Denny wanted to do more. But he knew the rules.Extra service has boundaries. If the service girl is okay with all the way, the client can do anything he pleases, but if a service girl has declared a limit, clients can only have a blowjob, cock in between tits fuck or lap dance or rubbing as what they are doing now.Instead of asking verbally, his hand started to find out for himself what he could get from this service girl whom he was enjoying so very much.Her coquettish response to his pleasuring touch gave Denny a clear sign that she was willing to take this deal somewhere he wished to go. She was so enslaved by his magical erotic touch that she could feel herself burning with carnal desires. She was young, and yes, she was new to all of these heavenly tastes of pleasure. And so she begged for more. More of this delightful indulgence."Please...?" She was unaware of what she was asking for. But her body was more direct and honest. She was swirling on his lap as he seemed to press
“Ohhhh… Fuckkkkkkk!”“Ugggh! Ugggh! This feels so good. "Denny was never one to praise a paid sex. He always believed that he was paying, so he deserved all the pleasure he can get. But today, he was so vocal about expressing his reactions. "I love this tight little pussy! Fuck!" He could feel his end dawning. "I don’t wanna end this yet, but the night is still young." He was actually convincing himself to let go. As for the girl, she would just do whatever her client would wish her to do. "But, we can do it all over again. Would. You. Like. That?” He said in his bedroom voice in between his thrusts.She just came, but she could feel a new sensation of orgasm building up again.“Yes. Ohhhh... fuck!!!"Her first sex with her boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, felt so painful that she could swear she never enjoyed it. Now she was feeling way too different from how she felt then.She is mewling and swirling her body, feeling his huge girth amazingly inside of her.Letting his strains free, he expl
Denny frowned in wariness. He does not want even the thought of her doing everything she did to him earlier being done to another client. It angers Denny to no end."I can assign her to serve drinks and simple orders while she waits for you," the manager politely answered. "Would that be fine with you, Sir? As you know, we are in need of more service girls as of now. We need everyone to assist and fill in the task. But I will make sure Trisha does not take extra orders as you requested, but you will have to pay her base earnings for the night.""Agreed. How much do I have to pay to make sure she doesn't give her extra service to anyone else than me?" Denny asked nonchalantly. "I will have to make a call and see if my boss can take one so I can answer your queries, Mister Vero," Sandra courteously replied. "My deals and demands take effect right after I leave this place. Are we clear?" Denny took a sip of his drink while Sandra was still in a dilemma. Noticing how the manager could
The man intently stared at the woman. He was inwardly contemplating if he should take her question as an honest innocent sin, or was it a part of her training to put him into a sensuous dilemma.Whatever was in Denny's mind was too difficult for Trisha to get even the simplest grasp of it. And as the client was too silent, it made her fear for herself, thinking she might have crossed a line."I'm so sorry for asking..." She apologetically murmured, with her chin almost pinning her chest.Trisha felt awkward about him staring at her with an unreadable facial expression. He didn't look mad, but by not answering, the service girl mistook it as he did not like being asked of anything."I will tell you about that later," he answered. "Tell me, Trish, what made you decide to work here?"Denny's stares did not leave Trisha's face. He was eager to hear what she was going to say, also he was trying to make a good guess of her age, but he could not tell. She is a tall, well-built physique for a
It was almost midnight when Denny decided to leave Sweet Haven.But he was still hesitant. Denny did not want to leave Trisha behind. He wanted her by his side all the time. However, recalling how long he had spent time in this place tonight, he called it a night before the clock struck two am. And he also made sure she wasn't to give extra service to anyone else than him. It comforted Denny somehow. He can come back again tomorrow after work to see and enjoy a good time with her. So he was relieved.His visit became regular. He goes to work in the morning, comes to see Trisha after work, and stays until midnight to have a good time. He feels like she is his life and work-stress reliever. She would massage his temples when he felt like having a headache. She would make him forget how difficult a day had been with her service. He feels like a god with all her dedicated worshiping. Her soft and kind personality warms his heart from whatever coldness it stubbornly holds. Denny could tell
She started by stripping her clothes off ever so seductively, dancing to inaudible music of sexual desire, swaying her lascivious body before she sat in her comfortable but lustful position right in front of Denny. Then started touching herself in alluring, tempting, and illicitly desirable ways.Now she was crawling her way up to his lap to do just as he asked. She was to ride his cock slow and easy. Denny wanted to touch her, but Trisha clasped both her hands with his as she slowly lowered herself to his huge girth."Fuuuuuckk..." Denny groaned in pleasure. His cock had been waiting to feel the warmth of her heavenly cave."Ahhhhhh..." Trisha moaned with equal pleasure. His piercing always makes her feel like it's their first time. She cannot help herself from pussy gripping his magnificent tool every time it penetrates her. She squirms without even knowing it. Her toes curl, and even if Denny does not ask, she cannot help but take it slow and easy. Savoring the sweet tingles she ca
