dick out of her, allowing his load to shoot on the floor. After she jerked him off, he fixed his clothes and waited for her to do the same. Dressing quickly, she ran a hand through tousled hair as he asked "My place or yours baby?"
She smiled as she fixed her hair and said, "I've got to get back to my girl...I know she's looking for me, but if you come back with me I'll give you my number and maybe we can go to breakfast or something."
He smiled and replied, "Sure thing, baby girl!"
After about twenty minutes, India strolled back in the club with her new friend as Ursula came rushing over to her.
"India...where have you been...I've was a little worried that you left me here or something." "Who is your friend?"
India looked at him and smiled as she tried to remember his name. He caught on and responded, "I'm Miles...Miles Clyburn." "And you are?
'Oh...I'm Ursula Ballentine."
"Please to meet you...do you come here often?"
India looked at Ursula and then responded, "No...not that much."
India looked at Ursula trying to get her attention as she tried to continue the conversation. Finally getting her attention, she motioned for them to go to the ladies room.
Ursula gazed at her with a "what are you doing expression as India grabbed her arm saying, "Miles will be right back...we need to freshen up!" "Let's go, Ursula!"
As they strolled toward the bathroom India said, "Girl...I've need to get away from him...are you ready?"
Ursula looked at her puzzled, "Why...he's seems to be a nice guy...why are you ready to leave all of a sudden?"
"Because, I just want to go alright...are you going with me or are you staying here?"
Ursula stepped in front of India as she said, "Honestly, India...I just don't know what you're afraid of but you really need to stop and take a look at yourself...you're letting life pass you by and for what reason I don't know?" "I just don't understand what the problem is with you girl!"
India gazed away from her as she spoke and then she looked at her straight in the eyes as she replied, "Look Ursula...you're a great friend and I know you're just trying to help but please...back off about this okay!" If you want to stay then okay but I'm not trying to get into a relationship...not right now."
Ursula smiled as she replied, "When is the right time, India?" "You're an extremely attractive woman...please...don't let yourself wither away." "Before you know it you'll be old and you'll look back and say, "Was all this working worth it?"
She sighed as she stepped around her and walked into the ladies room. Ursula stood there as she thought, "I really wonder what it is that's keeping her from getting into a relationship?" "I need to find out what it is before she destroys herself?"
When they boarded the plane at Kansas City International Airport, India was certain she had made a mistake in accepting this so-called special project. An uneasy premonition of failure was still with her as they touched down at Atlanta's Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport, but as they left Atlanta, the air turbulence seemed somehow to jolt her out of the downbeat, portentous mood that had clung to her. India was looking out the window of the plane as it made its final approach to the airport, observing the island's palm trees and sandy beaches. After about twenty minutes, the plane finally touched down and taxied to the gate area. As they deplaned and walked down the ramp in Nassau International, India was buoyant and confident, and she knew, her decision to come to the Caribbean had been a clever choice. As they went through customs, it took over an hour to get their luggage. Finally getting everything, they took the shuttle limousine to their resort hotel. When they finally made it to the hotel, the driver got out the limousine and drank a couple of Red Stripe beers before getting back in the limousine. Although, they were at the Sandals Royal Bahamian Resort and Spa Hotel, there were still some people trying to sell cannabis to some of the guests in the parking area. With its own private island, luxury included this resort and spa was located on the western edge of the Bahamian Riviera, on Nassau's Cable Beach approximately, five miles from the Nassau International Airport. This resort had everything that you could imagine with amenities that included a water sports complex, colonnaded freshwater pool, misting pool (six more pools are scattered throughout the property), European spa, eight on-site restaurants, and room service available 24 hours a day with butler service.
India looked at Danika, smiled as they check in, and shown to their rooms. As the bellman was escorting them to their rooms, he gives them a quick briefing about the resort, "Ladies, as you know the resort is right on the water and it has a great beach separated into two sections." "One of the sections is the clothing optional beach." "The other is reserved for nude sunbathing." "There is a large swimming pool, and a number of Jacuzzis, with one of them is in the clothing optional area." "There are tennis courts, a basketball court, sand volleyball, and a fitness area."
The bellman took India's luggage into her room and placed them neatly in the bedroom next to the dresser. He walked out of the bedroom and stopped short of the door, turned around holding out his hand as he said, "Is there anything else that I can assist you with, Madam?"
She smiled as she gave him a tip and escorted him out the door. Just as she was about to close her door Danika walked over from her suite. She looked at India as she stepped into the room closing the door behind her.
"What do you think about all this," Danika asked as India strolled over to the picturesque window to observe the scenic view.
"Girl...I don't know...I think if we play our cards right, we can come off big in this deal!"
Danika sensuously gazed at India as she slowly sauntered over toward her.
"So...girlfriend...did you think about what I said?"
India looked at her with a frown as she replied, "What are you talking about Danika?"
Danika put her hand on India's hair slightly brushing it around her left ear as she replied, "Have you thought about us...you know getting together for a little dinner and maybe a nightcap after?"
India smiled as she put her hand on Danika's hips moving it down to her side, "Is that all you think about...getting somebody in your bed?" "I don't know about that Danika...let's just get settled in and get this assignment going first before you get into trying to get some pussy." Besides, "I'm strictly dickly, baby and that's what I'm looking for...DICK!"
Looking disappointed, Danika replied, "Look, girl...all you think about is making fuckin' paper...why don't you just relax a little...get some pressure relief." "You might be surprised what a woman with skills can do for you!"
Just as India was about to answer Danika, her cell phone rang. She immediately glanced at her caller id and noticed that Travis St. Croix was on the phone. She pressed her Blackberry button and answered the phone.
"Hello...Mr. St. Croix."
"Hello, Ms. Wynn...I trust you had a pleasant flight down on our exclusive company jet?"
"Yes," looking at Danika, "It was a pleasant trip...we're just settling into our rooms right now."
"Good...the reason I'm calling is to let you know our schedule for this evening and is as follows: were attending a host sponsored banquet tonight; and then there is a reception for all the guest of the corporate heads after that." "I need you two to get some rest than meet me at the Hoffman Grand Ball Room at 8:00 pm, okay?"
"Yes sir...we'll be there."
"Hey relax...please...there's no need to call me sir...it would be a pleasure if you called me Travis."
"Uhh...okay ...uh...Travis...we'll see you then...goodbye."
"Goodbye."
She looked at the phone and then pushed the button to end the call as she glanced at Danika, "What's going on with everybody...first you're trying to hit on me and now St. Croix is trying to get some too!"
Danika looked at her surprised as she replied, "What...what makes you think he's trying to get with you?"
India walked into her bedroom, picked up one of her suitcases and put them on the bed, opening it one of them.
"I've been around long enough to know when a man is trying to hit on me...besides...when your boss suddenly wants you to call him by his first name...there's something they want."
Danika glanced at her as she replied, "So...are you uhh...interested in him?"
India stopped unpacking, staring up at Danika, as she answered, "No...I'm not in the least interested in him in that way...I just want us to do this assignment and then get the hell out of dodge."
Danika looked at her as she thought, "Bitch...you know you want to fuck him...why you bullshittin'?"
She frowned as she began to stroll out the room. Before she could go India ran out behind her, trying to stop her as she said, "He called to tell us that we need to be ready to meet him at 8:00 PM for dinner."
She kept on walking as she sighing as she answered, "Whatever...I'll be ready!"
As Danika strolled out India's suite she thought, "You think you'll gonna get with that bastard...not if I can help it...I'm gonna get you...you will be mine trust me, bitch!"
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After about an hour, India finishes unpacking and began to look over the activities schedule. There would be plenty of things to do and many organized activities: snorkeling, scuba diving, a golf tournament, and so on. She had planned to read a couple of good books on the beach and then she decided why not go to the nude beach. She had never been to a nude beach and she found it intriguing. She took a quick shower, put on a sexy yellow sundress and a black thong and went down to the beach. There were quite a few couples on the beach and all of them were nude. Most of them sat in groups of four or six and they obviously knew each other. She found a cozy spot and grabbed a beach chair. India was extremely intrigued with watching the people walking around naked. She felt herself getting aroused as she studied the men walking around with nothing. India was in great shape, at 33 years old, she was a fit 5'4" and 110 pound brick house as she worked out all the time and played an awe-inspiring hand of racket ball. She was extremely blessed, with a decent pair of breasts, 34DD to be exact, a 24-inch waist and a 38-inch bootylicious ass that was round as two basketballs. She was hot and it was obvious with all the attention she always seemed to get. She loved being attractive and it was her driving force.
After she sat down in her chair, she removed her sundress and immediately put on some sun block. She begins to rub it deeply and passionately into her rich chocolate skin. As the she smeared the sunblock on her already, soft skin that just made her skin look even more smooth and silky in the sunlight. After she finishes putting on the sun block, she slowly removed her thong, exposing her hairless mound. She then kicked back in the beach chair and began to draw a few stares from other people as they were probably trying to figure out why such a beautiful African-American woman was sitting alone on a nude beach. They probably thought that her boyfriend or husband had not joined her yet or something. She sat there reading one of the books she brought with her when a silky sensuous voice interrupted her concentration. She looked up as she immediately noticed a handsome chocolate brother who was now standing over her as he said, "Pardon me, but do you mind if I sit here," (pointing at the lawn chair to the left of her).
"Sure, please sit down," she replied and smiled at him.He set on the beach chair next to her. After he settled into his chair, he turned and looked at her and then said, "I'm Tomas...Tomas Marseille," he said with a French accent."Hi...I'm India, pleased to meet you," she replied as she quickly went back to reading her book.
"Where is your husband?" Tomas asked.
She slowly gazed at him with a staggered expression and quickly answered him, "Oh...I'm not married!"
He gazed at her stunned as he said something in French and then giggled at her as she looked at him and smiled.
Tomas said, "Forgive me for laughing, but I cannot believe a woman who is as exquisite as you not having a husband." "It is...how you say in America...fucked up?"
At first, she took it as an insult, but then she quickly thought about what he said and laughed.
She looked at him again as she asked, "Where are you from?" "I detect a French accent...are you from here?"
"No...I am from Bordeaux, France and I'm meeting some friends here but they don't arrive for another two days."
She quickly glanced around as she replied, "So who did you say you were with...are you here with your wife?"
He looked around and then began to laugh as he answered, "No...no...I'm sorry...I am not married either." "I am here with my friend Jacques Montpellier." "We are here for the Marketing Convention."
She stared at him with an amazed expression as she replied, "Oh really...that sounds nice...looking for some new clients are you?"
He smiled as he replied, "You sound as if you are familiar with this...are you here for the same reason, Mademoiselle?"
She smiled as she replied, "Let's just say that my interests are similar to yours...enough about business... have you been to this nude beach before?"
Just as he was about to answer her question, Jacques strolled up from the ocean. He was about 6'4" 230 lbs easily and with a physique that looked like the gods had sculptured it. His skin tone was bronze from the sun and he had a package that looked so enormous, it looked erect, as he got closer to her.
When he finally reached them, Tomas quickly introduced him to her. She couldn't do anything but just lay there on her chair, looking up at this physically powerful, muscular man with the large packet as she thought, "Ooohhhh....yeah...I'd love to get this one in my bed!"
She looked at him as she licked her lips, watching his ripped abs as she counted them. She suddenly was brought back to reality as he spoke to her with his deep sensuous intonation voice, so smooth and silky; she almost had an orgasm right there.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Mademoiselle."
She responded quickly, "The pleasure is all mine!" "Please join us..."
He sat down on the lawn chair directly across from her, giving her the view she so craved for as Tomas said, "I'm thirsty...does anyone want anything...I'm going to the bar!"
India gazed at Jacques with a sensuous expression and she replied, to Tomas; I will have a Vodka Slush. Jacques smiled as he replied, "I'll have the same."
Tomas got up and commenced to stroll over toward the bar, as she could not help but watch Jacques as he began to put on some sun tan lotion. She cooed as she felt herself getting a little heated as she asked in a cracking voice, "Do you need a little help?"
He looked at her and smiled as he replied, "Why...sure if you could just rub some on my back, please."
At that moment she wanted to run over and jump all over him, but she did not. She quickly got her composure and slowly sauntered over toward his chair picking up the lotion placing a few drops on her hand. She slowly put her right hand on his broad shoulders and began spreading the lotion around then placing her left hand on the other. She slowly rubbed his shoulders, making her way down to the trench in the small of his back rubbing him as sensuous as she could. Suddenly, he lay down on his stomach as he said, "You have such great hands...please continue Mademoiselle."
She smiled as she rubbed more lotion on his mid-section until she reached the top of his ass. She wanted so desperately to slap his ass and began to kiss his cheeks as she then noticed that Tomas had returned with the drinks. As Jacques sat up to receive his drink, her cell phone rang. She looked at the caller id and noticed it was Danika.
She thought, "Damn," as she answered the phone, "Hello...Danika...what's going on?"
"Nothing...where are you...I wanted to see if you wanted to walk around the island before dinner?"
India did not know what to say until it hit her, "I'm down on the edge of the nude beach...why don't you come down and join me?"
Danika thought, "Maybe she coming to her senses," as she replied, "I'll be down in about five minutes."
As India hung up the phone she looked at Tomas and said, "My friend is coming down to join us...we can have a few drinks and relax if that's okay."
"Sure...If your friend is half as appealing as you...than we will surely have everyone staring at us."
About ten minutes later, India could see Danika as she made her way to meet her. She could see her cute ass swaying and rolling as she walked on the sand. Tomas noticed India watching her as he began to gaze at Danika taking in her shapely legs, and her luscious thighs. When she finally made her way to India, she quickly said, "Danika...I'd like you to meet some new friends of mine." "This is Jacques and Tomas from Bordereaux, France." "We're just having a few drinks before we all go to the marketing banquet, tonight."
Tomas quickly took Danika's hand as he responded, "It's a great pleasure to meet you, Mademoiselle."
Danika looked at India and then back at him as she allowed her imitation smile to emerge. She looked back at India as she gave her the "I'm gonna get your ass back expression" as she quickly sat down on the last lawn chair. Although Danika was disappointed, she did not cause a scene as she went along with the program. The four of them chatted for quite some time that afternoon as they were getting to know each other. India learned that they were both 33 years old even though they did not even look a day over 21. Jacques suggested that they hang out with them until they had to go get ready for dinner.
When it was time to go and get ready for dinner, Jacques asked if he could meet India at the ballroom and if they could sit together. Tomas and Danika walked ahead of India and Jacques as they left the beach. Danika seemed to be interested in Tomas as they walked and talked in deep conversation. "Maybe she was really interested in what Tomas had to say or she's a great actor," India thought. "Maybe she'll get her mind off fucking me if she gives him a chance."
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Meanwhile back in Kansas City, Ursula was at home in her apartment sitting there thinking about India. Suddenly her phone rings and she takes out her cell phone from her purse and answers the call.
"Hello"
"Hey Ursula...it's just me...Marc...how are you doing?"
"I'm fine...is everything alright Marc...do you need something?"
"No...I was just calling to see if you've heard from India." "I was just curious if she made it safely to Nassau?"
She frowned as she replied, "Yeah...she texted me earlier when they landed." "She and Danika made it there okay."
There was a minute of silence and then Ursula asked, "Marc...can I ask you something?"
He sighed as he replied, "Uhh sure...what's up?"
"I want you to answer me honestly okay?"
"Sure...what's on your mind?"
"Do you have feelings for India?"
He laughed for a few minutes, than he answered, "Why do you say that?"
She smiled as she replied, "Because I can tell when a man has feelings for someone and I've noticed that you really care about her don't you?"
He sighed and then cleared his throat as he replied, "Well...India is an extremely smart, witty, and fundamental woman, who has a great work ethic and I admire her as a supervisor."
She laughed as she replied, "That not what I asked you Marc...do you want her?"
He said in a low tone, "If it were possible...Yes."
"I'm sorry I didn't hear you...what did you say?"
He sighed and then he answered, "YES...I ...would love to go out with her...I would love that very much."
"Have you ever told her how you feel?"
"Once...I tried...but she took it as if I was sexually harassing her so I backed off."
"Why didn't you come to me...I could have spoken with her about you?"
"I didn't want to start anything...I was just trying to...just forget it!"
"When she gets back...I'll talk to her okay?"
"No...please don't...I'll just wait until the time is right...please I don't want to mess things up between us?"
"Look Marc...I'll find out what's going with her... just be patient with me okay?"
"Alright...but I just wanted to see if she made it safely...so I'll talk to you later."
"Okay Marc...I'll talk to you soon!"
"Bye."
"Bye."
She hung up the phone as she thought, "See this is a good man right under her nose and all she cares about is work?" "I'm gonna find out why she doesn't want to get with these men." "It just doesn't make sense!"
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Later that evening India and Danika had a pleasant dinner and conversation with Travis. The after dinner entertainment was incredibly unparalleled and everyone seemed to be enjoying the calypso music band that was playing that evening. Travis motioned to India and Danika to walk along with him as he strolled around explaining to them what they were working with. Travis began to brief them about the competition as he said, "There are several companies here that are trying to land that massive deal just as we are doing so we must be shrewd as we tackle our prey." "See those two guys over there (pointing at two Japanese men); they're representatives from the Osaka Marketing Group, Ltd." That company is our third largest international competitor so we must keep an eye on them." "Those four gentlemen over there are representatives from the English marketing company, Abbott, Berryman, and Fry." "They're our second concern, but you see those two gentlemen standing by the bar (pointing at Tomas and Jacques) they're our biggest competitor." "They're from the France firm known as the Dubois Marketing Group, which is the largest marketing firm in the world." That company has total assets of over 40 billion dollars and makes about $500,000,000 every six months." "If we need to watch anyone of these competitive companies this company is the one to watch!"
India smiled at Danika as she replied, "Ooohhhh...I think we can work on them."
Travis was lost as he heard her response, "Do you know them?"
India looked at him, "Let's just say that we've had some conversations before."
"Good...I hope you can keep them out of the way then." "We'll meet with our first prospects tomorrow morning at 9:00 am."
As they were about to go and mingle with the rest of the guests, Travis grabbed India's hand.
She looked at him as he said, "Can I speak with you for a minute...in private?"
Danika looked at them as India said, "I'll catch up with you in a minute okay."
Danika sighed heavily as she strolled out toward the main reception area.
Travis escorted India out on the west balcony. As they strolled out the door she thought, "What does he want with me now?"
They stepped toward the railing of the balcony as she turned to face him. He looked at her, gazing into her bedroom eyes as he said, "India...can I call you, India...I am very ecstatic that you're here on this assignment, but I haven't been completely honest with you."
She looked at him astounded as she replied, "What...what are you talking about, Travis?"
"I don't know any other way to say this to you but to just tell you...I think, I'm in love with you!" "I've loved you since ever since we met at the last marketing conference in Philly."
She looked at him puzzled as she tried to understand how this man could be in love with her, especially since she had never met him, so she thought. Then she remembered that the Philadelphia conference was almost four years ago as she replied, "That was four years ago...you were there?"
He smiled as he replied, "You don't remember...I was the one who sent you those flowers and..."
As he continued to explain to her, she completely tuned him out as she began to reminisce about that conference. She remembers being invited to a private Halloween party where everyone wore masks. She slept with a person who was dressed like Batman but she never found out who that person was and she was drunk anyway so she just forgot about it until now.
"Don't you remember...I was dressed as Batman?"
When he said that, she damn near dropped to the floor, looking at him stunned as he waited for her response. She just stood there with her mouth open as he asked her again, "Don't you remember?"
She turned her back toward him as she replied, "That was so long ago...I was drunk and I sure didn't know who you were!""How'd you know it was me...I was dressed as Wonder Woman and there were several woman dressed like her there!"
Travis tried to put his hands on her shoulders but as soon as he touches her, she flinched and moved forward slightly.
He was heated as he replied, "That's the real reason I wanted you here...so I could tell you about my feelings, obviously you don't feel the same way as I do...so..."
She turned around swiftly as she replied, "What were you expecting me to say, Travis...oh you're that guy who fucked me at a party four years ago and by the way...I love you too...let's get married?"
He looked at her and was embarrassed as he broke his glass in his hand. She looked at him as she moved back from the edge of the balcony.
"I'm gonna go now Travis...let's just stay focused with our objective, alright?" "I'm gonna meet with Danika and finish the rest of my evening."
Just as she was about to walk back into the ballroom, Danika came out to the balcony and said, "India...I need you to meet...is everything alright?"
India quickly grabbed Danika's hand as they strolled back into the ballroom.
"India is everything alright...what was that all about?"
She was shaken up by what Travis had said to her as she reached into her purse, taking out her antidepressant pills. She took out two from the bottle and quickly swallowed them.
"Hey, girl...take it easy...get a hold of yourself." "I need you to stay focused...we need to get over there with Tomas and Jacques so we can get them on track remember?"
India looked at her, smiled and said, "Okay let's go over and have some fun...I'll deal with Travis later."
"That's it girl...let's make this paper okay?"
She nodded her head in the affirmative as they began to walk over toward Tomas and Jacques.
As they made their way over to them, Travis now watching them as he thought, "I'm gonna get her for not remembering me...I love her and she gonna treat me like I was some trick?" "Let her get this for me, then after...I'm gonna make sure she pays for hurting me!"
The evening was getting late, but that did not seem to matter to India and Danika as they made their way toward Tomas and Jacques' room. As they got into the room, they did not waste any time at taking off their clothes. With his concentration centered on Tomas ramming his dick into Danika's hungry pussy, Jacques did not notice the figure moving up behind him.
"Looks like their having a good time," her soft voice whispered.Shocked at first, Jacques turned around and saw India standing there with a smile on her face.
"Wow...you scared me!" he said. "I saw you coming in the room, but didn't know where you went...so I just sat here watching them."
He was inebriated, but she was determined to get what she wanted, which was his big fat dick!
"Tomas pretended we needed ice so I volunteered to run down the hall to get some." "I figured that would offer those two sometime alone together," India replied.
"They sure aren't wasting any of it," Jacques pointed out. "They were on each other before you left the room."
Aware that Jacques was half-naked, wearing just a thong, India reached into his thong and closed her fist around his semi-hard shaft and began pumping it with her fist.
"Looks like you could use some attention, too," she said as her hand continued to stroke his stiff length of a throbbing dick. He quickly removed his thong as she moaned, slightly.
Jacques groaned softly, trying not to make any noise but there was no holding back. He began thrusting his hips forward as his cum began to rise from his balls. India sensing his imminent orgasm dropped to her knees and inhaled his dick. Her breath was hot against his crotch and Jacques' dick throbbed as she tongued its wide head. She knew there was no stopping now and relief forthcoming. She was going for the cum. India sucked his full length into her mouth and her tongue swirled around his rigid shaft as her hot saliva added to its heat. Then she grabbed his balls and squeezed them feeling the heavy load that was awaiting her. The tickling sensation in Jacques' nuts built rapidly as India's lips slipped up and down the hot shaft. Jacques' balls clutched, trying to contain the energy that was building, his cum was rapidly reaching a boiling point. Then suddenly, without warning, India changed her mind, jumped up, looked into Jacques' eyes, and said, "Fuck me!"
Together they fell to the floor with India parting her legs so Jacques could slide his dick into her wet pussy. She bit down on the side of his neck as he slid his dick all the way in her tight brown hole until she felt him hit bottom. Then locking her arms tightly around him, he started a deep, penetrating rhythm. India's ass rocked up and down getting the full effect of his dick in her hot cunt. It was not long before India's cry, "I'm cumming...I'm cumming!" that Jacques managed to reach one of her tits and suck her nipple into his mouth as he strained against her. India's pussy then went into over drive when he took hold of her nipple as they bucked against each other, she crying out as they both erupted. Jacques felt every molecule of his semen as it passed through him, flooding her deepest recesses.
After their climax, Jacques collapsed on top of her with his dick still spurting what remained of his hot, pearly white jizm into her dark, sopping wet, spasming pussy. India and Jacques were both savoring the intense aftermath of their mutual orgasm when suddenly they heard Danika's scream. Jumping up they both peeked into the living room to see what was taking place. There they saw Danika now lying on the couch, her knees flexed and her legs spread completely apart with Tomas' face buried deep in her cum filled pussy. His tongue was slithering in and out of her pussy lapping up their combined love juices as she reached another intense orgasm, one after another.
"This looks like a good time to join them," India said. "I'll sneak over and they won't even know I'm there until it's too late."
India left Jacques and carefully stepped into the living room but before she went into the room, she removed her dress and tossed it across a chair. Naked now, she entered the living room, made her way over to the couch, and carefully knelt down next to Tomas. She lightly tapped him on the shoulder gesturing for him to move so she could take his place. Danika's eyes closed tight as she was lost in a sea of exotic pleasure from the cunt licking that she was receiving from Tomas and not aware of the switch. Her body was moving back and forth loving the stimulation that was carrying her on to yet another climax.
Tomas had now moved up and was standing next to Danika's face holding his throbbing hard dick in one hand and pressing the swollen head against her lips. Danika opened her eyes and became conscious of him standing next to her pressing his dick against her lips and smiling at her. Suddenly, her body froze but she continued to experience the attack made on her pussy. Then pushing Tomas away she raised her head and recognized India's brown hair with her face pressed against her pussy, working her head in a circle and sucking on her clit.
Speaking in a sensuous tone, Danika said, "Oh No...I can't believe this is happening...this can't be happening, you told me you were strictly dickly!" "You, lying, bitch...Ooohhhh that feels so fuckin' good!"
Holding her legs firmly so she could not escape, India placed her tongue right near Danika's hot wet hole and ran it right up the backside of her clit. India paused a moment then circled her clit with her thumb, massaging top to bottom causing her clit to get extremely solid. Shivers were coursing madly now through Danika's whole body. India then released Danika's legs, took her middle finger, and slid it deep into her pussy. She was finger fucking her, plunging two fingers in and out while she sucked on Danika's clit. Danika's pussy began its orgasmic contractions as she kicked her feet high up in the air as her cunt throbbed madly around the probing intruders. India slipped her other hand under Danika's bootylicious ass and one of her fingers found, and penetrated her tight anal hole. When she did this, she heard Danika scream that it was too much and that she was cumming, India increased her attack on Danika's clit as her orgasm continued bucking her bare, beautiful ass up and down.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH,......gawd," she moaned, as she was cumming.
This was the first time India had ever pleasured another woman and she loved it. She had watched stuff like this on the videos but never thought she would enjoy it as much as she did and she also knew that it would not be the last time. She wanted more! Jacques watched as India shuddered and climaxed violently from her first lesbian affair. Her tits danced around her chest, and her breath was coming in deep gasps as she climaxed repeatedly. He could not believe that a woman could cum from eating another woman's pussy and it turned him on as he stood there stroking his hard shaft.
When Danika finally relaxed and opened her eyes, Tomas was still standing next to her offering her his hard, throbbing dick. She grasped his shaft in her palm and yanking the swelling member up and down a few times, causing several drops of pre-cum to appear. With her fingers, caressing the underside of his dick her tongue snaked out tasting the salty lubricant. Then her lips parted and she sucked the head deep into her mouth, taking care not to scrap it with her teeth, down into her throat with her nose buried in his hairy crotch. She sucked Tomas' cum filled dick with enthusiasm. At the same time, Jacques saw her hand reach down and squeeze his heavy bag, which was resting next to her chin, as her throat muscles milked his dick.
Motionless, Jacques watched Tomas thrusting his huge dick between Danika's willing and hungry lips. Only half of his giant prick filled her mouth now as she bobbed up and down on it. Suddenly, Tomas' body turned wild as he was about to shoot his cum into her mouth.
"Suck it, baby," he cried out.
"Aggghh, take it all!" Tomas grunted, as his dick spurted out his hot prize into her mouth.
Just as India was about to come herself from watching the two she plunged her tongue back into Danika's heated pussy and groaned with excitement as the first wave of orgasm over took her. With her lips locked on Danika's clit, her own body stiffened and a loud sigh escaped her lips, as she then fell back limp and quivering. Tomas' dick slipped from Danika's mouth and crossed her flushed cheek, leaving a gooey trail of sticky sperm. Tomas looked down at the two beautiful females before him. Danika laid on the couch her eyes closed and her huge breast rising and falling with each breath. Her legs were still open wide and he could see the matted hair surrounding her wet dark pussy. Then he looked over at India, who was sitting back on her buttocks smiling; her fingers still lodged inside her own very wet pussy.
"Doesn't she look beautiful laying there?" India asked, still fingering her own hot hole, slowly.
"She sure does," Tomas replied, his eyes staring down on Danika's nude form, causing his dick to stir again.
Now India, noticing that some hardness remained in Tomas' dick she reached over and began stroking his manhood. While leaning over, she licked his shaft from the tip, down to his hairy balls. Then taking each orb into her mouth, she sucked it gently at the same time her fist increased the tautness on his dick. A driblet of pre-cum oozed from the tip as she released his ball from her mouth and licked the droplet away before opening her cherry colored lips wide then sucking his dick inside. Then running her tongue up the sensitive vein on the underside, she circled his crown with her smooth tongue, sucking the bounteous slit.
"Ooooooh, baby, you suck dick so damn good," Tomas, said, throwing back his head, eyes closed and moaned loudly as India continued to inhale his dick.
India did not bother to answer him. She continued to suck his swollen member, hoping to get him prepared for what was to come next. When she knew she had his dick at the point of no return, she let it slip from her mouth, pulled him down next to her and guided him between Danika's creamy bronze thighs. India began to massage his black knob against Danika's pubes. India made sure Danika's pussy is lubricated, and then she inserted his pulsating member into her gushing cunt. Tomas began pumping right away with Danika just from instinct began fucking him right back. She was grinding her moist crotch up against him and forcing his big dick deeper inside her love tunnel with each new stroke. With her breasts heaving up and down, with each attack, she spread her legs wider, allowing him to enter her deeper. Tomas was teasing the depths of her cunt as he moved in and out, driving her wild. You could hear their bellies slapping together throughout the room as they rocked the couch back and forth, as he hurled his boner into Danika's twat. New warmth came over Danika's pretty face, and her eyelids fluttered open.
"Oh, fuck me!" she cried bucking her hips up at her intruder. "It feels so good. I love your big, thick dick, fuck me!"
It was all Tomas could do to remain on top of her as she bucked and kicked as the passion waves surged through her body. Then it was Tomas' turn. He fucked Danika as fast as he could with deep short jabs, until finally, the knot in his dick loosened and his jizm spurted into her pussy. As his hot load splashed against her womb, her hips shot up to meet the burning fluid as it coated her depths. The trio rested now as Jacques watched them sitting naked together on the couch talking. Tomas was between India and Danika as they were all laughing about something but he could not hear what they were saying. He walked up and sat down in the chair next to the couch as he heard Tomas speaking, "I hope you ladies, have had enough for one night," Tomas said. "I don't think my dick could take anymore." Both girls laughed as they gazed down at the flaccid member lying across Tomas' thigh.
Then India reached over, caressed the soft member with her hand, and said. "I think we need to let him rest for tonight?" "What do you think Danika?"
Looking at India's hand patting the soft member, she agreed. "I think your right," she replied. "Maybe a good night's rest would do him some good?"
Danika looked over at Jacques as she said, "So...you ready?"Both India and Danika strolled over to Jacques as he stood there smiling. They embraced for a few moments, their arms around each other, a three-tongued mutual kiss meeting in the middle. When their embrace broke, they all looked at each other for a moment then Danika suggested that they all head to the shower. The shower was about six feet square and had two showerheads -- one on either side. As they walked into the bathroom, Danika stepped in first with Jacques following and India stepping in last, both of her hands cupping the cheeks of his ass. Danika assumed the duties of getting the water on and the temperature adjusted. As they were all standing in the middle of the shower when she first turned it on, everybody got the cold water that first rushed out. Jacques jumped as his dick shrank... the girls both jumped but their already erect nipples tightened further. As the water warmed up quickly and the steam began to rise, his dick began to relax. Not sure what to do first, Jacques just stood there and enjoyed being between these two sexually African-American women. India grabbed the soap and started to soap Jacques up from behind. Before any soap got to his front though, Danika dropped to her knees in front of him and took his soft dick into her mouth. This must of felt great to him because he began to moan slightly. As Danika sucked on his tool in the effort to bring it to life, Jacques wondered what she thought of the taste of India's pussy juices on his shaft. As wet as India had been and as much as she had gushed when she came, he knew that his entire groin -- and probably the tops of his thighs -- smelled like her sex. Danika did not seem to mind... because she loved to eat pussy and India's punany was just want she wanted.
Jacques thought, "Maybe she could just suck her pussy directly instead of getting her juices off my dick...well...I like that she's sucking my dick to get it instead."
When India declared that she was finished soaping up his back, Danika stood up and together they turned Jacques around. India began to soap his front while Danika's hands rubbed and caressed every part of his back, from thighs to neck. As the lather began to build on his front, Danika stepped in close to rub her chest and belly against his back and butt while her hands reached around and began to caress through the slickness building on the front of his body. As Danika's hands caressed his chest and tickled his stomach, India's hands were soaping and caressing his balls and shaft.
India would not stop soaping his body until it was completely covered. She then put the soap back in the tray and her hands joined Danika's in the caressing, rubbing, gentle squeezing and stroking of his wonderful shape. This went on for a few moments as he tried his best to return the favor to both of them, one hand in front of him, one hand behind him, both trying to caress some part of their body. India's mouth sought his and a tongue-filled kiss ensured of both of him or her seeking some type of dominance with no winner. Both of their aggressiveness was met and it made him believe that a long pleasurable section was about to go down.
