Into your room walks Paris, a friend of yours for a while. It's ironic that the two of you became friends with your parents being rivals in the world of expensive hotels. Your here to secure the deal though, both companies deciding in building a joint seven star hotel, all that needs to be done is how much does each company own.
In walks Paris, as stunning as ever. Today her hairs in a ponytail and she is wearing a very tight suit jacket, showing off her curves rather nicely, with a short skirt giving you a nice view of her long, tanned legs.
"Hello ," She smiles, locking the door behind her. When she reaches your desk she bends over, revealing her nice cleavage and the fact she isn't wearing a bra, and pulls out the chair on the other side.
"How's it going?" You ask casually.
"Alright, daddy made me come here, in hopes of cheating what he calls "a young, naive, little spoilt brat who doesn't know a thing about business" into giving him most of the hotel." She smiles innocently, while you slowly feel yourself getting more angered.
"He called me what?" You say, changing the tone in your voice.
"He didn't exactly say that, I just think your cute when you get angry. But your always cute." She says, still bearing that smile on her face.
"I'm glad to know it. Now business." You say, taking of your coat.
"You know, you should do what I do when there's too much work."
"What's that?"
"Give it to daddy." She nods.
"Very funny Paris," You sigh as she gets up. "You look nice today, by the way."
"You think so?" She tilts her head while looking at you. "Well that reason jerk I dumped didn't think so. But you look rather hot yourself..."
She gets up and walks over to you. Grabbing you by the tie she leads you to your long couch, and let's you go, letting you lie on it. She removes her jacket, letting those beautiful breasts free. She takes off your tie and shirt, while rubbing your abs. She climbs onto you and kisses you passionately, your tongues doing a wild version of the tango. She lifts her head looking you in the eyes.
"So..." You say, "What makes this different from all the other times we had sex?"
"This time," She smiles, "It's really down to business." |