Trisha was unsure how to tell him that after every time they had sex, she realized how wild, loud, and shameful her words of begging, moaning, and even her bold moves were out of control during sex. She did not expect herself to enjoy this job as she was even scared, but with Denny, all her fears were gone. She is even indulging, and as the veteran girls in the business say, she is now enjoying it. Too much, though, that she is waiting for him every night, and she is begging him shamelessly to make her cum, begging him for more, begging him to pound on her harder, deeper, and never stop when she feels like her orgasms are about to explode.With these thoughts in her mind, she felt her face burns in total mortification."Now, you are making me more curious. You are so red. I am worried you might pop," Denny teased her even more. He was laughing his heart out with so much fascination. And he was enjoying seeing her abashed.But his laughter horrified Trisha even more. She could not brin
Denny felt like he would miss her so much if he didn't see her in a day. But he will have no choice. The chance of making it to see her even to spend just an hour or less is too thin to be considered. The meeting will be held where he will have to take a car ride for forty-five minutes at full speed, but it may take an hour or more if traffic gets in his way. And the meeting's length of time will depend on how they all will agree to every detail presented and decided. In his experience, with his meticulous and perfectionist personality, their meetings had always been painstakingly long."Urgh!" Denny groaned.Trisha was a bit startled at the sudden sound he made. The worried Denny could not help but laugh at her being jumpy."Sorry, I was just thinking how I can make it to see you tomorrow," he apologized and fed her a grape.Trisha took the fruit in her mouth, and after securing the grape in her mouth, she answered."Maybe you can just take me with you..." she flirtatiously stated. N
“Honey…?” Denny called out carefully.Claudette was already about to enter the ward when she heard the man who introduced himself as Denny Vero called for Aleah so sweetly and concerned. She smiled. She just confirmed her thoughts that these two are romantically involved. She silently placed the food she bought and the change on a chair by the door before she lightly knocked and waved her hands to say she would be right back.Trisha bowed her head lower when she heard the knocking on the door. At the same time, Denny turned his head to look back and saw Mrs. Murphy pointing at the purchases she brought while she hurriedly exited the ward.Denny wasn’t able to say anything before the lady disappeared from his sight. He went to get the drinks and handed Trisha a cup of tea. There were two, so he supposed the other one was for him. He took a sip and just said anything. He urged Trisha to try hers, too.“Honey, the tea is good. You should have a sip while it’s still warm.”But Trisha place
Trisha turned her head away from Denny and faced her mom instead. Her tears started to cloud her eyes again. She bit her lips not to let her cries out of her mouth.She clearly understood what Denny had just said right now, but she could not respond right away. She was feeling torn between accepting or declining his offer of financial assistance. It wasn’t for herself alone. It was for her mom, most especially. He also mentioned being a philanthropist, which surely meant he was going to donate a considerable amount to get the procedure done with the best outcome. Yet, Trisha was still worried about what she might have to do to return such a huge favor from Denny Vero.When she was with Chloe earlier, and Denny was not by her side, Chloe spoke to Trisha with her honest and frank thoughts. Trisha realized that Denny did not know his parents already knew everything, the facts, not what they feared his sister, Denisse, might have told them. She was actually glad Denny accepted her suggesti
“She is so kind,” Denny moved closer and whispered to Trisha. “I like her a lot!”Then Denny moved back to look at the girl on her face with a silly smile.“But don’t let her know about that, okay?” Denny murmured again. “She might like me back. I am afraid of that happening.”The two shared suppressed laughter with their hands in their mouths, covering, as they both looked back in the direction of the door. They seemed to have the same fear that the person they mentioned was already back and heard what Denny just said.“I like her, too,” Trisha shrugged her shoulders as she giggled after making sure Claudette wasn’t back just yet. She played along with Denny’s joke not to let the lady Murphy know they liked her so much.“Kidding aside, she is awesome,” Denny cleared his throat before he made known to Trisha his honest opinion about the lady taking care of the patient.He also heard from the doctor and nurses he was able to speak with that Claudette is doing her duties more than a mere