When their kisses finally broke, India said, "Danika, come here, girl,"
Jacques traded places with Danika. With Danika between them and facing India, they began soaping her body. They gave a lot of attention is given to Danika's full chest. Her nipples were thoroughly caressed, pinched, pulled, twisted and milked. India caressed and rubbed her sexy ass as she lathers soap all of her body. The slickness between her well-shaped cheeks was caressed and rubbed, especially across her tight puckered backdoor. He could not figure out her movements as his fingers caressed over her snatch. She was pushing back trying to get some penetration as she wiggled to get his fingers to go in. As Jacques continued to lather and rub Danika's back and then front as he rubbed his not-quite-as-limp dick between her ass cheeks, India once again sought a kiss. Jacques had never seen two women kiss like that except, in a porno movie. He was excited to see that equal level of aggressiveness repeated.. Danika smiled at India, as Jacques realized that their lips and tongues were moving together as much as their breasts and erect nipples. Both women had handfuls of the others' ass and both were working their hips as if they were trying to fuck each other. Seeing this just made Jacques' dick grow as he began to stroke it.
Finally, it was India's turn in the middle. She was facing Jacques as Danika soaped her back and he took care of her front. Before he got any soap on her belly or lower, he ran a finger back in between her swollen pussy lips and found out that she was still freely flowing copious amounts of her slick sex juice. Having been careful to rinse the soap off his hand before he put his fingers there, he slid his finger back and forth on India's clit, fully rubbing his finger down across her hot opening before stroking back up over her buzzing nub. Danika's hands were busy working India's chest -- playfully teasing her nipples in every way possible. As India's hips began to pump, and her thighs bowed open to gain more pleasure for her cunt, Jacques stroked down and slid two fingers into her. Danika kept up her assault on India's chest as his fingers slid in and out of her punany. Soon he had to kneel down to get a better angle and then started pumping his fingers in and out of her as fast as he could move his arm. The knuckles of his hand were hitting India's pelvis with every inward thrust and her moans made it clear just how much she was enjoying herself. Her deeply intense orgasm followed and it was strong enough that she could not keep herself on her feet. Danika and Jacques did their best to support her as she collapsed, but neither of them sacrificed what they were doing. He kept finger fucking and Danika kept up her work on India's tits and nipples. This made them end up in a tangle of arms and legs on the shower floor, laughing after India's orgasm subsided.
They lay on the floor like that for a few minutes, trading kisses and caresses as Jacques realized that his dick was semi-erect. He thought, "My dick is about ready...maybe it's time to rinse thoroughly, dry each other off and head to the bed."
As he was about to make that suggestion, India and Danika started focusing their passions on each other. He stopped and became excited as he watched them move their bodies together -- even on the hard tiled floor of the shower -- their arms intertwined, their legs moving in such a way that they were humping their pussies on each other's thigh, and their tongues continually swirling together in passionate kisses. They moved together this way almost as if they planned to rinse off this way, because that is exactly what happened. As they writhed together beneath the hot spray, they gradually rinsed their bodies, their hands rubbing up and down and around to make sure all the soap slickness disappeared. India took the lead first and soon Danika was on her back enjoying a variety of pleasurable sensations. India's lips, teeth and tongue teasing a nipple; the hot water still spraying across them both; India's hand and fingers exploring Danika's wet pussy. He stood there as his dick jumped and watched India slide two fingers into Danika's pussy and ground them in, using her palm to put pressure on Danika's clit as the finger-fucking session commenced. India's mouth worked back and forth to make sure both of Danika's nipples were pleased while her hand never stopped working in Danika's cunt. Soon Jacques could see his pleasure delivered, as Danika's hips began to rotate and pump. Then, Danika grabbed India's hand to press it even harder into her snatch as she began to erupt. It was a long intense orgasm and he saw that India was gently biting Danika's nipples as the orgasm coursed through her. When Danika came down, a gentle shifting began and minutes later that the roles had reversed. Danika gave India the exact same treatment that she had just received and it was still a delight for Jacques to watch. India's chest was not near as large as Danika's but her nipples appeared to be even more sensitive. It did not take India long to cum and when she did, he was thinking that perhaps it was getting close to time to dry off and go play. Jacques was now getting frustrated as he hoped that the women would get out the shower and involve him again, but Danika had other plans.
As India came down off her orgasm, Danika released her lip-lock on India's nipple and began to kiss her way down her body. She gradually lets her mouth get closer and closer to the juncture of India's thighs. As she did so, she never stopped moving her fingers in India's pussy, but instead kept up a slow pump and rotates motion that seemed to keep India pleased. All Jacques could do was to watch as India realized was what going on and put both hands on Danika's head, pushing gently, trying to get Danika to speed up. Danika took her time, because she had always dreamed of getting India in such a matter. She was not trying to rush through it as she moved on her hands and knees. Her delicious ass and inviting looking pussy was pointing at Jacques.
His dick was coming alive, watching her ass in the air as he thought, "I might be able to take advantage of this positioning, but not yet..."
His eyes focused by the reality of India spreading her thighs even farther to allow Danika's tongue better access. .
Danika's first tentative licks were across India's obviously swollen and sensitive clit. India's whole body jumped at Danika's first contact, the pressure of her mouth soon calmed it when she pressed her face down against India's pussy. As she carefully sucked her clit hard, her fingers caressed her deep inside. Jacques had enough watching as he got up on his knees behind Danika. When he took his now throbbing hard dick in hand and began to rub it up and down the length of Danika's slit, she responded by pushing her hips back, trying to get his length into her. The floor was a bit uncomfortable on his knees but he did not care, sliding his swollen dickhead into her pussy, which was even hotter than the steaming water still spraying down onto them. He took her hips in hand and began a nice steady stroking motion, pulling his length out until he just barely still maintained any penetration. He then slid his full length back in until I felt his balls hitting her bootylicious ass. At first, he made his strokes gently to allow her to keep eating India's pussy, but it started to get good to him as he began to push his dick into her with more force. Here was India, on her back, her own hands pinching, twisting and tweaking her nipples as Danika was between her spread thighs finger fucking and eating her. Jacques was behind Danika with his hands on her hips, pounding his swollen shaft in and out of her slick coochie as moans and groans mingled with the splashing sounds of the water.
When India came again, it was hard against Danika's face and with every thrust of his length forward into Danika's quivering pussy, her face bumped into India's pussy...well, more like RAMMED into India's pussy. Jacques was not fucking gently anymore but neither of them seemed to be complaining. When India's orgasm passed, Danika pulled her face and fingers away. India did not move, as Danika stabilized herself on her hands and knees to enjoy the pounding she was getting. Jacques was now fucking her harder, moving as fast as he could without risking slipping and falling over on the slick tiles. In another minute or so Danika began to moan an incoherent string of words that let him know she was going to cum again. He pounded her harder as he was trying to receive the reward with that pleasurable feeling of her pussy tightening up and spasming around his dick. He kept thrusting until her climax took control of her, making her thighs quiver and shake uncontrollably. Jacques fell away from her as she had pulled away from India.
Trying to catch their breath, they mutually agreed that it was time to dry off and head to the bed. His dick was still hard as India and Danika were both capable of many more orgasms before the night was over, but decided to call it a night. They all got in the bed with Tomas as Danika and Jacques were fast asleep. India closed her eyes as she thought, "I never thought I do the woman on woman thing, but it's not so bad...I guess I'm not as strictly dickly as I thought...huh?
Travis stared out the window, trying to decide what would be best for him to do. He was not about to let India treat him like a dog as he thought heavily on seeking revenge. He loved her in his own demented way and he was determined to get his way. "Bruce," he thought. "Perhaps Bruce Michaels could give me the whole account about Ms. India Wynn's little secret." Impulsively, he reached for the telephone and dialed Bruce's private number. As he waited for him to answer he thought, "I'll just blackmail her for a while until she falls in love with me, then I will have her where I want her."
"Hello."
"Hey Bruce...it's me Travis...what's up with you my brother?"
"Well...well...well, if ain't Travis St. Croix ...what the fuck do you want man?"
"Oh...did I catch you at a bad time?"
"Naw man ...it's just fuckin' three o'clock in the fuckin' morning...where you at man?"
"I'm in the Bahamas...sorry about that." "Look man I need you to do me a favor...I need to know a little more about that female you told me about that works at my company." "You know...the one you said was trickin' on the side."
He sighed and then he answered, "You called me to talk about a bitch...yo man her name is Pleasure or something like that." "I'm not sure if that's the one I'm talkin' bout is the same girl man!" "Why you want to know...you trying to get some of that?"
Travis smiled as he replied, "Yeah...you told me she was a freaky bitch so I figure since you said that, she comes highly recommended...I just wanted to see if I could get her to come down her for a party!"
"Man...the Bahamas ain't got any nookie on that island?" "Besides...I heard she don't come cheap...she don't do nothing for less than a grand!" "Getting her to do something down there would probably cost about five grand plus travel!"
Travis laughed as he replied, "Man...that ain't shit...I'll pay that!" "How do I get in touch with her?"
"I can call and see if she's available...nobody's supposed to know about this man...I hope you ain't trying to do something crazy Travis!" "She don't need anybody trying to fuck her game up... you heard me?"
"I hear you man...look I'm a holla at you later alright...Thanks B."
"Don't mention it...next time call me on Central Standard Time man!"
Travis laughed as he answered, "Okay man...one!"
He quickly hung up the phone as he began to pace the floor, trying to figure out a way to get India catch up. After about five, his room phone rings and he immediately strolls over to answer it.
"Hello."
"Hey Travis...this is India...aren't we supposed to be having breakfast to discuss our strategy?"
"Yeah...what time is it?"
"You said you wanted to meet at 8:00 AM...its 8:35 AM!"
He looked at his watch and sighed as he answered, "Damn...I'm on my way down!"
He quickly hung up and ran into the bathroom to freshen up. About ten minutes later, he came strolling into the hotel restaurant where India and Danika were waiting with the server.
"Ladies...sorry I'm late!" "Have you ordered already?"
Danika gazed at him as she replied, "Naw...we were just waiting on your tired ass to meet us here, hoping we wouldn't starve to damn death!"
He looked at her with an irritated expression as she just rolled her eyes at him. It was obvious that Danika could not stand the ground he walked on, especially since he had an interest in her prize.
India smiled as she interrupted, "Now let's just have a nice pleasant breakfast and talk business shall we...Danika whatcha having?"
"I think I will have the scrambled eggs with turkey sausage...you India?"
"I think I'll have the same...what about you Travis," India said as she stared at him trying to get him to focus. He looked at her as if he was hurt as he answered in a low tone, "I'll just have two slices of toast and a cup of coffee...Black please."
India took their menus and handed it to the server as she smiled and strolled away.
They sat there for a few minutes without a word spoken as they sipped on their glasses of water then suddenly, India asked, "So...Travis who are we meeting with today?"
Just as he was about to answer, India's cell phone began to rang. She took it out of her purse as Travis stared at her with anticipation. She looked at the caller id and noticed it was Bruce Michaels calling. She smiled as she said, "It's my mother...I've been trying to get a hold of her...I really need to take this...excuse me."
She stood up and walked away from the table as Danika and Travis both watch her bootylicious ass as she sauntered away. They both looked at each other and then frowned at one another. Danika gazed at him as he drank his coffee until he could not take it anymore as he asked, "What is wrong with you Danika?" "I've done nothing to you...why are you so bitter with me?"
She gazed at him as she responded, "Look man...I'm gonna be straight with you...India is my friend and I don't like what you're trying to do here!"
He looked at her surprised as he answered, "What am I trying to do since you know so much?"
She looked him straight in his eye as she replied, "You're trying to manipulate your way into my girl's panties that what you're doing?"
"What makes you think that?"
"You know you had her backed up against the wall last night on the balcony...yeah I know you was using some conniving little scheme to get her to succumb to your bullshit to sleep with her...well I'm not going to stand by and let you use her like that!"
He looked at her as he replied, "You don't know what you're talkin' bought bitch...I suggest you do you fuckin' job and stay out of it!"
Meanwhile down the hall, India was talking to Bruce on the phone.
"Bruce...why are you calling me...I told you I would be out of town on business."
"India...you got a problem...now you know we have been friends for a long time and we've been together doing this sex thang for quite some time right?"
"Yeah, we have...just tell me what's up Bruce?"
"India... I think I fucked up!" "Do you work with some cat by the name of Travis St. Croix?"
"Yeah...I do but...wait a minute...I'm down here in the Bahamas with his ass on an assignment because he told me you told him about my call girl shit...did you?"
"He sighed for a minute then he answered, "Yeah...I did but I was just trying to get you some extra paper...I didn't know that dude worked with you until he called me this morning."
"Wait...Travis called you...what did he say...what did he want?"
"He was talkin' bout getting you to do some call girl gig down there where you are and I told him I would check it out and then get back to him."
"Really...did he...this is what you do...tell him that you talked to me and that you are sending me down on the next thing smokin' then get Whitney to come down here posing as me. I'll get this muthafucka for trying to fuck me over."
"Cool...India...I'm sorry baby, okay?"
"Bruce...it's all good...just make sure she gets with me before she contacts his ass okay!"
"Consider it done baby, girl!"
She hung up the phone and made her way back to the table. Both Travis and Danika looked at her as she smiled and sat down to enjoy her breakfast.
"India...how's your mother is she alright?"
"Yeah, India," said Travis, "Is she doing fine?"
She gazed at him with a mischievous grin as she replied, "Everything is everything, now!"
He stared at her as if he knew he caught her in a lie but continued to drink his coffee. Danika stared at her as she thought, "I can't believe this but I think I'm catching feelings for this woman." I need to get myself in check and I need to do this now!"
After they finished breakfast, they made their way to the morning briefing. The room was medium and had a large picturesque window that faced the ocean. As they sat down waiting for their first client to arrive Danika was sitting next to India, who was getting her proposal ready to brief. Danika could not seem to control herself as she took off her stiletto and began rubbing her foot on India's ankle. At first she pushed it away as she tried to concentrate on her briefing, but Danika being relentless kept toying with her until her toes began to make India feel sensuous, she closed her eyes as she began to get into her playful jesters until suddenly the clients arrived and everyone rose as they entered the room. While observing the entourage of company executives, they noticed that the CEO of this particular corporation was a female. Travis leaned over toward India and said, "I think I'll have to use my charm to get this one...if you don't mine my dear." "After all it just business right?"
She rendered a fake smile at him as she got up and strolled toward the podium preparing for her briefing. As she made her way to the podium, she noticed the CEO staring at her as she made it apparent that she was interested in her. She was an extremely attractive woman with smooth chocolate skin and cold black shoulder length hair. She was wearing a tan business suit that looked very expensive. She had neatly manicured nails and feet that you could see through her open toed stilettos. She was wearing what looked like an estimated $500.00 dollars' worth of jewelry. As she entered the room, the smell of her expensive perfume lingering in the air as she sat down directly in front of the podium.
India cleared her throat as she began her brief. She started by explaining the importance of the company representing them and what the company was prepared to offer as the CEO stared at her. India looked stunned as she thought she saw the CEO licking her lips at her. She paused for a brief second and then continued with the brief. After about an hour, she was finished and everyone in the room began to clap as India made her way toward her seat. As Travis stepped up to the podium, India glanced over toward the woman as they immediately made eye contact, which confirmed to India that without any doubt she was interested in her.
Danika noticed the mysterious vibe as she leaned over to speak to India.
"Well, now...what do we have going on here?" "Looks like boss lady here would like to eat a little trim!" "Maybe, I should make myself available for her, huh?"
India just smiled as she replied, "Maybe, you should...she looks like she wants to do somebody!"
India smiled back at her indicating that she acknowledged her silent message.
After the briefing, everyone began to mingle around to get to know each client. As India was standing alone near the bar getting a drink, the CEO of the company strolled over and introduced herself.
As she began to speak, India noticed her French accent, "Hello...I just wanted to say thank you for such a great presentation." "Your company must be extremely proud to have you on board." "Please excuse my manners...let me introduce myself, I'm Lady Marjorie Davenport, President and CEO of Davenport Industries, Inc."
India immediately turned and responded, "Oh, my God...please to meet you Lady Davenport...my name is..."
Before India could finish her sentence she was interrupted, "Please...I'm well aware of who you are my dear...please let us go over to the lounge and have seat and deliberate."
As India and Lady Davenport made their way toward the lounge, Travis saw them and began watching them as they entered the lounge. Danika was also watching as she thought, "What the fuck does she have that attracts everybody to her?"
India was slightly nervous as she followed Lady Davenport and her assistant to the lounge. She had no idea what this woman wanted as she sat down on the couch. Lady Davenport whispered something to her assistant and just like that, she was moving quickly out the lounge. She sat down across from India on the large plush couch as she began to sip her drink. She then placed it on the table just to the right of the couch as she said, "So...how long have you worked for your company Ms. Wynn?"
India looked stunned at the question as she quickly gathered her thoughts to answer.
"I've been with the company...around ten years, Ma'am."
"How long have you known about me and my company?"
India answered with confidence, "I've followed this corporation for about six years, studying its growth, ticker numbers, and it's potential."
"So what do you think...does this company have what it takes to become the envy of the information Technology industry?"
India stood up as she began to respond, "Yes...it just needs to have the right marketing stratagem that will catapult it into the next millennium...an approach that cannot be matched with its competitors." "I'm sure if you allow my company to take on such a venture, not only will your company take control of the industry, but when people think information systems, they'll think Davenport Industries!"
Lady Davenport stood up and strolled over toward India as she replied, "That sounds like a brilliant proposal, but there's only one obstacle."
India gazed at her puzzled and asked, "Ma'am...I'm sorry, but what kind of obstacle are you referring to?"
Lady Davenport smiled, as she placed her hands slowly on India's shoulders as she replied, "Well, my dear...the obstacle is this." "I'll accept this marketing plan for my corporation if and only if you come and spearhead it for me as head of my Marketing Department." "This dear is what I wish for my corporation!" "So what's your answer?"
India's eye grew wide as she smiled and said, "Oh my...I wasn't expecting you to say this...I'm totally speechless...I just..."
Lady Davenport interrupted her, "It's simple...you come work for me as Vice-President of my Marketing Department." "Your company packs up and goes back to America." "What's there not to understand?"
India was flabbergasted as she replied, "I'd love to work for you but, please Lady Davenport...this leaves me in an awkward and difficult situation." "This will make me look as if I planned this whole plot to..."
Lady Davenport interrupted her again, "Look...what is your current salary?"
India stared at her as she replied, "Around $105,000 a year Ma'am."
Lady Davenport laughed as she replied, "This position pays and annual salary of $1,000,000.00 a year...plus a full marketing staff and a travel and expense account...can your company match or bet that?"
India almost passed out as she gulped her drink down quickly. She looked at Lady Davenport as she strolled back to the couch and sat down. She turned and gazed at her as she replied, "Why me...why did you pick me to make such a glorious offer?"
Lady Davenport smiled as she answered, "Well my dear...I see myself in you." "Especially, the way you briefed that marketing session this morning." "This company needs solid experience with a "go getter" such as yourself and I believe that you can develop such a strategy in my company if given the opportunity."
India smiled as she replied, "Well Lady Davenport...I must think about this...this is all coming so fast!"
Lady Davenport smiled as she began to circle around India. She stood behind her grabbing her shoulders and leaning on her supple ass,, "Now there is one other thing...you know you're a extremely attractive young woman and I must admit that I am intrigued with your beauty, so yes...I want to get you in my bed!"
India smiled as she finally heard the real reason for such an interest in her as she replied, "So, that's it...you want to get me in your bed?" "For a minute there I believed that my training and long nights of hard work to become the best marketing analyst in the game was finally paying off, but I guess I was wrong...I'm just some fuck toy to play with!"
Outraged by Davenport's offer, India was about to leave the lounge when Lady Davenport stepped in front of her.
"Look...I meant what I said about you being a great asset to my corporation, but I'd be wrong if I didn't admit to you that I was attracted to you." "Look...just take a couple of days to think about it...if you are interested, the job is yours, but you got until next week or I take the offer off the table, okay?"
India looked her straight in the eye as she replied, "Let me think real careful about this before I make a decision...I'll let you know alright." "Thank you again, Lady Davenport for such a gracious offer."
As she stepped around her walking out the lounge, India smiled as she thought, "Damn...now that's a deal that I can't refuse, but I gotta play this right!" "I gotta make sure that she ain't playing me." "But what about my firm and that damn St. Croix...he'll really think that I was part of setting this scam up!" "I really need to play this right if I want to come out squeaky clean!"
As India strolled out of the lounge, area Danika slowly made her way toward her. She glanced at her as if she knew something was going on, quickly passing her a Long Island Ice Tea.
"So what's going with the Caribbean Queen?" "I know she wants to taste that cat of yours."
India laughed as she took the drink and replied, "She's an extremely interesting woman...one that I could learn a great deal from."
Danika frowned as she sipped her drink and then replied, "Yeah...I bet, so how'd she like the presentation?" "Do you think you'll be able to land the deal?"
"Yeah...I think I can, but I have to play my cards right because it could backfire if I'm not careful!"
Danika smiled as she said, "Ooohhhh sooo she wants to do you huh?"
India laughed as she began to stroll toward the bar, "What makes you think that?"
Danika raising her voice slightly, "I saw the way she was gawking at you during the brief...I know game when I see it!"
India stopped and faced Danika as she replied, "Why are you always thinking about sex...is that the only thing that's important to you Danika?"
Travis turned from his conversation as he noticed the women's conversation heating up. He excused himself from his banter and slowly strolled over toward the girls.
As he reached them, India was in the middle of her dialogue, "Danika, you have to stop thinking that everyone is trying to get someone in bed!"
Travis quickly intervened, "Hey ladies...what's going on?" "I could hear you two clear across the room!"
India quickly responded, "Travis everything is fine...we were just about to have another drink...would you like one?"
Danika looked at him with an obnoxious expression as she replied, "Yeah...I'll take another one but..."
He quickly interrupted, "Whatever the problem is get it nipped in the bud now!" "I don't want people to see our team in such weak disarray!" "Please ladies...stay focused!"
He turned around and strolled back to his clients as India and Danika got their drinks and strolled over toward a table just to the right of the bar. As they made their way toward the table, Lady Davenport emerged from the lounge area, noticing India and Danika as they sat down.
India turned her head, slowly noticing Lady Davenport staring at her with a mischievous grin on her face. India just smiled slightly as she sipped her drink. Danika noticed the exchange and quickly turned in that direction of the lounge, but saw no one. She glanced back at India as she asked, "What are you smiling at?"
India glared at her, "You know something, Danika...if I didn't know any better I'd say you're in love with me or something...Are you in love with me?"
For the first time since they were on this assignment, Danika was without words. She looked at India as she tried to decipher what she wanted to say to answer the question. She didn't want to seem like some weak ass lesbian or in this case a pussy whooped one as she replied, "Well India...I must admit that I find you extremely attractive and I would love to be with you but...my game is a little tighter then that!" "I just don't want you to get twisted in this marketing game...that's all!"
India knew by what Danika said to her that she was sprung over her. Although, Danika tried to hide her feelings, she knew deep down that she was infatuated with her.
India gazed at her for a few minutes and then she replied, "Okay...look I can handle myself...you just need to trust me and let me handle mine...okay?"
Danika smiled as she replied, "Sure...I'll do that but I must tell you...I know women like Lady Davenport." "They usually get their way and if you don't do what she wants you WILL be chewed up and spit out!" "I've been down that road India and I'm just saying to you...be careful!"
India smiled as she raised her glass to Danika, "Okay...I will and you take care of yourself as well because what happens to me happens to you!"
Danika raised her glass as they tipped them, making them cling. They both took a quick sip when suddenly India's cell phone began to ring. She immediately took it out of her purse and answered the call.
"Hello...this is India."
"Hey girl it's me...Whitney...I'm on my way to the airport. I should be there in about five hours." India answered, "Cool...just let me know where you are, okay?"
"Cool...thanks for getting me this gig...I owe you one girl!"
"Okay...talk to you later!"
She quickly hung up the phone when Danika asked, "Who is that...Ursula calling to check on her best friend?"
India looked up at her as she put the phone back in her purse and said, "You know how she is...trying to find out what's up all the time!"
Danika smiled as she thought, "Yeah, right...you making plans to get with that Davenport bitch...you ain't fooling anybody, bitch!"
After a few minutes a bellman came quickly over to their table, looking at India as he said, "Madam...I have an urgent message for you...please sign here."
She took the clipboard, signing the document and then he handed her an envelope. She quickly put the envelope in her purse, which really made Danika displeased.
"So you just gonna put the envelope in your purse...aren't you gonna at least see who it's from?" "You're really trying to keep me out of the loop huh India?"
She frowned as she gazed at Danika, taking the envelope back out of her purse to open and read who sent it. Just as she thought, the message was from Lady Davenport. She looked up at Danika as she noticed she was smiling in anticipation to find out her answer. She knew that the letter was from Lady Davenport but she wanted to hear India say it.
"Well...is it from the Caribbean Queen?" Danika said sarcastically.
India glanced at her as she tried to decide whether to tell the truth or lie to her. She hastily replied, "It's from Travis!"
"Travis," she said frowning and sighing. "He's still trying to get with you...why you don't wake up and see what I'm talking about." "You're always on me about thinking about sex all the time...what about him?"
India smiled as she thought, "Yeah...this is a great smoke screen to use...I'll just keep her focused on him while I'll concentrate on the real prize!"
India looked at Danika and said, "Okay...you got me on that one, but I'm not gonna let him get none unless I want him too!" "So don't worry okay!"
Meanwhile across the room, Travis was talking to some potential clients when his cell phone rang. He looked at it as he excused himself from them. Looking at the caller id, he noticed it was Bruce on the line. He smiled as she quickly answered, "Talk to me...whatcha got?"
"Hey man...that trick you asked me about...she's on her way down to see you."
Puzzled with what he just heard, Travis answered, "She's on her way?"
He immediately thought, "Wait a minute she's already here!" "Who's this coming down here?"
"Man...I thought that she was already down here now...who is this you sending down here?"
Bruce sighed as he answered, "You told me to get in touch with the whore and now you saying she ain't the one...man you trippin'!" "This is the one and she'll be there in about five hours so if you don't want her..."
Travis quickly interrupted as he replied, "Naw man...that's cool!" "I want to see what she workin' with...thanks player!"
He was flabbergasted as he hung up the phone. He thought as he looked around the room, "Did I get this wrong or is she playing me?"
He noticed India as she was walking toward the ladies room. He immediately ran over to catch her.
"India...can I talk to you for just a sec?"
She looked at him as she pointed toward the ladies room and said, "Can't this wait...I'm about to go in the...!"
He smiled as he replied, "Oh yeah sure...I'll just wait here for you until you're done."
As she walked into the ladies room, Danika was watching from across the lobby. She sighed as she turned away, "Damn...I'm losing her...I need to step my game up!"
As India strolled into the ladies room, she immediately took out the envelope and opened it.
"Come to my private swaray at the Nude Beach for cocktails around 7:00 PM." "I want to make it up to you if I offended you."
"Regards...Lady Davenport"
She smiled as she placed the message back in her purse. She thought, "I wonder what Travis wants with me now...well I better play it right so he doesn't catch on."
She freshened up and then slowly strolled out the ladies room where he was standing, waiting like a little puppy dog.
"Travis...is everything alright?"
"Yeah...I noticed you had quite a long conversation with Lady Davenport...I was just wondering if you think you can close the deal with her...I mean her company?"
She gazed at him as she replied, "Yeah...I think our company has a fair change, but what are you insinuating when you said her...I mean her company?"
He looked ridiculous as he tried to explain his answer, "I was not trying to ..."
She interrupted, "Yes, you were...you're just like Danika...you both are pathetic you know that!"
She walked around him as he tried to stop her.
"Wait...please...I know that sounds silly...please...I'm sorry can you just tell me what's up with the account?"
She stopped and turned around to face him as she replied, "Let me work it and then I brief you!"
He watched her as she began to strut toward the exit. Danika notice her to leaving the building, so she quickly gets up and chasing after her. As India was going out the door Danika stopped her and said, "Hey are you alright...where are you going?"
She looked at her as she sighed and said, "Look... I need a break from all this!" "It seems that the only way to get shit done around here is to sleep with somebody!"
She swung the door open as she walked out the door. Danika just stood there watching her as she walked over toward the elevators and pushed the button. She watched her until she finally stepped into the elevator and the doors close. Finally, she turned around, walked back into the ballroom, and made her way to the bar. She ordered another drink as Travis strolled over and sat on a bar stool next to her. She gazed at him as she received her drink and then took a sip. He ordered another drink as he said, "She must be tired....I think we should let her rest for awhile."
She looked at him and responded, "Yeah...that probably a good idea!"
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After about an hour, it was now 12:00 PM as India had changed into a two-piece navy blue satin bikini and decided to head to the beach. She made her way down to the beach area as she decided that she really needed to clear her head. Walking down the long stretch of hot sand, the cool blue water glistening and crashing onto the shore, she felt her nipples tighten with nervousness, as she made her way to the nude beach.
As she got closer, she started to notice the sun bakers were wearing less and less until she got to one couple who were completely naked. As she tried not to look, she could not help but notice that the woman's nipples were reacting to the slight breeze, and the man's dick, was in a semi erect state lying against his thigh. Suddenly, the man looked up, as if he felt her eyes watching as she quickly searched around looking for something else to pretend to be interested in. She chose not to say anything so she just smiled and continued until she found a spot that was not too crowded to set up. She slowly removed her bikini top and put on some sunscreen on as she wanted to prevent having burnt nipples and at her touch, her nipples immediately hardened.
After she finish putting on the sun screen she laid back and closed her eyes, the sun felt so good on her breasts and as she lay there. She could not help herself thinking about the proposition that Lady Davenport offered and of course, the salary that came with it. When she thought about engaging sexually with her she could feel her pussy getting wet at the thought and decided she was heading into dangerous territory. She sat up and tried to shake off the extremely dirty thoughts about this woman out of her mind. She smiled as she thought, "Everyone has a price...I'd be imprudent not to jump on such a great opportunity to live and work in paradise. Not to mention the money....damn...all I got to do is eat some pussy and I got all this?" "I'm going to her party at 7:00 PM and do whatever it takes."
As she began to feel good laying on the beach she finally took off her thong, exposing all of her goods. She felt extremely sensuous as she continued to think about her upcoming adventure as she fell into a tranquil sleep. She must have laid there for several hours because when she woke up it was 3:00 PM. As she opened, her eyes there were two men standing over her. She quickly grabbed the towel covering her physique as she finally realized it was Tomas and Jacques.
Jacques quickly said, "Mademoiselle...I'm sorry to have startled you but you were looking, how do you say, very fine laying here in the sun."
She smiled as she replied, "You scared me...I just didn't realize who was standing over me."
"Please, (kneeling down to help her up) "Let me put some more lotion on you...you have been out here for a while, no?"
She smiled as he immediately picked up her lotion, squeezed out some on his hand and began to rub her shoulders and her back. Tomas just smiled as he watched his friend placing the lotion on her bronze skin. He could tell it must have felt good to her as she cooed at his touch.
"So...where's your friend...Ms. Danika," asked Tomas.
"I don't know...we had a little spat and now she's furious with me so."
He smiled as he replied, "That's too bad...we were invited to attend a private party tonight and was hoping that you two could join us."
She gazed at him as she replied, "Really...where?"
Jacques quickly answered, "Here on the beach with Lady Davenport's camp at 7:00 PM!"
She smiled as she thought, "Damn...they're invited too...so what is this all about?"
"Yeah...rumor has it that she's almost ready to make her decision on who will market her corporation on the international level and she's expected to make that announcement tonight."
As soon as she heard this she stood up and began to get dressed as, she said, "I'd better get back to my suite...I have to make some phone calls and..."
Jacques interrupted, "It is my hope that we'll be able to see you girls, later...maybe at the party, no?"
She nodded her head in the affirmative as she picked up her towel and began to stroll back to the resort. She turned around, waved at them, and then strolled back to the hotel. As she was coming to the base of the hotel, her cell phone suddenly rang. She looked at the phone and noticed it was Whitney.
She immediately answered, "Girl... you're here?"
"Yeah...I'm here...in the hotel!"
"That was quick...where are you?"
"In the main lobby...If I didn't get you on your cell...I was gonna call your suite."
"Girl, just wait right there...I'm coming into the hotel from the beach...I'll meet you in a few minutes."
"Cool...I'll be here!"
India hung up her phone as she thought, "Perfect timing...now to get her on Travis' ass quick so I can get him off my back!" "Now I need to get Danika into something too...maybe I could get her to hook up in a three-way with Whitney and Travis!" "Naw...she can't stand him...we'll see!"
As she walked into the hotel lobby, she immediately saw Whitney standing next to the couch in the middle of the lobby. She turned and acknowledged India as they ran up to one another and immediately embraced. Whitney was almost a splitting image of India; build the same in every proportion. The only difference was Whitney had a mole on her left ass cheek and her hair was slightly longer than India's. Many who had the privilege to see them together swore that they were identical twins. India quickly grabbed her bag as she said, "Quickly, we need to get you up to my room before someone sees you." "We've got to do this shit right or will be in deep trouble!"
Whitney looked at her as they stepped into the elevator, "As many times as we have pulled this scam...what could be different?"
India smiled as she replied, "Yeah...but let's not let our guard down until we get the prize and if we pull this off...trust me you're gonna get paid!"
As they made it to India's suite, they walked into the bedroom and sat down the bags in the back of her closet out of sight. Then they both walked back into the living room and sat on the couch. India poured two glasses of Cristal from the bar and brought them over to the table.
Whitney picked up her glass as she asked, "So who's this trick that you want me to fuck?"
She laughed as she replied, "His name is Travis St. Croix and he's a real asshole." "I made a mistake about four years ago and gave him some cat at a company masquerade party at our annual regional marketing convention." "He remembered me, or so he thought it was me and got me on this assignment down here." "He then came to me and told me that he knows about my secret call girl thing, so he threatened to expose me to the board of directors and the CEO if I don't get with him." "After all of that, he had the audacity to tell me that he's in love with me." "Can you believe that shit?" "The reason I brought you in on this is because I want you to show up and turn his ass out, making him think it's me, then I'll come in and catch him with you so we can convince him that it wasn't me at the party four years ago. "If we can pull this scam off...I'll be free from his blackmailing ass." "Can you do this shit for me, girl?"
