The Billionaire Rapest chapter 2
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Mark I was shocked and felt like my gut had been ripped apart. Worse, I knew it was my own damned fault. I showed up with a corsage in my hand to pick up Elsa, and instead I found the dress I’d bought for her, plus all the accessories, and a caustic note on the front door. Further, the bouquet of flowers I’d sent her the day before lay on her doormat, obviously stomped on by her comings and goings. I got the message. She was royally pissed. Elsa had apparently discovered who I really was....
It was a cool day in June. Peggy was doing the morning dishes. Looking out of the wondow. She saw Betty her next door neighbor. Getting her news paper from her mail box. She thought to herself, how lovely Betty always look. Even on this cool morning she look gorgeous. As she clench her robe tightly, around her firm twenty nine year old body. She is such a nice person to be around. Not like that husband of hers. Tim is such a snake in the grass. He's always trying to fuck someone. I would think...
EroticSynopsis of Story to This Point (story continues further down the page). Elsa Conner and billionaire Mark Worthington meet at a party, only he hides his true worth and identity from her in fear this nice girl might be another gold digger trying to get into his wealth. They date, but when the truth is discovered Elsa breaks up with him in anger over his lack of trust in her. In love, he grovels his way back into her good graces only she sets a condition of reestablishing the relationship as...
-- SEPTEMBER (10 MONTHS AGO), MONTAUK, NEW YORK -- I grinned, looking down at the giggling infant who was rolling on his back with all four limbs in the air. Jonathan Kwong, Junior (or "JJ" as we all called him) was not quite 11 months old, and not quite able to walk on his own. He certainly kept trying, standing himself up against the couch and then bravely launching himself outwards. But he could only manage a step or two before collapsing to the lushly-padded carpet. For some reason,...
-- OCTOBER (9 MONTHS AGO), MONTAUK, NEW YORK -- "They're calling it 'The Heist of the Millennium'. In an unprecedented theft, believed to be the largest single monetary robbery in history, top executives at internationally renowned Jonathan Kwong Enterprises have stolen a reported 4.2 billion dollars from the company. CNN reporter Michael Phillips has the story..." "Good evening, I'm Katie Couric and this is the CBS Evening News. Overnight, he went from ordinary worker on Wall Street...
"Chet, I swear this is the single worst idea you've ever come up with!" Laurence Ashcroft stammered with disbelief into his satellite cell phone. "Besides, I don't have the slightest intention of wanting to get married at the moment. I've got far too many things that still need to get done before I turn forty!" Laurence did have a point. It was not for nothing that he had been voted by the Times of London three years in a row "The Most Fascinating Man in the World". The New York...
Last night's blowjob had been alright. Nicole was enthusiastic, but clearly she was a novice. I spent half the time trying to avoid her teeth. And when I came, despite my warning, she choked and wasn't able to swallow anything. But if at first you don't succeed... And so I awoke this morning to find Nicole's head bobbing up and down my morning wood. She smiled around my cock and then went back to focusing on me. For some reason... she was a LOT better this time around. No teeth, great...
Mark The pipe bomb had been a hoax. Elsa called in near the end of the business day. I gave her an update about the security threat. From outward appearances, the bomb looked credible and real. Inside, there was nothing explosive, only sand to give the unit some threatening weight and make everyone think it was real. The bomb squad had spent over an hour getting the device off the car and then diagnosing the threat. The car was dusted for fingerprints but nothing showed up worthy of...
The large helicopter slowly lowered itself to the spacious tarmac in front of the Circle’s hangar. As soon as ground contact had been made, the sound of the engine changed, and the rotors started to slow. The dust and debris being blown around also dissipated as the blades slowed. Alice, Dave, Julie, and Owen slowly approached the helicopter in one of the golf carts. They were each dressed in stylish casual clothes and in the back of the cart were four of their ‘Go’ bags carrying a few items...
