The Love Of Money - S01 E230

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The Love Of Money - S01 E230

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 230

She looked like she was about to say something but simply bit her lip instead, looking up at me with a mixture of confusion and heated arousal.

I had a growing list of things that needed to be done. I'd just considered someone to read and respond to my DMs... maybe an assistant to Erin? I also needed a PR team, but Jess didn't have the skillset for that, nor was I about to trust her to manage my public Image. I had a cleaning service that took care of my house, though...

"You want a job?"

Over the next few minutes, I explained how I was open to bringing her on as a maid. She would be expected to clean, serve food, and perform any other tasks I felt necessary. She would take orders from Erin and me until I had a household manager. Then, she would answer directly to whoever that was. In exchange, I would give her an apartment in the building along with benefits and pay her enough to make sure she could afford a comfortable life in the city. She seemed disappointed that she wouldn't stay in the apartment, but she didn't hesitate long before taking the job. I told her she had a week to get her affairs in order, move, and settle in. I wanted her to start next Monday. With my fingers up her cunt and a hand on her breast, it was the strangest job interview I'd ever attended.

Near the end, we were interrupted by Rose, who stood in the middle of the steam, looking through the glass. It looked like she just woke up. Seeing my ex pinned against a wall while I fingerfucked her seemed to clear some of the fog in her mind, as she suddenly became very interested in what we were doing.

"Mind if I join?" She asked,

I looked at my ex, but she simply stared up at me as she took shallow breaths while I pumped my fingers in and out of her. She wasn't enthusiastically accepting of Rose's potential involvement, but I suspected she hadn't given up all hope of winning me back. In her mind, participating in things like this was probably a good way to show that she had changed and was good girlfriend material. I had discouraged her from that notion, but if she wanted to hang onto false hope, what business of that was mine?

Over the next twenty minutes, Rose and I wrung pleasure out of Jessica like she was a wet rag. I held Jess from behind while Rose washed her front, stopping to kiss her lips, her neck, her breasts, and then, once she'd thoroughly cleaned it, her pussy. She let me direct the whole thing, complying when I told her to leave love bites all over Jessica's ivory neck.

Then, we took turns using Jess's mouth. On her knees, she kept going back and forth between us, eating out Rose one moment, then taking my dick in her mouth the next. We eventually ended up on the bench with my member engulfed by Jessica's petals while her face was buried between Rose's legs. It all ended with a chorus of cries that filled the bathroom as much as the steam.

I left the pair of them to get cleaned up as I stepped out of the shower and headed back into my room. I slid on a pair of boxers, a shirt, and threw on my robe before leaving the apartment.

Downstairs, I found a beautiful spread on the dining room table- platters of eggs, bacon, sausage, burritos, pancakes... all the staples needed to soak up the excess alcohol consumed after a night like ours. Camille had truly outdone herself.

I started to put a plate together when my chef came out to set down a fresh pitcher of orange juice and a new bottle of champagne for mimosas. Her hair was up in a bun, and she had a thin sheen of sweat on her face and neck, but when she saw me, she flashed a beautiful smile and said in that French accent, "Good morning, Mister Upton!" Even hot and sweaty, she was gorgeous with an air of class about her,

"Marcus is fine," I said, retuming her smile. I poured myself a glass of champagne while my chef took the plate I'd started making and began preparing it for me. I asked her how she was adjusting and if she was enjoying working here, and she filled me in on how her fiance would be here by the end of the week and that she was enjoying working for me.

As she handed me a plate, she gave me another smile, displaying those cute dimples on her cheeks I'd noticed my first day here. As I took the plate, my fingers brushed hers, and I could have sworn I felt her thumb brush my fingertips before I took the plate from her hands. That was the moment when Erin came into the room.

Erin was dressed in a short gray pencil skirt and a sleeveless white button-down vest shirt. Her silver hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail. Her makeup had been applied, and she looked like an office girl on the set of a dirty movie-every boss's dream.

She was just putting her second earring in when she spotted me and gave me that infectious smile of hers. "Glad I caught you before I left!"

"Me too. I was disappointed you weren't there when I woke up."

"Aw. Me too," she said, "but I had a few things to take care of before I headed up to YPV. I'm taking Vikram with me. He said he offered to help"

"Yeah. Hopefully, he'll make it go quicker. He's still here?"

"Yeah. He and Venus ended up getting a room here. She had to leave last night, but he was too drunk to drive, so he crashed here. Honey, Rose, Jonah, Kelly, and some others from last night are still here too. Dillon had to go back to work this morning"

"Yeah" I said, inwardly grimacing as I was reminded of the present he left me. "I got a text from him."

"So," Erin continued, "I made sure Camille had everything she needed so everyone got fed. That's one of the things I needed to get done before I left."

"Cool. Speaking of getting things done, could you arrange to have the jet prepped for a flight tonight?"

"Um... sure. Where to?" Erin asked

"Vegas. Just for the day."

Erin knitted her brow in curiosity. "Back to Vegas? Why?"

"Julia told me that Charity is being released from the hospital today. I wanted to see her."

"Aw!" Erin said. "That's so sweet!"

"It's literally the least I can do," I said.

Erin made a face and said, "Marcus, you paid all her medical bills."

"You know what mean."

"Alright," Erin said, pulling out her phone and tapping some notes. "Anyone going with you?"

"Well, Chloe, I presume. Whoever else from her team she decides needs to go. Maybe one more."

"Not me?" She asked.

"You want to go?"

"I'd love to, but I assumed you'd want me to stay on this search

until we've uncovered something."