Whitney reached out her hand as if she wanted something.
Smiling, India strolled over to the closet where there was a safe. She unlocked it and took out an envelope, which contained $25,000 dollars in hundred dollar bills and handed it to Whitney. She opened it and with the tip of her finger, strummed through the crisp bills, smiling and then put it in her purse as she replied, "This'll be so damn easy...just leave it up to me." "No dick can resist this sweet juicy punany when I throw it on um!" I'll have his ass crying like a baby when I'm finish breaking his weak ass off and your freaky ass shit will stay in the closet, okay girl?"
India winked her eye as she replied, "Now, that's what I'm talkin' bout!" "Handle this and I promise you...I'll get you more in the future...trust!"
The evening was finally approaching and it was close to party time. India had just finished dressing when she went to check on Whitney. When she looked at her, she was gorgeous as she stood there with her black burnout velvet bra with lightly lined under wires, adjustable straps and back closure. She wore a matching mesh G-String with garter belt and Lycra sheer black stockings. She had on the cutest black triple cuff ankle stilettos that were a strappy style with buckles at the three cuffs. The heels were at least four inches as she stood there like a glamorous model. Her hair was shoulder length and was flawless and her make-up was equally in place. As Whitney continued to observe her beauty in the mirror, India said, "Let me set the stage," picking up the room phone and quickly dialing Travis' room. She dialed his number and waited for him to answer. After about three rings, he finally picked up.
"Hello...Travis."
"Well, India this is a pleasant surprise, is everything alright?"
"Yeah...everything is fine." "I just wanted to know if you were serious about what you said."
Puzzled he asked, "What are you talking about, India?"
"Look, I'm coming over there right now...when I come...make sure all the lights are out and wait for me, okay?"
He smiled as he replied, "I don't understand...I"
She quickly interrupted him, "I'm gonna break you off...just let me have you..."
She quickly hung up the phone laughing as she looked at Whitney and instructed her to go to Suite 2406. Whitney gave her the thumbs up as she sauntered over to the door, opened it and went toward the elevators.
Travis went quickly into the bathroom to freshen up as he thought, "She must have come to her senses." "I'm gonna fuck her ass good." About ten minutes later, there was a knock at his door. He remembered her instructions and he quickly turned all the lights out, making his suite very dark. The only light available was from the runners in the hall. He waited for two seconds then he answered, "Come in!"
As his guest sensuously strolled into his suite, she smiled carelessly and noticed that the room is pitch black as previously suggested by India. She smiled as she called out to him.
"Travis...I'm coming to you and to give you what you want!" "Just stay where you are...I'll find you baby?"
He waited patiently in his bedroom as she slowly sauntered toward the room. He was already getting aroused as his nature was already beginning to rise.
When she finally made it into his bedroom, she saw him in the shadows, only with the moonlight coming through the open blinds on the large picture window. The moon was full as she gazed at him as he stood there charming, handsome, and his muscles showed out superbly in his tight shirt. As he turned to get himself a drink of water, her gaze cast down to his tight dress pants where his round, muscled ass pressed firmly against the material. She felt her juices flow, as the tension from her first glance of him took control. She had to catch herself as she thought, "Damn...she didn't tell me he was fine...I think we better keep this shit strictly business or I'll fall into his trap."
On this hot summer night, she felt liberated and pleasantly horny after catching a glimpse of her prey. He was, as normal, sober and he made light jokes forcing her to laugh as she moved closer to him. When she got up to him, he quickly noticed that she was wearing a mask. He quickly smiled as she said, "Oh yes...what a nice touch...let's reminisce on that first night shall we!"
She immediately noticed his dick outlined in his pants, he was just as aroused as she was she realized, her emotions aflame, the image of his hard dick pressing against his pants making her feel dizzy.
She had a sexy essence that caused a stirring in his loins, as he slowly inched her to the edge of the bed. Sitting next to her on the bed they conversed, she giggled and touched him lightly. She rubbed his arm, which flexed at her touch.
"I'm sooo ready for you...you just don't know," She remarked. "Girl...I've been waiting for this moment since that night in Philly." "You got me so twisted," he smiled.
"Oh yeah...that's what I wanted to hear Travis," she smiled her eyes drifting up to his.
Before he went any further he asked, "What made you change your mind?" "I thought you didn't want anything to do with me?"
She didn't answer him as she leaned forward and kissed him, he returned the kiss, their lips joined combining in a delicious dance, her hands went down to his hard dick, and she rubbed it gently. He followed her actions and brought his hand to her breast, his thumb stroking it lightly through the thin satiny material of her bra. He began to kiss her lightly, moving his warm mouth to her neck; he pecked small kisses against her. She could smell his cologne and it made her spin wonderfully. His tongue lashed out, and went to her ears as he lightly kissed and sucked her lobes, while his strong hands massaged her flanks. As she lay back onto the bed, he kissed down her soft torso; he kissed through her bra teasing her firm breasts. His hands massaged her thighs, as his mouth travelled down below her navel, kissing through her G-String, he could smell her sweet musk and it drove him wild. His mouth pressed against her mound, she pressed up against him.
They spoke no words as their passionate feelings intertwined through the air. He rolled off her G-String down to her thighs, eyeing her hairless crotch in which accentuated her womanly figure. He licked against the silky surface of the mound, his saliva and hot breath soaked into her already wet mound. Pulling her soaked G-String all the way down he looked in delightful awe at her womanhood, pressing his face against her he flicked out his tongue, it stabbed into her clit, lashing over it as he gradually increased the pressure. She writhed at his licking; his hands firmly held her thighs, soft groans escaped her lips. He moved his tongue down between her soft folds; his thumbs took over rubbing against her clit, his tongue pumped into her hole. He nuzzled his mouth deep into her licking and sucking her nectar. She felt powerful, fantastic jolts of delight engulf her. He moved his tongue down between her soft cheeks to her puckered rose bud, she squirmed at this new sensation, his tongue probed her there, as his thumbs slick in his saliva and her juices massaged her erect and throbbing clit.
After tickling and sending waves of pleasure to her lowest erogenous zone, he moved his mouth back up to her clit, which craved his hot, warm attention. His fingers gently and slowly probed her holes rubbing around them as his nibbled gently on her hard clit. He pressed his fingers into her slick vaginal opening, she gasped at this penetration as his ministrations on her clit intensified. She could feel it approaching, deep within her loins, a hot erotic eruption begin, his mouth and fingers sending her to a delicious skyward peak. Sensing her climax, he continued to increase his tongue play, she shuddered and exploded in orgasm, as her body ruptured like a pent up volcano, gyrating in small quivers she felt goose bumps pop up all over her sensitive body. He slowed his tongue down and removed his fingers. Lightly licking them, he looked into her eyes and smiled.
"You are so beautiful, and taste delightful."
She looked at him, as he removed his shirt revealing his strong virile chest; he followed this by removing his pants. His hard, completely shaved dick plopped out in all its rigidness. She grabbed it and felt the smooth lasciviousness of its form. He cupped her breasts as she stroked him gently, his pre cum glistened at the end of his throbbing head. He leant forward and sucked on her nipples one by one, her post orgasm state made them extremely sensitive.
He positioned himself between her legs, his hard throbbing member aimed at her inviting hole, he leaned forward, pressing his head against her clit, and then he traced it down between her lips. She enjoyed the teasing. He rubbed her beautiful stomach as he pressed his head in, slowly, teasingly. Impatiently she rocked her hips forward and felt him stab deep into her. He sighed in pleasure as he felt the liquid velvet heat engulf his hard dick. Rocking against one another, she felt him fill her up, as his hard stomach rubbed into her clitoris, his balls gently slapping against her. He felt the hot and moist vice-like grip as her pussy sucked his dick. For several slow and pleasurable minutes both of them fucked deeply and sensually into the other, their bodies morphed into one beautiful mutation of lustful delight. They each exchanged kisses; he occasionally took one of her nipples into his mouth.
Changing position, he pulled her up, and she sat on his lap, impaled onto his hard dick. Her legs over his, their chests pressed against the others. This position made her feel his hardness better. He rubbed her back, stimulating her beyond her wildest fantasy...each kissing the other with lustful recklessness. It took only a few minutes in this position, for her to sense another orgasm and he too could feel the impending river of his hot white seed. Laying her onto her back, keeping his hardness inside of her, he extended his legs, dropping into the full splits. Keeping her legs together he pumped into her with great control, his flexible hips slapped against her, both of them felt a giant orgasm approach.
Faster and harder, he pounded deep into her, his flexible body springing him deep into her fleshy depths. Both reached their climax, she screamed, pulling his head down to her breasts as she parted her legs herself, nearly achieving the splits. This sent him over the edge, in one thrust he erupted, a hot jet of cum splashed deep inside of her, her orgasm doubled as she felt his liquid fill her, pulsing jets of cum entered deep inside of her. Overflowing from within her as he continued to pump into her hole, their mixed juices drooled out from within her, she felt completely filled up.
They gazed at each other, smiling supinely.
"Wanna go again?"
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Meanwhile, India was making her way through the main lobby of the hotel as she was about to catch the shuttle to the Davenport Swaray, when her cell phone rang. She looked at her phone and noticed it was Whitney. She stepped away from the line to the shuttle door, sitting down on a couch in the main foyer.
"What's up?"
"Girl...he's in the bathroom... taking a piss!" "Get your ass up here so you can trick him!"
India smiled as she replied, "On my way girl...keep the mask on until I get there!
"Hurry...I'm gonna get him back in bed!" "I made sure the door was unlocked so come on in the suite, okay?"
She quickly hung up her phone as he was coming out of the bathroom. He looked at her as she said, "Let's do it again, baby...then I'll take off my mask and make it official okay?"
He smiled as she replied, "You know...I kind of like this mask thing...it reminds me of our first encounter...yeah, this is turning me on even more, baby!" "Please...keep it on!"
He dashed straight toward the bed, getting on top of her as she cooed at his sensuous touch. Before he could penetrate her again, she quickly turned around, exposing her bootylicious ass cheeks up in the air. She lowered her waist making sure he had a clear view of her luscious ass as he quickly grabbed her thighs, guiding her to his throbbing hard shaft. As he darted his rigid tool into her wet sex, she moaned in unadulterated ecstasy. He began slowly, then he accelerated his rhythm, pounding her sexy faster, harder as she was began to grab the blue satin sheets. He in tuned with the love fest that he did not realize that the door to his suite was opening.
India slowly opened the door as she entered into his suite, moving leisurely toward his bedroom. She could hear the sounds of their lovemaking as she made her advance, coming closer to his love pin. She now began to smell the essence of their sex as she immediately stepped into the bedroom, standing in the entranceway, watching as he continued to pound her. Travis leisurely glanced over toward her, only catching a glimpse of her silhouette as he said, "Hey...Danika...you can come and join this party if you like, girl!" "Yeah...this is real good...oh yeah!"
He continued to pummel his shaft into Whitney's punany, as he abruptly glanced back at the mysterious figure standing and watching them. He decreased his rhythm as he began trying to comprehend who was in his room watching him screw the girl of his dreams. Then suddenly India flipped on the light switch, making all the lights in the bedroom illuminate the area. He stopped, trying to focus and to adjust his eyes now to the brightly illuminated room as India stood there with her arms crossed. He finally gained his focus as he came to the realization that it was India who was watching him not who he was trying to bring to ecstasy. He immediately pulled his throbbing shaft out of Whitney as he said, "What the fuck is going on here?" "India...what are you doing over there...who is this?"
Whitney slowly turned on her back as she began to play with her punany, "I'm the trick you fucked in Philly four years ago...don't you remember?"
He looked at her and then at India as he gradually rises out of the bed. His erection was still present as he began to stagger toward India. She quickly moved back as she said, "Travis...you don't know who you were with that night do you...you was with her and you thought it was me?""You were with somebody and you don't know who do you?"
She quickly turned around trying not to burst out laughing as she began to saunter out the bedroom. He had such a preposterous expression on his face as he grabbed a towel and tried to follow her out the bedroom.
"India...I know it was you in Philly...I know this looks appalling but...I don't know what kind of freaky shit is going on here but let me...?"
She stopped in her tracks with her back still toward him as she said, "I told you Travis...it wasn't me that night...in your mind you just wanted it to be me!"
She began to stroll toward the door and quickly out the room as he cried out, "India...hold up...please...!" "Let's me get this straight!" "This is all wrong!"
As she strolled out the door, he immediately turned around, observing the fine specimen that was now standing at the door of his bedroom. He could not believe how much she favored India as he slowly strolled over toward Whitney, trying to figure out who she was. When he got up close to her, he glared down at her sexy physique as he said, "Who are you?" "How do you know me?"
She smiled as she replied, "I'm that bitch that you were fuckin' just five minutes ago!"
"Did we really meet four years ago...?" "I just can't get this...?"
She immediately interrupted him, "What difference does it make...does it matter if you fucked me four years ago?" "You were just fuckin' me now right?"
He looked at her smiling as he replied, "Yeah...so?"
She glared up at him as she said, "Either you want this pussy or not...make your choice!"
He smiled as he said, "You're right...it doesn't matter!"
She smiled as she said in a sensuous voice, "Then let's just get back at what we were doing...I want that big fat dick back inside me, baby!"
He smiled as he said, "Now that what's up!"
She turned to stroll back into the bedroom as he smacked her on her ass, shutting the door behind him.
As India made her way toward the elevators, she smiled as she thought, "Either he's the dumbest guy in the world or he just didn't really care anyway." "Whatever...he's off my back now... I owe Whitney big time."
As she got off the elevator in the main lobby, her phone began to ring. She quickly answered assuming it was Whitney as she said, "What's up, girlfriend?"
"So you're going out on the island without me, huh?"
Realizing it was Danika, she sighed as she answered, "Danika it not like that...she just invited me alone." "Hey...I ran into Jacques and Tomas today and they want to hook up again later." "Why don't we meet them later and have some fun with them okay?"
Danika sighed as she replied, "Look India...I just thought you and I could have a nice quiet dinner together and..."
India immediately interrupted her, "Danika...Tomas wants to see you tonight...why don't you just give him a call and we can meet later...just the four of us."
She sighed heavily as she responded, "Look...don't get me wrong...I like Tomas, but India...I was hoping we could...you know spend some us time together tonight."
India laughed as she replied, "Hey, girl... I'll call you later...alright?"
As she quickly hung up the phone, she noticed that other guests were coming down to catch the same shuttle so she made her way toward the open door and was ushered into the bus with the rest of the waiting crowd.
As soon as the shuttle was full, the driver swiftly put it in gear and drove out the parking lot down the long winding road toward the entrance to the nude beach area. The drive was extremely short, only ten minutes as the shuttle finally came to the gated entrance of the nude beach loading zone. As everyone stepped off the bus, a tall events manager stepped up and began to brief each guest.
"Good Evening...I'd like to welcome you to the Davenport Swaray!" "This is an invitation only affair, so please I'd like you to please surrender your invitations at this time."
Everyone quickly began to get their invitations out so they could pass them to the manager before he would let them into the holding area. Everyone lined up to go through security before going to the dressing rooms to store their belongings.
After the screening, an extremely sexy chocolate woman strolled to the front of the group and began to brief them.
"Good Evening...my name is Peaches and I'll be your guide through tonight's festivities." "You'll be escorted to your private dressing rooms where you will find storage and security available to store your belongings, after which you'll enter the Nude Beach zone fully nude." "You must be completely naked to enter this area." "Once you enter the Nude Beach zone, you will not...I repeat...you will not be permitted to leave the area until the end of the swaray activities." "The only exceptions would be for extreme emergencies...does anyone have any questions?"
Seeing that no one had any questions, she proceeded to escort the group to the long line of dressing bungalows alongside the beach area. She put couples together first; then she separated the men from the woman until everyone had a place to make their changes.
As India was about to step in her bungalow, Peaches approached her and said, "Ms. Wynn...right?"
She quickly glanced at her as she answered, "Yes...that's correct."
"Ma'am...I've been instructed to take you straight to Ms. Davenport's personal bungalow." "Please...follow me."
India looked confused as she shook her head in the affirmative and began to follow her. She thought as she noticed many of the guests staring at her, "So...she really wants to do me." "Well, I guess I'll just see what she's working with."
She strolled down the long walkway until she reached the large bungalow on the right. It was at least five times the size of the others as she was taken in and seated in the main room. She sat there in the room alone for at least ten minutes before Peaches returned. When she returned, she had someone with her. India stood up immediately when she saw that Lady Davenport was coming in the room with Peaches.
"Lady Davenport...what a pleasure it is to be in your presence?"
She smiled as she replied, "The pleasure is all mine." "Please sit and relax."
India smiled as she replied, "Lady Davenport...I must say that I have been thinking very diligently about your offer."
"Please...call me Marjorie
India looked at her as she replied, "Okay...Marjorie...that's such a lovely name!"
She looked at Peaches nodding her head as she quickly left the room.
India and Marjorie gazed at each other as they moved toward the loveseats in front of the hinged, wooden divider. India and Marjorie both sat down on loveseats located immediately opposite a second loveseat about six feet apart. With the loveseats, facing one another and six feet apart allowed full eye and body contact. Eyes and body language express themselves and sometimes say even more than words can express. Peaches then went to get them Margaritas and finger hors d'oeuvres. After she returned, they both indulged in some of the food and drink.
While sipping their Margaritas and eating their hors d'oeuvres, each of them studied one another while searching for the person inside. The mood was light and jovial, and by the time, they finished discussing what be done at the office and any extras expected, they noticed it was getting late. Marjorie explained to India that both lesbians and bisexuals join the erotic orgies often held here. They both were quite at ease and actually felt sexually aroused by the sensual images each had created in their minds.
Suddenly, a tall dark chocolate brother stepped into the room and immediately India was intrigued. Marjorie saw the look in India's eyes and smiled lasciviously, at her and knowing what India was thinking. It was not hard to tell that. She sized him up and down. She took in the sights and let her vision come to rest on his semi erect tool. She imagined that even normal, it was 8 inches long and had some girth to it. She fantasied what kind of joys she would have with that dick ream her pussy and ass. He was looking down at Marjorie, giving her a look of strong desire then turning to look at India in the same way. He smiled and lay down beside Marjorie, who was waiting with expectant arms to embrace him to her. That feeling left India because she was ready to join them but decided not to but to only watch as they made love before her.
"And who are you mister," India asked seductively?
He smiled as he replied, "I'm Cameron and I'm here for your pleasure!"
He immediately strolled over to Lady Davenport and began to serve her, kissing her neck and inching his way down to her medium breasts.
India turned as she watched Cameron began to suck and play with Marjorie's nipples. He knew he was pleasing her by the way her fingers caressed his back.
India just sat there as she watched Marjorie without any hesitation, spread her legs wide for Cameron as his hand trailed down and caressed her thighs, observing how wet she was already.
"Damn, she's so wet, India thought as she watched the scene unfold before her.
In an abrupt move, Cameron stopped and rolled to his side and propped his head up with his hand. India was disappointed it stopped and Marjorie looked even more so. He motioned to her with his finger to come join them.
"I think we're ready for you to come and play now," he said gazing at her so seductively.
Marjorie looked seductive at her agreeing with his suggestion.
The three of them swiftly strolled behind the hinged, wooden divider where there was an extremely large bed. Marjorie and Cameron climb on as they smiled at one another.
"You look so edible...let me have you now," Cameron told her with his eyes more than his words.
With that, India seductively sauntered toward them as he stretched his hand out toward her. She took it gently as she began to slid down and lay beside Marjorie and started kissing her softly in small pecks at first and then increased their contact until they are were eating each other's mouth and wrestling for dominance with their tongues. Cameron watched them closely and then India felt his hand caressing her dark silky hair, running his fingers into it and gently grabbing it, he pulled back gently, just enough to get her attention and then she turned to him and his mouth was on hers, eating her like she had just been doing with Marjorie. His aggressive power made her head spin as his tongue dominated hers and she submitted to his. India was just getting lost in this thrilling new kisser, when he broke away and turned to kiss Marjorie, just inches away, looking wildly at them, turned on by what she saw. Cameron broke away from Marjorie, gave India's head a nudge towards Marjorie, and then went back to kissing Marjorie, their ecstasy building rapidly.
India was losing focus of what was happening as Marjorie's hands hugged and caressed her and Cameron moved so he could pull her leg in between Marjorie's and pushed her knee into her pussy. She felt how wet she was and rubbed it into her as her hand came to her tit and cupped and squeezed it, forcing blood to swell her nipple. Cameron was moving around them as India felt his hand caressing her leg and squeezing the top of her thigh. She sensed he was doing the same to Marjorie as well, as she felt Marjorie's hand come around and cup her left breast. Her finger and thumb squeezed her nipple hard and India felt that delightful surge in her clit and her pussy getting slipperier. Cameron started kissing India's leg and then Marjorie's, close to where her knee was resting. She stopped rubbing and he moved his tongue in to replace her hand. Marjorie moaned out loudly and arched her back, forcing her nipple into India's mouth, as Cameron sucked on her pussy lips with his lips and tongue. He let it pop from his mouth and then looked at India. His eyes beckoned her to him.
"She really likes this, so come down here with me and let's take turns doing her." His deep, soft voice, the inviting smile, the eyes warm and dark, India knew she is hooked.
India looked at Marjorie, nodding her head for her to do as he asked. Cameron moved and made room for her to join him and Marjorie opened her legs wide to accommodate them. India slid down and rested her cheek against Marjorie's soft thigh, cuddling into it.
"You go first, Cameron," she said in a low and sensuous tone. He just smiled as he turned and went back to licking Marjorie's pussy.
He slowly licked her from stern to stem with his tongue flat, spreading her open as it pressed in. India just watched his saliva coat her and leave her clit gleaming in the light. Marjorie wriggled and squirmed as Cameron repeated it again and as he gently exposed how full her love lips are. Cameron dipped his tongue in and lapped at it like a dog, making Marjorie squirm even more.
As he continued to bring her toward a climax, India turned on by his skill and authentic enjoyment at what he was doing. She could tell that Marjorie was a juicy one and she could give it up in large doses when given the right attention, which she was getting that now. As much as Cameron lapped up, Marjorie seemed to replace it effortlessly. India looked up at Marjorie, her head was back, and eyes closed. She was sighing with every deep breath in low moans, her hands squeezing her breasts and nipples as Cameron's tongue worked her up.
He stopped lapping and sucked in the exposed flesh as he worked his tongue in again, drawing Marjorie into his mouth. Marjorie cried out and quickly put her hand over her mouth to stifle herself.
"Oh yeah...damn that looks like it feels good." India whispered out.
She did not realize that she said it loud enough for Cameron to hear her. Marjorie must have heard it as well because she was nodding her head that she agreed too. Cameron worked his mouth up without breaking contact, sucking Marjorie' pussy into his mouth and latched on to her clit. Marjorie thrashed her head back and forth and her hands clutched at the sheets, as she must have been cumming like mad. India looked below Cameron's chin and could see that Marjorie was expelling large globs of cum with her contractions. Her ass was soaked, as were the sheets below her. With some flicks of his tongue and then a broad flat one to end it, Cameron moved back and wiped his mouth and chin.
"Well baby...it's now your turn to take it!" "Let me see you do your thing," he said as he pointed at Marjorie's soaked punany.India moved up so she could lie beside Marjorie and laid her leg over hers as she moved her hand so it came to rest on her inner thigh. Marjorie caressed her lightly as India saw Cameron move between her legs and brought her other leg over his shoulder. India ran her fingers into his hair, urging him to get started.
Marjorie turned to India with half open eyes and said, "I told you that I wanted you," and smiled.
India smiled as she kissed her lightly and lay back as she felt Cameron's breath on her pussy.
His tongue just touched the folds of her labia and traced a line up and down, and she could feel his saliva making it wetter and slippery. The sensation made her shiver and her nipples went erect. She squeezed them as Cameron's tongue worked deeper between her pussy lips. She could feel her own wetness start as his tongue caressed the sensitive tissue inside. His slow lapping motion urged her to respond even more and her clit started to ache for attention. His hands played lightly on her inner thighs and she was shivering and shaking at his touch. She was being wracked and unable to stay in control and keep her mind focused. His tongue circled out and ran up and down the outside of her pussy lips and along the mounds of her outer labia. With her wet skin exposed to the air, it made her quiver as he blew lightly on it. Then his mouth covered her and the sensation of cool to hot usher in her first orgasmic waves through her. His fingers pried her lips apart and spread her wide as his tongue darted in and out stiffly, fucking her pussy and she knew it was opening to him, wanting him to crawl inside and lick her everywhere.
Marjorie was watching India and whispered in her ear, "Girlfriend...he's fuckin' great huh...makes you wanna holla!"Her soft breathy voice and Cameron's tongue made her flush again and the waves swept over her. "Heaven must be like this," she said as he lapped at her and she knew what Marjorie had felt earlier.
"Each lap felt like it was drawing my insides out," she thought, coaxing her to spasm and secrete. Yeah that Cameron was probably the greatest pussy eater in the Caribbean as she had two nice starter orgasms already and he had not touched her clit yet.
"You can never be too good a pussy licker, can you," she thought as she felt a stalwart surge of pleasure start to build inside her. As Cameron sucked her in and licked the sensitive insides, she started to ache right in her clit as she felt she wanted some action there. She was moving her hand down, when Cameron stopped her and held it there while he kept working at her ever-widening pussy. She could feel his nose against her clit, breathing in and out, his breath caressing her clit ever so lightly, as his tongue and mouth continued sucking and licking her pussy out. She was starting to cry out in desperation of need and Marjorie heard her. Marjorie's mouth softly covered hers and her tongue silenced India. She wanted to cry she was so explosive. Just when it seemed they were going to drive her mad, Cameron shifted his mouth 3" north and her clit was barraged by his tongue with hard, flat licks and then a short series of quick flicks and then his lips engulfed her as she felt her clit being sucked out as Cameron's tongue beat against it rapidly.
India kissed Marjorie hard as she felt the orgasm finally detonate inside and blow through her body like a shock wave. She cried loudly into Marjorie's mouth as she pinched her nipple hard. India started shaking hard, convulsing in time with the rippling of the waves. She could feel her pussy drawn into Cameron's mouth as he went back and forth to the opening, sucking it greedily for its rewards. India kept crying in sheer ecstasy as Marjorie kissed her and fondled her breast nicely Finally Cameron slowed down to lapping her slowly as she became sensitive to the touch.
"Girlfriend...I'm so twisted right now...I don't know what to do," Marjorie whispered in India's ear and kissed her cheek softly.India closed her eyes as she thought, "Damn...that was excellent!"Cameron smiled, still kneeling between her legs, his mouth and chin shining with her cum.
"Fuck, he was hot." I could only imagine what he could do to a woman with that fat tool...he's hung," she thought as her feelings were now racing.
She opened her eyes and looked up at Cameron, looking down on her as if a conquest conquered. She reached up, grabbed his hands, and pulled him on top of her. She took charge and kissed him strongly, letting him know she was extremely blissful with his performance. He equaled her vigor and locked her in an embrace with him. Yeah, she felt like a schoolgirl during her first real kiss; feeling lightheaded and fluttery inside, tingles up and down her spine. She locked her leg around him, grinding her soaking wet pussy into his thigh, feeling it get wetter the more she rubbed against it. He pulled her leg to his and increased the friction she felt. He was giving so much passion freely and she responded to it. She moaned her lust into his mouth and felt her pussy yield again to him. She tensed and jammed her clit against him hard, feeling herself yet again surge a copious flow that trailed off her labia and onto his thigh, making the contact slippery. At that moment, she is totally caught up in her ecstasy. She did not notice that it was Marjorie's mouth on her pussy, sucking her cum into her mouth. India cried out in her passion as Cameron sucked her tongue slowly. Her pussy contracted repeatedly to Marjorie's persistent tongue, lapping her slowly. It finally subsided and she stopped kissing Cameron and looked at him nose to nose. Marjorie came up to of both them and they were all as close as they could get.
After about twenty minutes, India moved towards Cameron and kissed him. Her hands moved expertly across the front to his crotch as she grabbed his throbbing hard shaft. She could tell that he was ready and turned on by what was going to happen. As she worked his dick, stroking it up and down at a steady pace. He moved his hands to her breasts, caressing them as he flicked his fingers across her nipples. She pushed him on his back and proceeded to tease his dick with her tongue. He groaned with pleasure and his hips flexed pushing his dick towards her lips. She took him in her mouth and slowly took his large, hard sex deep into her throat. He gripped the bed and moaned. Marjorie moved slowly up behind India and lightly started to caress her breasts. She moaned at her first touch as if it felt so good feeling someone playing with her breasts. As she was gently kneading her large breasts she would occasionally roll her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. India cooed, because it felt so good to her every time she did it, and it made her wetter inside.
While India continued to slowly slide Cameron's dick in and out of her mouth, she wanted to deep throat him each time. She almost groaned in displeasure when she felt Marjorie remove her hands from her breast, but wondering they might be t next was unexpected. She felt her gently rub her lower back while her other hand remained on her breast. The mystery of this unknown pleasure had India intrigued and what could be in store for her next. Then she felt Marjorie gently stroke her pussy and it felt so good that she spread her legs further apart giving her better access. She kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, "You're so gorgeous, I just love running my hands up and down your naked body."
With that, she felt her gently slide her hand down her legs and between her thighs. Sometimes in between everything that was, happening Cameron slipped out from under her and went to lounge in the chair across the room while he stroked his dick. As Marjorie continued to knead India's breast she handed her a glass of Cristal. India took it and she straightened her body up. As she started to take a sip of her Cristal, Marjorie ran her hand up the inside of her thigh, she then delicately started to tease her pussy lips the entire time avoiding the touch of her clit or putting her fingers near her hole. She took her other hand and started to steer me towards the bed that was in the corner of the room. When she had finished her drink, Marjorie took the glass from India and pushed her a little harder. She stumbled back onto the bed. She was sitting on the edge of the bed and she saw Cameron lick his lips with anticipation.
As India reached to touch Marjorie, she said, "Not yet, right now, it is all about you just lie back and enjoy the ride."
As India, slowly layback on the bed Marjorie slid down between her legs. She moved her in such a way that each of her legs spread wide open and each of her feet comfortably resting on a piece of furniture. India's pussy was on the edge of the bed giving her easy access. She was still wet and glistening from the previous session as she reached up with her left hand and started to play with India's left breast. Marjorie started to knead it slightly rougher than before. Each time she rolled India's nipple between her thumb and forefinger there was a slight discomfort at her harshness but it sent electricity through her body. She then begins to blow softly on her pussy to teasing her. Then without any warning, her mouth descended onto India's clit with her tongue flicking across it as she shoved two fingers deep inside her. All India could do was moan with pleasure as she arched toward her. Her left hand moved to her right breast and she could feel her left nipple stinging from the abuse. As, she continued to expertly flick her tongue across her clit her fingers picked up the pace. Faster, faster and then she pursued her lips and sucked hard on her clit, pulling it up and between her teeth while she flicked it with her tongue. She could tell my orgasm was getting close and she slid in a third finger, she was filling me up, holding her fingers inside me while she spread them apart. All of a sudden, she lightly nipped her clit. India could not take it anymore as her entire body tightened and shook as her orgasm washed over her. She first let out a slight yelp before letting go into a deep moan of pleasure. When she opened her eyes she glanced at Cameron in the corner in his chair and noticed his dick was glistening with precum, their eyes met as they smiled.
Marjorie was definitely in control as she stood up, sauntered over to the bar and proceeded to pour more Cristal for everyone.
It was then that she pointed to her bag and told me, "If at any time you are feeling a little kinky feel free to use anything you find in there on me or yourself."
As India glanced at her bag and noticed at first, the outline of what was probably a 15-inch long, 2-inch thick dildo. She knew at that point she would get wet all over again especially at the thought of someone sliding that dildo inside of her, second at the thought of sliding it deep into her pussy. At that point, Cameron could not take it anymore as he quickly strolled over to India and got on top of her, sliding his hard shaft deep into her wet pussy. She looked up at him as she finally got what she was waiting for, his dick in her punany. He started out slow as he tried to prevent himself for cumming to fast. Soon he had a steady rhythm as he pounded her pussy, as it was the last one on Earth. She moaned and cooed as he stroked her with everything he had. She looked at him as she said, "Please turn me around and fuck me in the ass!"
He smiled a she he removed his dick from her sopping wet pussy and allowed her to turn around. She now had her bootylicious ass up in the air as she waited for him to penetrate her waiting asshole. He took his hand and rubbed some of her juices from her wet pussy onto her asshole, rubbing it slowly, and then he took his finger and slowly placed it in her ass, so she could get use to it before he placed his dick into her. After a few minutes, her hole was use to his finger and then he placed the head of his dick on the opening. He slowly began to push his dickhead into her ass as she moaned slightly. She reached around and felt his dick as the head was in her. She sighed and then pushed back, sliding his dick deep into her in one thrust. She moaned slightly then she said, "Come on and fuck my ass...fuck my ass!"
He pumped her slowly increasing his rhythm as she pushed back on his dick. He fucked her for as long as he could until he felt his cum rising from his balls.
"I'm about to cum...baby...I'm cumming," he shouted as he began to shoot his load. Before he could do it, she quickly turned around and allowed him to shoot his cum all over her face. She smiled as she accepted his load on her mouth and cheek then she began to suck his dick until it began to go down. He lay back on the bed spent as Lady Davenport began to clap her hands. She looked at India and said, "So when do you want to start?"
