Yes please.“I won’t hold it against you.” I waved her in.
She swallowed hard and then slowly walked in.
Dear Lord.
The cut of the bikini bottoms made her legs look so fucking long. But the real showstopper was the way her red hair cascaded over her massive tits. The little white top could barely contain them.
If I hadn’t already had a raging boner, I would have now.
Most guys never would have been able to stand up in such a situation without totally tenting their pants. But I wasn’t most guys. In my teens I’d destroyed so many pairs of pants just by getting hard. The seams just weren’t strong enough. So now I had all my pants custom tailored to accommodate my foot-long cock. They had a little sleeve down one leg that I could tuck it into, which kept is secure even when erect. It was quite a brilliant design.
I made sure my cock was in its sleeve and then walked over to Maeve.
“I think it fits perfectly,” I said.
“Do you like the white?” she asked.
“I can hardly see the color under your hair.” I gently pushed half her hair over her shoulder, tracing my fingers over her collarbone. Her skin was so fucking soft.
She reached up and tugged on the fabric of her top, but it did nothing to cover more of her tits. If anything it just made them jiggle a bit.
Did she do that on purpose?I could have sworn she gave me a sly smile as she did it.
“I love the white. It really makes your skin look tan. And your red hair pops against it.” I took a step back and raised her hand to make her do a little twirl. And her ass…Jesus.It was mostly hidden by her semi-sheer sarong, but I could still see the beautiful curves. “You know, after seeing this, I’m thinking I may just call and tell the other model not to come.”
She tried to hide her smile as she looked up at me. But the blush on her cheeks betrayed her. She was loving this.
But then a clinging noise ruined the moment.
We both looked down at the floor and saw her engagement ring bouncing on the tile.
“Oops,” she muttered. She started to bend down to pick it up, but I beat her to it.
I grabbed her hand and slid it back onto her finger. “You better get that resized,” I said.
“It fits,” she said. “I just sometimes play with it when I get nervous.”
“Do I make you nervous, Maeve?” I asked.
“Of course you make me nervous. You’re my boss. And I’ve heard things…”
“What have you heard?”
“That you have a short temper. And a really long…” She glanced down at my crotch. “…work day. Which is making me nervous,because my shift ended a few minutes ago. And my fiancé is picking me up. He’s probably down there right now. And I don’t want to keep him waiting. So I should probably go.” She took a step back.
But there was no way I was letting her go. She even rambled like Ash did when she got nervous. You should have heard her on the helicopter ride right after the kidnapping. She’d told me all of her most embarrassing moments. Or at least, some of them. The list seemedverylong.
Just like my “work day.”
Nice cover-up, Maeve.But I wasn’t buying it. She’d definitely heard rumors about my huge cock. And I knew she wanted a taste. I just had to keep her here a bit longer.
“You can go in just a minute,” I said. “But you forgot all the accessories. Didn’t you see the matching gloves and the jewelry?”
“The choker? And earrings? And the diamond studded gloves? I was scared to touch those. They looked way too expensive.”
“Don’t be scared,” I said. “Everything is insured.” It wasn’t. But most of the jewels were stolen, so that made them significantly cheaper. “I know you’re in a hurry, but it would be so amazing if you could run and put those accessories on. And then meet me out by the pool. I want to make see how it all sparkles in natural lighting too.” I’d spent most of my time with Ash by the pool, so that was where I needed to get her out of my system.
I gave her directions from the changing room to the pool and then watched her ass jiggle as she walked out of my office.