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Gold Digger
By Morpheus.
Philip walked into his mansion, looking around, pleased at how nice
it looked. He was sure that, like always, it would impress Carly, his
secretary. As it always did. He'd worked very hard for the mansion, and all
the rest of his money, having worked hard then wisely invested. Truly a self
made man, having started off just barely above poverty.
Here he was, 33, still looking good and very rich. And in spite of
that, still single. A condition that he'd been considering changing lately, but
last week, had decided it wasn't a good idea. When Carly had mentioned it
to him again, it had tempted him, but he'd told her firmly that he was sorry,
but no, he wouldn't marry her.
He loved Carly. She was a 24 year old red headed bombshell, and an
excellent secretary.
At first, their relationship had been purely business, but had quickly
become physical, then growing to something more. She always made Philip
smile when she walked into a room. She was so sweet and considerate, that
she just brightened his day, no matter how bad a mood he was in. And he'd
been in a very bad mood all week, alleviated only by the bright spot of Carly
when she was around.
Telling his housekeeper, Mrs. Cravitz, to make sure that Dinner was
for two, Philip went upstairs to start getting ready, already looking forward
to Carla's sparkling smile and her luscious lips.
When the door bell rang, Philip ran to it himself, ignoring the glare
Mrs. Cravitz was giving him for usurping her job, and acting, as she felt,
inappropriately for someone in his position. He didn't care what she
thought, to intent on what he knew would be on the other side of the door.
Opening it with a smile, Philip felt his mouth drop. All he could do
was gaze upon the fiery beauty in front of him. Carly's long red hair made
him ache to run his hands through it. She stood there in a gorgeous white
dress, which showed off her curvy figure, and gave tantalizing glimpses of
what was inside. His eyes were drawn to hers, and he stared, lost in the
depths of those deep green eyes in front of.
"Well are you going to stare at me all day" She said with a smile, "Or
invite me in?" Blushing, Philip gestured for Carly to come in, and led her to
the dining room, where Mrs. Cravitz was just putting the food on the table.
Philip felt himself beginning to get hard with the sight of Carly, but
forced himself to ignore it and pull out her seat for her, acting like the
gentleman he knew Carly would appreciate. She smiled up at him, thanking
him, sending his heart into his throat. Or at least feeling like it. Gulping, he
sat down on the other side of the table, just across from Carly, and where he
could still gaze upon her beauty.
Philip was relieved that she didn't seem upset about his saying he
couldn't marry her anymore. He was afraid that she'd still be mad. He'd
seen that she was upset all week, though she tried to hide it from him, but
now, she didn't seem upset at all. She even had a sparkle in her eye that let
him know how good a mood she was in.
Looking at the beauty across from him, Philip smiled to himself. He
knew it was unprofessional for him to be dating his own secretary, and
possibly even grounds for sexual harassment of cries of favoritism from
other employee's but he couldn't help himself, or even make himself really
feel guilty. She made him too happy for that.
Feeling slightly uncomfortable, Philip started with the small talk,
asking Carly how her aunt was. She'd said two days ago that she was
going to visit her sick aunt, and Philip wondered if Carly's good mood was
because of good news on that front. Carly's smile dropped for a second and
she hesitated, then said that everything was all right. Philip felt relief at that,
having felt sorry for the woman, though he'd never even met her.
As dinner finished off, Carly gave her compliments to Mrs. Cravitz.
who accepted them graciously as she started cleaning off the table. Moving
into the living room, Philip put his arm around Carly's shoulder, enjoying
her presence next to him.
Sitting next to each other on the couch, they started getting cozy, as
Mrs. Cravitz brought out two glasses of wine for them. Philip was going to
take a sip of his, but Carly put her hand on his glass, holding it down.
Smiling she said, "I have something that will make this even more
interesting" Still smiling, she pulled a tiny bottle out of her purse, and held it
out. Opening it up, she let Philip look inside, seeing a fine white powder.
"What is it?" He asked, curious. He was a little nervous that it might
be something like cocaine, which he wanted nothing to do with, but he
didn't want to insult Carly.
Kissing Philip on the cheek, she said sweetly, "Its an aphrodisiac"
She poured half the small bottle into Phillips glass, and mixed it with her
well manicured finger nail. Then she did the same with hers, putting the
now empty bottle on the table. "See" she said sexily, "I'm having some too"
"What do we need that for?" Philip asked, feeling a little hurt that
Carly thought they'd need an aphrodisiac.
"It's based off of that Viagra stuff" She said, kissing Philip hard, "Its
supposed to make men 3 times as potent for a couple hours, and is supposed
to be incredible"
Philip felt doubtful, but picked up his glass anyway. Still smiling,
Carly did the same. "Trust me" she said sweetly, and looking into her
awesome eyes, he couldn't do anything but trust her.
With a smile, they both drank the wine down, Philip not noticing the
smile of triumph on Carly's face as they did so. As it went down, it tasted
sweet, and very strong. Not quite like the wine normally did, but he
couldn't place exactly what the difference was. He felt slightly nervous,
hoping that whatever he'd just taken wasn't some illegal drug, but he trusted
Carly not do something like that to him.
Within a few minutes, he began to feel a warmth spreading through
his body. It felt a little like when he was drunk, but it didn't quite seem to
go to his head much. Quickly, he began to feel himself getting hard again.
He felt horny. Very horny. And from the look on Carly's face, she was
obviously feeling very horny as well.
Philip knew that Mrs. Cravitz would be gone already, having learned
that after dinner, she wasn't wanted around if Carly was there. Carly started
stripping, obviously fighting her urges as she went slowly, so as to tease
Philip some more. Philip just stared at her, until she was just in her panties,
then he tore off his own clothes, and jumped on her, unable to contain
himself any longer.
