1. The Fast Lane


    Date: 11/16/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Coco, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    to when he met her, the hungry little American girl with looks that brought men to their knees and created hardness in their pants. Katherine was hardened by life and it became Philippe’s job to soften it—to soften her, and he did. Eventually the young girl became a woman, and he used her to begin his business. She was the perfect specimen to build his escort service around, and when her business acumen became apparent, she became the head of the organization. He watched as she thrived in the business of sex for money, but when a friend of his fell for her, he became jealous. He held no romantic claim on her but wanted no one else to have her. She fell for him, and Philippe became hell bent on destroying the man inch by inch. He took his business, and ultimately, he forced him from Katherine’s life. Unable to survive the loss of the father of her baby, Katherine fled and never returned. Withdrawing from the memories of his past, Philippe watched as Camilla went to work. She sat next to Doug, and placing her hand on his back, she leaned in to whisper in his ear. “Is she worth it?” Camilla flicked his ear with her tongue. “Worth it?” he questioned, taking in her eyes as she smiled at him. “You. Is she worth having you to herself, can she handle you?” Camilla took his earlobe into her mouth. “You’ll never know—although I don’t think it matters to you at all.” “It doesn’t at all,” she said while glancing at his crotch. “Apparently it doesn’t matter to you either. Shall we leave ...
    and handle that growing monster between your legs?” He stood and glanced at the dealer. “Credit my winnings to my room,” he demanded as he undressed Camilla with his eyes. ~~~ Camilla met Pierre and Philippe on the observation deck of the Fairmont hotel. They took in a qualifying round of the Grand Prix. The sights, sounds, and smells of burning tires meeting the concrete racetrack filled their senses and served as a stimulating backdrop for their business. “He’s Douglas Simpson for certain, I saw his identification,” Camilla said as she eyed the envelope sitting on their table. “Did you do the job?” Philippe didn’t like to mince words or waste time talking when he should be taking action. “The film?” Camilla nodded, and pulled the memory card from her bag. She should be ashamed of the lewd acts that she performed on camera for money, but she didn’t. It was business and never personal. “Yes. Her name is Maelynn Barthelemy. They are not married, she is his fiancé,” she said noticing the look on her boss’s face. “And…” "That is enough,” Pierre said taking control of the conversation. “Leave us.” Camilla took her fee and left the men to their business. “Père, qui est-elle?" “She is Katherine’s daughter.” Philippe left Pierre, unable to answer the questions that were sure to come. ~~~ A flash of red and a mane of raven hair flashed along the edge of Pierre’s peripheral vision. His plan to meet his pals in the private lounge of the exclusive Nobu Fairmont was quickly abandoned when ...
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