Linda leaned up against the pillar of the sun bed and grabbed hold of it behind her head, raising her leg up and turning her ass a little to the left. Then she looked over towards the other sun bed that was occupied and scowled.
“Fuck! Why isn’t he looking at me?” she thought to herself as she wiped the scowl form her face turned her ass a little more towards him.
He’d moved into the building a few months ago, and at first she hadn’t given him a second thought. He was… well, normal was the only way she could think to put it. Middle aged, so perhaps a little older than the average age in the building, not fat but not thin, not short but not tall, not handsome but not homely either. He was just… normal.
In fact the only thing that wasn’t normal about him was the bevy of beauties that always seemed to be hanging off his arm. A new one every few days, and more often than not, they’d be crying in the lobby begging the doorman to let them back in to talk to him when he eventually dumped them.
It intrigued her to no end.
What did he have that seemed to give him such power over these women?
She finally had decided that she needed to know and so had put her mind to getting a date with him. Whenever they passed in the lobby she’d flirt, but he never took the bait. When they were at the pool at the same time, she’d always make sure to pose sexily, but he never seemed to notice.
And she knew she was his “type”, because even though the parade of women had different hair colours, larger or smaller breasts, were taller or shorter, they all had one thing in common… they were all asians.
She let out a sigh and put her sun glasses back on and decided that enough was enough. She turned towards him and walked right over to the sun bed he was laying on, pushed her tits out, clasped her hands behind her back and wiggled her tits a bit.
“Hey, how’s it going?” she asked with the brightest smile she could make.
He looked up from the book he was reading and smiled at her, “Oh, hey… Linda, right?”
She held back another scowl, how could he not even be sure of her name? They’d talked dozens of times with her gushing all over him!
“Yep, that’s me!” she enthused, “I was wondering if you wanted to grab dinner tonight…”
“Oh, I’m sorry Linda, I don’t mix work and home life.”
A confused looked crossed her face, and then something deep inside of her told her she should just turn and leave, but she just couldn’t.
“What do you mean?” she asked hesitantly.
The smile on his face turned from friendly to wicked, “Well, you have been trying awful hard these last few months… I guess I could make an exception and show you…”
Instantly she regretted not following her gut and she felt something slip into her mind. Her eyes went wide as she let out a gasp as her whole body shivered.
When it passed she blinked several times and then crawled onto the day bed and between his legs, her fingers quickly pulling his swim trunks down to expose his dick. She parted her lips and moved forward, but he placed his hand on her forehead and stopped her from reaching her goal.
“Please… I need to suck your cock…” she said in a half whimper as she looked up at him.
“Oh, I know you do. But there are a few things I need to tell you first.” he said and she extended her tongue out from between her lips to try and flick the tip of his cock.
“You see, if you do suck my dick, it’s not going to help with that need even in the slightest. In fact, it’s going to make it worse. You’re going to need it more and more often, and you’re going to do anything to get it.”
She let out a whimper and nodded her head a little, “Yes… anything… anything at all.” she replied, agreeing with him whole heartedly.
“I’m going to make you my my eager, submissive little slut. You’ll be begging me to fuck your face, or tits, or pussy, or ass. All the while changing everything about yourself to suit my wishes.”
She just grunted, no longer able to focus on anything but his glorious cock.
“You see, I have a lot of clients in Asia that very much like the idea of having an Asian-America wife, but hate their silly ideas of how they should act. By the time I ship you overseas you’ll be a wildcat in bed and walk two steps behind your husband in public.”
She tried to push forward but he held her firmly in place.
“So, as I said, I usually don’t work where I live. Hence why I’ve been ignoring your obvious advances. I still stand by that and so I’ll give you the choice. All you have to do to avoid being my next project, is not suck my dick.”
Her eyes widened and she looked up at him… not suck his cock? What was he talking about?
That same something from before was screaming at her to pull back and run, but she could still see his cock just out of reach and when he let go of her head, she dove right down onto it.
Her whole body convulsed as her first orgasm crested, but she still managed to suck him deep into her, even over his laughter.
