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
Denny made his face look even more stern. He wanted her to continue. And his idea worked.“Ever since you asked for me to serve you, the other girls had started to hate me,” Trisha had no other choice than to tell him another honest reason she declined his invitation or his request to accompany him outside Sweet Haven.Still, Denny did not make a sound. But when he realized what she had just said, he forgot he was mad and felt alarmed instead.“What do you mean?” He almost barked in a dangerously low tone.Denny has heard other girls gossiping before that when a service girl becomes too favored and treated special, the other girls start hating and ganging up against that girl.“Among the new batch and even the few batches of service girls ahead of me, I was mentioned by the management to be the highest income provider and received a few privileges because of that. Newcomers are supposed to live together in one quarter as there are not many vacant rooms to give one per person, but I wa
"I am sorry, I don't understand what you mean, Mister Vero," Sandra is always worried when Denny Vero calls for her. He is a man with few words, and whenever he speaks, it seems to demand obedience or consequences will happen."Other service girls are bullying Trisha in here. I pay this place to whatever price you demand of me in return for her services rendered to me. No questions asked, no complaints. It's because I am thankful I found her here, but if she is being endangered in any way, and I mean in any way, under your supervision, I will not just watch and do nothing," Denny gnashed his teeth as he declared.He can threaten the person to lose her job if he ever hears Trisha being bullied around again. Sandra Valk knew Denny Vero well enough as a VIP to displease him. She had served him too before she was promoted to be the manager of this club. And Sandra knew how fierce Denny Vero could be. She just didn't think he would also be so overprotective towards a girl in their professi
Daisy was now standing behind Sandra, who helped her up. Daisy was also scared to see Denny so furious. She did not expect him to return to his booth as he never did such things when she used to serve him. Once he stepped out of his booth, there was no chance of seeing him walk back to it again on the same night. Daisy made sure it had been a while since Denny Vero left the booth, but Trisha did not come out. She was going to order her to serve drinks to other customers. Daisy was furious when she saw Trisha peacefully asleep. She hated Trisha being favored in so many ways. Denny Vero used to be her client, but Denny did not ask for the same arrangement for her as he did for Trisha. She was thinking about waking Trisha up with a slap on her face, but to her surprise, Denny came back and caught her in the act with her hands hanging in the air to hit Trisha's face with her opened palm."I am very sorry, Mister Vero, it's all my fault. I failed in training this one. I will make sure that
Every time they serve this SVIP client, who happens to be young, debonaire and smelling rich all the time, they are more than satisfied with how he would make them feel their job is the best in the world as they can never count how many times they would reach their orgasms in one night.Other clients do not have the same natural talents and skills in bed. Aside from halitosis, some even have disgusting fetishes not to mention that many of them are only after the pleasure they can get from the service girls. Either they finish too fast, or they are just after their own release, leaving the girl frustrated and denied of orgasm.Who would want that?!Although they are here to serve these men, and they are well briefed about such possible scenarios, the feeling of frustration cannot be taken away from them. They may not have the right to voice it out to their clients, but they themselves share their experiences from one client to another. They gossip in their free time, after all. Some ar
Denny made sure Trisha was safely asleep in her room. He placed her clothes neatly by the foot end of the bed and his phone on her bedside table. He was thinking about giving her a call when he woke up tomorrow morning to check on her again. And also to warn her. She needs to be cautious around here. What he saw earlier with that insolent service girl gave him so much fear for Trisha. He cannot begin to imagine what could have happened if he was already gone and that service girl successfully hurt Trisha. Would this silly girl tell him about it? He has fear in his heart that the chances of hearing anything about it from Trisha's mouth are next to impossible. She might rather choose to be quiet in fear of everything escalating and making things more difficult or worse for her. She mentioned she needed this job so badly, so she did not want the other girls to get more pissed at her by being favored. Favored by the management and also because of Denny."What mystery do you have to make m
“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