He couldn't believe how horny he felt. Whatever that stuff was, it
was damn effective. Quickly, he removed Carly's bra and panties, and
started kissing her very erect nipples, making her moan in pleasure. He kept
her at that for awhile, ignoring his own desire to enter her. At least for a few
minutes. Finally, unable to keep ignore his desires, he entered into her,
making her scream out in pleasure.
Philip started pumping in and out, almost moaning himself at how
good it felt. He still felt hard and kept going, for a little longer than he'd
done so before without orgasming. Finally he felt it building and bursting
from him.
The pleasure washed through his body, and he saw bright colors in
his mind, and a dizziness of sorts. As it cleared, he felt someone on top of
him. Opening his eyes, he was shocked to see, what looked like himself
sitting on top of him.
Horrified, his old body grabbed one of his breasts. Breasts? Philip
was shocked to realize that he had breasts, and from the warm, and odd
feeling between his legs, something else as well. Staring in shock at his old
face, it smiled down at him, lustily, and not extremely nice.
Philip gulped, realizing he was incredibly horny as well, even in this
body. Carly's body, he realized. Somehow, they'd changed bodies, or
something. Before he could do anything else, he felt himself being entered
between his legs, and felt Carly's, or actually, his old penis going into him.
He felt both disgusted and delighted at this, and was horrified at his
delight. But he couldn't help himself, he felt too horny, and had an
overriding need to be entered. To be fucked. He found himself moaning out
as Carly went in and out of him, and the pressure building again, until
finally, he orgasmed, exploding with spasms of pleasure that left him
breathless and gasping for air. But Carly wasn't done, and started going
into him again.
Feeling tired, he realized that he still felt incredibly horny, and this
time was too overcome by the feelings of pleasure moments before to even
hesitate. He found himself unconsciously wrapping his legs around Carly,
pulling her into him. He lost himself in the raw desires, unable to do
anything but respond to his body's demands. After one more brilliant
orgasm, Carly got up off of him, while he just lied there, gasping for breath
and enjoying the pleasure his whole body was feeling. So this is an
afterglow, he told himself, wishing he had a cigarette, or that he even
smoked.
Philip forced himself to sit up, the sight of Carly smirking down at
him, finally making him realize the magnitude of what just happened. "What
the hell happened?" Philip asked, finding himself horrified of not just what
he'd just done, but by the fact of how much he had enjoyed it, and how
much he still wanted more.
"Well, Bitch" Philip heard in his own voice, shocked at being called a
Bitch. "I did look fine if I do say so myself. You are one awesome piece of
ass"
"What the hell?" Philip said, jumping up, feeling very unbalanced.
His chest felt huge, and his ass stuck out. He felt so odd, and like he was
going to fall over from the top heaviness. He tried to ignore that and focus on
what Carly was saying.
"When I went and visited my aunt" she said casual, slipping some of
Phillips clothes back on, "I lied about her being sick. The fact is, she's a
witch, and gave me that potion that we took with the wine" She smirked
down at Philip, obviously enjoying his discomfort.
"But why?" Philip asked confused.
"Because" Snapped Carly, "I wanted your money, and when it
became obvious last week that you weren't going to give it to me the easy
way, I decided I had to take drastic measures. And this is permanent too, in
case you were wondering"
Stunned, all Philip could do was stare at her in horror and confusion.
"But" He stammered, "I loved you"
She laughed, the sound making Philip cringe. It sounded so cruel.
Carly bent over, grabbing Philip painfully by his now much smaller arm,
and pushing him back with great ease. "Well, I never loved you. I only
wanted your money from the start. That's why I got that job as your
secretary, knowing it would give me access to you" Philip backed away
frightened, "I fucked you for 9 damn months, and you still wouldn't marry
me"
"Oh" She said a little more controlled, "It wasn't all bad, but I've had
better lovers and better looking ones" She held up her own hands. "I'm
going to miss my own body, but the money makes up for it" She smiled
down at Philip again.
"How could you do this to me?" Philip cried out, tears pouring down
his face. They didn't seem to phase Carly at all.
"Easy" She said in a cruel tone, then threw her clothes at Philip.
"Put them on, and get out of MY house" she demanded.
"But its my house"
"Not anymore. This house belongs to Philip Cook, not to Carly
Sherwood. And you sure as hell don't look like Philip Cook" Carly
laughed at the look of horror on Phillips face. "You're also fired. I don't
need you around as a secretary when you could be trouble. And if you try
telling anyone, I'll just say that you were fired for stealing from me" and she
smiled again, "and I even have evidence to prove it" Philip groaned.
"Now GO" she demanded when Philip had slipped the dress on. In a
hurry, he grabbed her purse, knowing that he'd need what little money was
in there. Still crying, he ran to his front door.
He couldn't believe Carly had done this to him, stealing his body, and
his life. He had loved her, and this is what she really was. Just another
gold digger. Horrified, he closed the door behind him, looking back,
knowing that Carly was laughing at him behind the door. Knowing that she
was right, that he'd never prove who he was, and that she could destroy him
now.
Then a thought occurred to him, and he smiled, and found himself
laughing. He couldn't believe his luck. Just last week, he'd been diagnosed
with terminal cancer. That's why he'd refused to marry Carly. He wasn't
about to marry her, knowing that he'd only leave her a widow in just a few
months.
And the funny thing is, Philip laughed to himself, since he had no
family, he'd left Carly as the primary beneficiary in his will.
If she'd really loved him, she would have gotten the money, now as it
was, Carly got the money, and the big C, while Philip had a second chance.
And would be getting the money back in only a short time.
He felt a little bad about that, but knew that she'd done it to herself.
It's funny how life works out sometimes, he thought to himself, smiling as
he went to Carly's car.
The End
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