Sex Trade Deal. He Made Too Good A Bargain This Time!

Sex Trade Deal. He Made Too Good A Bargain This Time!

Be very careful when you think you have your shortie on a tight leash and make a sex trade deal. LOL. You see, how my master moves is, he uses me to pay off whatever cums due. And I mean ANYTHING. From groceries to car payments, vacations to mortgage. But, don’t get it twisted. I LOVE it all. BUT… They say be careful what you wish for, lest it might come true! Mom used to say, “The things he did to get you, are the things he must do to KEEP you.” Boy, is that true! And, boy did he stop!

Tim hired ME for some regimented afternoons at the office. Oh, I keep things on track! Do as I say, and see the WORLD open all the way up for you! But, the boss? Oh, Tim’s my “man”, or should I say, he’s my “PIMP”? Tim was kind enough at the beginning, but once he got the loving he desired, he turned dark! Somehow, his craving for tight young pussy got the best of him and he treated me more like property than anything else.

Every business deal he brokered came to fruition because of ME. So, hell yes, I wanted a little bit of payback! In the first place, Tim cut a deal with a guy with the nickname, Stone Cold Tricky! Who the FUCK wants to take chances fucking around with a dude having that kind of name? He sounded like trouble. I had NO IDEA just how much trouble! The BEST kind!

Sex Trade Deals Go Bad at Times!

This new trade deal came courtesy of Tim’s current business partner. I was sent to help this guy named, Tricky Ricky with some crucial office matters in another state. At first, it was all business and I kind of liked it. But, the more I got to know Mr. Tricky, I began to wonder where the name Stone Cold came from. He is a sweetheart of a man. Very kind, and VERY SEXY! That white beard and stache made my loins positively ache!

I made no other moves on him until… One evening as we were wrapping up a big project, the door opened, and in walked, Tim. Great! I had almost forgotten about his existence. He walked in and made a B-line for me. He kissed me HARD. Of course, it was to let Tricky know where I belonged. Ricky blushed and tried to excuse himself. But, the “pimp” wouldn’t allow it!

“Hold on there, Tricky! Where ya going, Buddy?” Tricky stopped and blushed further as he said, “I have no parts in this, um… situation between you and Miss Josette…” My “pimp” said, “What? You don’t want some of this fine ass? What’s wrong with you, Tricky?” I was impressed when I saw Tricky ball both fists and come at him. “You take your smarmy business deals and everything you own and get out of my company!”

On the Losing End of a Naughty Deal.

This attempted sex trade deal had him pitted against a PRO! Tricky was gonna hold onto what’s rightfully HIS! So, at the end of his “meeting”, he walked up to me and slid a piece of paper against my palm and I closed my hand around it. It was the name of a local hotel in town and I blushed. My pussy got wet and my heart pounded loud enough for everyone to hear, but they didn’t seem to.

After Tim went back home, I made a bee-line for the hotel. Once there, I practically RAN to Tricky’s room. I knocked at his door and he opened stark naked and smiling brightly! Tricky gently pulled me inside and lavished me with a mind-blowing kiss. I melted into his strong arms and never felt so safe before. I felt LOVED… finally. Tim’s hold on me faded away. I wouldn’t stand for having a pimp anymore! No more Ass Seen on T.V. for me!

We continued to kiss as Tricky led me to his bed as he kissed and undressed me. His dick stood perfectly at attention, so I dropped to my knees and began devouring that dick that I had lusted for since I arrived at his offices. Then, as I stood up, Tricky lay back on the pillows. I straddled his handsome face and bent over him to continue sucking him off. Our moans grew to a frightening level… for the neighbors, that is. He wielded that fuck stick like a warrior! Hahaha.

Here’s To the Best Sex Trade Deal EVER!

Our moans led to another, then another, and finally, the last orgasm as we screamed out in unison; sealing our new sex trade deal. We spent the weekend in bed, barely eating… well, food, that is. Ha! So, when you need to make a deal, make it with your heart. You’ll NEVER lose. And, Tim? Oh, who the hell knows what happened to him. I’m SURE he has a new girl to use and abuse. I’m happy with my not-so, Tricky Ricky.

Now, I start each day making love to the best man ever! We still work together at the office and I deliver his lunch daily without fail. He’s the best boss a girl could ever wish for. Call me…I’ll share the 411 with you. Giggle.

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