“Thank you so much, Mrs. Murphy!” Trisha’s voice was shaky as she looked up from the other side of the bed, embracing her mom cautiously.Trisha felt emotional. She was glad even to only hear that her mom would regain her consciousness. She’s been in the hospital bed for almost seven months now. She might have seen the person driving the car when she was hit, but as she was still in a coma, they could not ask her. Trisha and her brother Yohan are still hoping to find the justice they deserve. The police seemed to have no more lead to continue the investigation, and since the Silver siblings did not have anyone influential to ask for assistance, they would have to rely on whatever they heard from their mom’s recollections.It would be tough to hold on to such possibilities, but they believe their mom is fighting within her to survive her situation. And one victory may lead to another if she could point out who caused her so much pain and stole so much of her time to stay healthy and pro
Soon they arrived at the ward where the name Elaine Silver was written on the chart by the foot end of the patient’s bed. A woman was reading a book seated next to the patient. She was reading the book aloud like a mother reading a bedtime story to a kid. She was too focused on her book as she read with enthusiasm and emotion according to the content of the story that she did not notice the two, Trisha and Denny, walking next to the patient’s bed.Denny and Trisha looked at each other with amused smiles on their faces. Denny gave Trisha a sign not to make a sound using his finger placed above his mouth. Trisha nodded her head as she agreed not to make a sound. She was beyond glad and satisfied that the lady Murphy was indeed attending to her mom’s welfare with so much dedication and sincerity. She was also happy that the man beside her seemed to have the same thoughts about letting the lady reading a book continue until she realized their presence. And so she continued to read:“A fath
Trisha smiled happily. Denny saw her serene smile in his peripheral vision, and he felt good. His idea was turning out to be successful. That was what he was hoping for, to make his “honey” smile, not the polite one that her face had seemed to be painted with the whole day, but the pure natural smile she would usually wear on her face when she is genuinely happy.Soon they arrived at the hospital. Trisha was worried he would be late with his appointment.“Honey, I can walk my way into the hospital. You don’t have to send me in,” Trisha cautiously suggested. “You might be late.”Denny chuckled.“It’s okay. You wait for me by the entrance. I will be right back after I park the car.”Trisha had no choice but to do as he ordered. She consoled herself that he should know what he was doing. He wouldn’t insist if he did not have enough time, right?“Okay, I will stand by the entrance door. You can call me if there are any changes,” Trisha raised her purse with her phone and wallet inside it.
Denny paused for a while. He could not say it was personal, but it wasn’t business either. But he did not want to explain further, so he just made his answer short, although a bit ambiguous.“A little of both?” Denny chuckled, helping Trisha to stand from her seat beside him.Chloe was not convinced. Or maybe even if she was, the mother still wanted to spend a little more time with her dear son, so she expressed her disagreement.“I can only let you go early today if you promise to visit us next Sunday again,” she bargained.Denny’s eyes widened in disbelief.“Mom, I cannot promise you that, but I will try,” the son scratched his non-itchy backhead as he replied.“Then you will have to stay until dinner today. What do you say about that, Aleah?” Chloe turned to the girl beside Denny.“I… am…” the service girl stuttered. She did not know what to say, but knowing her answer was awaited, she had to say something. “I’m very sorry, Mrs. Vero, but I do not decide things with…” Trisha could n
“Do you mean to marry this girl?” Franco Vero asked. His tone was still calm, not making his honest reactions known to his dearest son.“As of the moment, and if that is all for me to decide, I might say yes,” Denny chuckled at his sudden realization.The father was baffled by the son’s answer.“What do you mean?”“I don’t think the feeling is mutual just yet,” Denny let his weary mind off him.He felt good that his kind dad asked. He had been holding these thoughts within him. He could not freely speak about it with Don Carlo and Angela as he did not want to worry them for Trisha. But with his dad, he felt the assurance that his old man would understand where he was coming from. Denny let his heartfelt emotions flow.“I can feel this girl is purely doing business with me, and she never flirts nor misleads me to think she fancies me like a woman fancies a man. She is obedient in everything I ask and tells her to do because she is too cautious about losing her job. She has these invisib
As Aleah requested and without fear for Denny to grant them, they got dressed up with the doting Denny assisting his heart's wife; since they weren't legally married yet, in every step of getting her nicely yet comfortably clothed. "We should shop for new sizes of your underwear, honey," Denny gently suggested. "I am worried you might feel discomfort with the ones you used to wear and in your closet right now," he explained eagerly. He knew that pregnant women could be very sensitive, so he tried his best to clear any misinterpretations of his words. Angela excitedly bought Aleah different designs of pregnant dresses and others obviously needed by an expecting woman, but as she had not had the experience to reach pregnancy into a stage where her belly would swell up, Angela did not realize to include underwear in her shopping list. I have been meaning to do so, but as I was not allowed to go out without company aside from the nurse, I was just waiting when we could visit the shoppi