Page 2 of Champagne Nights

Walking out of my office, I stopped at Lucy’s, my secretary’s, desk.

“I’m leaving the office. I’ll be back in about an hour and a half.”

“Yes, sir. By the way, Holly looks pretty upset.”

“She’ll get over it.” I walked away.

Climbing into the limo, I shut the door, and Harry, my driver, glanced at me through the rearview mirror.

“The Plaza Hotel,” I spoke as I pulled out my phone.

“Who are you meeting this time?”

“Samantha.”

“I don’t care for her,” he spoke.

“And I don’t pay you to care for the women I see. Do I?”

“No, you don’t. But I’m giving you my opinion anyway.” He smirked.

“Keep your opinions to yourself.”

“Shit, Ethan. You don’t even like half the girls you fuck.”

“I don’t have to like them, Harry. I like what’s between their legs.”

He sighed and slowly shook his head. As we pulled up to the curb of the Plaza Hotel, the doorman opened the door for me, and I climbed out.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Klein.”

“Hello, Don.”

“Enjoy your stay.”

“I intend to,” I smirked.

I headed to my room on the 19th floor, scanned the keycard, and stepped inside. After taking off my suitcoat, I unbuttoned my shirt when I heard a knock at the door.

“You’re late.” I glared at Samantha.

“Traffic, Ethan. It’s New York. I don’t live right around the corner.”

She wore a short red dress with high red heels. I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra because her hard nipples poked through the fabric of her dress. I slid my shirt off my shoulders and unbuckled my belt as I walked towards her. Placing my hand between her thighs, I slowly slid it upwards until I reached her pussy and plunged a finger inside. She gasped. I reached around with my other hand and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the ground.

“Keep your shoes on.”

She placed her hand around my neck and moved her lips closer to mine. I pulled away.

“You know the rules, Samantha. No kissing. Get on all fours on the bed.”

She did as I asked while I removed the condom from my wallet. Taking down my pants, I rolled the condom over my hard cock, grabbed hold of her hips, and thrust into her fast and hard. Loud moans escaped her lips. I moved in and out of her rapidly while the wetness that emerged from her enveloped my cock. Unpinning her hair, I grabbed onto it.

“Do you like when I do this?” I pulled her hair.

“Yes. Oh yes.”

After pulling her hair a few more times, I let go and reached around to her breasts, pinching her nipples, which caused her moans to grow even louder.

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