Page 293 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Ummm…I think so.”
“So that guy saw you naked?”
“What? Oh. No. That was earlier in the shoot. Anyway…I hope you loved your wedding present! Should we go eat now?” I tried to pull him toward the exit.
But then the next picture on the wall lit up. Me and Mr. Frost saw it at the same time.
Damn it, Chastity!It was the earthquake picture. The one right after the guys had taken their swimsuits off. And I’d wrapped my arms around Ato’s muscular chest.
I forced a laugh. “Funny story. An earthquake hit. And I was scared I might fall off the cliff. So I grabbed hold of the closest thing. Which happened to be the stripper. I mean model. The earthquake must have shaken his drawers right off.” I did a little hip wiggle to really drive the point home. “Anywho…that’s thelast of the photos. We should really get going to the restaurant, right? I don’t want to be late for our reservation.”
But then another picture lit up.
Dear God, no!
This one was of me and Chastity in one of the bedrooms of the villa. We were each naked with one of the strippers. We were posed with our hands on their abs. And they were both starting to get erect. Chastity promised she wouldn’t show these. So what the fuck were they doing blown up on this wall?!
“What the hell?” said Mr. Frost.
Shit! What do I say?“Wow, uh. I forgot about that photo. It looks worse than it was, though. Nothing happened.”
“Are you sure? Your hand is awfully close to his cock.”
I nodded. “I’m sure.”Please be the last picture.Chastity and I had very different definitions of tasteful. But surely she wouldn’t have framed any more of the photos?
But then another photo lit up.
It was almost the same as the previous picture. Chastity was still posed with her hands on Kweku’s abs. But my hand had shifted down to grab Ato’s cock.
Ah!“Hmm…well, I guess I may have grabbed his cock in the heat of the moment. You know how photoshoots get.” I forced another laugh. “Anyway, nothing else happened.”
I held my breath, waiting for another incriminating photo to light up. But we were at the end of the hall.Phew.I turned around to leave. But then a picture on the other side of the hall lit up.
Ato and Kweku were lying back on the bed. Chastity and I were kneeling in front of them grabbing their huge erections.
Eek.“See? Nothing happened. Just some seductive poses. The rest of the pics on this wall are probably boring. We really need to hurry to the restaurant. Let’s go. I hate being late.” I tugged on his arm.
“I think we should stay to see the rest,” he said.
Does that mean he likes them?I mean…why wouldn’t he? The pictures were hot. And our engagement wasn’t real. I nodded. I’d been freaking out over nothing. Mr. Frost didn’t care about what I did when I wasn’t with him. As long as everything looked legit for Grandma.
The next picture lit up. Me and Chastity were both leaning in. And we had the guys’ cocks in our mouths.
I laughed. “Okay, fine. I admit it. We sucked their cocks.” I laughed again.
Mr. Frost didn't say a word.
Shit! Does he not like it after all? Fuck! Is he about to call off our engagement?
He turned to the next photo.
It was of me and Chastity on our knees, back to back, sucking cock. I was grabbing Ato’s shaft and licking his tip.
Mr. Frost narrowed his eyes.
Fuck. It really seemed like he didn’t like it. I cleared my throat. “Look at that posing. Very classy, right? The perfect shot, really. A perfect way to end a photoshoot. And not even a very fun photoshoot. It felt so stiff. The posing. Not his cock. It was hardly stiff at all.”Stop talking.
Another photo lit up. We were still on our knees, stroking both cocks and laughing.
