The Protege - S01 E85

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The Protege - S01 E85

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 85

Introduction:

This story contains themes lesbian sex/group sex with a tilt toward domination and submission. If this is offensive in any way please choose another story. If you choose to read on, enjoy!

When I woke up the next morning, I was stunned but not surprised that Cynthia was up and out of bed. Her housekeeper, Rosario, was sleeping soundly with no sign of stirring as she snored softly. She felt warm and soft snuggled up to me with her head on my shoulder and leg curled over mine. I moved ever so slowly to work my arm free from under her head and neck. After a few minutes I managed to free myself without waking her.

Cynthia had apparently gone running. That woman was incredible. As drunk as she was, I felt sure this was one morning she would not get up early, but there was no sign of her in the house.

So I went to my room and showered. When I finished, I heard Cynthia in the dining room. Remembering my orders for the week, I remained naked. When I entered the room, she was stretching, and I once again felt a wave of lustful energy tingle through my body.

Her back was to me with her legs spread wide. She was bending at the waist taking her head to her right knee and hands to her ankles. I watched silently while my pussy grew wet and my mouth watered. She stood up legs together and bent straight forward, pulling her head to her shins with her hands gripping her ankles. That gorgeous ass was fully highlighted through her tight red running shorts. She wore a matching red and black lycra cropped tank sports bra

Next, she spread wide again and stretched to the left. The shorts were darker around her crotch and ass crack from her perspiration as I watched in awe.

"You're taunting me already, Ms. Cynthia. You know my weakness for that beautiful ass of yours."

She stood up. "I thought you might wake up horn..." She stopped mid-sentence as she turned and saw me naked. Her smile grew and her eyes widened.

"Ms. Carmichael, you look absolutely scrumptious this morning. I may have to rethink my breakfast." She had set out some fruit and bagels on the table with juice and coffee. "We need to be quick, my pet. I have been advised of a potential takeover attempt. J.P. Morgan-Chase approached us some months ago and we did not wish to sell. They seem to have a problem taking no for an answer. A jet is being prepped and I will have to leave for New York for an afternoon meeting with the board."

"Do you need me to come with you?"

"No, Ms. Carmichael. I need you to take care of LVMH and be ready to reassure them if they catch wind of the takeover attempt. You helped land then, now your only job is to care for our newest and largest customer. I still cannot believe we signed LVMH, all because of you. Thank you, Ms. Carmichael. She smiled and held out her hand. "However, I do like the sound of you cumming with me.

I stepped forward to take her hand as our lips melted together. Her perfume, now mixed with her perspiration, heightened my senses while she caressed my back and pulled my naked body against her. My hands gripped that fabulously toned ass, her warmth radiated through my body and I surrendered myself to her.

We kissed hard and long as she probed my mouth with her tongue. Warm wetness flooded my engorged pussy as we pressed together. I gripped her top and pulled it up and off. Her warm breasts pressed against mine, nipples stiff and moist with perspiration.

I kissed her neck as my hands slid inside her waist band, touching her hot sweaty buns. Next, I peeled the running shorts and panties down until she stepped out of them, letting them drop to the floor.

I knelt before her, her neatly trimmed bush in front of my face. "You are so beautifully sexy, Ms. Cynthia." I said, looking up at her. "I think about you all the time... Touching you." My hands gripped her ass. 'Feeling your warm soft skin... Kissing you." kissed her belly. "Smelling you. My nose swirled slowly through her soft muff as I breathed her in.

She caressed my head with both hands, slowly spreading her legs wider. Her eyes held my gaze as she smiled down at me.

"Please let me taste you, Ms. Cynthia. I want to feel my tongue in your warm sweet pussy.' I sighed as my nose tickled her clit softly. "I want your hot steamy nectar for breakfast, please. I need the taste and smell of you to stay with me when you leave."