The sky was clear and blue when Ursula went to work, but when she left the office at five o'clock, the sky was slate-colored and rain drummed on the streets. She had a grueling week at the office and just looked forward to relaxing for the weekend. She thought about going out and kickin' it at the club, but she just was not feeling the club scene. As she opened the door to her breezy empty residence, she thought about how much she would miss the companionship of her girl, India, wishing she were back in town so she could hear her laughter. She thought as she strolled into her bathroom starting her bath, "I hope she's not working too hard down there in paradise." "She really needs to find someone...come to think of it...I need to be finding someone for myself while I'm trying to find someone for her."
As she detached her high-priced business garb from her now weary body, she was now standing in her full-length mirror observing her aging physique, she could see that time was rapidly catching up with her. Although her body was still in terrific shape for her age, she noticed that her breasts were hanging slightly, not in their usual perky state, erect and firm. Her stomach was however flat and that was only because she had never had any children to take it out of its using position. She turned slightly observing her firm bootylicious ass, which was something that most white women just didn't have as she thought, "Well at least my ass ain't got those annoying cellulite dents in it!"
Her legs were still as firm and as shapely as young lass in dance class were as she watched them, flecking her calf muscles. Finally she sighed as she strolled out the bathroom to the bar area and pour herself a glass of wine. She quickly strolled back into the bathroom, turned off the water, lighting several candles; turning on music by Mint Condition and then emerged slowly into the extremely warm bath. She cooed as she closed her eyes and just allowed the moment to soak in.
After she laid there for several minutes, she finally began to sip her wine, enjoying the moment when suddenly her cell phone began to ring. She immediately opened her eyes as she thought whether she wanted to answer the call or play it off. She immediate reached for the phone, as she thought that the call could be from India so she answered.
"Hello."
"Hello...is India there?"
Ursula sat up slightly as she heard the deep and sensuous intonation on the other end.
"I'm sorry but this isn't her number...May I ask who calling?"
"Oh...I'm sorry...I thought this was her number...wait is this her girl...uhh Ursula?"
She smiled as she replied, "Maybe...depending on who's calling...who is this...how did you get this number?"
He quickly replied, "Hold up...this is the number that India gave me...This is Myles...Myles Clyburn...do you remember me?"
"We met at the club two months ago?"
She felt her pussy tinkle as she reminisced about this strong sexy brother, remembering his will chiseled physique. She smiled as she began to convince herself, "He's calling for India...wait...I'll just find out what he wants and pass it on to her."
She took a deep breath as she replied, "She's out of the country on business...I can tell her that you called for her if you like?"
He laughed as he responded, "She told me that this was the house number." "She said that she lived with you and if I needed to get in touch with her, to call this number, but...I must say that I haven't been completely honest with you." "I really wasn't calling to speak with her...I was hoping that I could speak with you."
She sighed as she heard this ancient pickup line coming out of his mouth, replying, "So you think that I'm some unproblematic ass white girl that you can get in the sack really quickly, huh?"
He immediately answered, "Naw...naw...take it easy...its nothing like that!" "I just wanted to see if you were interested in going to see a movie or sumthin."
She sighed as she replied, "What about India...I thought you were interested in gettin' with my girlfriend...just think how that would make me seem?"
He sighed and then answered, "Look...I just wanted to see if you wanted to just have a cup of coffee or a nice quiet meal...what types of food do you like?"
She smiled as she thought, "This guy is persistent isn't he?" "I do like him and besides India did act like she wasn't interested in him so..."
"Are you talking about going out tonight?"
"If you like...it's totally up to you."
She thought for a minute about whether it was unethical to take him up on his offer. After all, he was interested in her best friend; at least she thought he was.
"So now you're interested in me?"
"Ursula...I was always interested in you." "I've been interested in you since we met two months ago...It just took me a minute to get my wits up to call."
She giggled as she replied, "Well...I don't know what to say...!"
He immediately interrupted her, "Just go out with me...I promise I'll be a good boy!"
She laughed as she replied, "Hey...I was just gonna make dinner here at my place." "If you like, you could maybe come over and join me...or maybe that is not such a good idea!"
He quickly responded, "I'd love to come by and dine with you...please...it would be fun."
She felt guilt-ridden as she allowed her answer to glide out of her mouth, "Sure...I'll text you my address and I'll see you around 8:00 PM, okay?"
"Okay...I'll see you then."
As she hung up the phone she thought, "What am I doing...this is the number one sin between friends." "Even if she doesn't have any interest in him...I should have told him no!"
She put the phone down as she continued to soak in her bath. As she laid there thinking about what was going to take place. She said, "It gonna be extremely hard not to give him some of this pussy." "I'm really horny too, but I know he being a Black man, he's probably not interested in going down on me." "I've always heard that this was taboo with African-American men." "That's too bad...because I know he gonna want me to suck his cock, which I have no problem with." "Well...I'll just wait and see." "Maybe he'll just want to have dinner and go." "If I believe that then I'm the biggest fool there is!" "He's gonna want some and I'll just have to take what I can get, because I'm tired of being alone and I wanna get broke off." "Besides, this'll be my first African-American cock!" "I wanna see if what they say is true or if it's a myth!"
She finished her drink, got out the bath and toweled herself dry.
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Meanwhile across the municipality, Marc was just making his way home from the office to his miniature residence on the west side of the city. He leisurely walked into the apartment, placing his keys on the rack on the wall next to the entrance as he shut the door. He noticed that the light on his phone was blinking so he immediately ran over to check his messages. He listens to the first message, which was informing him that he was a finalist in some sweepstakes. He quickly pushed the erase button to list to the second message, which was from his mother who was nagging him about him living alone and why he is not married. He quickly pushed the erase button to hear the third message with was another promotional contest. He erased that implication and slowly walked away from the phone disappointed. It was his hope that he would have received a message from India by now as he walked into his bedroom and sat on the bed. He looked into the tiny mirror on the dresser as he removed his shirt thinking, "Why doesn't she understand that I want her?" "I have tried every way that I know to convey to her how I feel but she just doesn't grasp it." "I've got to make her understand how I feel...that I'm in love with her and that I want her to be with me."
He continued to gaze at the mirror for a few minutes, than he stood up and removed the rest of his garments. He strolled into the bathroom, turned on the shower and began to wash his chiseled physique. As the sound of the shower muffled his hearing, his phone began to ring. He continued with his shower, not realizing that his phone was ringing. It rang and rang for several minutes as the caller on the other end waited for him to answer. After about have an hour past, he finally finished his shower, grabbed his towel and began to dry off. He glanced over toward his phone a noticed it was blinking. He sighed as he immediately ran over to retrieve it. He looked at the missed call and noticed it was an international call. He knew that he had missed his chance to talk to India and he looked up at the ceiling, "Damn...I missed her call!" "I'd better try to call her back!"
He immediately dialed the number on the caller id. The number rang and rang then suddenly a voice came on which said, "All circuits are busy right now...please try your call again, later."
He immediately tried to call again and he received the same message. He tried repeatedly but he could not get through. He threw the phone on the bed as he sighed, putting his hand on his head. He sat on the edge of the bed as he thought, "Maybe she called Ursula...I'll call her!"
He quickly dialed Ursula's number and it began to ring. It rang and rang then suddenly her answering service came on, "I'm sorry but I can't come to the phone right now...but if you would leave your name and number, I'll be sure to get back with you...thanks and have a blessed day."
Marc said a few choice words as he lay back on the bed with the phone still in hand. "SHIT...why didn't I hear the fuckin' phone ringing?"
Meanwhile back in the Bahamas, India gazed at her phone and then placed it back on her ear with the hopes that Marc would answer. She sighed as she pushed the button ending the call. She thought, "I know he's probably left the office by now...I just needed him to send me some documents via carrier." "I'll just call Ursula later...maybe she can get him to do it for me"
She slowly strolled back toward the main section of the bungalow as she observed Lady Davenport lying on her side with Cameron feeding her all types of different exotic fruits. She immediately recognized India, stretching her arm toward her as she said, "Cheers...to you, Darling!" "I think that your decision to become a part of this extravagant corporation will be one that you will never regret." "Besides...you must know the truth about your superior." You know he was planning to sale your pretty ass out?"
India paused in place, gazing at her as she said, "What do you mean...sale me out?"
Lady Davenport smiled as she stood up and began to saunter over toward her. She stepped up to her, glaring straight in her pretty brown eyes as she replied, "I heard from a reliable source that your Mr. St. Croix is in the process of concluding a major marketing deal with Chase, Rollins, and Martin, a major competitor of my corporation." "He's planning to inform your Chief Executive Officer that you and your colleague, Ms. Winfield traveled here to Nassau on your own accord with the hopes of sabotaging the original strategy of getting Bahamas corporations to collaborate with yours." "He's also planning to entrap you by exposing you and your friend as the major conspirators that deliberately orchestrated this deceitful plan, which was not authorized by your corporation."
The statement that Lady Davenport made as she tried to decipher why Travis was not only setting her up for failure, but setting up Danika as well staggered India. She slowly strolled toward the love seat just next to the bar as she thought, "So this whole project was a plot to bring me down...well...let's just see about that."
She sipped her beverage as she crossed her legs while gazing toward Lady Davenport. She watched Lady Davenport as she smiled back at her with a mischievous grin. India was in no position to challenge her, even if she felt she was pulling her leg. She had to go with the flow and she knew she had to do it shrewdly.
She smiled back at her as she asked, "Well then...I guess I need to stop him in his tracks, huh?"
Lady Davenport strolled to the bar, pouring herself another drink, gazing at India with a mischievous grin on her face. She waited for India to look up and then asked, "Do you want another drink?"
India shook her head in the affirmative as she continued to try to decipher why Travis wanted to not only set her up for failure, but why did he want to bring down, Danika? India knew that Travis was in love with her and because she refused to acknowledge that she had anything to do with him he was furious but why Danika? Why was he lashing out at her? Lady Davenport looked at her as she asked, "So my question to you Ms. India...what are you going to do about this St. Croix?" "Are you going to let this self-righteous bastard take you out of the game or will you impede his sinister plot to destroy you?"
India eyes lit up as she asked this question, "So, Marjorie...how is he planning on sending this information to the company?"
Lady Davenport smiled as she replied, "My guess would be by carrier...any other method is too dangerous and detectable...if you have any chance at beating this St. Croix, then you must find out when he is planning to send the documents." "Also there is the matter of the $300,000,000 million dollars."
India looked at her puzzled, "$300,000,000 dollars?"
"Yes...in order for him to make this work, he has to set up an off shore account in your names so that he can show the CEO that you are stealing and then the money suddenly disappears...he gets rich...you both go to jail!"
India's mind is now going in circles as she tries to take in all of this incriminating information. She gulps her drink down as she asks herself, "How does she know all this...does she play a part in this somehow?"
She stands up and laments, "How do I know you're telling me the truth about all this?" "How do I know you're not in cahoots with this bastard?"
Lady Davenport quickly strolled over toward her, reaching for her hand, but before she could reach it, India moved back away from her. Lady Davenport sighed as she replied, "Look India...I know we just met, but I really like you!" "If I was as you say in cahoots with this St. Croix, then I would not have invited you into my bed...besides this St. Croix is not my type and I do not believe he has the common sense that you carry." "I want to see you move ahead and I will help you." "There is a carrier plane the leaves here daily at 3:00 PM, carrying documents and packages to the United States." "My source tells me that he is scheduled to send his weekly assessment report on tomorrow on the carrier." "If you should somehow get the documents before they get to that plane...you may be able to stop him!"
India smiled as she suddenly thought of a plan and on how she would bring his plan to an squeaking halt. She looked at Lady Davenport as she replied, "Thanks for telling me about this, Lady Davenport...I'll make sure that I be on the lookout and I will make sure that I return the favor."
She smiled as she thought, "Yeah...you're gonna be with me...that's how you're gonna pay me!"
Ursula stared out the window at the Kansas City skyline, trying to decide what would be best for her to do. She thought, "How do I tell India about this?" "She has a chance with him but she didn't want him...so why waste a good man." She strolled over toward the bathroom, walking in as she smiled at the silhouette that was washing in the shower. Watching Miles in the shower through the reflection of the bathroom mirror was making Ursula reconsidered waiting. He had been a perfect gentleman with her, treating her with the utmost respect. However, Ursula was hesitant to get into a relationship with Miles for two reasons. One - she knew that India had an interest in him and two - this was the first time she had ever been intimate with a black man. Her folks seemed to be okay with it but she was unsure about her white friends. Although her best friend was Black, she couldn't help but notice the way some Black women looked at her when talked about getting with a Black man. Whenever, she brought it up in conversation, they would look at her as if she had gotten away with murder and was still running around on the streets.
The sight of Miles' tantalizing dick in the mirror brought on an orgasmic tingle throughout Ursula's body that erased all hesitation. It was huge! It hung from Miles' body like an enormous exotic fruit covered in the mist of the rain forest. The tightness of his smooth flawless dark body confirmed that with each thrust, Ursula would reach new heights of pleasure. With this thought, her hand unknowingly found the center of her throbbing excitement. Ursula was reluctant to move it away, but she did so out of fear that Miles would notice it there. As he turned in full view of her, Ursula caught the sight of what this fine, virile black man had to offer. She loved his smooth dark chocolate skin, his athletic six foot two frame and, his jet-black short hair that was just about to bald and his clean-shaven face. A gasp escaped her lips with her discovery. He intrigued her. Miles turned to her with a look of confidence and seduction. He did not acknowledge her right away, but instead he began stroke his manhood slowly to tease her.
Ursula could not believe what he was doing. Miles leisurely stepped out of the shower and walked past her. He knew she was watching him in the shower with her mouth wide open. He knew she wanted him. Ursula wanted Miles to fuck her, but did not know how to tell him. She did not know how to tell him all the naughty little things she wanted him to do to her. How could she tell him all the freaky things she thinks about while she masturbates during the late night hours? Miles continued the game just a little while longer. Hell, she had made him wait almost four months. Ursula finally came in to the bedroom behind him. J. Holiday was playing softly in the background. His seductive voice singing "Bed" made Ursula blush. A mischievous grin crossed Miles' face. "Damn!"
Ursula looked so sexy. She had showered before him. Now she wore white, stretch, Calvin Klein boy shorts that cupped her pussy just right. Her matching ribbed, white tank top stretched over Ursula's B-cup breasts, highlighting her large nipples. He admired her sexy body; her shapely smooth legs, her firm stomach, and he just loved her petite fingers with her manicured French nails. Miles did not think he was going to be able to play this game with Ursula any longer. She was making his dick hard. Fuck! He could not hide what he was feeling.
Miles walked to the dresser, his throbbing dick bobbed up and down with each step until he lighted the vanilla scented candles. By the time he turned around to walk over to her, she was in the bed watching him. Ursula's fears left her and she was bold at this point, not turning her head away in embarrassment. Instead, she slowly crawled to the end of the bed and met Miles' manhood, kissing it like a long-lost friend. Ursula rubbed his dick over her lips, over her chin, under her neck. Miles ground his hips as he felt the slippery warmth of Ursula's mouth even as she parted her lips. Slowly her tongue encircled the mushrooming swollen head and his eyes closed tight. She rubbed her cheeks with the back of his curled fingers and she could tell he knew she was in control. Ursula allowed his body to enter her mouth. He felt the soft skin of her lips, the smooth surface of her teeth. Miles felt the soft folds of flesh inside her cheek and he watched her mouth expand in amazement as she swallowed all of him deep into the back of her throat. His neck whipped back and his hands closed into shaking fists from the sensation.
Ursula looked into Miles' eyes and eased him out of the silky warmth of her mouth. She took her hands from his slick, dark dick, allowing it to stand up. Ursula looked at the thick veins that broke like a river. She looked at the mahogany cord running on the underside that looked like a half-buried cable. Ursula smiled and kissed his throbbing tip once again and he could see by the look in her eyes that she wanted him inside of her.
Miles pulled back but Ursula recaptured him in her mouth. His toes curled into the cool thick carpet. Her pink lips slid wetly over the soft chocolate skin on his dick.
"Baby, you taste so good," Ursula said, and then swirled her hot tongue over Miles' dick. She growled, "I love the smell of you." She slid her sweet, sexy lips up and down the outside of his immense shaft and Miles gently pushed her head back as he fought the temptation to lose control.
Miles did not realize how much tension he had built up. He wanted her so bad. Two long months he had watched her erotic walk with her curvy hips and her small but round ass. He listened to the seductive way she read her secret poems that she only read to him. He wanted her.
He looked at this amazing woman as she undressed without releasing him from her mouth. She effortlessly slipped out of her white tank top and boy shorts; Miles was amazed. Her nipples were pink and hard. Miles licked his full lips at the sight of them as if already tasting them.
Miles could not stand it any longer. He pulled his body away from Ursula and watched her present her body to him. He sat next to her and swept his eyes over her tantalizing figure. Over her creamy soft curves and the hairless fleshy mound, he could not wait to enter. He sensed Ursula wanted to say something, but Miles quickly covered her mouth with the fullness of his lips and slowly covered her body with his.
Miles kissed Ursula's lips then inched down to her collarbone and her erect nipples. They were as pink, thick as gumdrops, and sweeter than the sugar coating. His lips circled them slowly and he knew he had hit a sensitive spot by the way her body jerked, and her mouth opened releasing a small gasp. With this, Ursula felt the pulsating begin between her legs. Miles heard her breathing quicken. He sensed her anticipation, and his mouth slid farther down her abdomen. He slid his tongue in and out of Ursula's navel and she whispered Miles' name. His kisses slid down a little lower, and her moans became more urgent. Miles smelled her arousal, drawing him closer to her essence. He kissed her softly above her silky mound and under her trembling abdomen. Then his tongue slid lightly over Ursula's swollen clit.
At first, Miles licked it slowly, gently. Then as Ursula began to writhe, he tongues her a little faster, up and down and back and forth flickering as fast as he can. Ursula, now felt her orgasm mounting, grabbed Miles' head pushing him into her dripping pussy. She watched his head buried between her legs with her eyes barely open. The blend of chocolate and cream turned her on even more. He locked her thighs over his shoulders and positioned her for the ride he knows she will never forget. Miles ordered her to put her arms around his neck. Miles looked up and said, "Ursula, put your hands around my head."
She panted, "What?"
She was confused but Ursula complied without question. In one motion, Miles lifted her from the bed, and she rode his shoulders to a corner of the room. He planted her like a flag against the wall with her feet kicking back and forth as if she was in a swing and he opened her up with his tongue. The deeper Miles licked the faster Ursula ground until he felt her thighs stiffen like a board. He knew she was about to cum. Ursula's mouth opened to scream but not a sound left her throat. She grabbed the back of his head; her thighs gripping him like a vice. She pushed herself away from the wall and they fell onto the bed in a chocolate-vanilla swirl. Ursula's mind spun, thinking if I 'd known he could eat pussy like this, I would have surrendered a long time ago. She cursed her friend in her mind for telling her that black men do not eat pussy.
Ursula's breathing was shallow and ragged, sweat dripped from her forehead down between her glistening breasts. She reached up and grabbed the headboard, making her way to her knees and arching her back. Miles brought his large strong hands up, gently spread her swollen lips apart and slid his tongue in deeper than it had ever been before. Just the salty sweet syrup of her pussy made his dick throb even harder. His tongue moved up and slowly traced circles around her coral pink asshole. He then slowly flicked his tongue over her tight hole and then pushed deeper and deeper inside. No man had ever done this to Ursula before and she loved the wayward sensation she was feeling. She felt naughty, sexy and desired more than ever before.
Flipping Ursula over and onto her back Miles looked into her beautiful eyes, which had attracted him to her since day one. There was a glow on her face and a smile on her mouth.
Miles did not return her smile. Forcefully, he pulled her hips towards his dick. He rubbed it down her inner thigh and took in the disparity of her vanilla cream skin, his chocolate mocha dick and her pure pink pussy. The image before his eyes reminded him of his favorite Baskin Robbins ice cream sundae, sweet and creamy. Ursula's blue eyes rolled upward. "Make me cum, Miles; make me cum hard, fuck my pussy right."
Miles pried her legs apart and watched her open to his body. As he parted her silky-smooth lips, Ursula's mouth opened and gasped for air in expectation of the ecstasy to come. Her body was as wet as his dick was hard. He guided his dick into her soft, wet flesh without using his hands. Her eyes opened wide and she looked at Miles in surprise. The tightness just overwhelmed Miles' big, massive dick. He grabbed the headboard and gave her more inch-by-inch as her teeth clenched. Her pussy was so tight; Miles felt his dick stretching her. He gave her more and Ursula said in an impassioned voice, "Fuck me!" as if she was shouting with her last breath.
As Miles entered her more deeply, he felt Ursula's body shudder. He felt the fleshy portion of her baby-soft calves squeeze his waist. Miles held on to the headboard and pushed his hard throbbing dick inside her creamy pussy a little deeper. Ursula moved her hips in harmony with Miles' and felt his huge, black dick touch places that had never been touched before.
"Miles, fuck me harder, give me all of it," Ursula said with a deep desire as she clenched Miles' ass into her. Miles could barely breath, he tried to call out Ursula's name, he tried to tell her how her body pleased him but it came out in a garbled mess. Ursula understood every word. Miles arched his back to thrust harder and put her legs over his shoulders and felt Ursula lock her feet behind his head. The deeper he stoked the more she moaned in delight. Ursula opened her thighs wider and looked hard at him. The slightest hint of a smile was tempting the edges of her lips and her eyes looked like shards of blue glass. Thrusting in and out with long, firm strokes Miles noticed a tear form at the edge of Ursula's left eye and then slide down her cheek as she moaned with the erotic rhythm of his stokes. Miles felt the muscles inside Ursula's pussy walls grabbing like a vice on his dick. He knew that she was about to cum in him. He wanted to make this a night for Ursula to remember, wanting to please her so much. He leaned away from her body, grabbed her knees and pushed them back to her chest so her hips rose to meet his tempo. Her eyes closed tight, her fingers clenched the sheets tightly, and she bit her bottom lip as Miles stroked deeply inside her. He wanted to cum so badly his body shuddered but he was determined to wait until he pleased her first. Miles felt Ursula's pussy quivering. He knew she was about to cum by the emptiness in her eyes.
"I want to feel your pussy, gush." "I want your cunt to fucking drown me!" "Cum so fucking hard for me Ursula," Miles commanded as he drilled her faster, harder and deeper with his black dick.
Miles felt Ursula's pussy pulsing. He felt the hard thrust of her hips and her muscles contracting, feeling like fingers milking his dick. Miles slammed his hips deeper into Ursula's erupting coochie as his own orgasm overpowered him. He let go of what he was waiting far too long for. His toes curled and the sharp pain of Ursula's teeth firmly planted in his flesh made his orgasm even more intense. Ursula mounting orgasm felt like an overflowing river during a flash flood. Her body clenched and shuddered around Miles' potent body. She screamed aloud as she tried to take back control of her body. Her eyes were open but she could not see a thing. Ursula slowly released her hold on Miles' dark flesh as the turbulent rivers subsided into a tranquil pace.
They caressed and held each other well into the night. The only communication was through the passionate and naughty explorations of their bodies and from the moans of ecstasy.
Ursula woke early that Saturday morning, her head nestled on Miles' chest and her leg wrapped tightly around his muscular thigh. She felt lightheaded as if she was in a dream but her eyes widened to behold the sight before her. Miles' magnificent dark physique and her contrasting pale flesh swathing around, energized her and brought her back to reality. She could not help but stare at Miles' meaty black dick still moist and shimmering from their passions. Her hips spontaneously grinded her juicy coochie against his thigh and her left hand slowly found its way down to his dick. It felt so good, so powerful, and so erotic in her hand as Ursula felt the intense heat and throbbing of his dick come alive. She gently stroked his dick and teased his large balls until he was gigantic like a glorious black monument. Damn, it was as hard as a rock and Ursula still could not believe its size and girth. She smiled; realizing what she had in her hand was all hers. Ursula worked her tongue down Miles' tasty chocolate thigh. She could feel that he had awakened from his deep sleep and took pride in her technique. Ursula looked up into Miles' sexy, deep brown eyes and just smiled as she teased him with her tongue, making her mouth very familiar with the anatomy of his big dick and balls. Miles immediately became aroused and pulled Ursula onto him, pushed her hips and lowered her pussy over his face. He spread her fleshy lips apart and buried his tongue into warm pussy, still filled with his cum from the night before. Ursula ground her pussy all over Miles' face as she took his dick deeper into her mouth. She felt her body tingle all over as Miles licked and sucked her from clit to ass. She released his dick from her mouth and rose up because the pleasure was too intense for her to focus on sucking his dick anymore. Ursula felt Miles' pointer finger enter her pussy and then his middle finger entered her ass as he sucked on her clit. The pleasure was beyond words. Her neck snapped back and she rocked back to fuck herself on his face and fingers. Her hand tightened hard around his dick and her body shuddered with pleasure.
"Fuck me, Miles, fuck me," Ursula screamed as she bent over on her knees, raising her ass in the air and offering herself to him. Ursula felt Miles' dick entering her dripping wet folds from behind; with a force and desire, she loves. He filled her up completely and fucked her hard the way she liked it, slamming his big dick into her pussy. The room filled with the passionate fragrance of sex and moaning. Without even thinking about it, Ursula shocked herself by fingering her own ass, only to have it replaced by Miles' thumb, which sent her to the point of eruption. Ursula felt Miles' body stiffen and grind deep into her flesh. Her muscles contracted strongly around his huge member and she felt his cum gush deep inside her pussy. They ground against each other desperately and Ursula's inner muscles contracted and released with fever around his wonderful dick.
They did not want the intense pleasure to end as they felt their juices flowing down Ursula's thighs. They finally collapsed into each other's arms. Miles looked at Ursula, with a slight grin on his face. He knew he had her with the first stroke he gave her last night. It turned him on that she liked it so much that she would just take it. She thought to herself, was this the kind of woman he liked, the kind that was not afraid to go for the dick. Miles was not reluctant to admit that Ursula had him whipped, and he was going to do everything possible to please her.
Ursula gazed back into Miles' eyes and discovered what she had wanted for so long had been in her grasp for two months and she did not know it. She knew she could be herself with Miles and not be judged; he would protect her and love her forever. He would make love to her and fuck her any way she desired and she would do the same for him. She kissed Miles' sweet lips knowing this was the only man that made her sweet juices flow the instant he touched her with his tongue. The man that had shown her how capable a man could be in satisfying her with the many discoveries of pleasure. Ursula was thankful for discovering Miles but how would she tell India that she slept with a man that she wanted for her?
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Marc sat on the edge of the bed as he thought, "Why can't I get in touch with her...I wonder what she was calling about?"
Before he could finish his thought, the phone rang again. He quickly picked it up, observing the caller id. He immediately noticed that it was an international call coming in from the Bahamas. He sighed as he thought, "It's her...I need to keep my composure...here goes!"
"Hello!"
"Hello...Marc?"
"India...how are you...is everything alright?" "Do you need me to do something?"
She laughed as she replied, "Yeah as a matter of fact I do...but first how are you doing Marc?"
He smiled as he responded, "I'm fine India...I am just missing you being around in the office!"
She giggled as she replied, "That's good Marc....focus...I need you to do me a favor."
He straighten up as he replied, "Just name it...I'm on it!"
I need you to find out what time that carrier plane comes in from the Bahamas on tomorrow night and I need you to pick up an extremely important packet." "You are to get this packet and take it to Ursula as soon as you get it...I don't care what time you receive it you just get it to her...you understand?"
He nodded his head in the affirmative as if India could see him. She quickly asked him again, "Do you understand Marc?"
He fumbled the phone around as if he was about to drop it on the floor as he immediately caught it and put it back up to his ear. He quickly replied, "Yes...I understand Ma'am!"
She laughed as she replied, "Good...I'll call you tomorrow to make sure you was able to get the packet okay?"
"Yes Ms. Wynn...I'll make sure I do this as soon as it comes in!"
"I'll talk to you later Marc...have a nice evening okay?"
"Oh...sure I will...I just..."
Before he could say anything else, she quickly hung up the phone. He looked at the phone as he quickly threw it on the bed as he thought, "Damn...why didn't I tell her how I feel...shit!" "I really need to man up and just let her know...but how do I do this without her turning me in and getting me fired?" "I need Ursula to help me with this...I'll tell her tomorrow when I deliver that packet to her. She'll know what to do."
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became as India made her way toward her suite. She was feeling used and abused as she walked up to her door, took out the key and unlocked the door. When she stepped in the room, she quickly turned on the lights and closed the door. She was not feeling like having any company but she knew she must to Danika. She searched around the room, making sure that Whitney had not returned from her mission as she strolled into her bedroom and sat on the bed. Although she tried, she just could not shake what Lady Davenport planted in her head about Travis' plan to set them up. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. She frowned as she slowly got up off the bed and strolled toward the door. She opened the door slowly quickly noticing that Danika was standing there. She motioned for her to enter as she swiftly turned around and strolled away toward the bar. Danika looked at her puzzled as she quickly felt that something was troubling India as she asked, "Hey India...are you alright?" "What's wrong girl?"
India looked up at her and then quickly looked at the glass as she poured two glasses of Christal. She put the bottle back in the bucket as she began to stroll around the bar toward her. Danika was getting worried as she watched her coming toward her as she handed her the glass and motioned for her to sit down on the love seat next to the picturesque window view of the beach. India sipped her drink and then she finally spoke as Danika listened.
"We've got issues."
Danika gazed at her as she began to get frustrated as she responded, "Whatcha mean we got issues?" "What going girl...spit it out!"
India looked at her as she replied, "its Travis..."
Before she could say another word Danika jumped up and began shouting, "I knew it...I knew it that bastard has been lying to us from the get go hasn't he?"
India looked at her as she said, "Hey girl calm down...sit here and let me tell what's going on!"
Danika looked at her frustrated as she slowly sat back down. She waited for India to explain what was going as she looked down to the floor then back up at her.
"Well...I've been talking to Lady Davenport and..."
Danika quickly interrupted, "LADY DAVENPORT?"
India gazed at her as she replied, "Are you gonna let me tell you?"
Danika quickly signed as she gulped down her drink. India stood up and explained to Danika, what is really with going on as she slowly strolls around her.
"Danika...Lady Davenport told me that she heard from a reliable source that Travis is in the process of concluding a major marketing deal with Chase, Rollins, and Martin, a major competitor of her corporation." "He's planning to inform Mr. Bluefield that we traveled here to Nassau on our own accord, with the hopes of sabotaging the original strategy of getting the Bahamas corporations to collaborate with our corporation." "He's also planning to entrap us by exposing us as major conspirators that deliberately orchestrated this deceitful plan, which was not authorized by the corporation."
Danika frowned as she responded, "See, I knew that bastard was using us for something...we shouldn't have taken this assignment!" "Now he's trying to frame us with some bull shit plan...but why?"
India stopped in the middle of the floor and gazed at her with a furious expression on her face and then she responded, "That's not all Danika, Lady Davenport told me that he is using a carrier to send some incriminating documents to Mr. Bluefield. This will implicate us as staging this whole escapade and get this...there is a secret stash of about $300,000,000 million dollars tucked away somewhere in an off shore account!"
Danika's eyes grew large as she shouted, "$300,000,000 million dollars?"
"Yep, you heard me...he's planning to make it look as if we were swindling from the corporation all the time. He wants to frame us be producing these counterfeit documents to the CEO which will show that we stole from the corporation!"
Danika frowned as she replied, "So, this bastard must have set up an off shore account in our names so that he can show proof to the CEO that we're stealing and then he'll make the money miraculously disappears...he gets rich...and we'll both go to jail!"
India sighed as she replied, "So is that's his brilliant plan?"
Danika looked puzzled as she replied, "How do you know that this Lady Davenport is not just pulling your chain?" "I mean...why is she suddenly coming clean to you and how do you know that she's not in cahoots with this bastard?"
India sat down as she replied, "I don't know...that's what we've got to find out!" "I've got someone back in the mainline standing by to intercept that packet when he sends it, but if we act fast...maybe we can stop it before it leaves here!" "We really need to get a plan together and we need to do it before Travis gets that packet out of the Bahamas!"
Danika stood up and begin to saunter toward the door as she replied, "India...we really need to get a handle on this shit before we end up in jail!" "I don't know about you but I'm not trying to spend my life behind bars!"
India gave a serious look as she replied, "Just give me a minute...I'll have a plan here to get us out of this mess...trust and believe that!"
Danika turned around toward her as she quickly strolled over and hugged her. India did not flinch as she allowed her to embrace her. Danika closed her eyes as she held her close for a brief second and then she moved back slightly, but as she did, she grabbed India's left ass cheek, squeezing her slightly and then letting go.
India smiled as she watched her stroll toward the door and let herself out. She poured herself another drink as she thought, "What am I gonna do...I've got to fix this before this gets out of hand!"
Across the hall, Danika strolled into her suite and slowly closed the door behind her, locking it. She instantly removed her sandals and strolled directly into her bedroom. As she began to undress, an unidentified woman turned to face her as he lay in the bed.
"So...how'd it go baby?"
She looked distraught as she replied, "I don't know...but I think she knows something!" "She knows that Travis is up to something!"
She quickly sat up as she responded to her words, "What do you mean?" "What did she say?"
Danika strolled over completely nude toward the bed and climbed in, getting under the covers as she responded, She's been talking to that bitch, Marjorie...I told you that we shouldn't have let her get close to her...what if she fucks this shit up for us?"
The unidentified woman gently put her chocolate arms around her diminutive waist as she replied, "Don't you worry baby...I got this shit under control!" "Just let me get to that packet before it goes to the corporate office by carrier tomorrow!" "Once that's done...we'll be rich baby...rich beyond our wildest dreams!"
She smiled at her as she turned away with her back towards her. Her friend quickly begin to snore as Danika laid there thinking, "I wonder if what she said was true...I wonder if I'm getting set up too?"