Mark Sheila stood at my office door smiling at me. “Pardon me for making an observation, but you are very different today. I don’t know what happened to you over the weekend, but ... well, you’ve changed – in a good way, of course.” I tried to sound gruff, my usual business-as-usual demeanor; “What’s that supposed to mean?” I frowned in her direction to discourage any derision. She laughed, confident that she was one of only a very few people that could get away with laughing at me, “Well,...
Mark Elsa fired about a hundred questions at me like rifle shots at a carnival, expecting me to instantly respond with the first answers that occurred to me. I did, but I wasn’t sure I was giving the answers that would keep me in her good graces. Some of her questions and comments confused me, especially where involving her sister was concerned. I couldn’t fathom what she was suggesting. Elsa had started to smile a lot, and the initial sad look on her face had given way to glee about...
Mark I had a hard time getting my head wrapped around what was happening. I had just made love with Elsa AND Cindy. My system was on overload and every circuit had blown. I’d never had a threesome before, although I’d watched a lot of porn that featured two gorgeous women and one man. Near as I could tell, there wasn’t any configuration that I didn’t like. We tried them all by the end of the evening. The time was positively electric. I had started the evening knowing I was on tenterhooks...
Mark I called Elsa on Saturday morning, getting her on the first ring. She informed me that my caller ID on her phone still showed me as ‘Mark Worth’ due to the character truncation, but also reminded me that I was forgiven. I asked about Cindy. She was doing her own errands and such that morning, but the sisters had planned to get together for a late lunch about one-thirty unless I had better plans. My request to join them was met with enthusiasm. I worked all morning at my corporate...
Mark Damn. I forgot that my security team had an unobstructed view of the beach right where Cindy, Elsa, and I had fucked away a large chunk of the afternoon before falling asleep in a sexual stupor in the warm afternoon. We were all asleep under some palms and naked when Lucas, my head bodyguard, woke me with a concern about some approaching boats. We responded by going up to the house, but any exhibitionist damage had been done long before. The girls were slightly concerned and partly...
-- JULY, MARSEILLE, FRANCE -- Gingerly, I lay back against the plush pillows of the king-sized bed, getting myself comfortable before extending my right arm out into a curve, creating an inviting spot for Cassandra to recline against me. She accepted, pillowing her head against my chest before reaching back to pull my arm around her in a tighter hug. And together, we exhaled in welcome relief. All was quiet in our spacious room. I'd gotten the Prestige Suite at the Sofitel Marseille...
Mark I said to Elsa and Cindy, “What shall we do today? Actually, I have all weekend.” “We just want to be with you,” Cindy crooned as I rolled on my back so I could hold both of the girls against my buff body. They each draped one of their breasts on my chest in a highly seductive and revealing way. Elsa popped up, “Hey, let’s do another barbecue out on your deck. The weather is supposed to be great.” I gave her a suspicious look. I’m sure she read it as my being suspect of her wanting...
Mark KC and I slept most of the way across the Atlantic Ocean. We’d left Copenhagen about eight a.m. for the ten hour flight in my larger jet – a Boeing 737 outfitted for transoceanic performance. We were in the queen size bed in the plane’s stateroom at the rear of the plane. KC and I again joined the Mile High Club despite the foursome the night before that went most of the night, and then we slept in our sexual stupor and happiness at the fun we’d had with Brita and Nils the night before....
Mark Barnes came back to the condo after I called and fixed us all a late dinner, for which we were all grateful. Elsa was a basket case, and her sisters weren’t much better. The runner had been our stalker. Unfortunately, Marshall, driving the limousine, never found the man again. He’d seen him, but after racing around the corner, the man had disappeared down an alley and through some backyards. Marshall hadn’t pursued him too diligently because he thought he might need to take Elsa to...
Mark If Elsa and Cindy were going to fly, I wanted them in the safest planes with the best training possible. I had their instructors checked out several different ways, and they received exceptionally high ratings as instructors who imparted an attitude of safety to their students. Both men had been military pilots and so had several thousand hours of flight time. The planes and the flight school were another story. An absentee manager who showed up once a month to audit the books owned...
