Not a Mistress
Dordrich
I'm trapped in the spell of this gorgeous woman!!
It's like she controls me, my body and mind. Only now do I know what the men in my circle meant when they were whispering about Loraine. Some had tried to date her, others had sent her expensive gifts to get her attention, others had pranked her like little boys by bumping into her to strike up a conversation or something. But none of the tricks helped to catch her.
I've seen her on magazine covers before, sometimes alone in a sexy pose, but more often in the arms of a rich man. She is usually seen with Danner Winfield, the automotive expert. Our first personal encounter at the ballroom was like a high voltage electrical power clashing. From that moment she’s fixed her eyes on me, they have haunted me day and night. No matter what I do, my mind keeps drifting to her.
In the five years I've been married to my high school sweetheart Elena, I've never taken a fancy at another woman or even looked intimately at one. My children are my greatest treasure and I always thought I could never love someone else but Elena. With her by my side I have worked hard to build this huge success of the companies, which I inherited from my father almost bankrupt. My father could not keep up with the rapid modernization in the media world and had to give up. She also gave me two miracles, for which I am so grateful. Selene and Dordrich Jr are absolutely the most amazing kids.
Yet I fell for Loraine, New York's most talked-about socialite. Hard and final!
She has a few haters, more rejected admirers, but even those can become evil if their dreams don't come true. Some claim she's licentious, others admit she's just picky.
But I know better now.
My Loraine is indeed hot-blooded, but she has given me her most precious possession, her virginity. To me, Dordrich Fellogan, a married man.
A few minutes ago, I almost lost my mind by confessing my love to her. I have long agreed with myself that those words only apply to Elena and my children. I always want to be faithful to my marital vow, I only love Elena.
But I know I'm just kidding myself.
I am madly in love with this woman standing in front of me now, waiting impatiently to make love to me. I see lust burn in her eyes every time she looks at me. She is fiery and magical to possess physically. This morning on the bench in the woods, the way she moved under me, almost drove me insane. I'm going to keep, own, spoil this woman to death. She's mine by default.
We are now in that wonderfully decorated bedroom in the penthouse that I bought especially for her. She doesn't know yet that everything here is in her name. And tomorrow a brand-new car will be delivered for her to work. That’s the only car she’ll be driving to this house, her own car then remains in the company garage.
My only hindrance now is Danner.
I don't want to urge her to give him up, I'm married myself so I don't have that right. But I've devised a perfect strategy for how she will be forced to end the relationship with him on her own. Danner is no match for me, his greatest asset in life and business is Loraine and I can already say that he has lost her.
Loraine now leans against my chest, I can feel her shiver expectantly.
She strongly lusts after me, I know she can't wait until we finally get into bed. I always laugh when she hints at that. In the restaurant she admitted to having a high sex drive, but that's no problem at all for me. What I will have to do is adjust my work schedule so that I have time off to give her what she desires.
This room is top romantic.
The skylight shows enough of the nighttime panorama, from there the moon often shines in. I intend to put this room to good use, to make it a real love nest. But not only that.
I'm not just interested in having sex with Loraine.
This penthouse will be a real home for us, we're going to do more than just satisfying our bodies here. Here we’ll discuss our daily activities, tell each other's ups and downs, challenges at work and other personal matters. Loraine is not just a mistress, she is the whole package.
"Are you ready for me, Princess?", I whisper in her ear and then nibble on her earlobe. She makes no effort to answer me, she turns and immediately her tongue drags over my cheeks to my mouth. We lose ourselves in a wet kiss, devouring each other. She impatiently takes off my shirt and fiddles with the belt of my pants. With my help, it soon falls to the floor, her fingers pushing my pants down with my boxer shorts.
I am now naked in front of her.
Her clothes are a little complicated for me to take off. She laughs hoarsely, unbuttons the top and her full breasts jump out to their release. She's not wearing a bra. I have never ever seen such a beautiful scene, God must have spent a lot of time on this beautiful piece of art.
My tongue goes over her collarbone to her breasts. I know she loves my tongue playing with her nipples, so I take the time to spoil them. Breathlessly she pulls me up and goes to her knees. I know what follows, she has already proven her skills in this area. I can't help but delightful throw my head back and hiss as I feel her tongue slide over my rod.
I do everything to hold back my orgasm, to prolong this heavenly feeling, but can’t do that for long. I grab her hair and with short movements I mouth fuck her until my cum fills her mouth. She swallows it, licks me clean. Divine is the right word to describe this feeling, this woman is a real sin.
She throws herself on her back on the bed, with her legs spread wide open so I can admire her cookie in full regalia. “No, I need you now! I can't wait," she whispers passionately as I get ready to spoil her too. She pulls me toward her and with a deft swing of her hip, my boner is at her entrance. "Take me now, Dordrich, now. Don't keep me waiting, babe, please."
At her words I lose all my senses and sink deeply into her. And so starts a wonderful journey under the full moon with this goddess of love.
‘I love you, Loraine’.
A confession in my head that never reaches my lips...
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