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The mid-morning sun was tremendously bright as the tropical Caribbean breeze rushed through the clear blue ocean waters on the tremendously white sandy beach. India was standing on the balcony facing the picturesque ocean as she thought, "I need to find out when he's planning to send that packet to the mainland...but how?" "I know I'll call Whitney and see if she can help me." She turned around to pick up her cell phone from the table and quickly dialed Whitney's number. The phone rang several times and then she quickly answered, "Hello!"
"Hey...Good Morning...how'd it go last night?"
She giggled as she responded, "Well...he really believed that I was the one he fucked back at the convention in Philly." "You really had his ass sprung, girl!"
India smiled as she replied, "I don't know why...I don't even remember sleeping with him!" "Hey, look...I need you to do something else for me...where are you?"
She sat up in the bed and got up as she replied, "I'm in my room, why?"
India replied, "Are you planning on seeing him today...I need to get something from him but you have to do it...I can't and it's important!"
Whitney responded with concern in her voice, "What is it that you want me to get from him?"
India sighed as she replied, "I need you to see if he has a large brown packet in his room...if he does...I need you to get it for me, can you do that for me, Whitney?"
She smiled as she stood up and strolled toward the sliding doors.
"Sure...I can get it for you...but what's it worth to ya'll?"
India smiled as she replied, "Well...I can make sure that you get well compensated but you've got to trust me!" "Have I even let you down before?"
She sighed, as she answered, "No...You've always been fair to me...okay I'll help you, but I need my money, okay?"
Whitney quickly hung up the phone as Danika turned around to face her. She looked at her sleepy eyed as she responded, "Who was that on the phone?"
Whitney looked at her ridiculous as she replied, "It was your girl...India!"
Danika quickly sat up in the bed as she responded, "India...what did she want?" "You didn't tell her that you were with me did you?"
"No she thought I was in my room. She didn't know that I slipped a "mickie" in his drink and came here with you late last night."
Danika got out of bed as she replied, "So what did she want...I know she wants you to do something...WHAT IS HER REQUEST?"
Whitney gazed at her as she replied, "She asked me to help her get some information from Travis about some fuckin' packet that he's sending back to your corporate offices." "You both are getting on my nerves about this damn packet!"
Danika smiled as she replied, "Yeah...well that fuckin' packet is gonna make us filthy rich if we play our cards right!" "Get her the information...that way we can use it for ourselves and change the information so that she's the one that gets caught up!"
Danika strolled out of the bedroom into the bathroom as Whitney faced the window. She pulled out a cigarette, lit it and quickly allowed smoke to filter from her nose as she thought, "You know, I've known India a long time and I don't think she deserves to get set up like this...maybe I'm letting this money shit get to my head."
"Wait...maybe I can work this whole thing out where we all can get what we want!"
She quickly went over toward the dressers and began to search for a large substitute envelope in all the drawers. She looked everywhere until she realized that there was none in the room. Suddenly, Danika came strolling back into the room as Whitney began to speak, "Hey Danika...I need to go to my room to get something...I will catch up with you later, okay?"
Danika gazed at her at a complete loss as she replied, "Well...okay, but I want to see you around lunch time, okay?"
Whitney smiled as she replied, "Sure...I'll call you with a time later!" As soon as she responded, she ran out of the room, heading toward her suite. She quickly opened the door of the suite and ran into the living room toward the coffee table and there it was a large brown carrier envelope for shipping items. She opened it and found that it was empty. She smiled as she took out her cell phone and called India. The phone rang for several minutes until suddenly she heard a voice on the other end.
"Hello...who is this?"
"Girl...it's me...Whitney...I need to see you...I think I've got a way to get the packet from Travis...Just do exactly like I tell you and we can get this done."
India smiled as she replied, "Where do you want to meet?"
"I'm coming to you room...give me a few minutes and I'll be right there, okay?"
"Sure, I'll see you shortly!"
India smiled as she quickly hung up the phone. She strolled over to the coffee table, picking up some falsified documents that she put together implicating Travis in several financial mis-management situations and a copy of the contract that she signed with him to do this bogus assignment. As she gathered all the documents, she suddenly heard a knock at her door. She smiled as she quickly strolled over toward the door to open it. When she opened it, suddenly to her surprise it was Travis standing at her door.
"Travis...what are you doing here?" "I thought you were going to call a meeting with us, later?"
He laughed as he replied, "I plan to do that but I just wanted to come by and tell you that I was sorry for thinking that we slept together in Philly" "Whitney proved to me that she was the one that I was with that night...please accept my apologies?"
India was shocked to hear what he had just said. Despite the evil plot, he had in place to destroy her career and her life. She finally uttered a response, "Thanks, for that Travis...I appreciate that!"
"Sure...I'll see you downstairs?"
"Sure...I'll be down after I finish gathering my notes."
She slowly shut the door as she thought, "I can't believe this man...coming here and acting like he's sorry for trying to ruin my life!" "I'll show him what it feels like to destroy someone!"
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. She opened the door and this time it was Whitney.
As she strolled into the suite, she quickly handed India the empty envelope and said, "You could use this...maybe I can distract him somehow and switch the packets!"
India smiled as she replied, "I've got something for him!"
She took the envelope, quickly stuffed the fake documents into it, and then sealed it. She looked at Whitney as she responded; "Now all we have to do is get the real one from him." "You go and see if you can get his attention and I'll wait here until you gave me a call!"
Whitney shook her head in the affirmative as she quickly strolled out of the suite. As she closed the door behind her, India thought, "I really hope this works...I've got to stop this from happening!"
Several hours later, India was sitting on the balcony of her suite when she inadvertently glanced toward the beach, quickly noticing Travis strolling toward the air carrier office. She immediately grabbed the decoy brown packet that she had sitting next to her on the table and ran out of her suite wearing nothing but a purple two-piece Mar Egeu Bikini she had picked up two days prior. She noticed that he was carrying a large brown packet, which made her think, "Damn...I see I have to move faster than I planned...I've got to get that packet and I need to get it now!"
She swiftly made her way out of the hotel with the hopes of catching up with him. She was in luck because as she was making her approach, out of nowhere came Whitney, who immediately jumped in front of his path. He smiled as she quickly put her arms around his neck, "Hey, Daddy...you pulled some tricks out your sleeve last night!" "You had me climbing up the walls...Ooohhhh, baby ...you just put it down last night!"
"Well, baby...I was just trying to give you what you need...you know you deserve to be served right?"
Whitney laughed as she replied, "Yeah, baby...how many ways was God called...you really are truly gifted, boy!"
He looked deep into her beautiful brown eyes as he responded, "Well...maybe we should take this back to the hotel for another steamy session, huh?"
She smiled and replied, "Whatever you want, baby...but let me take care of that packet for you so you can get it to the carrier!" "I want you to get back and get ready for me okay baby?"
He looked at her as he responded, "Well...I'm right here I could deliver it now and then we can go back and enjoy a little sumthin!"
She slowly took it from him as she glared seductively at him as she replied, "Let me do this for you...please, baby...it's the least I can do for what you done to me!"
As he tried to take the packet back from her, she instantaneously dropped it on the sandy beach. As soon as he tried to retrieve it, Whitney pulled him up to her, French kissing him intensely. He could not help but to succumb to her touch as she gently grabbed his dick, squeezing it as she allowed her tongue to dart sensuously in his mouth. Taking advantage of this situation, India quickly reached down and grabbed the packet on the ground, swiftly switching the envelopes and then waited for them to finishing their kissing session then handing it back to him. He looked at her puzzled as he responded, "India...what are you doing out here?"
She looked at him with a serious expression as she replied, "Hey, Travis...I was just strolling the beach and I saw you and your friend here!"
He looked at them as if he could not believe the close resemblance of the two as he finally responded, "So you really are not...how did you?"
India smiled as she responded, "What's the matter, Travis?" "Oh...I hope I'm not interrupting...I'm sorry...what your name is?" (Pointing at Whitney)
"Oh...I'm India...I'm a co-worker at the firm with Travis...like I said I hope that I was not intruding...I just wanted to know if we were still on for our working lunch today?"
Before he could answer, Whitney chimed in, "I thought were just planning to spend the rest of the morning together, baby?" "You've got a meeting...with her?"
Both women were now facing Travis as they waited for him to make his response. He looked at India and then glanced at Whitney as he replied, "Well...we do need to discuss our strategy on how we're going to close our deal today... (Facing Whitney) I promise when we are finished I will make it up to you, okay?" "We will have a nice quiet dinner by the beach and get into a little sumthin' if you like...what do you say, baby?"
She smiled as she replied, "Well...okay but you better not leave me hanging because I got something that'll make your toes curl!" "You feel me?"
He smiled at them as he quickly turned around and headed directly toward the carrier office. After he was several feet away from them, Whitney quickly turned around facing India as she quickly embraced her. After a few seconds, they broke away as Whitney comments, "That was how I set up the switch, huh?"
India laughed and agrees, "Yeah, girl...I thought he was gonna catch on at first but when you kissed him and he closed his eyes I knew I had to work fast!" "I like the way you dropped the packet...that was totally ingenious!'
India smiled as she replied, "Thanks, girl...now I need to start on plan b!" "I'll make sure you get compensated for this okay, girl!"
Meanwhile, as Travis casually strolls into the carrier office and walks up to the counter, he smiles at the woman at the counter. He then says to her, "I'd like to send this packet on the next carrier to the U.S."
As he was laying the packet on the counter, an elderly woman came into the carrier office. As she stepped into the door, she dropped several large boxes, in which Travis immediately went to assist her. As he was assisting the elderly woman in distress, the woman at the counter swiftly switched the packet that Travis left on the counter. After he finish helping the woman with the boxes he immediately stepped back to the counter where the woman spoke to him saying, "Sir...I just need you to sign right here and you'll be all set!"
He turned around to leave the office as he thought, "Just wait till the CEO gets this packet...he'll thank me for it...yeah...I feel a promotion in motion!"
As soon as he strolled out of the office, the woman immediately picked up the phone and dialed a number. She waited a few seconds as the phone rang and rang. Suddenly a mysterious voice on the other end spoke, "Did you do it?"
The woman immediately responded, "Yes...It's taken care of and it will be leaving the Bahamas, shortly!"
She smiled as she responded, "I look forward to that...you just make sure that it's as good as it was before!"
Meanwhile, as India made it back into the hotel lobby, suddenly her cell phone started to ring. She looked at the caller id and quickly noticed it was Lady Davenport. She sighed as she slowly answered the call.
"Well, Lady Davenport...I haven't decided yet...I'm still flabbergasted over the information you gave me about St. Croix framing me!" "It's not that I don't believe you...I'm just wondering why you're so intrigued with me." "Makes me wonder if you were in on it with him?"
Lady Davenport smiled as she replied, "Well Miss Wynn, my interest in you has nothing to do with St. Croix...I've been searching for a very long time for someone who has the...how you say...skills and charisma to handle my company." "I have this gut feeling that you are the one." "Besides your pussy tastes so sweet...I just don't want to let you go!"
India giggled as she replied, "I've never met a woman who was pussy whooped before...damn...this is some new shit for me!"
Lady Davenport sighed as she replied, "So you think this shit is funny?" "If you were someone else I'd have your ass for this, but the funny thing about your statement is that it's true...I want you India and I'll do whatever it takes to have you!" "I need to see you...tonight...just you and me, what do you say, baby?"
Marjorie was furious but she tried to calm herself down as she replied, "You know you get me so twisted...why are you playing games with me...I demand that you come to me...TONIGHT!"
Before India could respond, Lady Davenport hung up the phone. India strolled over toward the elevators, pushing the buttons as she thought, "This bitch is out of control...she's worst than Danika!"
Suddenly, the elevators doors opened and she quickly steps in and pushes the button for her floor. As she felt the movement of the elevator taking her up to her destination, she opened the envelope, slowly pulling out the documents within. She gasped as she saw the incriminating evidence that Travis had. There were also photos of her engaging in several sexual escapades with Lady Davenport, Tomas and Jacques. Suddenly, the bell for her floor rang and she quickly put the evidence back in the envelope. As she stepped out of the elevator up came Danika toward her. India quickly put the envelope behind her back as she approached Danika.
Danika looked troubled as she responded, "India...where have you been...I've been looking all over for you?" "Did you find out anything concerning how we're gonna get out of this predicament?"
India sighed as she replied, "Yeah...I've got my friend, Whitney on it...she's gonna get the envelope for us and we are gonna switch it with information incriminating him...this will get us out of the fire!"
India looked concern as she replied, "Well...I'm gonna show how he tricked us into coming down here and prove that he's the one responsible for swindling any funds from the corporation." "I just need to get that packet!"
Suddenly, Danika's phone began to ring. She gazed at the caller id and noticed it was Travis but she hesitated to answer the call. India smiled as she replied, "Well...don't you want to answer that?"
India smiled as she replied, "Sure...Travis want us to meet before we go to the marketing conference." "Did you see his little girlfriend that flew in a couple of days, ago?"
India looked at her as she replied, "I'm gonna spend some time with Jacques...I'm in great need of some dick right about now!"
Danika did not say a word as she turned around and walked away toward her suite. At that exact moment, India knew that something was different about their relationship. She knew that Danika was up to something but what?"
Meanwhile, back in the Midwest, swinging her tennis racket in anticipation, Ursula loped down to the court where Myles waited for her, her brief white dress gleaming in the sun. Three sets later, they were warm and pleasantly exhausted, ready for a shower and a leisurely dinner. After their hot shower, they sat down to enjoy a nice home cooked meal prepared by Myles. As Ursula was about to pour their wine, her cell phone began to ring. She glanced at the caller id, noticing it was India as she thought, "I really need to find a way to tell her about Myles and me...!"
She quickly answered her phone, "Hey girl...when are you coming back from down there...you guys need to finish up. What are you doing and when can we get back to hanging out!" "I miss you!"
India smiled as she replied, "I miss you too and we're about done down here...listen did Marc tell you about an especially important packet that was to arrive today?"
Ursula smiled as she replied, "Yeah...he told me as soon as it comes in that he would get it to me." "What's going on, India...what's in this packet that's so important?"
"Ursula...I can't explain it right now, but let's just say that there's incriminating evidence about a certain individual that is trying to devastate the corporation and I need your help to stop this from happening!" "Please get that envelope from Marc and hold it for me until I get back there, okay!"
Ursula looking confused replied, "Okay...I'll get it and store it for you...Uhhh, India...I've got something important to tell you." "You remember Myles the guy we met at the club about three months ago?"
Ursula immediately began to apologize as she responded, "It just happened...I don't know how but we were just...I!"
India did not say a word for a few seconds and then she responded, "You fucked around with somebody I was seeing...how low down and dirty is that shit, Ursula!"
Ursula quickly came to her own defense, "Look India...I didn't plan this but you wasn't interested in him anyway...you said that yourself!" "Besides...he called me and said he was interested in me!"
India laughed as she responded, "Ursula, don't you see what he's doing...he's using you like he did me...he just wants to fuck you like he did me in the club!"
Ursula now with a surprise expression on her face as she replied, "You slept with him?" 'You didn't tell me that you fucked him!"
India sighed and then answered, "Yeah...I did...it was just something that happened that night, so I guess since I didn't return his calls he decided to get you in bed and he did I assume?"
India responded, "Will talk about this when I get back, but now Ursula...now I really need your help!" "Please get that packet from Marc for me!"
Ursula sighed heavily as she replied, "Okay...I'll give him a call as soon as we hang up here." "Hurry back, okay?"
Ursula slowly raised her head, gazing toward Myles as she put the cell phone down on the counter. Myles looked up at her as he sat down at the kitchen table, realizing that she had some news that he was not ready to hear as he shrugged his shoulders.
Ursula gazed at him demented, not saying a word as he stood up from the table and began to apologize. Look, I know this looks bad but you've got to believe me when I say this...I love you...I want you, Ursula and that's the whole truth!" "I didn't tell you because this happened before I knew that I wanted you...please understand...I just didn't want to hurt you!"
She quickly began to pick up her things, grabbing her purse as she tried to walk toward the living room to leave his apartment. He quickly stepped in front of her, grabbing her by her arms as he spoke, "Please...I know I should have told you that I slept with India and that she's your best friend but I wanted to talk to her first. I wanted to find a way for us to tell her so she would not find out like this...please don't mess this up here!"
He looked at her straight in the eyes as he replied, "Awww, so now you gonna play that racial bullshit with me, huh...get my black hands off you?" "You know you're wrong, Ursula...I never looked at you as some white bitch that I was just playing with...I love you, why can't you see that?"
She jerked his hands away from her as she continued to walk toward the door. She opened the door, turning around slightly as she responded, "I hope you enjoyed playing games...how did you expect me to believe you when you were honest with me from the beginning?"
She strolled out the door, slamming it behind her. She ran down the hall crying and finally stopped at the door leading to the parking lot. She stepped back against the wall, sliding down slowly as the tears ran down her face like a waterfall. She really felt used. In the beginning, she was the one who was going behind her friend back with a man that she had been interested in. First rule of the player's handbook is never play with your friend's toys unless you have permission! She was played.
Travis filled his glass with ice cubes and poured tea over them. He was full of anticipation about the meeting that was about to take place. He was surprised but equally happy when he received a call from Lady Davenport's assistant informing him that she had made a decision on which company would have the honor of marketing her corporation in the upcoming marketing push of her new products. He sat there as India and Danika sat next to him puzzled. They did not have a clue on whose company came out the victor in this marketing race, but one thing was certain...it was about to be revealed today. Travis was laughing with another colleague when suddenly Tomas and Jacques entered the conference room. His facial expressions quickly changed as they sat down directly in front of him. Jacques smiled at India who returned the jester as Tomas smiled at Danika who just smiled slightly. Suddenly, Lady Davenport and her entourage swiftly entered the room as everyone present stood up to greet them. She strolled directly toward the executive chair at the end of the boardroom table as everyone waited for her to take her seat. She glanced over at India as she smiled at her ensuring that she knew that she was doing so as she gestured for everyone to sit. She looked at her assistant who immediately handed her a large packet. Lady Davenport placed it on the table in front of her as she began to speak, "Everyone...It was extremely difficult to make such an important decision about the corporation that would be best suited to represent our product." "All of the companies represented here were of the finest caliber but only one can be chosen." "Although the victor of this contract was personally not my first choice...it is my feeling and belief that this company is well suited to do the job at hand." I know that this company will represent our goals and standards in a stellar fashion." "It is the decision of the board of directors as well as me that the corporation selected to spearhead our marketing effort will be none other than the Dubois Marketing Group, represented by Mr. Tomas Marseille and Mr. Jacques Montpellier. This corporation will be responsible for launching a $900,000,000 million dollar marketing campaign that will make not only our corporation a household name but the others that will follow suit in our historical footsteps!"
Jacques and Tomas were surprised as she gestured for them to join her for a photo opportunity. Lady Davenport smiled at India as she looked on. Travis stood up furious as he watched the whole deal going down the tubes. He quickly looked at India as he responded, "What the fuck happened...I thought you had this locked down?" Danika stood up laughing as she slowly strolled away from the table. India sat there as she thought, "I don't know why she changed her mind...what is she up too?"
As Travis tried to leave the room Lady Davenport quickly motioned for her assistant to stop him, "Mr. St. Croix...please do not leave!" "Our CEO just informed me that she needs to discuss an urgent matter with the two of you, Ms. Wynn, if you could just please wait a few minutes."
He immediately looked at India and then back at the assistant as he shook his head in the affirmative. He looked at India as he said, "I wonder what else she has for us since she fucked us on this deal!"
India smiled as she looked over at Danika. Danika quickly stood up as she responded, "Well...the Queen didn't ask for me so I'm gonna find me a drink...I'm be in the lounge."
With that, she unhurriedly strolled out of the conference room as Travis motioned for India to follow him to the corner of the room.
They followed the assistant out of the conference room down a long corridor, which was nothing but a panoramic scene of the beach. It was an extremely gorgeous display of the ocean, hitting against the beach and volcanic rock on the shore. Finally, they reached the end of the corridor turning right and entering an extremely private room with a private entrance at the far end of the room. They sat down a conference table that could easily set twenty with a large digital screen on the wall. After several minutes, Lady Davenport stepped in through the private entrance and joined them at the table.
She stood at the end next to a large leather chair as she smiled and began to speak, "Well...I guess the news that was given today was not what you were expecting, Mr. St. Croix?"
He sighed, as he responded, "No...It wasn't...I thought...I thought that you were happy with what we had to offer!"
She looked at India and then back at Travis as she replied, "I was extremely happy with parts of the deal, but the part that I don't agree with is you trying to swindle money from me that is supposed to go to your company!"
Travis cleared his throat as he responded, "Lady Davenport...what are you insinuating...where did you get such an idea?"
"I have my sources...your company had the best program and I was prepared to grant this deal to you but I received this packet last night, in it was this!"
She dropped a stack of photos of herself with numerous sexual partners doing numerous sexually explicit acts. Travis and India looked at the photos and India found several with her in them doing everything under the sun.
India looked at her and then at Travis and responded, "Where did these photos come from Travis...tell me you're not part of this?"
He stood up, gazing at Lady Davenport and then at India as he replied, "No...I swear I had no idea that these photos existed...somebody's out the frame me...I don't have a clue who is responsible for this!"
Lady Davenport looked at India and asked, "I'm gonna ask you this only once...please answer me with the truth...do you know who is responsible for these pictures?"
India looked her straight in the eye as she replied, "I swear Lady Davenport...I don't know who did this!"
Lady Davenport sat down in her leather chair as she replied, This packet was intercepted at the air carrier office by one of my assistants yesterday...it was on its way to the United States and it was addressed to your corporation." "The clerk at the carrier officer said that you Mr. St. Croix were the one who requested that this particular packet be sent."
He gazed at her flabbergasted as he replied, "I did send a packet on yesterday to the corporation but this was not in the contents...I have copies of what I sent to the board and I am prepared to present them to you if you like, Ma'am!"
India looked puzzled as she thought, "Whitney switched the packets with me, yesterday but how did they get switched again with this?" "Did Whitney screw me over and if so then what was sent to the corporation?"
India quickly stood up and said, "Ma'am...give use forty-eight hours to get to the bottom of this...I just need some time to clear this up and see who is setting us up here!"
Lady Davenport smiled as she replied, "I was hoping that you would say that...find out who's fooling who here and if you do...I'll change my decision and grant your company the contract!" "I'm having a celebration swaray tonight at the beach pavilion; I expect to see you both there!"
Travis frowned as he left the room. Lady Davenport whispered in her ear, "My offer is still on the table...you need to tell me what you want to do, tonight!"
Meanwhile back in Kansas City, Ursula was sitting in her cubicle when the office phone on her desk rang. She without looking at the caller id answered, "This is Ursula!"
She sighed as she answered, "Look Myles I really think you need to lose this number as well as any numbers you got for me...its over!"
She quickly hung up the phone, and then suddenly the phone rang again. Ursula gazed at it for a second and then she answered it, "Look, I told you to stop calling me!"
"Remember that packet that India was asking about, well it just came in about twenty minutes ago...I'm going down to the mail room to pick it up and bring it over to you, okay."
Her face lit up as she replied, "Ahhh...yeah, you bring it straight here to me." "Don't let it get sent to the board's incoming mailbox!"
An hour passed since Marc called Ursula informing her that the infamous packet had arrived. When Marc finally came up from the mailroom with the iniquitous packet, she is filled with tremendous anticipation. Ursula spotted him stepping out of the elevator; her heart immediately skipped a couple beats. As she continued to witness him strutting toward her cubicle, she felt the intensity as the sweat drizzle down her face as if someone had poured a cup of water on her head. She thought as she watched his nonchalant approach, "What could be in that packet that's was so important that she didn't want the contents revealed?" Marc unhurriedly strolled toward her with the goods as she tried her best not to make it obvious that she wanted that packet and she wanted it now. She was clueless on what the contents was that and why it is so, incriminating that India wanted it concealed. The mystery of this packet had her determined to find out somehow.
When Marc finally stepped up to, her cubicle, she tried to act as if she was unconcerned about it and continued to gaze down at some documents that needed her attention.
Marc looked down at her breasts as he cleared his throat.
"Uhhh...Ursula, I have something for you!"
She looked up at him with a surprise expression as she responded, "Oh Marc...you made it up here!
As he handed her the packet he replied, "Yeah...I was just wondering if you've heard from India today."
Ursula was so into observing the packet that she did not hear his question so he repeated it again, "Ursula...have you spoken to India today?"
She stood up with her breasts jiggling as she replied, "No, Marc...I haven't yet but I'm sure she'll be calling to check on this packet's arrival...I told you that I would put in a good word for you, so don't worry!" "I need to put this away so I'll talk to you, later!"
She took the packet and began to stroll down toward India's office leaving him standing there as she thought, "I really need to see what dirt is in here!"
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Later that evening India was still trying to decipher the whole mess she has found herself in as she thought, "I've got to find a way to get cleared from this!"
Suddenly her hotel phone rang and she looked at it for a second as she wondered if she should answer it or not. She knew it was not Lady Davenport because she would have rung her cell. She sighed as she picked up the receiver.
She smiled as she replied, "Jacques...what a pleasant surprise and congratulations on your company being selected for the contract!"
He laughed and he replied, "It is how you say...funny because I still do not know how we acquired it!" But I am calling because I would like to celebrate tonight with you...I know in a couple of days everyone will be flying back to their destinations and I just wanted to spend some more time with you before we go...what do you say...Mademoiselle India?"
She smiled as she thought about the time already spent with him, thinking of his thick throbbing shaft as she replied, "I would love to celebrate with you!"
As she hung up the phone, she remembered that Lady Davenport wanted her to meet her at the party as well. She thought, "I will meet her but I'm spending the night with Jacques. She quickly strolled into the bedroom, removed all of her clothes, and then strolled into the bathroom to start the shower. As she stepped into the hot running water, she allowed her hair to get wet as the water sprayed down her sexy physique. As she began to lather her sexy curvy legs she thought, "I've got to get Lady Davenport to help me to get out of this mess...but I'd have to take the position...what do I do?"
India made it there a little early to the party as she slowly stepped into the extremely exquisite beach mansion. The place was immaculate as the cool Caribbean air and the sound of the ocean waves mingle in with the smooth jazz playing in the ambiance. India searched around to see if Danika or Travis had made it there but she did not see them anywhere. She thought, "I hope that Jacques get here so we can go walk the beach." Before she could make her way into the main ballroom, Lady Davenport strolled into the foyer seeing her standing there waiting. India turned around slowly as their eyes made direct contact. When India saw her she immediately thought in her mind, "Damn...I was hoping to see her much later...not now...damn here she comes!"
Lady Davenport came over toward her in rapid speed as India watched her approach. It was as if she was an eagle swooping down to seize its prey as she quickly reached out and grabbed her right hand, looking her straight in the eyes as she said, "Follow me...!"
India smiled slightly as she felt a strong tingle in her sex, as she grabbed Lady Davenport's hand and submitting to her command. They quickly strolled into the main ballroom as she tried to mingle unnoticed.
They wove through the crowd in a disjointed zigzag fashion, trying to approach some wall, any wall. The music was now blaring and the room was heating, the humid tangy scent of sweaty bodies rising up in the air. India felt some of her hair sticking to her temples and took her fingers swipe them away quickly. Her elbow bumped into a girl as Lady Davenport dragged her through the crowd. The girl turned with a glinty glare to India, who kept the cold gaze with her eyes until she stumbled and turned toward Lady Davenport again. Lady Davenport's fingers were slipping from her hand and were hard for her to grasp.. The pressure Lady Davenport was exerting to hold onto India's hands was making her fingertips throb.
They stopped in the middle of the dance floor as the escalation of contact had begun. It began with the occasional bump of the hips, a hand resting on an arm. Lady Davenport's eyes had been sparkling as she laughed on the floor. India was more serious, staring back at the more petite girl, constantly stepping in closer. The crowd of dancing bodies moving in a wave toward her back helped by holding them in. Once you lost your moving room once, it was gone.
It was the sharp shove from behind that started it. India's hands flew out to grip onto Lady Davenport's waist as she swayed, then balanced. Her upper fingers rested on the bare flesh of Lady Davenport's waist. The skin was warm, moist with sweat. She let her thumb rub up on the bare skin. It was hard to focus on dancing, though the wild bouncing body in front of her did not seem to struggle.
India's eyes hazed over as the medium breasts bounced into her fuller ones. Her hands slipped unconsciously further around the waist, making her have to step a knee in between the other girl's, slowing her dance.
Lady Davenport's hands rested onto the India's shoulders as her big brown eyes looked up, startled and wide at India. Normally, India would have pulled away, but she did not this time. She was elated, but anxious.
Lady Davenport looked down at her lips, which were juicy like her own, but painted a bright red. She notices India's red parted lips. Her eyes flickered back and forth from the brown eyes to those lips. Her head did a little jerk forward, tilting... then paused to look into her eyes again. Suddenly, she dove in. India felt the sharp intake of breath in Lady Davenport's chest before she felt her lips. Her kiss was soft, tentative. She just wanted to... to feel them. She barely tugged her juicy lower lip between hers and her tongue was just moving forward for a sweep across them, to taste, when Lady Davenport jerked herself away. India braced herself for whatever expression of disgust, anger, shock that would greet her. India lowered her eyes and dragged them up slowly to look at Lady Davenport. She stared at her, strangely.
Lady Davenport was smiling! A they both stopped dancing and notice they were standing in the middle of the floor. India's arms wrapped deep around her waist as Lady Davenport's arms were up high around India's shoulders. That was when she sharply turned, grabbing India's hand, and yanking her through the crowd. India's tummy was fluttering as they finally reached the outer wall. They paced along the wall, looking for some bare space. Lady Davenport found a small hole near the back wall and turned her body to lean against it. There was only enough room for her small frame. She pulled India's body into her by the forearms in which she went happily, melting into hers. She slipped her knee in between India's until the buckles of their pants touched. She felt just a hint of flesh against her bare tummy as she grabbed the luscious rounded face with both of her hands with fingers splaying to touch all of her skin and pulled it towards her mouth. Her tongue was not so tentative this time, but swept in between the lips to taste that mouth she had watched for weeks since they first met in the conference room. She first tasted the salt of sweat on her lips, then the sharp tang of the margaritas that they had been drinking all night.
Lady Davenport's hands had quickly wrapped around India's, sliding briefly over the rounded bottom inside her sundress. She stroked her back up to top, tugging the fabric away from the wet skin to run her fingers along it. India pressed her knee in deeper between the legs, forcing them to part, and rose up to meet the sweltering heat between them. She pulled back just to suck Lady Davenport's lower lip and then she tilted her head back the other way to push her tongue in deeper, longing to swallow her whole. However, she pulled away again, eyes flickering from side to side. India had not even noticed the people around her, of whom some had stopped their talking to watch. Lady Davenport gave them a hard stare back and grabbed India's hand, heading for the restrooms. The chatter in the restroom was as blinding loud as the music outside. Lady Davenport headed straight for an unoccupied stall toward the back. Pulling India in with her she had to do some climbing get her legs around the toilet to shut the door. There was a little chuckle from the sink, but Lady Davenport did not care.
She lunged towards Lady Davenport with her hands flying down over her ass then down the back of her thigh to lift one leg up so she could put her knee back up to firmly press into her crotch. She grinded her knee in as they kissed again... hands flying up beneath sundresses, scooping out breasts to grasp and squeeze.
India's long fingers cover Lady Davenport's medium breasts as she leaned her head down to pulling them free of the fabric and wrapping her mouth wide around her nipple. Sucking them softly as her fingers worked at her dress. She had to touch her. The dress was down and she yanked at the sides of it, pulling Lady Davenport's small frame completely from the wall in one jerk. Her fingers dug to the inside of the India's panties and slipped down under her sundress. India groaned as she felt the small patch of pubic hair as she sank three fingers over the hot wet mound and outer lips. India ran her middle finger along the slit before teasing it, but Lady Davenport was so wet, her finger slipped inside sharply. Her body jerked as she inadvertently tapped her clit.
"Mmmm, fuck me, honey," India whispered hoarsely as she raised up to nuzzle at Lady Davenport's ear, her tongue flashing out along the lobe, teeth pulling it into her mouth.
 "Just fuck me... please," Lady Davenport, whispered back, "Hurry!"India groaned and hiked her thigh up her side again as the other hand dove deeper into her pants. She slides the tip of her middle finger along the silky, sodden folds and down to circle over her entrance before pushing the tip inside. She tilted it up to rub the small little grooves at her upper entrance."Hurry," Lady Davenport panted again.
India pushed two fingers inside and thrust them up to her knuckles. She pulled her body back and shoved her entire frame up into her again as her fingers thrusted in deeper. She jerked away and shoved forward with her whole body again. Lady Davenport bangs her back into stall of the bathroom wall. She was reaching up to grip onto the top of the doorway as she India's body shove into her. Her head is turning from side to side as she grunted.
India heard the voices from outside the stall. She moved her head to cover Lady Davenport's mouth with hers, languidly deeply kissing her. Both women's nostrils flared as they panted into each other's feeling of lust.
India quickened the pace and jabbed at her pussy. Her pants and panties were keeping her hand in tight, confined, but also allowing the base of her palm to grind into Lady Davenport's clit. Her hand was soaked as she clearly heard the squelching sounds. She reached around with her other hand to sink it inside the back of the dress that covered Lady Davenport's ass and pulled her in tighter.
Lady Davenport was starting to buck back against her hand and India knew she was close, so she pushed her palm into the clit tighter. Lady Davenport tore her lips away to cry out but India's free hand swept up her back to grab onto the sweaty matted hair and pulled it back. She wrapped her lips around her throat and felt the spasms and violent quaking of her body in her hands. She held on with a strong, shaking palm furiously against her clit and every nerve grasping onto the reactions of her body.