Mark In the morning, I rode in the helicopter from the Worthington Industries HQ building to one of our commercial electronics plants a hundred miles west of the city. Because of the interest Elsa and Cindy had in flying, I paid more attention to what was happening a few feet in front of me in the cockpit. The mass of gages, levers, buttons, radios, display screens, and what not in front of the two pilots fascinated me. I studied each instrument until I felt reasonably certain I knew its...
Mark Mid-morning Saturday, the week before the party, I stood beside our array of cars at the farm. We were five days into work on the new house. Greg and Sean from Elsa’s architectural firm were atop a pile of dirt about twelve feet tall with the new construction manager, Doug Reed. They were looking at a page from the hundreds of blueprints for the house, and pointing in various directions. When I’d arrived on site, Elsa had stuck a printed page into my hands, and said, “Here are our...
Mark Melanie came into my office in tears. She was sobbing so badly I couldn’t understand her. Sheila was right behind her and in worse condition. I instantly realized that something really really bad had happened. I thought, ‘Oh, my God. Cindy. Elsa.’ Sheila choked out through her tears, “City hospital, right now. It’s bad; very very bad. Elsa’s been shot and lost a huge amount of blood, maybe too much to survive. Tanner’s dead. Limo waiting.’ She sobbed wildly but pointed towards the...
Mark July first finally arrived; it was as though that date had been hanging over the entire family for nine months – the gestation period for our new home. The girls had arranged a huge party at The Meadows. Every construction worker from any trade who had worked on the house, their spouses or partners, kids, and everyone we knew was invited. The party officially started at noon, but my arrival at The Meadows had been announced as one p.m. There was no ending time given. Elsa, Cindy,...
Mark I sat in the conference room at Darwin Architectural Group with Greg, Sean, and Elsa. They were all grinning. Sean explained, “You’re the first client to see this new system. It’s like the fly-through we showed you several times of the house on the large laptop, but this is like a hundred times more realistic. For one, it’s big screen TV, and then we added music given the kind of venue, and some of the avatars actually move around the screen giving the feel of a movie. We can create...
Mark My dear friend and lover, Brita Jean Thorsen, was one of the most influential women in Europe, and except for the Queen of England and one or two others maybe one of the richest. She was the chief executive officer of one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the world. She was a multi-billionaire. She was beautiful. She was a slut. Brita had loved the day and a half she’d spent in front of the cameras with Rolfe and Juul filming her slutty behavior. Eight men had fucked her,...
Mark I sat in the jump seat behind Cindy Conners, one of my ‘wives, ‘ and John Morris, the senior captain for all the aircraft in my private and corporate fleet. I’d passed up the luxury at the rear of the Cessna Citation in order to follow the entire flight halfway across the continent ending at Teterboro Airport in Bergen County, New Jersey, a short limousine ride from Manhattan and Wall Street. Cindy was flying left seat as John checked her relevant skills. When our trip ended, he’d sign...
Mark I admit to a moderate degree of over-confidence as Cindy and I strode into the large conference room, followed by my financial colleagues from Worthington Industries. We were identified as WI on the ‘Big Board, ‘ the trading exchange that only the best stocks appeared on. I would be in control of this situation from the get-go. My goal was to have every financial analyst in the earnings report meeting walk away at the end of the day believing that Worthington Industries was one of the...
Mark Sheila was panting hard, almost gasping for air that wasn’t there. She usually started the physiological response about a minute or two after I started to check with two fingers whether she was adhering to the office dress code – no panties. I checked Sheila, Melanie, Izzy, and Marcia frequently during the day unless I had back-to-back meetings. Checking usually involving a thorough rogering with two fingers and maybe even my tongue if time allowed for a cleanup afterwards in the...
