Breaking in the Billionaire's Wife

After her student daughter was caught shoplifting in my store, I had completely abused my position and enjoyed both Dionne and her nubile daughter, Annabelle. Now I was visiting her hotel suite to continue where we had left off before. Dionne maintained her facade of faithful wife but her body told a different story. She was just as hot for me as I was for her - and she was going to be hot for my horny mates too A 4,500 word erotic short story. Extract: Dionne finally opened the door and I wasn't disappointed I had told her to 'tart herself up' and she had read into that exactly what she should have. She wasn't dressed to go out. On the contrary, the semi-transparent baby-doll and silk stockings were ideal apparel for her to wear while I humped her all night I took a moment to run my eyes up and down the former model. She was really good to look at; only slightly shorter than me: blonde, huge tits, long legs and a very pretty face. "Well?" She was leaning against the hallway wall, with an arrogant look on her gorgeous features. It was time to take control. I took two long steps to close the gap and slammed her against that wall with a hand in the centre of her chest. Then my mouth found hers.