Her hard grunt and jolt from her signaled a release from the orgasm as India pulled her palm away. She slowly pulled the fingers free and heard the squelch as they left her hole. She pushed into Lady Davenport, holding her up, supporting her against the stall as both of them panted.
India turned her head a little, bringing up her dewy wrinkled fingers to her nose to inhale sharply. She suckled her finger, turning to her and kissing her again, pushing the taste of her own cunt deep into Lady Davenport's mouth.
India leaned away into the opposite wall and watched the Lady Davenport fumble with her sundress as she paused and unrolled a bit of toilet paper and dug inside her panties to wipe some of the wetness from her crotch. India chewed her lip, longing to clean that up with her mouth and not waste it on the tissue. She opened the stall door and rested her palm on Lady Davenport's back to walk drunkenly from the stall past the staring eyes of the other women in the room and out into the dark of the club. India pressed at her back and guided her to the door and out into the cool air. Lady Davenport leaned over India's shoulder and whispered, "So are you going to take the job?"
As India strolled slowly out of the ladies room, she immediately spotted Jacques standing in the lobby at the entrance of the nightclub. He was diligently searching for her as he glanced around the premises trying to find her. Suddenly, his eyes lit up when he spotted her approaching him from the west. He quickly stepped toward her as she stopped in her tracks.
She smiled as she gazed at his face, "Yes...I'm fine!" "Let's just go into the club and get a drink okay?"
As they began to stroll into the main club area, she shortly observed Lady Davenport coming out of the ladies room. Lady Davenport sighed heavily as she stared at India and Jacques as they began strolling into the main club area. As India and Jacques strolled into the heavily populated club area, he immediately asked her a sharp-witted question, "So India...you're leaving to go back to the United States in about two days...what's next for you?"
She smiled as she stared up at him as she thought, "You know...I hadn't given that much thought...I know I've got to give Marjorie an answer tonight on whether I will join her corporation...right now I just don't know what I will do!"
She gazed at him, "Well Jacques...I don't know what I'm gonna do yet but I know that I'm gonna enjoy the rest of my time here in paradise so...let's just enjoy each other tonight, okay?"
He smiled as he replied, "Yes...I was hoping you would say that...I'd like to spend the rest of this night here with you!"
As they embraced she thought, "I really need to make sure that packet doesn't get in the hands of the Board of Directors!"
Suddenly, Danika came strolling into the main club area and she immediately searched around for India with the hopes of changing her mind and getting her in between her silk sheets. As she searched the room, she immediate turned to her left and there they were Jacques and India engaged in a passionate embrace. They are kissing each other as he let his right hand slowly drift down to her bootylicious ass and grabs her right cheek slightly gripping it. When Danika saw, what was going on she became extremely furious. She stood there watching him play with her ass just made her more annoyed. She thought, "She just doesn't get it huh...she's letting that foreign muthafucka play with my ass like that...she need to just stop!"
As she continued to watch them, she took out her cell phone and dials a number she had on speed dial. As she waited for the person on the other end to answer, she was rapidly becoming bitterer as she observed her hopeful lover play with this man from France. Suddenly, she got an answer, "Hello."
"Yeah...they'll be fucked up when the board reads this shit in here!" "You sure you want this to go down?" "You'll be implicated in this as well, you know that, right?"
"Yeah...I know that...but that's the way it gotta go...it can't look like I was part of setting her up...besides she should have listened to me and it wouldn't have to come to this shit!"
Before she could answer, tears were now rolling down her cheeks. She knew it was about to go down and she had to let it happen.
As soon as she said that, she hung up her phone and immediately began to stroll toward them. As she was making her approach, she wiped the tears from her eyes before she reach them. Suddenly, out of nowhere came Tomas, who immediately embraced her.
India and Jacques both turned around and smiled at Danika and India said, "You're here...I'm glad you decided to come down!"
Danika smiled back at her as she thought, "Yeah...I'm gonna see how much you're gonna be smiling when they find out what's in that packet."
Ursula filled her glass with ice cubes and poured tea over them. She would come to grips with her intrigue now. She told herself, by the time she finished her tea, she would have made her decision, finally. However, she drank the tea as the ice cubes melted and became tepid water, Ursula continued to sit at the table with her mind vacillating.
"What's in this damn packet," she thought as she continued to stare at it on the table. She knew she could not open it until India gave her the okay but she really wanted to know what was the significant of it. She picked up the packet, holding it up toward the light, trying to see if she could see something, anything to solve her curiosity. She sighed as she quickly dropped it down on the table. As she slowly watched it fall toward the table, she could not help but notice the letter opener now lying next to the packet. She smiled as she thought, "How convenient!"
She gazed at the packet as she gradually began to pick up the letter opener. She picked up the packet and sighed as she glared at it. Suddenly, as if it had a life of its own, the letter opener leisurely sunk into the crease fold of the packet. She sighed as she began to open the packet slowly as she thought, "I know I'm not supposed to do this but...!"
She opened it and then dropped it on the table again. She put her palms on her forehead as she thought, "What am I doing...I'm gonna get in trouble for this."
She slowly opened the packet and pulled out the contents. She commenced to observe the documents, which seemed to be information on offshore accounts. As she read the documents her eyes grew as she said, "OH, MY GOD...I can't believe this!"
She quickly put the papers back into the packet as she thought, "The board need to see this...they need to know what's going on!"
She quickly grabbed the packet and her purse and ran quickly out of her cube toward the elevators. She was upset now as she thought about what she had just discovered.
Whatever, it was she was now genuinely disturbed as she made her way into the elevator. She turned around to face the doors as she thought, "Somebody is gonna get hurt!" "This kind of mess must be stopped and I'm gonna stop it!"
Meanwhile, Marc was already up on the executive floor delivering the rest of the incoming packets to the board members when he unexpectedly overheard voices in a nearby office. He gradually stood by the entrance as he heard the conversation unfold.
"Well, Sir...Travis St. Croix, her supervisor informed me by phone that he had documentation the will prove that Ms. India Wynn has been embezzling large amounts of money from this corporation and I want to see that she goes down for this!" "He's sending the documentation by carrier and we should have it in distribution this morning."
"As soon as you get this so-called documentation...will set up a board of directors meeting but in the meantime I want you to check out this story coming from Mr. St. Croix...before we take this in to the CEO...I want to make sure it's legit before we tarnish this woman's repetition!"
For a brief minute, Marc is traumatized at what he had just heard and tried to decipher it. Suddenly, the doors of the elevator opened and Ursula stepped out walking toward the office of the CEO's Executive Director. As soon as Marc noticed her, he instantaneously tried to get her attention, calling her name.
She glanced over toward him as she witnessed him motioning for her to come toward him. She glanced into the Director's office and noticed that he was still engaged in conversation with another board member; she sighed and then quickly made her way to where Marc was standing. When she reached him he grabbed her by the arm, guiding her into a nearby unoccupied conference room.
As soon as they got in the room he quickly shut the door as she asked, "Marc...what are you doing...what do you want?"
"Look, Ursula...something is going down...I heard the Director and one of his assistants talking about India and some dude name Travis St Croix...I think she's in trouble!" "Have you talked to her...is she, okay?"
She frowned as she pulled her arm away from him as she replied, "Marc...she's fine...what are you talking about?"
He gazed at her agitated as he replied, "I was sorting out the distribution and placing them in the inboxes. When I was walking pass the Director's office I accidently overheard him engaged in a conversation with someone...I think it was his assistant, but they were talking about someone had embezzled a large amount of money to some offshore accounts." "What got my attention was who they said was the primary suspect in this dilemma!"
She gazed at him with concern as she responded, "Who did they say was involved?"
"He looked down at the floor, then he raised his head slowly as he replied, "They said India...India Wynn was involved."
"They're waiting on some packet...I think that's the packet that she wanted you to intercept!"
She smiled clinging to the packet in her hand tightly as she swiftly replied, "I'm expecting a call from her anytime now...I'm sure that this is some sort of mistake." "Let me get with her to find out exactly, what's going on!"
Marc gazed at her with distraught as he tried to figure out Ursula's actions, which in his opinion was out of place. As if she was out of touch with what he was saying. After all, this was someone that he really cared about and this was supposed to be her best friend. She was acting unusually peculiar which just made him become more suspicious of her. He gazed at her as he asked, "Ursula...we've got to do something...I know she's not involved in taking any money from this company!" "Why would she do that...she's already got it made here...it just doesn't make sense!"
Ursula smiled as she replied to his statement, "Marc...let me talk to her and let her know what's up...I'll get to the bottom of this one way or another."
As she began to stroll out of the conference room, she put the packet up to her breasts, ensuring that he could not take it from her as she smiled and walked out. He looked at her as she made her way toward the Director's office. He could not believe what he was seeing as she went up and knocked on the door. As she was motioned to enter the office by the Director, she glanced toward Marc with a demented smirk as she proudly stepped out of sight. Marc turned his head in disbelief as he thought, "What's she doing and what's in that damn packet?"
Meanwhile, back in the Bahamas, India and Jacques were leisurely walking along the beach discussing their plans. Jacques was infatuated with her, gazing at her attractiveness as he thought, "I wish she could stay here with me, but I know she has her own career and I don't want to jeopardize getting in the middle of that." "Besides...she may not feel the way I do so..."
He stopped her gripping her hands tenderly as he gazed deep into her hypnotic eyes as he says, "I wish things were different with us India...I really wish I could have you in my life permanently."
She smiled as she replied, "Jacques...I'm really flattered and I like you...I do like you a lot, but I have my career to think about and right now it seems to be moving up pretty fast these days."
She smiled as she replied, "Well...not exactly...I've been offered a position with a firm with an extremely high paying salary and I have to give them my decision by tomorrow!" The job is everything that I've been wanting in my career but..."
He immediately interrupted, "But what...India you should take it...what could be the reason that would keep you from advancing to the position that you desire?"
After he said that, he gazed at her with anticipation with the hope that she would say that she would give it all up to be with him. She looked up at him, placing her right hand on his face, staring into his baby blue eyes as she replied, "Nothing would, but you don't understand...this position would require that I stay here."
He face lit up as he smiled and replied, "That's magnificent India...my corporation informed me just yesterday that I'll be staying on here to work as a liaison for the development of our marketing program here...your corporation must be getting some subcontracting businesses here..."
She immediately stopped him from speaking as she promptly responded, "No, Jacques...my corporation is not gonna be involved here...the job...if I take it entails working for Lady Davenport...I'd be working for her as Senior Vice-President of Marketing for her corporation with a full staff and completely watch over the whole marketing program."
She detected a little jealousy in his response as she removed her hands from his. She slowly turned to continue walking as he stood there watching her for a brief second, then he began to follow behind her as he said, "So, India what do you think your decision will be?"
She unhurriedly turned around to face him as she was about to answer him when suddenly Danika and Tomas came strolling up toward them. She smiled at him as she slowly strolled up to him and embraced him. He looked down at her as she reached up and immediately kiss him on his lips. He hesitated for a second as he fall prey to her luxurious lips taking in her tongue. He felt his nature beginning to rise as their tongues danced together in unison.
As Danika and Tomas finally made their way up to where they were standing Danika gazed at her with an obnoxious smirk on her face as she, watched India and Jacques engaged in their tongue kissing ritual. She sighed as she responded, "Ya'll need to get a room...or take off your cloths right here and do the damn thang!"
India broke the kiss to respond to her sarcastic remark, "I think that's a good idea...Jacques lets go to the nude beach and finish this!"
India took Jacques' hand as they proceeded to stroll toward in the direction of the nude beach when Danika sighed heavily. Danika was fuming again as she reached out to grab India's hand from Jacques and said, "Why are you doing this shit to me, India...why can't you just play the game the way it's supposed to be played?"
India looked deep into her eyes as she replied, "Danika, why can't you just understand that I want what I want and you're just my friend...THAT'S ALL!"
Danika stood there watching as they strolled away from her. Tomas slowly walked up behind her, lightly placing his hands on her soft shoulders. At first, she felt as if she did not want him touching her, but she hurriedly turned around to face him as he immediately embraced her. The tears were running down her face as she thought, "Now that's the reason why you're gonna pay for this shit bitch...I swear you're gonna pay for what you've done to me!'
As soon as India and Jacques made it to the totally nude section of the beach, they quickly checked their clothes and strolled down toward a heavily secluded area. The sun had already begun to set for several hours as the moon lit sky reflected a sensuous glow on them. She stood looking at him in front of her. He was tall, and he had deep blue green eyes that begged her attention. His curly black hair implored her to run her fingers through it, but she just stood, motionless, waiting for his lips to move.
"I want you so much," he said.
When she heard his words, her heart raced. His eyes twinkled as if he was laughing, and she could not help but flash him a smile with her sensuous sexy mouth.
India was on a business trip, and had met this man in the bar of her hotel. They had met a couple of nights ago, and had spent many hours at the bar together, sipping their drinks but spending more time drinking in each other. Jacques was very attracted to this beautiful woman; he had caught himself staring at her more than once. She certainly was very attracted to him. He had a strong physique, which made her want to run her hands all over his handsome body. God, she wanted him!
You could tell that she was small in stature then him, only standing at about 5'6" with long cold black hair hanging down her back. A surge of heat passed through her body, starting in her head then traveling down to the tips of her toes and then proceeding to climb up again to settle in her groin. It was these feelings that lead her to invite him in with every fiber of her being.
He moved towards her and enclosed her in his arms. She tilted her head up towards his as he brushed her lips with his.
"Mademoiselle, you're so exquisite," he murmured, as he kissed her more passionately. They fell into the kiss, and his arms got tighter around her, pulling her hard against his body. With one of his arms still around her, they made the way down toward an area blocked by volcanic rocks. She proceeded to lead him in by the hand to an area that was completely secluded so they could be alone with their own devices.
At first, they stood by a cave opening, kissing each other passionately. The feeling of his arms encircling her, and the sensation of his full lips encompassing hers drove her wild! His arms slid down her back to squeeze her tight ass. She jumped at the surprise, but then pushed herself closer to him and feeling his exposed erection. One of her hands slid it between them, and she began to run it up and down his hard on. He kissed her more lustily now, and she knew he was ready for her.
She pulled away and started to move toward a sandy mound, he wrapped his arms around her as she began to lie back.
"Let me make love to you," he muttered against her ear.
She smiled as she muttered back to him, "No...I want you to fuck me!"
She moved her hands behind her to grab his ass and to massage his throbbing hard dick, but he pulled away. Then, in one swift motion, he twirled her around, so that he was looking at her full breast. He took one breast in his hand and began to massage it.
"Before you get too carried away with me, I want to spend some time on you," he stated in a deep commanding voice.
She was not about to argue as he moved his mouth towards her now erect nipples. His tongue circled the hard nipples, and he gently teased them with his teeth. She was now throbbing with anticipation, and could feel her pussy getting extremely wet. With one nipple in his mouth and the other between his fingers, she lay back on the mound, helpless to resist, even if she wanted too. He enjoys what he was doing, as he moaned while sucking on her nipple, causing shots of electricity to race through her body. When he seemed to tire of that, he slid his hand over her hips, and she lifted her ass so he could play with it at his leisure. There she was, completely naked in front of him. He stared at her lustfully, and laid himself on top of her. "You are how you say getting into this ...no?" he asked surreptitiously and she nodded and let out a low groan as his fingers found her pussy. "I see you're wet for me already!"
He kissed her and their tongues quickly found each other.
He stopped kissing her and ran his tongue down her body, starting between her breasts and working his way down to her navel, then her stomach and then to her cleanly shaven pussy. His tongue then began to work its magic on her warm, wet punany as his hands moved up her body to tweak her nipples and press down on her stomach. Soon, he found her clit as he ran his tongue across it, her body rose with anticipation as she ran her fingers through his hair. He began to flick his tongue across it, and then suddenly his tongue plunged inside of her.
"Oh, fuck, yeah!!!!" she screamed with latent desire.
His tongue was darting in and out of her pussy with his fingers were still pinching and rolling her nipples. After tongue fucking her, he moved back to her clitoris and began to nibble on it while running his tongue all over it. It was hard for India not to cum immediately, but she wanted to enjoy it as much as possible. Finally, with one of his hands pressed firmly on her stomach and his tongue insistently licking her other regions, she felt the pulsating pleasure of her orgasm sear through her body. Her body rose off the sand made bed and she let out a moan of shear primal pleasure. She laid there for a moment, not able to move and then she felt his body creeping up on the mound to lie next to her. He lay there, running his fingers through her hair, and then he leaned over and kissed her full lips. She could taste her juices on his breath and it was this feeling that made her want to pleasure him in the same ways he had done her. She rolled over to face him.
"Now, Jacques it's your turn," She murmured seductively. She allowed herself to run her hand over his throbbing hard shaft before toying with him. She found herself looking at the most finely tuned, muscular man she had ever had the pleasure to lay eyes on. She continued to toy with his manhood, desiring to see how long he could hold out before she served him her goods. His erection sprung up pointing to the night sky as she played with his desire.
She smiled as she crawled down until she was face to face with his throbbing dick. This was her favorite part of the session. She kissed his inner thighs, and reached behind him to grab his fine ass. Then her tongue traveled to his balls, and she took as much as she could into her mouth. Her tongue was working hard, running all around his nut sack as she sucked and teased it. Then, she used the tip of her tongue to run up his shaft. She could feel his body tense beneath her as she took the head of his thick dick into her mouth. She swirled her tongue all around the sensitive head, then took more into her mouth. Her tongue was quick to find his erogenous zones, and she used her hand to start massaging his perineum. She started moving her head up and down on his dick swiftly, taking time every now and then to run her tongue around the head. She poked her tongue into his slit and licked up the precum that had formed there. It was salty and sweet, and encouraged her to suck harder and faster.
"Jacques...I want you to cum! Oh yes, you're making me so fuckin' hot for you, I want you to cum right now in my hot sexy mouth!" she growled impatiently, and then continued to stroke his shaft with her tongue.
The encouragement seemed to work, as she felt his cum spray into her mouth seconds later. She took in his creamy load and swallowed, still sucking until she had milked every drop out of him.
Then she crawled up on the mound next to him to rest for a few minutes. Therefore, they laid there for a while. His arms came around to encompass her as he moved in closer. She was not expecting much more to happen tonight. He kissed the top of her head, and she returned his embrace, nuzzling her head against his chest.
She felt his words vibrating as she lay on his chest, "You are one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on," he whispered reverently.
For a few minutes, they lay there kissing each other. She could feel his hand move its way down her back until it reached her ass. His hands started to knead her ass cheeks as his tongue explored her mouth. She felt herself getting aroused again, as did he. She reached between his legs and grabbed his balls, rolling them in her hand back and forth.
His erection started growing again as she played with his balls and they kissed fervently. He seemed hungry for her as he devoured her with his mouth. Suddenly, he was not gentle and romantic, but a hungry beast just dying to eat her. He stood up, taking her with him. Then he turned around again to face the sandy mound and made her kneel on the edge of it, her bootylicious ass sticking up at him. He seized the opportunity to slap it a couple of times before he moved his now throbbing hard dick closer to her hole. He pushed the tip of his dick against her now well-lubricated slit. He squeezed her ass and smacked it a couple more times, causing her blood to run hot. In one swift move, he pervaded her with his erection, until it hit deep inside. He stood there for a moment, as if relishing the tightness of her pussy, and then methodically began pumping it. One hand traveled from her ass to tweak a nipple and her body shuddered in delight. She was hot for him. She suddenly wanted him to screw her harder than she ever had been fucked before. As if sensing her desire, he started to ride her harder, until neither of them was sure they could hold out any longer.
Suddenly, he withdrew his dick and turned her around to face him. He picked her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist, and he let her down onto his dick. Holding her by her ass, he pushed her up and down, harder and harder. She squeezed her legs tightly around him and wrapped her arms around his neck, attempting to kiss him feverishly. However, he was no longer in a kissing mood. He picked her up and pushed her against the nearby volcanic wall. He pressed her hands against the wall and then grabbed her waist, pulling her out so that he could see her puckered ass hole. Seeming to think better of fucking her ass, he again thrust his dick into her wet pussy and continued to fuck her ferociously. She started screaming at him, becoming as animalistic as he does, if not more.
"Yeah, fuck me...oh, yeah, you know you want to!" "Screw my tight pussy...I want to feel your jizz fill me up!" she screamed.
At first, he seemed cowed by this outbreak, but then he became more ferocious and fucked her harder and harder. She had never been so vocal before and it turned him on even more.
"Come on, what you are waiting for?" she shrieked as she reached between her legs and began to massage her clit.
"Take this you fuckin' bitch!" he bellowed and soon his jizz fill her up until it poured out around his shaft.
The feeling made her orgasm imminent, and shortly after, she felt her pussy begin to pulsate with fervor. They collapsed in a heap on the sandy beach, their bodies intertwined in exhaustion. His cum was dripping out onto her thighs, but she was too tired to care. They lay there until Jacques got the initiative to cuddle up next to her and dozed off to sleep. She thought how wonderful it was to lay there with his arms around her. She laid her head on his shoulder and let her arm carelessly fall across his chest.
They laid there for hours before she rolled over and found that Jacques was no longer next to her. A little disappointed, she turned and rolled drowsily off the sandy mound. She stood up looking around the beach area as she began replaying the events of the night before. She looked around, for the bathrooms and found that they were several feet away from the area they were. Therefore, she got up and strolled toward them.
When she opened the door to the bathroom, she saw Jacques standing there completely nude, adjusting the water for a shower. She strode toward him confidently, and his arms found their way around her. His hands were wet from checking the water, and the droplets of water on her skin caused her to shiver. He picked her up and placed her inside the shower, and then he joined her. The water cascaded over their bodies, and she pressed herself close to him. He took the soap and worked up a good lather on the washcloth. Then, he began to clean her entire body, starting with her face and working down. Before he ran the washcloth over her crotch, he leaned in and kissed it. She shivered at the unexpected contact. His practiced tongue parted her lips and he teased until her clit came out to play. Then, he tugged on it gently with his teeth. He started flicking it back and forth, and she started to roll her nipples between her fingers. As her legs began to quiver, she braced herself against the wall of the shower and spread her legs wider, to allow him more access. She tensed as the waves of her orgasm washed over her. He pushed two fingers into her and massaged her from the inside until her orgasm subsided. She turned around and placed one of her legs up on the edge of the wall, allowing him to slide his dick into her hole. His arms reached around her and began massaging her stomach and chest as she reached between his legs and played with his tight balls. The feeling of them slapping against the backs of her legs was wonderful, but now she wanted to make him feel as good as he made her feel. As she felt another orgasm building up, she began to yell again fervently.
"Fuck, yeah...oh shit, you feel so good!" "You know I want you, harder, harder!" "Oh man, dammit, make me cum!" "Make my body quiver under yours!"
"Yeah, you like that, don't you?" "You like it when I pound you hard!" "You make me want to cum all over you! You'd like that, wouldn't you?" "Well I'm gonna make you beg for it!" he bellowed, and she shivered at the ferocity of his tone.
He pulled out and began to smack her ass, making it turn deep shades of black. He threw her over one arm, and started spanking her, hard. Now she was even hotter with desire. As her ass shivered under his hand, she started to play with her nipples again. With his arm he was holding her up with; he then grabbed her arms and held them firm against her body.
"No, my sweet...you cannot do that!" he bellowed authoritatively. "I am gonna do all the work!" She cowered and took the spanking, getting hotter with pent up sexual energy. "Yeah, you like that, bitch. Tell me what you want me to do to you!"
"Oh, Jacques, fuck me...I want you to pound me, hard." Then I want you to come all over my face and chest!" "I am so hot for you, and I want you so bad!" "I love when you spank me!" she screamed back at him.
Her words seem to push him close to the edge, because he stood her back up so that she could face him. He then begins to plunge deep inside of her once more. He pushed in so hard and rapidly that she twanged from the slight pain. That really got him going, because he fucked her even harder than before.. As she started to go into an intense orgasm, he pulled out of her and began shooting his load onto her chest and all over her face. She opened her mouth, and he shot his cum into it as she stared at him blatantly and longingly. They showered their tired bodies off before returning to the beach. As they were about to leave the beach and return to the building, he delicately leaned her against the wall and with all of his animalistic behavior worn off he draped his wet body over hers and began to kiss her, not roughly or passionately, but softly. His lips brushed hers as he brought one hand up to her hair. He started to run his fingers through it, and she tightened her legs around his waist. After a few minutes, they strolled back to the receiving area and retrieved their clothes.
One more kiss than he was gone. A few minutes later, she got hold of herself and began to make her way toward the hotel. She knew she was now ready to make a decision about her future as she smiled reminiscing on her recent sexual encounter and finally making it back to the hotel lobby. She first decides to get a drink before heading up to her suite, so she strolls toward the hotel lounge. As she was making her way toward the lounge, hoping to see Jacques again, she ran into Travis, who was sitting alone at the bar. She sighed as she made her way over to speak with him. She stood behind him until he acknowledges her presence by glancing at her reflection in the mirror behind the bar.
"So...I guess this whole damn thing just turned out to be a disaster, huh?"
She looked at him confused. One, she'd never seen him acting like this before because he was always so full of confidence, two, he was acting as if he wasn't trying to set her up, so she acted as if she was clueless.
"I really thought we had a chance with this project...I don't understand what happen...can you explain it, India?"
She glared at him as she replied, "Me...Why're you asking me that?"
He turned around slowly and replied, "You were the last one to speak with Lady Davenport before this sudden press conference was called...did you do or say something to sabotage our deal?"
She frowned as she replied, "What...you're kidding right...I did nothing to mess up our chances!"
He looked at her with an angry face as he responded, "So if you didn't fuck this up purposely then what's this rumor that you're jumping ship and joining Lady Davenport's camp?"
She looked at him surprised that he knew about her offer, but she immediately figured out that Danika must have told him about the deal. She smiled as she responded to his allegation, "Well, I was offered a position with her corporation but I assure you Travis...I didn't sabotage our chances to land this deal!"
He gazed at her as he showed her an e-mail message from the Corporate Headquarters.
"You see this...this is an urgent e-mail from Corporate...they want to see us as soon as possible." "They say they have some corporate matters to discuss concerning this project." "They claimed that a representative from Davenport Industries, Inc. has some incriminating evidence against us. We are restricted from leaving here until the investigation team arrives here in three days."
She gazed at him distraught as she replied, "Investigation...incriminating evidence...what's really going on here, Travis?"
India was now totally confused, although Lady Davenport recently had told her that Travis was involved in setting her up, India did not fully understand Lady Davenport's role in this dilemma. She did not know that she was planning to make contact with her Corporation. As she stood there waiting on Travis to respond to her question, she knew that she had to see Lady Davenport and do it like yesterday.
Travis mugged her up and down and then responded, "I'm not saying anything until I find out what you've done...I don't trust you and I think you should stay the fuck away from me until I find out why you're setting me up like this!"
He quickly slammed his glass on the bar as he stood up, strolling around her, leaving her standing there in awe. She slowly sat down at the bar and ordered a drink as she thought; "Only one person knew about Lady Davenport offering me a position with her firm." "I thought I could trust her but I really see that Danika is really out to get me!"
Meanwhile Whitney was in her suite preparing to leave for the United States when she received a knock at her door. She hurriedly strolled to open it thinking it was Travis. She smiled as she opened the door wide, but was disappointed when she saw it was Danika standing there. She quickly turned around, strolling away from the door as she responded, "Oh, it's you...what do you want?"
Danika smiled as she entered the room, closing the door behind her as she replied, "You know what I want...why you are holding out on me, Whitney?"
Whitney turned to face her puzzled as she responded, "What are you talking about, Danika?" "I've told you everything that I know so what is it that you want from me?"
Danika strolled over toward the bar, poured herself a drink and then replied, "I want to know the truth about Philly!" "You see I know that something's up and you know what it is!"
"Why do you think that something is up, Danika...why don't you just tell me what you think happened?"
Danika smiled as she took a sip of her beverage and then she replied, "Well...I think that India really slept with your boy Travis....since you two are almost identical I can see you two pulling something like this off!" "But what I don't get is why...why you are two doing this?" "What's the reason?"
Whitney sat there staring into space in deep thought as Danika waited for her answer. She knew she had to say something but she did not want to expose India's cover up so she responded, "The truth is I was there in Philly...India was trying to sort things out with her mother and she asked me to step in."
Danika looked at her with disbelief as she replied, "Now, do I look like a fool to you?" I know you don't expect me to believe that bullshit do you?"
Danika smiled as she replied, "So, I guess you sleeping with me the other night was all part of the plan too, huh?"
Whitney frowned as she replied, "I thought we were just kickin' it...so now you think I was trying to set you up...what the fuck is wrong with you?"
Suddenly across the room, Travis was standing there listening to the conversation. He slipped into the room without them even noticing as he responded, "Yeah...what IS wrong with you Ms. Winfield...you seem a bit edgy lately?"
Whitney rose up and immediately strolled over toward Travis instantaneously embracing him as she responded, "Baby...I didn't hear you come in...Danika was just..."
He immediately interrupted her, "Just leaving...Ms. Winfield I'll get with you, later...now please see your way to the door!"
She gazed at him with a malicious expression as she unhurriedly strolled toward the door. When she reached the door she quickly turned around to face him as she replied, "You really don't have a clue do you, Travis?"
She opened the door, sauntering out the suite without closing it as he replied, "That's Mr. St Croix to you!"
Ursula had nervously been chain-smoking, and warm, angry tears had ruined her mascara as she sat there in a dark corner of the bar. Her lipstick had worn off on the stubs of the cigarettes. She downed several drinks as she thought about what she saw in that infamous packet. She was already frustrated with the fact that she slept with a man who her best friend had been sleeping with and now this. She was very distraught. After a few minutes, Marc came into the place and walked over toward the bar. She immediately caught a glimpse of him and tried to hide before he noticed her presence. He turned as if he felt someone staring at him. He strolled quickly over toward the table as he became aware of her presence. He immediately detected that something was wrong with her as he stood there watching her rub her eyes.
He gazed at her with concern as he replied, "I come here sometimes to have a few drinks...Ursula...what's going on?"
She looked at him, sipped her drink and then motioned for him to sit down across from her. She immediately fired up another cigarette as she responded, "India's coming home in the next couple of days."
"Ahhh...yeah...but there's a little problem that India needs to address as soon as she gets back in town."
Marc was very concerned as he immediately responded, "What is it Ursula...what's going on?" "Is India in some type of trouble?"
She look up at him as she gulped her drink down and motioned to the bar maid to bring her another. He looked at her as he quickly replied, "Don't you think you've had enough to drink for tonight?"
She frowned as she responded, "Look Marc...don't you come in here telling me what to do!" "Don't you think I know when I've had enough to drink?"
As soon as she said that, she attempted to put her glass back on the table but missed and almost fell off her chair. Marc and his quick response prevented her from doing that, so as he helped her back into her seat. He looked at her and responded, "I think you need to sleep this off...I'm gonna call you a cab!
"No...Wait," she immediately replied as she looked him straight in his eyes, "Why don't you take me home...I trust you Kenneth uh...I mean...Marc...to take me home, okay!"
As she tried to stand up she quickly began to fall forward and instantly Marc grabbed her by her shoulders to break her fall. He looked at her as the tears in her eyes instantly began to run down her face as she replied, "I just don't understand what she was thinking...why she did that?"
Marc was confused about Ursula blabbing and tried to decipher what she was saying. He quickly escorted her out of the bar toward his car. As he put her in the passenger side of his car he thought, "I really need to find out what is going with India...whatever it is I want to help her!" "I have to let her know that I truly care about her and this is my chance to let her know how I really feel!"
He fastened her seat beat and closed the door. As he strolled around to the driver's side of the car, he could hear her whispering something under her breath as he finally got in the car. As he started the engine he thought, I wish I could get somebody to watch her...I need to find out if India is alright!"
After about forty minutes, Marc pulled up in front of Ursula's apartment complex. He parked the car and quickly strolled around toward the passenger side of the vehicle to open her door. As he opened the door, he noticed that Ursula was still mumbling gibberish that did not make any sense as he sighed heavily and then unfastened her seat belt. He quickly noticed that she was in no shape to walk up to her apartment so he immediately picked her up and slammed the door with his leg. As he strolled toward the apartment building, Ursula began to giggle as if her husband was taking her over the threshold on their wedding night. He looked down at her suddenly realizing that this was the first time that he had ever been this close to her. He observed her pearly white skin and her blonde hair that was now covering her left cheek. He thought as he got to the foyer of the building, "She ain't half bad...she just needs to find someone for herself!"
Finally, Marc got Ursula to her apartment door. He put her down to get her to stand on her feet and then he asked, "Do you have your key?"
She smiled as she reached in her purse to get the key. After several seconds of searching, she finally found it and put it in front of his face. He tried to take the key from but she decided she wanted to play games and began to jerk them back from him. She did this several times as he tried desperately to retrieve the key from her hand until he finally became frustrated and said, "Look Ursula...I need you to give me the key!"
She smiled and then she stretched her key clad hand toward him, but when he tried to get the key, she allowed it to drop in her blouse between her large breasts. He immediately pulled his hands back as she began to giggle profusely as she said, "Well...I guess if you want the key you gotta get it from my boobies!"
As much as he wanted to just leave her standing there and walk away he didn't he just looked down at her with a angry expression as he said, "You better be glad that I'm a man who cares about what happens to you!"
He reached toward her breasts, sliding his hand between them as he grabbed the key with his fingertips. Before he could get his hand out between her breasts, she moved his hands toward her harden nipple. She looked up at him as she said in a raspy sensuous voice, "Squeeze it for me, daddy."