Mark I made two long trips over the four weeks before Philip Emerson Worthington arrived in this world. On each trip I made a relatively large amount of money since some of what I was selling was from my non-public corporation: two-hundred-and-fifty million dollars is not to be sneezed at. Further, I bought three small companies that I knew I could sell in a year’s time at ten-fold the purchase price, also netting out at more than a quarter of a billion dollars. The absences for travel had...
Mark I had two ultra-high priority projects going on inside my company – Worthington Industries: the Gigabyte Cellular Technology (GCT) job and the Lithium Air-Thallium battery project, that we shorted to simply call the Battery Project. I tried to spend a minimum of eight hours a week on each one, shepherding each so they moved as fast as possible to market. For each project, I went to people associated with the task and asked them what they needed to do their job better and faster. I...
The studio curtain rises as the theme music blares from the speakers with the applause of the live studio audience. I had butterflies in my stomach but it was too late now to go back, the contract had been signed two weeks ago and the cold metal of the “Collar of Fate” had been with me since then. I instinctively touched the collar as I thought about it, its nanites now fully dispersed throughout my body over the last seven days. They were just waiting for the commands from the show’s technical...
Mind Control(Author's Note: This is a storyline based on TheHandsThatLead's excellent and oft duplicated story of the same name, though slightly modified to better fit this site. You can find that story here: https://mcstories.com/BimboOrBillionaire/index.html ) The studio curtain was raised as the theme music blared from the speakers with the applause of the live studio audience. “Yes folks it’s time to answer the question that is on all of our minds... Is she a... Bimbo or Billionaire!” the announcer’s...
Mind Control(AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}}); Dr. Louis van Haugh rode alone in the backseat of his personal limousine. It was nightfall, and he stared out of the window to watch the lights of the big city whiz by. Louis had seen and done quite a bit in his day; he was a bit over 50 years of age. He had always been a hard worker, and through his ingenious business strategy, he had managed to become a millionaire at age 27. He had reached billionaire status while still in...
Being a billionaire changes life. I had to leave my old life behind. I changed everything from my name to my face and even my accent. It’s easy to do if you know the right people. Politicians, lawmakers, and even the fucking police are all just bootlickers. I can make or end them. They’re tiny flies that live in the ecosystem of my ocean. I don’t even consider them living brings at this point. Complete immunity and the ability to do anything I wanted were nice for a few months. Then it got...
The next morning as Peggy was getting out of her car. Betty rush to her side door. Saying good morning Peggy, lovely day isn't it. Peggy replied yes it is. Then Betty ask in a whisper and how was your night? Peggy smiled and said we need to have a cup of coffee. Your house or mine Betty replied. Yours said Peggy, I just pick Cliff up from the air port, and he really needs it quiet to get some rest.Then come on over when you can. I'll see you in a few Peggy said as she went into her home. Betty...
EroticI was never much for working out. It had just never seemed like an important thing to do. It was probably because I maintained a decent physique despite the lack of training. I was 6’ tall and weighed about 170 lbs. Being a teenager with a decent build and an active metabolism I didn’t know why I would ever want to put myself through rigorous physical exercises. My stepmom, Ava, hated that I didn’t like to work out. She was a personal trainer and spent all her free time shaping and toning her...
Mark Her name was Brita Jean Thorsen. She was the most beautiful Dane I’d ever met and came close to the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, excepting my loves at home. Here she was sitting across the table from me as I negotiated to buy a sixty percent stake in the pharmaceuticals company she owned. By a fluke of inheritance and family line of succession, she’d taken over the privately-held company named Danskpharma a decade earlier when she was only twenty-eight, and then by sheer...
Mark I caught Lucas alone a few moments later. I told him, “If you and any of the girls ever want to enjoy one another, please go ahead. No foul. No harm. Quite the opposite, in fact. I know Elsa and Cindy especially have hopes of being with you.” I pointed at the two of my girlfriends who were walking up the steps ahead of us peeling their clothes off and shaking sand out of their hair. Lucas just nodded that he’d heard me; otherwise he was stoic, as usual. Cindy and Elsa rinsed off in the...
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This is a story that is intend to be a part of a series grouped under MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS. Each story will be independent. The stories will ultimately cover a range of genre. These will be shorter stories of one chapter which is different from my previous efforts as a writer. I hope you enjoy them. This is an interracial story. This is a story around a mother, Michelle and her daughter, Natalie. Michelle is 40 and Natalie is 20. Both women have dark brunette hair that falls to the shoulders...
Mark Monday did not start out as well as the weekend days with Elsa and Cindy. I was up at four-thirty and immediately checked my texts and emails. I had a message from John Thornberry of my London Office that one of the deals to trade around some cash and chemical plants in other places around the world was falling apart. He needed me in London ASAP. I went and kissed the girls goodbye, but neither woke up enough to take in that I was leaving. I put Elsa’s cellphone beside the bed, and...
-- JUNE, MANHATTAN, NEW YORK -- I'd come back to America for a reason, and that reason was to put my old life back together. I knew I wasn't ready to see Taylor just yet, so a trip to Malibu would have to wait a little while. In the meantime, reconnecting with Ashlyn and Joey was priority number one. At the same time, I didn't want to bring Evania and Vivienne with me to Ashlyn's place, knowing that the presence of my new girls would only complicate matters and prevent me from getting...
-- JULY, MONTAUK, NEW YORK -- Sharpley had snatched Cassandra in Manhattan. We always traveled with security outside of the mansion and outside of the JKE building. I knew for a fact that Fat Tony would have made damn sure nothing bad would happen to his favorite blonde bombshell, were he with her. But he wasn't. Instead of going directly for Cassandra, Sharpley's goons had captured our helicopter pilot. He was found drugged and tied up in a janitor's closet. But by then, Cassandra had...
Mark Watching Tom make out and then fuck with Cindy and Elsa did amazing things for me. I got amazing jolts of arousal that made my cock as hard as it had ever been, and it felt longer and thicker too. I also felt as though I could cum a dozen times in a row. My brain went into high gear with sexual excitement and desire for the women and the whole miniature orgy we were eagerly sharing with one another. I was sexed up beyond my wildest dreams or comprehension. I wondered how this lifestyle...
-- AUGUST (FOUR WEEKS LATER), YOSEMITE VALLEY, CALIFORNIA -- "Mmm ... honey..." Taylor crooned. "If you can come back with more girls who eat pussy like Evie, I should send you to Europe more often." Her eyelids fluttered, long dark eyelashes beating like the wings of a hummingbird. She groaned as her head fell back onto the top of the sofa's backrest. And with her eyes closed, she spread her legs further to the sides and pushed Evania's head a little deeper into her crotch. "Oui,"...
Mark Tom, Melanie, Carter, Cindy, Elsa, and I had a communal breakfast. My girls were really stoked up and enthusiastic about the outcome of the barbecue, and vocalized their thoughts about the small orgy the night before. I looked to see whether anyone was embarrassed but detected not a shred of regret, except Carter blushed up a nice scarlet hue as he wholeheartedly agreed. Melanie openly stated that she wanted to try Tom before he left for the airport and his flight to Denver. The...
Mark The kidnapping attempt was a close call, the closest I’d ever had and with the most men involved. I was in my suite at the hotel, having just come back from dinner with the head of the large chemical company headquartered there. I heard a noise, and glanced at the source, one of my windows. I caught a glimpse of a rope dangling past the window and being jerked around. My instincts kicked in and I immediately shouted out the door of my suite into the hallway, “Security. In here,...
Mark The first hint I had a problem at the office came the Monday after Melanie had spent the weekend with Elsa, Cindy, and me. We had a very romantic weekend, and I apparently had distinguished myself by making love continuously to all three women Friday night, and all day Saturday and Sunday. It wasn’t that I was fucking them and having orgasms all the time; I’m only a man. I did, however, become exceptionally attentive to each of them, displayed my vulnerable inner self to them, and made...