He gazed down at her as he noticed that her nipples were now protruding through her sheer blouse, which made him, began to sweat. He slowly squeezed her nipple as she requested and she closed her eyes so she could tune into his touch. He had to admit to himself that her breast was feeling good as he suddenly realized that he had never been inside a white woman before. As the thought dwelled in his mind for a brief minute, he quickly pulled his hand out of her blouse as he thought about what he was doing. He quickly regrouped and stuck the key into the door lock, twisted it, to unlock the door. What happened next took him by surprise as the door opened wide; she immediately reached up and kissed him. As she kissed him, he did not return the kiss as she continues to pull him into her apartment. He looked down at her and says, "Why are you doing this Ursula...you know how I feel!"
She laughed as she replied, "You want India...why do you want her so bad?" "You can have me if you want...I'm ready right now!" Just take me...!"
He grabbed her slightly pushing her into the apartment and closing the door behind him. She tried to kiss him again but he refused as he tried to get her to go into the bedroom to lie down. She continued to pursue him as she took off her blouse exposing her large mammaries to him. He stood there for a brief moment as he gazed at her creamy white breasts and her pick hard nipples. As he tried to stay focused on what he was doing , he quickly grabbed the folded blanket that was lying on the end of the bed and wrapped it around her, as he said, "Ursula...please get a hold of you...stop this I say!'
She frowned as she felt rejection and humiliation from his actions. She glared at him as she replied, "You know something, I knew you was gay when I first laid eyes on you...I know you've got to be gay to turn down this white pussy!"
He looked her up and down as he responded, "You're just drunk, Ursula...you need to sleep it off and thank me in the morning!"
She stepped over toward the bed and immediately lay down as she replied, "You just scared of this white pussy...that's it...scared of it because you know you can't handle this!"
Before she could get her head on the pillow, she had passed out like a light. He slowly strolled over toward her to make sure she was still breathing as he thought, "I wonder if she has that packet here with her?"
He strolled out of the bedroom, searching around to see if he could find her attaché case. He looked around until he finally spotted it in the corner next to the umbrella stand by the door. He quickly ran over to retrieve it and he thought, "Just my luck, she has this damn thing locked."
As he pushed the buttons with his thumbs, he felt a slight tug as the latches holding the attaché case closed suddenly released, opening the case. He quickly opened his eyes as he pushed open the case and searched the contents. He moved around the papers that were covering a large brown packet. As he moved the papers around, he carefully took the packet out of the case and observed it. He sighed as he whispered in a low breath, "Whatever's in this packet...I know India is not part of it!"
He unhurriedly opened the packet, slowly pulling out the contents within as he whispered again, "Whatever's in this packet...I know India is not part of it!"
He looked down at the papers that were now in his hand as he began to read the documents. He could not believe what he was reading as he thought, "India is involved with this?" "This can't be true...something is just not right here?"
He commenced to filter through the papers until he came across some photos, which were of India, and several different sexual partners having some alluring and detailed sex. Marc was devastated as he flipped through the photos. He tried extremely hard to refute the images that he saw in those photos as he tried to disbelieve that India would be part of a conspiracy to embezzle millions from the corporation to fund an explicit sexual pleasure ring. He was completely distraught as he put the contents back into the packet, placing back in her attaché case. One thing he did notice was the facial features on the photos of India was a little distorted which left him to believe that it was possibility that she could be caught in the middle of a set-up scandal. He strolled toward the door as he thought, "I've got to find out more about this...It really doesn't make sense...I just don't believe India could do something like this!" "I'm gonna find out one way or another...who's behind this shit and I gonna make sure they're stopped!"
Several hours later India was standing in the elevator waiting for the doors to open as she thought about Whitney. She knew that she was about to go back home and she wanted to thank her for all she had done to keep her secret in the closet. As the elevators doors opened, several members of the Bahamian Police Department stopped her as she stepped out of the elevator. Her heart skipped a beat as she tried to find out what had happened down the hall. After she and several other guests were told to stay behind, the now stretched out "DO NOT CROSS -- POLICE tape, she quickly noticed that all the commotion was coming from her friend, Whitney's suite. Now she was really feeling timorous as she thought, "Should I tell them that I know her or should I just keep my mouth shut?" "What happened down there?"
Before she could make a decision, one of the police officers motioned to the officer who was holding back the guests to allow India to cross the police line. He looked at her as he said in his Caribbean distinctive accent, "You may pass Miss!"
She smiled slightly as she stepped under the yellow line, quickly making her way toward Whitney's room. As she slowly strolled toward the crowd of police officers that were now parading around the area, it was as if she was travelling in slow motion as the words of everyone around her sounded extremely sluggish. She was frightened as she thought about what was waiting for her in her friend's room. She hoped that it was just a small misunderstanding with Travis or a minor medical issue, but deep down in her soul she knew it was more than just a lover's quarrel. She knew it was much deeper than that.
As she approached the scene of confusion, a medium height chocolate brother was standing their giving orders to one of the police officers. After he finished giving his instruction, he quickly turned around and addressed India.
"Ms. Wynn, please allow me to introduce myself...I'm Inspector Randolph Poirier with the Royal Bahamian Police." "I'm sorry to inform you but you see...there has been a murder!"
India's heart skip a beat as she immediately replied, "A murder...what do you mean...where is Whitney...Whitney!"
She tried to pass him to go into her suite, but his strength prevented her as he grabbed her by her shoulders and turned her to face him.
"Please, Ms. Wynn...you're not allowed to go into the crime scene area...now please let us go over here (pointing at the other side of the hall) I'd like to ask you a few questions."
She looked at him as if she wanted him to release her as she shook her head in the affirmative and strolled over in the suggested direction down the hall.
They stopped and then they faced each other. The tears were now beginning to flow down her face as the Inspector begins his interrogation.
"Yes...I knew her briefly...she was here visiting my colleague Mr. Travis St. Croix...where is he...is he...?"
He quickly interrupted her, "No...He's fine...this Whitney has many of your attributes...many of your features...are you sure you are not related...family perhaps?"
She frowned as she replied, "What do you mean...she was just a girl who was here visiting a colleague...not a family member!"
He smiled as he began to scribble some notes on his pad. He then looked at her as he replied, "Please, Ms. Wynn I am not trying to get you upset but..."
Suddenly, Travis and Danika came rushing onto the floor as the Bahamian Police held them back at the do not cross line. Travis immediately shouted out to India, "Don't answer his questions...our lawyers are in route as we speak."
She immediately turned toward the Inspector as he sighed and motioned for her to join Travis. She immediately strolled down toward them as she thought, "What the hell is really going on around here...what I have gotten myself into?"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became as Marc sat there at his cube. He knew that Ursula was going to do something with that packet but he did not know what. He wanted to contact India to tell her exactly what was going on so he picked up the phone as he thought, "What if she is involved in this mess...I need to know why...why she would do something like this!"
He sat there in anticipation as the phone began ring. He waited for her to answer, so he desperately could hear her voice. He wanted to hear her say it. Suddenly, the phone picked up as he quickly commenced to speak, "India...it's me Marc...I really need..."
Suddenly, her voice began to respond but it was the sound of her answering service, "Please leave a message after the beep!"
"Damn," he thought as he slammed the phone back on its cradle. He was now determined even more to get in touch with her at whatever cost. Suddenly another co-worker came into the area and shouted, "Hey come quick to the break room!" "Something is going on at that Marketing convention in the Bahamas!"
Marc quickly got up out of his chair and raced to the break room where there was a news flash on the television. He looked up at the screen as he watched the breaking news unfolding. As the newscaster started to report the breaking news: "This is truly a tragic event as the local Bahamian authorities are now investigating the mysterious murder of an African-American female tourist, who was in the country visiting to whom we believe to be a senior executive from the Bluefield Marketing Group; Which is one of America's top marketing corporations visiting the Bahamas as part of a International Marketing initiative that has been taking place there for the last few months...there is no word on whether this senior executive is involved with the death of this young woman; whose name has not been identified as of yet." "We have not received any statements from the Corporation at this time and so far according to Police, there are no leads other than their request to converse with the alleged senior executive who at this time is a person of interest and not a suspect..."
Marc was totally upset now after watching the criminal investigation unfolding in the Caribbean. He knew he needed to speak with India and he had to do it with quickness. As he was racing out of the break room, Ursula was coming in. He looked at her as she gave him a discomfit expression as she tried to walk around him. He stopped her by pulling slightly on her arm as he said, "Ursula...we need to talk!"
She looked at him amazed as she replied, "INDIA...I mean India...what about her?" "Wait...let's go somewhere private."
They left the break room, walked down the hall, and entered a private conference room, shutting the door.
He looked at her as if she was crazy as he responded, "Haven't you seen the latest news broadcast on CNN...there's been a murder in the Bahamas that involves some senior executive that's down there from this company with India...do you have any idea who that guy is?"
Ursula looked at Marc dumbfounded as she replied, "No but I've heard that this particular guy has been causing problems for India since she's been on that assignment...wait is India alright?" "Have you spoken with her?"
He sighed as he replied, "I've tried to call her but she's not answering and I'm getting worried." The reporter said that the woman who was murdered was a tourist who indicates that it's not India, but they didn't release any names yet so we still need to find out!" "First this bull about her embezzling funds from the corporation, now this!"
She stopped as she realized what he just said. She looked at him as she responded, "What did you say...how did you find out about...wait a minute you went searching in my attaché case last night didn't you?"
He gazed at her with a ridiculous expression as he replied, "What difference does it make...we need to find out if India is alright...then we need to find out who's really responsible for this embezzlement scam!"
Ursula sighed as she replied, "Marc...I assure you she's the one who been stealing from the corporation!"
Marc glared at her with disbelief as he responded, "What...listen to what you're saying Ursula about your best friend...what motives would she have for doing such a thing?" "She was already well on her way and didn't need to take nothing to get what she deserved."
Ursula for the first time in Marc's eyes looked as if she was jealous of India. It was as if she wanted to believe that she was corrupt. He gazed into her baby blue eyes as he responded, "So you think that she did this...what proof do you have that she's guilty Ursula...why do you have that makes this...your friend guilty?"
He laughed as he responded, "The packet...the one that was sent here?" "Have you checked the reliability of the source that sent it?" "How do you know what was in the packet is legit?"
He quickly interrupted her, "See...that's why we need to investigate this before we go accusing people...to really find out what's going on!" "We have to clear India before it's too late!"
Ursula sighed as she responded, "Why do we always have to help her?" "It's always about India, India, INDIA!"
Marc looked down at her as he replied, "Look...I don't know what it is that wrong with you, but we owe it to her to help her so snap out of this Ursula!"
She looked down toward the floor as she thought, "Okay Marc but...I really think she's part of this and I'm gonna prove it!"
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Meanwhile back in Nassau, Travis was standing in the corner conversing with two of the corporate mouthpieces that were sent to represent the corporation's interest as Danika strolled over to converse with India. India who was totally upset was now sitting on the couch in the middle of the room as Danika slowly made her way toward her and quickly sat down next to her. She gazed at her for several seconds before she set in motion her bogus apology, "Look India...I know I've been a bitch since we've been on this outrageous assignment, but for what it's worth...I'm sorry about what happened to your friend."
India glared at her as she replied, "Is that all you've got to say about this?" "I thought she was your friend too...damn Danika, you slept with her and she's nothing to you, huh?"
Surprised Danika responded, "What...did she tell you that?"
India glared at her with a demented expression as she replied, "I guess you thought your shit was covered up...I know you and I know that as pretty as Whitney was you had to have tried!"
Danika sighed as she answered, "Okay...maybe we did have a little licking fest but it wasn't like I was in love with her...I surely didn't want to see her dead!"
India looked at her as she replied, "You sure about that, Danika...I know how much you're jealous of anyone that's around me...maybe you felt she was fuckin' me and you wanted to get her out the way!"
As soon as she was about to answer, Inspector Poirier strolled over to converse with the women.
"Ms. Winfield...I'd like to ask you a few questions...if you would follow me...we can do this now!"
She glared at India and then she gazed at him as she responded, "Yes...of course Inspector....lead the way."
He smiled as he looked at India and said, "Please excuse us, Ms. Wynn."
She smiled back at him as she watched Danika and the Inspector strolled toward the far side of the room. Suddenly, her cell phone began to ring as she immediately retrieved it from her purse. She recognized that the call was from Marc as she quickly answered, "Hello...Marc!"
Marc sighed with relief as he replied, "India...I'm so glad to hear from you...I was so worried about you...are you alright?"
India's voice sounded weak as she replied, "I'm fine...I just can't believe that there was a murder right here in our hotel!"
"I know...I'm just glad that you're alright...what about this rumor circulating that you're involved in an embezzlement scam?"
Surprised India responded, "What...what are you talking about Marc?"
"You mean you don't know...that packet...the one you told Ursula to retrieve...it had information implicating you as a prime suspect in embezzling million's from the corporation!"
India sighed as she replied, "So that's what Travis was up too...He's trying to steal from the company and make me the scapegoat!" "You know...he was in a relationship with the young woman who was murdered here...maybe she found out his plan and he killed her!"
Marc quickly responded, "India...please be careful, you don't want him to know that you are on to him!"
As she was about to respond to his suggestion, a member of Lady Davenport's camp quickly came rushing into the area where everyone was detained. She immediately strolled over toward India and hurriedly said, "Please Madam...Lady Davenport wishes your presence in her limousine." "It's just down in front of the hotel...please I will take you there!"
She quickly said on the phone, "Marc...I've got to go!"
Marc tried to keep her on the phone as he shouted, "India...wait...please don't hang up..."
She quickly hung up the phone as she shook her head in the affirmative and immediately commenced to follow the assistant to the elevators.
The Inspector, while conversing with Danika quickly observed India and Lady Davenport's assistant beginning to make their way toward the elevators as he immediately blurted out, "Ms. Wynn...Please...I still need to ask you a few questions!"
The assistant quickly responded, "Inspector...when you're ready to question Ms. Wynn...you can reach her at Lady Davenport's residence!"
As soon as she say that he sighed heavily as he frowned at her. He then glanced back at Danika who was not gazing at him with a mischievous grin. It was obvious that Lady Davenport was an authoritative woman and the way things were looking at that moment, she had a strong domination of the local authorities. As he now watched India and the assistant step into the elevator, he continued with his questioning session with Danika.
"Ms. Winfield...how long did you know the victim?"
She smiled slightly as she replied, "Inspector...you just let her go and you want to ask me questions?"
He sighed as he replied, "Look, Ms. Winfield...I will get to your friend...trust me on that, but you need to cooperate...It is to your advantage if you do it may make things as you say in America...worth your while!"
She smiled as she replied, "Inspector...are you trying to bribe me?"
He smiled as he responded, "Ms. Winfield...bribe is such an ugly word...I prefer to say that we are just cutting to the chase!"
She sighed as she replied, "So what are you offering for cutting to the so-called chase?"
"Well, Ms. Winfield...it depends on what evidence you have that can help my people to solve this case...do you have something that can help us?"
"Let me think about that...well if I had about $100,000 dollars in my purse...I'd be delighted to give you some evidence that may help in this case...when can I get my money?"
The Inspector laughed as he replied, "Let me work on that...I really need this information!"
She glared at him as she replied, "If you don't get my money you won't get any help!"
She turned to walk away as he responded, "I'll call you as soon as I have it...give me one hour!"
She smiled as she walked toward the elevators, "I'll be waiting!"
Meanwhile, Travis was still conversing with the lawyers as he observed Danika strolling down the hall toward the elevators. He quickly shouted out toward the Inspector, "Sir...why are you letting her go...I saw her arguing with the victim last night!"
Danika quickly turned around as the Inspector was now staring at her. She glared at Travis as she responded, "I was not an argument...it was just a misunderstanding...you don't know what you're talking about!"
Travis slowly strolled toward the Inspector as his lawyers tried to get him to stop talking.
"Inspector...you need to keep this one from leaving because she's guilty!"
The Inspector smiled as he replied, "Mr. St Croix...please let me handle this investigation...you have your lawyers and you chose not to speak so please sir..."
Travis was upset as one of the lawyers slightly put his hand on his shoulder, leading him away from the Inspector. As he began to stroll back with his lawyers he thought, "She's gonna get away with this...I know it!"
India was quickly ushered into the limousine. As she sat down on the plush leather seats all she could see was the extremely sexy curvy legs of Lady Davenport. As she traced her legs up her seated physique, she finally made it up to her smiling face. As soon as she made eye contact, she began to speak. India's attraction quickly focused on her ruby red lips as she spoke to her in such a sexy raspy voice, "My child...I know that you're in a terrible place, but if you would just let help you...I promise to get you out of this horrendous predicament."
India looked at her puzzled as she just sat there with her sexy mouth half open. Lady Davenport just smiled as she directed the chauffeur to drive away from the hotel. India looked at her as she felt the touch of Lady Davenport's hand that was now caressing her knee as she finally spoke, "I don't understand what's going on here...everything just changed overnight!"
"I know my sweet...but just relax...you're with me now...I can help you get out of this mess, but you must do something for me first..."
India gazed at her as she replied in a soft sensuous tone, "What do you want from me?"
Lady Davenport smiled as she answered, "You know what I want...I want you to stay here and work for me!"
As she sat there, thinking about all that has taken place, the embezzlement allegations and now the murder of her friend she thought, "I need her to clear me from all this...it is worth it?"
She looked at Lady Davenport as she asked, "Why me?" "There are plenty of great senior executives out there who are shaper then me in marketing...why do you want me so bad?"
Lady Davenport sipped her glass of Cristal and then looked her straight in the eyes as she replied, "Because I want your body...I want you to be with me!" "That's why...besides...you are an extremely bright woman who knows this game." "You remind me of me...hell...you are me!" "Just let me handle this for you...all you got to do is say yes!"
India turned to stare out the window of the limousine at the exquisite scenic route as they were now approaching an extremely large edifice across a small bridge on a separate island. India smiled as she responded, "So this is Davenport Manor...it's gorgeous!"
Lady Davenport smiled as she replied, "It is...you too can have something like this if you would just say yes!"
The limousine drove over the bridge as Lady Davenport waited for her to answer. As the limousine pulled up in front of the mansion, halting just in front of the main entrance of the manor, India knew she had to give her an answer. As the chauffeur parked the car and swiftly stepped out of the vehicle, making his way around to the rear passenger door, he opened the door awaiting her to step out of the limousine. As she stepped out of the car, she looked up at the exquisite sight of this mansion setting with the Caribbean backdrop, she thought, "Why shouldn't I take this offer...what's waiting for me back in Kansas City?"
She turned around as Lady Davenport was now stepping out of the vehicle as she spoke, "Lady Davenport...I'm really in a bind and I don't know how to get out of this, but if you'd help me to get free from this dilemma, I'll consider becoming a member of your staff."
She looked at India as she smiled and replied, "Consider it done then child, but remember...if you fuck with me...you better not fuck me over...understand?"
India looked at her with a serious expression as she replied, "I understand totally...I give you my word!"
She extended her hand out toward Lady Davenport, waiting for a handshake, but she looked at her hand like it was poison as she slowly stepped up to her, slightly grabbing her ass and pulling her close up to her. She looked at her with her eyes directly in hers as she said, "I don't shake hands!"
Her eyes meet India's voluptuous lips as she pressed hers against them. At first, she was non-receptive but when she pressed her ass cheeks with one hand and grabbed her right breast with the other, she slowly allowed Lady Davenport's tongue to enter her mouth. She felt her pussy instantly becoming wet as they kissed for what seemed like hours before Lady Davenport broke the connection. She smiled as she grabbed her hand and they commenced to stroll toward the entrance.
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Meanwhile downtown across the island, Travis was now pacing the floor in his suite as he thought, "Somebody is out to get me...how did my plans fail like this?"
Suddenly there was a knock on his door and he quickly without thought went to answer it. As soon as he opened the door, he was surprised to see Danika standing there. She looked at him as she waited for him to allow her to enter. He motioned for her to come in as she said, "I thought you was gonna let me stay out in the hall!"
He quickly shut the door behind her as he responded, "What are you doing here...you know they're probably got someone watching this place!" "What happened...you were only supposed to get her to talk...not kill her!"
She looked at him as she replied, "The bitch was not cooperating so I had to teach her a lesson, besides this works out perfect because I know how to get the police to believe that India is the murderer."
"How are you gonna convince them that she did it especially since she got that damn Lady Davenport on her side!"
Danika strolled over toward him as she replied, "Look, stop worrying." "You've got to trust me when I say I got this, okay?"
He looked down at her face, focusing on her lips as he replied, "You better have it because my ass is on the line here and I don't intend on going down alone."
Before he could say another word, Danika reached up and kissed him, taking his tongue deep into her mouth. All he could do was succumb to her sensuous influence as she was now pulling on his hardening shaft. She literally had him by the balls as she push him back, forcing him to fall back on the sofa. He laid there with his eyes closed as she sucked on his shaft through his pants stroking it several times. The act all along has always been that she couldn't stand the ground he walked on, but off course when you're in a bind one may do whatever it takes to survive and this was one of doing just that.
"I'm sorry, Travis!"
He breathed a sigh of relief as he leaned down to kiss her and stroke her hair. She stopped toying with him as she stood, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him closer to her. He came even closer, with one hand resting on her waist, and the other stroking her cheek.
"Danika...what is this sudden interest...I thought you couldn't stand me," he said as he looked her straight in the eye.
She smiled as she kissed him again, her hands wandering down to his zipper and button on his pants, and swiftly unfastened both. Before she could finish, he stood up and stripped, peeling his shirt from his hot body, his pants, and finally his boxers. She cooed as he lay back down on top of her, his erection brushing against her own aroused skin, his hands already working her breasts. He could feel her heart beating nearly as fast as his do and that made him to tremble. She felt butterflies in her stomach as she felt his fingers slip in between her legs and slowly begin to circle her now swollen clit. All she could do was bite her lip as she softly moaned, unable to move, whether it is from the heat or the incredible sensation. His touch seemed to produce this effect to her body.
"Travis..." she softly whispered, barely audible over his breathing and the sound of blood rushing through his head. The room seemed to disappear. All that was left were he and she, lying on a soft sofa, now completely naked with his mouth locked on one of her breast, gently sucking and massaging it.
She gently strokes his head, "Travis..."
His fingers moved faster in and out of her wet box sending chills violently down her spine. Within no time, her body began to convulse as she climaxed hard with her eyes completely shut, and her mouth shaping a permanent, "Oh...," but there was no sound.
His mouth now returned to hers, pushing her tongue inside of her diminutive sexy mouth, on which she contently sucked and kissed. They immediately began to roll over slightly so that she was now straddling his waist; his throbbing hard dick was touching her bootylicious ass slightly, as she could now feel the damp pre-cum that has since oozed out. She leaned down to lick around his right nipple, and then his left, as he immediately began to guide his shaft into her vaginal opening with one hand. Staring into his eyes, she slowly allowed him to penetrate her, which he could not believe this was happening as she pushing down a little more forcefully. As she did this, she let out a sigh, closing her eyes as she took every inch of his tool until it was at his nut sack. His hands moved to her waist again as he guided her to move up and down over his swollen shaft at an increasing speed. After a few minutes of this penetration, she is captivated by the intensity of this moment and her mind wanders away from the tragic situation at hand. She fucked him until she began to see stars dancing before her closed eyes as the world went away into one single explosion of orgasmic pleasure; as she thought, "Oh man...I can't believe he got me twisted like this!" Suddenly the intonations in the room were extremely loud as if Travis and Danika were competing on who would moan the loudest as they both finally began to cum in ecstasy as the waves soured through them; taking over their bodies. Danika came several times and then she became limp.
His grip tightened around her waist as he pumped furiously away, as she suddenly experienced a new rush of energy. Once more, the universe showed itself to her as he spurted his juices, causing her moans even louder. Danika is tired, sweaty and overheated as she collapses into his arms. Snuggling close, Travis kissed her nose as he lightly brushed the hair away from her forehead. The universe shrunk, as her intense orgasmic experience finally subsided. All she could do was lay there in his arms as she thought, "I can't believe that I let him, fuck me...it was good, but I did what I had, too...I'm not going down for this!" "This was only to survive...I have to keep him from talking to the authorities."
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Ursula was sitting down at her desk in her cube when her cell phone suddenly began to ring. She immediately answered it without checking her caller id, "Hello...you better have something good to tell me!"
Danika looked at the phone and then returned it to her ear as she replied, "Did you get that packet to the board yet, bitch?"
She smiled as she replied, "No...but I'm scheduled to see the Director at 2:00 PM today!" "What happened...why did you...kill her?"
Danika sighed as she replied, "Whatcha trying to do...get me in trouble talkin' like that...what if this phone is tapped...anyway what happened was an act that was unpreventable...besides she was helping that bitch, India and her demise was necessary!" "Look, we've got to move fast...India has been seeing this rich bitch and her name is Lady Davenport." "She has plenty of influence down here and can fuck this shit up if she helps her. That would mean we'll never get that money!" "I need you to get that packet to the Board as soon as possible so they can press charges against her for embezzling company funds. We can than meet in Paris in a couple days.
Ursula smiled as she replied, "Okay...finally we'll get our share...It's about time that bitch gets what she deserves!" "What about St. Croix?"
Danika smiled, "He was just a pawn ...besides he's gonna get blamed for this murder...just let me handle that!"
Ursula smiled as she replied, "Okay...no calls until we meet in a couple of days, okay?"
Danika smiled, "Cool...we'll be together, baby...just like we planned...we'll be some rich ass bitches, huh?"
Ursula responded, "Oh yeah...rich as a hell!"
"Right...later!"
She hung up the phone as she thought, "Damn...we're really close to this shit...we just may pull this off!"
Very unaware of his presence, Marc was standing on the other side of the cube as he overheard the whole conversation. He frowned as he thought, "I can't believe this shit...Ursula's in cahoots with somebody on this embezzlement scam?" "So that's why she was acting so strange about that packet!" "I've got to tell India about this before this goes down...she need to prepare for this before it gets out of hand!"
Before he could move away from the area, Ursula stood up and observed him standing behind the partition as she called out, "Marc...what are you doing here...eavesdropping on my conversation?"
He quickly responded, "I...I was just checking to see if everyone had departed the office...I swear I didn't hear anything you were talking about!"
She gazed at him flabbergasted, as she replied, "Look Marc...it's not what you think...!"
He immediately responded, "What do you mean it's not what I think...I thought India was your friend, Ursula...how could you do this to her?"
"D what to her, Marc...so you did over hear my conversation?"
He frowned as he replied, "No...but I heard enough to know that you're plotting to hurt India by setting her up in some fake ass scam!"
Ursula slowly strolled around the cube as she replied, "You don't get it do you...for ten long years...I've been working at this horrendous firm and all I've heard from the Board was India this or India that...why doesn't anyone recognize the damn hard work and effort I do around here for this company?" "I'm so tired of that bitch getting all the promotions and getting all the recognition and credit for doing shit around here being overlooked!" "I'm so sick of it...SICK OF IT!"
Marc was totally unreceptive as she kept rambling on. All he could think about was how to inform India about this whole scam.
"Well...Ursula...I'm gonna inform India and the board about this...you're totally wrong for setting her up for this scam!"
As Marc was about to turn away then out of nowhere Ursula uttered, "Marc...I'd better watch your back if I were you!"
Marc stopped in his tracks as he replied, "What...are you threating me?" "What is wrong with you, Ursula?"
She smiled as she replied, Nothing's wrong with me, Marc." I was just saying that people who get into other people's business sometimes get into trouble...I'd just keep my eyes open if I were you!" "You know, watch your back!"
He stood there as she stepped around him and sauntered down the hall toward the elevators. As he stood there watching her step into the elevator, he tried to come to grips with what he had just heard as he thought, "I can't believe this...let me get out of here and warn, India!"
As Ursula got on the elevator, she dialed an undisclosed number and waited for an answer. After several rings, a man finally answered the phone.
"What's up?"
"Hey...I need you to do something for me."
"What is it...Whatcha need?"
"I've got this guy at my job who's has been harassing me...I had to work late, tonight and he's here again bothering me...please can you come and get him...I'm scared he's gonna follow me home!"
The voice on the other end quickly replied, "I'm just a couple blocks away from your building...I'll be there in a few...stay calm...I get him to understand that you're not interested in him!"
"Thanks...I'll wait for you to come!"
She quickly hung up the phone as she smiled with a mischievous grin. She thought, "This will teach you for getting in the way...you should have stayed out of this Marc!" He HHH
They laid out their towels and the sunscreen. India had covered the front of her body and asked Lady Davenport if she could spread some lotion on her back. Maybe it was the setting or being relaxed now that she knew that she would support her, but India's skin began to tingle as Lady Davenport spread the lotion on her back. Her nipples became hard almost as soon as she touched her skin. She hoped she could not tell. As she spread the lotion down her arm, she grazed the side of her breast and it made her skin tingle. India's nipples became even tighter from her touch. She knew it was not an accident as she rubbed down her other arm and brushed the side of her other breast. India immediately let out a quick gasp before she realized what she had done. She was afraid Lady Davenport would be offended and run away. However, she instead she asked her if she enjoyed it. India did not know what to say, as she stammered, "Y-y-yay."
Lady Davenport continued to spread the lotion on her arms and brush the sides of her breasts. She knew what she was doing and felt powerless to stop her. She had fantasized about being with another woman but never thought she would. Lady Davenport asked her if she wanted her to continue as she simply moaned in pleasure as she took hold of her arms and turned her to face her. India was now quivering with excitement, wondering what she was going to do. She leaned into her and gently touched her lips. She felt the heat running straight down to her wet pussy as she deepened the kiss and brought her fingertips to her nipples. All India could do was groan in ecstasy once again as she asked her in a sensuous tone, "Do you want more?"
She nodded in the affirmative as Lady Davenport laid her down on the towel and then lay beside her. She continued to run her fingers over her lips, and across her nipples. Lady Davenport continued to play with her nipples as India commenced to arch from her touch. She wanted more and more as she gazed deep into Lady Davenport's face. She smiled as she begin to head toward her erect nipples. India waited in anticipation as her mouth met her sweet chocolate skin. As she flicked her tongue across India's tits, an intense orgasmic wave rushed over her as she came for the first time. She did not stop and continued to alternate her tongue between her nipples. Slowly her hand drifted across India's flat stomach as she felt the heat in her pussy increase.
Now excited, Lady Davenport's hand slid further down, hooked into her bikini bottom and she slid it off. India grew hot as she felt the combination of her hand touching her leg along with the feel of the fabric sliding lower on her leg. When Lady Davenport had removed her bottom, she slowly slid her hand back up India's leg and placed it over her pussy. She pushed her hand inside and slowly rubbed her hand back and forth making her extremely wet.
Lady Davenport's mouth moved from her nipples to kiss down her stomach, her legs and down to her sexy toes. She changed positions and begin to run her tongue up her legs as she slowly pushed them apart. Her tongue found the crease of her thigh, which caused her to arch into her. She moved her tongue to her clit and India suddenly let out a loud moan. "I loved to have my pussy eaten, especially after my first experience with Danika," as she thought and this episode aroused her even more. She ground her pussy deep into Lady Davenport's face as she quickly went to work flicking her tongue across her clit and placed several fingers inside her wet punany. The sensation was amazing to her as she fucked her hand and face. She tried but could not hold back her passion any longer and exploded with pleasure as Lady Davenport continued to lap at her pussy until it was clean.
After her intense orgasmic session subsided, she immediately collapsed onto her back panting with excitement. Lady Davenport brought her hand to her lips and pressed her fingers to her mouth. India was so intoxicated with the moment that she immediately pulled her fingers into her mouth, and tasted her own juices on Lady Davenport's fingers, which made Lady Davenport moan.
She immediately asked India a quick question, "Have you ever eaten pussy before?"
She looked up at her as she replied, "Yes...but...!"
She quickly interrupted her, "Do me...right now!"
With that, India immediately began to give Lady Davenport the same treatment she had just given her. She fingered her nipples, which felt different from her own. She had a different shape and size than her. India bent to place her mouth toward her nipple as she moaned at her touch. India moaned slightly as she felt her hard nipple in her mouth and she pulled it with her teeth. Lady Davenport pushed her titties into her face and continued to lick and nibble on her. She could tell she wanted more, so India trailed her tongue down and began to tease her clit.
India became extremely excited as she flicked the tip of her tongue across the very tip of Lady Davenport's clit. The thrill was so intense, especially as the thought of having such a woman with so much power under her control turned her on even more. India loved to have her clit teased, so she did the same to Lady Davenport. She gave her quick flicks across her clit until she begged her for more, taking her tongue and running it from the back of her pussy up to the tip of her clit, repeating this pattern several times. India decided to lick her clit up and down with her tongue, slowly. Lady Davenport began to buck and moan and she knew she was about to come so India slid her tongue down and dove it deep into her waiting pussy getting drenched in her face. She squirted and that surprised India at first by the amount of juices flowing from her pussy after a few seconds but continued to tongue fuck her until she stopped moving. India starts kissing her way back up her body and put her mouth on hers. The taste of her essences on her tongue combined with their intertwined of the two was an amazing sensation, as India thought. They were lost in touching and kissing each other and did not notice that the Chauffeur had approached them. He asked us if they needed help with anything.
India and Lady Davenport were so involved at they were doing that they did not notice him approaching them. India began to wonder how many other servants had come out of the mansion and seen what they were doing. A thought came to her mind and made her excited. She asked the chauffeur a quick question, "So you think you can handle both of us, huh?"
He smiled as he replied with assurance, "I can fuck you both with my eyes closed and with my hands behind my back!"
As India surveyed his body, she liked what she saw but was not sure if Lady Davenport wanted to add him to their situation. India noticed that his nude bronze body had no tan lines at all. Apparently, he was not shy. He had a muscular body and a nice tight ass. India looked at Lady Davenport to get her approval. She smiled as if she already knew that he was getting in as she nodded her head in the affirmative.