Mark I knew something was up when I got home from the west coast Thursday morning. I’d slept on the plane – my own personal red eye – coming from Silicon Valley, and was in the office at seven-thirty. Melanie was already there, being hyper efficient, but there was an air about her that told me that something was amiss. Since I was still learning her moods and emotions, I didn’t ask her anything, but hoped she’d feel comfortable enough to come to me eventually with whatever it was. I hoped...
Mark Sheila went with me to the west coast on Wednesday. We worked on the plane all the way across the country, mostly on tentative plans to break apart our chemical companies and then do various recombinations into multiple corporate units. I wanted to sell off the commodity or heavy molecule parts of the business, and thought I might have a buyer with the Italians I’d talked with in Milan. I wanted to keep the higher margin specialty chemicals in my own portfolio of businesses. I also...
Mark Tom Power flew partway back home with us. We stopped at the Boulder, Colorado airport to drop him off. He’d accepted my job offer to run Nanotech, and negotiated a pretty good deal to boot. The more we interacted the more I liked and respected him. I already nursed an idea of bringing him into headquarters in the future in an even larger and more important role. I was also influenced heavily by Sheila’s opinion of him. I had watched the two of them fuck the night of my barbecue, and...
Mark I’d lost control of the situation. Four estrogen-laden members of the human race took over my condominium, my mind, and my sex organ. From the time I woke up in the morning until I fell asleep, usually in the haze of wonderful sexual exhaustion, I thought about the four of them all day long – Elsa, Sheila, Cindy, and Melanie. Days usually started with a blowjob, sometimes from two of them. All day long I knew that Melanie and Sheila are working near me without panties on, regardless...
Mark Brita asked if I would stay overnight with her, and I did. We cuddled together in her large bed, and in the middle of the night we made love again. We ate breakfast in the nude, and then I fucked her on her kitchen table. It was just the right height. After that we showered together. “Can you stay today? I have meetings this morning, but I’m pretty sure I can blow off the afternoon.” Brita asked. “I’ll make it happen. Does that include dinner and another sleepover?” I teased. She...
Mark People started to arrive at our party about six-thirty on Saturday despite Elsa’s having said seven o’clock as part of the invitation. By their admission, they were eager to get started. By seven-thirty we had a condo full of people. Elsa and I made it a point to meet and welcome everyone, and to check them out. I heard her explaining about the NDA to a couple of people at the door. Steve introduced us to his new friend KC. She was not only nice she was hotter than sin. I wanted to...
Mark Tom and I got back to my condo about six o’clock. I was very pleased to see that KC was still there. I was enthralled with her for some reason. I had to stop myself and test why I felt that way about her. She’d touched my heart as fast as Brita had only a week or so earlier. I had to admit that I found her a lovely human being. Just like the other four girls, I could sit and watch and listen to her for hours and never be bored. She also made my heart beat faster, a feeling I really...
Mark Melanie rushed into my home office about nine o’clock. I was wading through a pile of papers addressing our consumer electronics business and how we could improve market share in our five major markets. Tom had given me some ideas, and I was evaluating them. “Mark,” she almost screamed, “you’ve got to see these.” She waved her cellphone around. “Well, show me. Slow down.” “Elsa and I just got back from KC’s gallery. She has about ten of her paintings on display, and they’re all...
Mark Saturday about noon, the helicopter we’d used the prior day landed at the helipad near the house. Elsa ran out to meet it, reflexively ducking down as she neared the beast while the blades were turning. She was smartly dressed in sport clothes and jeweled flip-flops. She got inside, and the bird took off again. The helicopter moved out to sea and then passed overhead at a much higher altitude as it headed towards the airport. About an hour later, I heard the fup-fup-fup of the...