He quickly joined them on their towels and they positioned him between Lady Davenport and herself. They both began to touch his body. Lady Davenport was in front of him and he reached out to begin playing with her tits. India could tell she was still tired from their previous adventure a few minutes before, but she still enjoyed his touch. Since his back was toward her, India could easily grab his ass, reaching down as she commenced to caress his firm cheeks. She slid one hand toward the front and touched his chest then began to move lower. When she reached his dick, it was extremely hard and slightly larger than average. As India stroked him, he started to ground into Lady Davenport. India wanted a chance to get a better look at his dick, so she turned him onto his back without letting go of him. Taking a long look at him, India decided she needed to suck his dick. She quickly changed positions and put her mouth over him. He let out a groan as he told her, "Damn...you got a good mouth!"
This did nothing but motivate her even more as she slid her mouth up and down his shaft and let him hit the back of her throat. With one hand, he continued to stroke Lady Davenport and with the other, he grabbed one of India's breasts and started to pinch her nipple. Lady Davenport looked at India as she responded, "Let me taste some of that dick, too!"
Soon both women were taking turns sucking him like a well-oiled machine, one at a time sucking his dick while the other took his balls.
Suddenly, he said in a sensuous tone, "If you women don't stop, I'm gonna cum, but I want to fuck both of yaw first!"
Lady Davenport smiled as she positioned herself to take the first turn, climbing on top of him. India did not want to be left out, so she positioned her pussy over his face allowing him to eat her cat. Lady Davenport and India were now facing each other as they took the opportunity to finger each other's tits while they had the benefit of having their pussies serviced at the same time. Lady Davenport and India were soon both ready to cum as India unloaded her juices on his face, while Lady Davenport unloaded on his dick.
He was young and had great staying power. Despite everything they had given him, he was still hard and ready to keep fucking.
He looked at Lady Davenport, as he demanded, "I want to see some pussy eating...let me see it now!"
She smiled as if she was getting off on his command as they all changed positions. Lady Davenport smiled as she immediately laid on her back, while India got on all fours. He got behind her and drove into her pussy while India ate Lady Davenport's pussy. His dick filled her well as she matched the rhythm of his thrusts with the rhythm of her tongue on Lady Davenport. It did not take long for Lady Davenport to cum as she had been thoroughly primed. Having her cum and grind into her face, combined with his thrusts brought India to an incredible orgasm. This also was enough to make him ready to shoot his load. Lady Davenport and India quickly got on their backs and let him shoot onto their faces. When he was done, they cleaned his cum off each other's faces with their tongues.
India was exhausted after this episode and she quickly got up and strolled toward the bathroom. As she got up she noticed that her phone was plinking which indicated that she had a message. She picked up the phone and continued to stroll toward the edifice. She dialed her answering service and began to listen to the message.
"India...it's me...Travis...were being setup." "I need to talk to you as soon as possible...please...I know I've been an asshole to you but please...I really need to talk to you...I swear I didn't kill her..."
She went into the bathroom and freshened up, putting on her sensuous orange bikini, which did nothing but make her dark chocolate skin look extremely marvelous. After several minutes, she returned back to where Lady Davenport was now sitting on a plush lawn chair, wearing an extremely sexy purple bikini as she responded, "So my dear...now that you have joined the ranks of Team Davenport...I think that we should address this little problem of yours." "Please sit down child and tell me what is going on."
"Well...Marjorie...remember when you told me about Travis St. Croix and his plot to set me up...something just doesn't add up!" "As you know they found a friend of mine this morning in the hotel...she was murdered." "This woman could have been my twin...we looked so much alike and she did a lot of things for me."
India sighed heavily as she began to explain, "Well...I've been doing a little freelance call girl stuff in the evenings." "You know just doing something to keep me busy...I didn't want to be in a relationship so I thought this was a great way to get laid and to make some money as well, anyway. I was at a corporate convention about four years ago and that is when I first met Travis St. Croix." "One of the nights there they hosted a masquerade party." "I was there and Travis was after me the whole night, but he didn't know it was me because we were wearing costumes and mask." "Well I guess I had too much to drink and I ended up having sex with him." "Anyway he tracked me down and put me on this assignment thinking that he could get with me again." "I told him that he had never been with me and that it was someone else." "So...I had my friend, Whitney to come down here to sleep with him, making him think it was me so I could walk in, catch them and then he would think that I really was not the one who slept with him that night." "Now she's dead and it's my fault!" "He killed her and he'll probably get away with it!" "I don't understand why he wants to make me the scapegoat for his embezzlement scam...maybe he's so upset with me about not admitting that I slept with him that he was trying to get revenge!"
Lady Davenport sighed as she replied, "If he was just trying to get revenge...I don't think he would be setting you up to fall that hard." "You're right...there is something deeper than just getting you back for lying!"
India gazed at her as she responded, "I just got a strange message on my phone from Travis...it was weird!"
She sighed as she replied, "India...it's me...Travis...were being setup." "I need to talk to you as soon as possible...please...I know I've been an asshole to you but please...I really need to talk to you...I swear I didn't kill her..."
Lady Davenport signaled the server to bring more drinks as she replied, "He sounds like his backed into a corner...I'd watch him...I know he was involved in setting you up...but I'll check further...maybe his plan failed and now he needs to fix it by adding you as a murderer!" "We'll get to the bottom of this!"
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Meanwhile across the island, Danika was in the bathroom as she overheard Travis leaving his message on India's answering service. She sighed as she thought, "This dirty motherfucker is still trying to help her ass...well I think it's time to take this to another level!"
She sauntered out of the bathroom as she glanced over at him acting a little nervous. She smiled as she asked, "What's going on...you look a little flustered...are you alright?"
He smiled slightly as he replied, "Yeah...yeah, I'm fine!"
She smiled as she strolled over toward the bar and said, "Do you want another drink...you need to relax!"
He grinned as he replied, "Yeah...I'll take another drink...I just don't know how all of this just came up!" "Who would kill, Whitney?" "She wasn't part of this shit!"
She poured the drinks as she responded, "Well...so far they think it was a tourist robbery gone wrong...the police believe that...so don't worry." "They'll catch the murderer who did this and we'll be home in the States before you know it." "So, Travis...I've got a question for you...what about us?"
He gazed at her flabbergasted as he replied, "Us...what do you mean us?" "What, we did was just...something that just happened." "Wait...you didn't think that us fucking was gonna change things between us...I mean...I look at you differently than before but there is no us, Danika!" "Think of it as just a way to let off some stress."
She put the drinks down on the table, sat down next to him as she replied, "So you think that I'm some horny ass bitch who just fucks anybody so they can relief some fuckin' stress?"
He smiled as he replied, "Hey...wait a minute why are you getting hostile...it was just a booty call, a jump off situation, or a quickie if you will." I thought we were consenting adults who both needed to relieve some tension and we did...you was looking for more than that?"
She gazed at him with an angry expression as she replied, "So you think that I don't have any feelings...you think that I'd just fuck, anybody?"
He smiled as he replied, "Well...I was surprised because I thought you only was into licking the cat, but when you came to me for some...I just thought I take it."
She gazed at him as she picked up the glass of wine and splashed it in his face as she stood up and said, "You know Travis...you're just nothing but a asshole and I hope you burn in hell!"
She quickly strolled toward the door as he replied, "Why are you acting like this...you've knew who I wanted!" "India...INDIA!"
She stormed out of the suite as she thought, "India...India...it's always about fuckin', India!" "Well now I'm gonna make sure that he goes down for Whitney's murder...I just gotta find a way to get something on his ass that will put him there just before I killed her!"
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The night sky was clear and humid as Marc strolled toward his SUV. He was still trying to contact India, calling her cell phone for what seemed like every five minutes. As he dialed her number again, he continued to meander toward his vehicle when suddenly, as he stepped into the middle of the parking garage, headlights beamed directly into his eyes as the sound of screeching tires and the smell of rubber began to fill the air. He gazed in disbelief as the speeding automobile made its advance toward him. Now standing there like a deer staring into a set of headlights, the automobile rapidly made it's approached, but when it got closer, it began to reduce speed stopping just inches from where he stood.
Before he could react to the action at hand, a huge, muscular, Caucasian gentleman, who stood about 6'4" and easily weighted about 285 lbs., jumped out of the dark blue Lexus coupé. With engine still running, he hurriedly strolled around to the front of vehicle, quickly grabbing him and swinging him around as if he was a rag doll. Before he could utter a word, the man shouted, "So you like to stalk innocent little white women, huh?"
Marc responded as quickly as he could, "Whatcha talking about man...I'm not stalking anybody!"
As he was about to finish his sentence, the man hit Marc square in the mouth, knocking out two of his front teeth. Blood was splashing everywhere as he continued to thrash him. Marc now lay on the hard concrete floor of the parking garage, trying to protect his face with his arms as the unidentified man continued to kick him.
Marc shouted at the top of his lungs, "WHO ARE YOU DUDE!" "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME, MAN?"
The man smiled as he picked him up by his collar and replied, "You need to stay away from her...you understand?" "Mind your own fuckin' business bro!"
After he said that, he quickly struck Marc in the jaw, flooring him once again. He kicked him once more, then strolled back to his automobile and then drove away.
Marc was now in unfathomable pain as he tried to get up to stroll toward his vehicle. Blood was everywhere as he glanced down at his button up shirt as he thought, "This has to be part of Ursula's demented plan...I'm gonna have to go to the police." "But what will I say...I have no proof about anything!" "I need to at least let India know what's going on before this gets too far!"
As he finally made it to his car, he gradually sat behind the steering wheel. As he made adjustments, trying to fathom the pain, in an obscure location of the garage stood Ursula lurking at him with a mischievous smile on her face. She was acting very demented as she thought, "You don't know what you're getting yourself into boy...you better stay out of the way!" "Because if you don't, you'll be out of the way...permanently!"
Lady Davenport nervously strolled down the hall toward her private office. She was extremely dismayed with the whole dilemma that India was now facing. As she strolled toward her office, she immediately instructed her secretary to hold all of her calls as she opened the office door and quickly shut it, locking it instantaneously. She strolled over toward her bar, poured herself a drink and gulped it down swiftly. She hurriedly poured another glass as her cell phone began to ring. She gazed at the phone as it sat on her desk, vibrating. She knew she had to answer it but was hesitating. After a few seconds, she strolled over toward her Maplewood stained desk as she immediately answered the call.
She sighed as she replied to the voice on the other end, "Look...this was not supposed to be like this...you said that you had total control of her!" "No one was supposed to get hurt!"
The voice on the other end sighed as they replied, "All I wanted to do was get the money and blame her for it, but you through in this love bullshit in the process!" "Now we've got this damn murder...how do we fix this shit?"
Lady Davenport sighed heavily as she replied, "Fix it...how you let this Danika, bitch get out of control?"
The voice on the other began to chuckle as they replied, "You let me handle Danika...she'll get what's coming to her!" "So you fell in love with her...you know this was not part of the damn plan, Marjorie!" "She's the one who's supposed to go down for this shit...remembers?"
She sighed as she replied, "I know...I know, but I don't want anything to happen to her and I'm willing to let you have all the damn money just to make sure that she's safe!"
The voice on the opposite end just laughed as they replied to the request, "So you're willing to give it all up...that's what she worth to you?"
"Look...why don't you just take the damn money and get out of here now?" "Let me clean this problem up." "You can have what you want and I can have what I want...then everybody will be happy huh?"
There was complete silence for a brief second, than the voice on the other end slowly responded, "Okay...you can have the girl, but you better fix this with the police or the deals off!"
Lady Davenport smiled as tears commenced to run down her face. She slowly replied, "Fine...I'll make sure that the police have a suspect but you need to control your girl Danika or she goes down!"
The voice on the other end replied, "You can put the blame on her if you want...I'm done with her anyway!" "TAKE CARE OF IT NOW!"
The phone went dead as she just laid it down on the desk. For the first time in her life, she was in a situation that made her vulnerable. She knew she did not have much time and she had to move fast, so she picked up her phone again and dialed a private number. The phone rang several times before she received an answer.
She sighed as she responded, "It's time to take care of that little problem for me...make sure it's done clean without a trace!"
She hung up the phone and sat it back on her desk as she thought, "This has got to stop!" "I'll see to that!" "This has got to end now!"
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Later that evening, everyone was cleared to leave the island. The police had ruled Whitney's death as a tourist robbery gone wrong. The police found no evidence found to charge anyone. The police still considered them as potential witnesses. India was now in her suite, packing her bags as she thought, "I know I need to let this go since Lady Davenport said she would take care of this but, I still want answers...I still want to know why Travis wanted to do this to me?"
Suddenly the intonation of knocking is heard as she thought, "Maybe its Danika coming over to talk." India sluggishly strolled toward the door, without a care as she opened it. Before she could open it completely, the door swung open abruptly as she screamed slightly, falling to the floor. Travis came rushing in, slamming the door behind him. He gazed at India, as she looked up at him slightly frightened, but mostly confused as she shouted at him, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE!" "I'M GOING TO CALL SECURITY!"
She stood up and quickly jumped toward the end table where the phone was sitting as Travis immediately stepped in front of her, gazing down as he responded, "Please don't call security...just wait...you've got to listen to me!"
He took the phone and pulled the cord out of the wall, which made India extremely nervous, as she stood there glaring at him. He was sweating profusely and breathing extremely hard as he grabbed her shoulders and sat her down on the couch.
"Look, India...I know you think that I had something to do with all of this commotion, but trust me...I didn't do any of this!" "They're setting me up...they're trying to put this shit on me!" "You've got to believe me...!"
Although nervous, she tried to remain calm as she decided to go along with his blabbing so-called confession.
He gazed at her with tears now running down his cheeks as he replied, "You're not gonna believe this but the corporation is setting me up...they're the ones responsible for all of this bull shit going on!"
He gazed at her for a second before he finally responded, "This whole scam...this business trip...everything!"
She pushed him away from her as she replied, "You telling me that the corporation is responsible for Whitney's death?"
As she finished her statement, she immediately thought about the packet that she sent to Corporate. She knew that the one she swapped and sent to Corporate had incriminating information on him embezzling corporate funds, but she did not know what he was talking about as far as Whitney's death. She sighed as she unhurriedly responded to his statement.
He sighed heavily as he replied, "I...uhhh...I didn't know...uhhh about the whole plan!" "You see I was approached by someone and I...!"
Before he could finish his sentence, she immediately interrupted him, "Approached...what do you mean you were approached...by who...somebody from the corporation?"
"That's just it...I don't really know!" "At first, I thought it was somebody from the Corporation, but then as everything started to move...and that Lady Davenport came into the picture...things seemed to run differently!"
India sighed as she remained silent, looking up at him with an innocent expression. She strolled over toward the door and opened it as she said, "Travis...I really don't know what you're talking about so I suggest you leave right now!"
He glared at her with astonishment as he quickly realized that she did not believe a word that he was explaining to her. He continued to glare at her as he stood up and slowly ambled out of her suite. After he stepped out into the hall, he immediately turned around and shouted, "You've got to believe me, India...I know that this sounds crazy but I'm right about this!" "You've got to stay away from that Lady Davenport!" "STAY AWAY BEFORE YOU GET HURT!"
She sighed as she slammed the door in his face. She quickly turned to walk toward her suitcases as she thought, "What if he is right...what if Lady Davenport is involved in this con somehow?" "I think I should talk to her about this...I really need to get some answers!"
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Ursula filled her glass with ice cubes and poured Crown Royal Black over them. She would come to grips with her problem now. She told herself, by the time she finished her drink, she would have made her decision, finally. However, she drank the drink, the ice cubes melted and became tepid water, and Ursula continued to sit at the table, her mind vacillating. She knew that she had to find a way to keep Marc from going to the corporation or the police about her involvement in the embezzlement con. Having him beat down would not be enough she thought as she glanced at the glass in front of her. She knew the only way to stop would be murder.
Suddenly, she flinched as the sound of her cell phone vibrating on the coffee table startled her. She glanced at the phone number that appeared on the caller id, quickly recognizing it was Marc as she sighed and then picked up the phone. She quickly regained her composure as she pushed the button to answer the call. Before she could say a word, Marc commenced to speak, "I'm sure you know by now that I got your message!"
Ursula tried to act as if she was clueless to what he was talking about as she replied, "Marc...what on earth are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about...you had some guy stop me in the parking garage and commenced to fighting my ass!" "What happened to you Ursula?" "What happened to you that turned you into this uncaring bitch?"
She sighed heavily as she slowly replied to his question, "Marc...you really need to quit with this silly nonsense!" "I don't have any idea what you're talking about so I suggest you stop with this, calling me and harassing me with this silly idea that I have problems with India!"
She laughed slightly as he replied, "That's really funny because I recall you telling me that you despise her because she's always making the right moves at the company and you wanted your recognition!" "What happened to all that?"
She stepped up to the window, gazing out at the Kansas City skyline as she replied, "I may have said something to that effect, but that doesn't mean nothing!" "What are you trying to imply here, Marc?"
"You sent that thug after me to try to get me to not go to India or the police...well plan didn't work!" "I'm gonna expose you, India, the company and the authorities as well!" "You have issues girl and if you send anyone after me again...I swear I coming after you!"
She smiled with a demented expression as she responded to his threat, "So you want to play ball with me, huh, Marc?" "You know those are some extremely harsh words to be using on a phone that may be bugged!"
He quickly looked at his phone and then returned the phone back to his ear as he replied, "You just stay away from me!"
He quickly ended the call as Ursula smiled as she thought, "I see that this problem isn't going away...I need to get this plan completed before it gets really ugly!"
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Meanwhile back in the Caribbean, India was preparing to go down to the front desk to check out of the hotel, stepping out of her room and strolling toward the elevator. As she stood waiting for the elevator to reach her floor she thought, "I really need to get some answers from Lady Davenport...I know she can straighten out all of this mess."
As the elevator doors open, there stood Lady Davenport. She looked extremely surprised as she was now staring at India. She smiled slightly as she responded, "I was just coming to your suite to see you before you left." "I was hoping we could talk."
India smiled as she stepped into the elevator, standing next to her. As she stood next to her, Lady Davenport immediately grabbed her right hand and slightly squeezed it as the elevator doors commenced to close. She glanced at Lady Davenport as she noticed that she had a glow in her eyes that was distinctive. She knew that something was unique about it as she felt her slightly rubbing her fingers with her own. She felt as if the relationship had changed and it was intriguing to India. Lady Davenport smiled as she asked India a question, "So are you excited about going back to the United States?"
Before she could finish her sentence, Lady Davenport interrupted, "India...don't worry...I have this taken care of for you!" "You just go and get your affairs taken care of back there and hurry yourself back her to me, okay?"
India smiled slightly and then she responded, "I spoke with Travis this morning and he claims that all of this is some type of set up that involves you...are you part of this con Lady Davenport?" "Are you involved in getting me to take the fall for this scam that he's taking about?"
As she was now gazing at her flabbergasted, the elevator door opened. She now stood there speechless as India waited for her to respond to her question.
ABOUT THE AUTHORS
Redsnapper has writing several short stories and has five novels and one anthology to his credit. Scandalous Motives, Scandalous Motives: Relentless Ambitions, Scandalous Motives: Heartless Reactions, Memoirs of a Creole Crime Cartel: The Origin of Tangie Laurie, Contagious Lust: An Anthology, and a paranormal epic Redsnapper Writing as R. Jay Leonard, Curse of the Nocturnal Seductress. Redsnapper is a native Kansan who was born and raised in Kansas City, Kansas. He has also served his country, spending 22 years in the U.S. Army. He has a Bachelor of Arts in History from the University of Missouri, Kansas City, a Bachelor of Science in Liberal Studies from Excelsior College in Albany, New York and a Master of Arts in Education from the University of Saint Mary in Leavenworth, Kansas. He is currently working on his next novel, Acts of Congress.
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IN 2008 ADULT FILM STAR INDIA DECIDED TO LEAVE THE ADULT FILM INDUSRY FOR GOOD. "It was time for me to move on with my life and focus on the other things that I always wanted to do." Since the age of 10, Shamika "Mika" Brown aka India, had always dreamed about doing music. In 1994 she got her break. She started a girls singing group, Harmony Innocent, with some High School friends. They practiced everyday after school, weekends and every free moment they had. After becoming local favorites, the group met producer Lorenzo Pryor. He had worked with many R&B heavyweights. Lorenzo took on the girls and polished their craft and after a lot of hard work they received a record contract from Quality Records. They release the single, "That's What I Like," which quickly climbed to the top 100 Billboard Charts. India was balancing her freshman year in college when the group started to fall apart. Harmony Innocent broke up two years later.
AFTER HAVING BAD EXPIERENCES IN THE MUSIC INDUSTRY, India decided to do something so different that no one was prepared to comprehend. In 1998 India entered the adult industry and soon was getting noticed and becoming very popular. She was told that most black girls don't last in the adult film industry. She took it as a challenge to prove that she had the staying power. Doing more and more movies and became one of the most popular black adult stars ever, she was everywhere, almost a poster rep for porn. India was sought after by many of the large porn companies and eventually signed with Video Team and was exclusively with them for years. Prior to Video Team, India worked for many big name companies, Vivid Video, Wicked, VCA, West Coast Production, New Sensations, Metro, Hustler and Playboy TV. She also starred in many magazine covers, Hustler, Cheri, Brown Sugar by Hustler, Black Tail, Players, Black Illustrated, Club Magazine 3xs. In addition, she has been featured in many mainstream magazines such as XXL, Source Magazine 2XS (cover story), Blackmen's magazine (feature story), King magazine and many music videos. She was on the box cover for the Snoop Dogg adult film, "Doggie Style," which sold over 1 million copies and was the highest seller in porn ever. India was one of the few black women to receive a toy collection by Cal Exotics, the "India love doll." At the AVN Adult Video Awards she was nominated every year in many categories and had won many awards. Even after leaving the industry she was nominated for best supporting actress and best music. She won the best music award. Her fans love her and when she does personal appearances she attracts large crowds and long lines. She loves her fans and always stays until the last fan has her autograph.
NOW THAT INDIA HAS LEFT THE PORN INDUSTRY SHE IS FOCUSING ON HER BOOK AND MUSIC. "I always loved to write so it was natural for me to write about my life."
India independently released the album "Role Play" in 2006. Even though the album had limited promo and no radio, she still sold 15,000 copies on her own. After that, the major record labels came wanting a piece of the action and she was offered a distribution deal with different labels. She signed with ADA/Warner Music Group; but she wanted everything to be right and get respected from her music peers and she didn't feel as though she was getting it. India worked hard on her craft and changed the direction of her music no longer talking about sex on every record. She wanted to talk about other situations but the label felt otherwise so India made a break with the label. She recently released on her own 2 new singles on Amazon and iTunes, "High Class" and "Money Stacks." She is focusing on a book idea. With all of her life experiences and all of the celebrities and interesting people she has met, she knew her life would make a great story. "I remember talking to my ex fiancée in our beautiful California home about crazy stories and experiences with Hollywood and entertainment elite and he convinced me that people want to hear about it".
GROWING UP IN THE ROUGH STREETS OF COMPTON THIS GIRL IS A SUCESS STORY IN HER OWN WAY. India has made it out the hood and wants to go back and help others. Because of her fans, in May 2009 India started an internet radio show. It already has over 44,000 listeners and she has had many recognizable names on the show from platinum artist to "A List" adult stars to sports owners. Her radio show, The Dollhouse, has become one of the most popular internet shows on the net. India's www.myspace.com/indiasplayhouse has received over one million views and 677,000 music plays. India continues to re-invent herself and stay in the public eye with her fans eager to know her every move.
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She quickly began to pick up her things, grabbing her purse as she tried to walk toward the living room to leave his apartment. He quickly stepped in front of her, grabbing her by her arms as he spoke, "Please...I know I should have told you that I slept with India and that she's your best friend but I wanted to talk to her first. I wanted to find a way for us to tell her so she would not find out like this...please don't mess this up here!"
She strolled out the door, slamming it behind her. She ran down the hall crying and finally stopped at the door leading to the parking lot. She stepped back against the wall, sliding down slowly as the tears ran down her face like a waterfall. She really felt used. In the beginning, she was the one who was going behind her friend back with a man that she had been interested in. First rule of the player's handbook is never play with your friend's toys unless you have permission! She was played.
She looked at India and then back at Travis as she replied, "I was extremely happy with parts of the deal, but the part that I don't agree with is you trying to swindle money from me that is supposed to go to your company!"
She dropped a stack of photos of herself with numerous sexual partners doing numerous sexually explicit acts. Travis and India looked at the photos and India found several with her in them doing everything under the sun.
India looked at her and then at Travis and responded, "Where did these photos come from Travis...tell me you're not part of this?"
Lady Davenport sat down in her leather chair as she replied, This packet was intercepted at the air carrier office by one of my assistants yesterday...it was on its way to the United States and it was addressed to your corporation." "The clerk at the carrier officer said that you Mr. St. Croix were the one who requested that this particular packet be sent."
As she hung up the phone, she remembered that Lady Davenport wanted her to meet her at the party as well. She thought, "I will meet her but I'm spending the night with Jacques. She quickly strolled into the bedroom, removed all of her clothes, and then strolled into the bathroom to start the shower. As she stepped into the hot running water, she allowed her hair to get wet as the water sprayed down her sexy physique. As she began to lather her sexy curvy legs she thought, "I've got to get Lady Davenport to help me to get out of this mess...but I'd have to take the position...what do I do?"
India made it there a little early to the party as she slowly stepped into the extremely exquisite beach mansion. The place was immaculate as the cool Caribbean air and the sound of the ocean waves mingle in with the smooth jazz playing in the ambiance. India searched around to see if Danika or Travis had made it there but she did not see them anywhere. She thought, "I hope that Jacques get here so we can go walk the beach." Before she could make her way into the main ballroom, Lady Davenport strolled into the foyer seeing her standing there waiting. India turned around slowly as their eyes made direct contact. When India saw her she immediately thought in her mind, "Damn...I was hoping to see her much later...not now...damn here she comes!"
Lady Davenport looked down at her lips, which were juicy like her own, but painted a bright red. She notices India's red parted lips. Her eyes flickered back and forth from the brown eyes to those lips. Her head did a little jerk forward, tilting... then paused to look into her eyes again. Suddenly, she dove in. India felt the sharp intake of breath in Lady Davenport's chest before she felt her lips. Her kiss was soft, tentative. She just wanted to... to feel them. She barely tugged her juicy lower lip between hers and her tongue was just moving forward for a sweep across them, to taste, when Lady Davenport jerked herself away. India braced herself for whatever expression of disgust, anger, shock that would greet her. India lowered her eyes and dragged them up slowly to look at Lady Davenport. She stared at her, strangely.
Lady Davenport's hands had quickly wrapped around India's, sliding briefly over the rounded bottom inside her sundress. She stroked her back up to top, tugging the fabric away from the wet skin to run her fingers along it. India pressed her knee in deeper between the legs, forcing them to part, and rose up to meet the sweltering heat between them. She pulled back just to suck Lady Davenport's lower lip and then she tilted her head back the other way to push her tongue in deeper, longing to swallow her whole. However, she pulled away again, eyes flickering from side to side. India had not even noticed the people around her, of whom some had stopped their talking to watch. Lady Davenport gave them a hard stare back and grabbed India's hand, heading for the restrooms. The chatter in the restroom was as blinding loud as the music outside. Lady Davenport headed straight for an unoccupied stall toward the back. Pulling India in with her she had to do some climbing get her legs around the toi
"Yeah...I know that...but that's the way it gotta go...it can't look like I was part of setting her up...besides she should have listened to me and it wouldn't have to come to this shit!"
As soon as India and Jacques made it to the totally nude section of the beach, they quickly checked their clothes and strolled down toward a heavily secluded area. The sun had already begun to set for several hours as the moon lit sky reflected a sensuous glow on them. She stood looking at him in front of her. He was tall, and he had deep blue green eyes that begged her attention. His curly black hair implored her to run her fingers through it, but she just stood, motionless, waiting for his lips to move.
Danika smiled as she replied, "So, I guess you sleeping with me the other night was all part of the plan too, huh?"
After about forty minutes, Marc pulled up in front of Ursula's apartment complex. He parked the car and quickly strolled around toward the passenger side of the vehicle to open her door. As he opened the door, he noticed that Ursula was still mumbling gibberish that did not make any sense as he sighed heavily and then unfastened her seat belt. He quickly noticed that she was in no shape to walk up to her apartment so he immediately picked her up and slammed the door with his leg. As he strolled toward the apartment building, Ursula began to giggle as if her husband was taking her over the threshold on their wedding night. He looked down at her suddenly realizing that this was the first time that he had ever been this close to her. He observed her pearly white skin and her blonde hair that was now covering her left cheek. He thought as he got to the foyer of the building, "She ain't half bad...she just needs to find someone for herself!"
Finally, Marc got Ursula to her apartment door. He put her down to get her to stand on her feet and then he asked, "Do you have your key?"
He gazed down at her as he noticed that her nipples were now protruding through her sheer blouse, which made him, began to sweat. He slowly squeezed her nipple as she requested and she closed her eyes so she could tune into his touch. He had to admit to himself that her breast was feeling good as he suddenly realized that he had never been inside a white woman before. As the thought dwelled in his mind for a brief minute, he quickly pulled his hand out of her blouse as he thought about what he was doing. He quickly regrouped and stuck the key into the door lock, twisted it, to unlock the door. What happened next took him by surprise as the door opened wide; she immediately reached up and kissed him. As she kissed him, he did not return the kiss as she continues to pull him into her apartment. He looked down at her and says, "Why are you doing this Ursula...you know how I feel!"
He grabbed her slightly pushing her into the apartment and closing the door behind him. She tried to kiss him again but he refused as he tried to get her to go into the bedroom to lie down. She continued to pursue him as she took off her blouse exposing her large mammaries to him. He stood there for a brief moment as he gazed at her creamy white breasts and her pick hard nipples. As he tried to stay focused on what he was doing , he quickly grabbed the folded blanket that was lying on the end of the bed and wrapped it around her, as he said, "Ursula...please get a hold of you...stop this I say!'
As he pushed the buttons with his thumbs, he felt a slight tug as the latches holding the attaché case closed suddenly released, opening the case. He quickly opened his eyes as he pushed open the case and searched the contents. He moved around the papers that were covering a large brown packet. As he moved the papers around, he carefully took the packet out of the case and observed it. He sighed as he whispered in a low breath, "Whatever's in this packet...I know India is not part of it!"
He unhurriedly opened the packet, slowly pulling out the contents within as he whispered again, "Whatever's in this packet...I know India is not part of it!"
He commenced to filter through the papers until he came across some photos, which were of India, and several different sexual partners having some alluring and detailed sex. Marc was devastated as he flipped through the photos. He tried extremely hard to refute the images that he saw in those photos as he tried to disbelieve that India would be part of a conspiracy to embezzle millions from the corporation to fund an explicit sexual pleasure ring. He was completely distraught as he put the contents back into the packet, placing back in her attaché case. One thing he did notice was the facial features on the photos of India was a little distorted which left him to believe that it was possibility that she could be caught in the middle of a set-up scandal. He strolled toward the door as he thought, "I've got to find out more about this...It really doesn't make sense...I just don't believe India could do something like this!" "I'm gonna find out one way or another...who's behind this shit
Several hours later India was standing in the elevator waiting for the doors to open as she thought about Whitney. She knew that she was about to go back home and she wanted to thank her for all she had done to keep her secret in the closet. As the elevators doors opened, several members of the Bahamian Police Department stopped her as she stepped out of the elevator. Her heart skipped a beat as she tried to find out what had happened down the hall. After she and several other guests were told to stay behind, the now stretched out "DO NOT CROSS -- POLICE tape, she quickly noticed that all the commotion was coming from her friend, Whitney's suite. Now she was really feeling timorous as she thought, "Should I tell them that I know her or should I just keep my mouth shut?" "What happened down there?"
Marc quickly got up out of his chair and raced to the break room where there was a news flash on the television. He looked up at the screen as he watched the breaking news unfolding. As the newscaster started to report the breaking news: "This is truly a tragic event as the local Bahamian authorities are now investigating the mysterious murder of an African-American female tourist, who was in the country visiting to whom we believe to be a senior executive from the Bluefield Marketing Group; Which is one of America's top marketing corporations visiting the Bahamas as part of a International Marketing initiative that has been taking place there for the last few months...there is no word on whether this senior executive is involved with the death of this young woman; whose name has not been identified as of yet." "We have not received any statements from the Corporation at this time and so far according to Police, there are no leads other than their request to converse with the alleged s
Ursula looked at Marc dumbfounded as she replied, "No but I've heard that this particular guy has been causing problems for India since she's been on that assignment...wait is India alright?" "Have you spoken with her?"
She looked down toward the floor as she thought, "Okay Marc but...I really think she's part of this and I'm gonna prove it!"
India sighed heavily as she began to explain, "Well...I've been doing a little freelance call girl stuff in the evenings." "You know just doing something to keep me busy...I didn't want to be in a relationship so I thought this was a great way to get laid and to make some money as well, anyway. I was at a corporate convention about four years ago and that is when I first met Travis St. Croix." "One of the nights there they hosted a masquerade party." "I was there and Travis was after me the whole night, but he didn't know it was me because we were wearing costumes and mask." "Well I guess I had too much to drink and I ended up having sex with him." "Anyway he tracked me down and put me on this assignment thinking that he could get with me again." "I told him that he had never been with me and that it was someone else." "So...I had my friend, Whitney to come down here to sleep with him, making him think it was me so I could walk in, catch them and then he would think that I really was not the
The voice on the other began to chuckle as they replied, "You let me handle Danika...she'll get what's coming to her!" "So you fell in love with her...you know this was not part of the damn plan, Marjorie!" "She's the one who's supposed to go down for this shit...remembers?"
India smiled slightly and then she responded, "I spoke with Travis this morning and he claims that all of this is some type of set up that involves you...are you part of this con Lady Davenport?" "Are you involved in getting me to take the fall for this scam that he's taking about?"

