David’s POV
“Truman cars are made to solve your problems….” Since morning I’ve been on this marketing department floor, listening and examining the recent advertisement they did for the latest designs of our cars.
After my warning them the last time, they took things seriously and carefully drafted new advertisements that looked more problem-solving.
This right here will resonate more with the customer because it focuses on those pain points every customer has and will nudge them to buy the car.
For example, the R23 type of our cars is crafted especially for nursing mothers. The car is not only affordable but also has a spot where the mother can keep the baby booster so she can watch over the baby while driving.
See? It’s a win-win.
Had I not made such threats…by now, they wouldn’t have created a better advertisement.
I rest my back against the seat while listening as the guy in charge of handling the advertisement rattles on with the presentation.
The stiffness of his shoulders shows how tensed he is. He might be wondering if I’ll approve this very advert but…yeah, I have. Though I don’t let it show. I want to see all myself.
While gearing into the lines of the guy’s speech, my phone vibrates in my pocket with a message.
Mindlessly, I fish it out and see the WhatsApp message Vera sent.
Curious, I open the message, only to see it’s a video.
It’s no normal video rather it’s her daily naughty report.
My veins grow taut at the prospect of what the video might contain.
I swallow thickly and peer around to ensure no one is looking and then I click on the video.
I see Vera’s breasts popping from the shirt she’s wearing.
Wait a second, I look around her and figure out she is in their school restroom.
My balls twitch alongside my dick. Is she recording in school? Fucking the toy in school?
Is that how naughty she’s grown?
I hate it but I love it at the same time.
I mean, it’s crazy knowing a kid is pleasuring herself in school just for me. She literally ditched classes to do this…huh?
I can’t help the dirty smirk that clouds my face.
She’s such a slut.
Her pussy traps the dildo as she sits slowly on it. Her clit stares pointedly at me through the camera.
No…no…need starts lurking in my body.
I’ll effortlessly catch fire if Vera lays a single hand on me now.
I totally forget about the presentation or the people around me as I watch my daughter rutting the toy I got her.
She screams “So sweet, daddy” as she rides leisurely on the dildo.
Fuck! Touch your clit, kid, I find myself moaning inwardly.
As if on cue, Vera raises one of her hands and starts playing with her pink, swollen clit.
It’s so sexy.
Her boobs bounce as she thrusts herself over the silicon toy.
This is Incredible.
I look up at her mouth and see the way it’s parted, breath escaping it in gasps. It makes me remember the way that mouth wrapped around me last night.
Seeking to bring me to orgasm. Fuck, this girl is driving me crazy.
She plays with her clit and then…her nipples. Vera gets her fingers wet and dabs it over her titties.
It makes me so hard. I suddenly wish I was the one thrusting into her. Not that toy.
“Sir…?” Ms. Sanders’s voice hauls back from my den of imagination.
“Yes?” I sputter, breathing hard. I’m sure my face is now a shade of red considering the way everyone at the table is looking at me.
“Matthew already rounded up the presentation…” Ms. Sanders says, her eyes trailing over to my phone.
Damn, am I sure she didn’t see me watching my daughter’s porno?
At that thought, I lower my phone into my pocket. I rest my hand on the table and scratch off the hunger ringing through my veins.
“The presentation…ahh…” I stutter.
They all watch me with bated breath while I ponder on what to say. After a long while, I sputter. “I guess it’s okay. It’s seventy percent okay.”
Everyone exhales at my words, even Ms. Sanders. It seems they all hung their breaths.
“Thank you, CEO. We’ll send it to the public relations department to publicize then…?” It’s a statement but I nod.
I sit back, watching as they all leave. The instant I notice I’m now alone, I bring out my phone and that’s when I see Vera spilling her cum over the toy.
Fuck…. so…arousing.
With my hard-on still biting at me, I head over to the meeting I have with Edwards.
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All the time we sit here in the restaurant with Edward rattling off about some kinda proposal, I don’t focus.
In fact, looking at Edward, what I’m seeing is Vera’s cunt riding a toy. Her cum spilling like spring.
It’s all I’ve been thinking. It can’t stop.
A little distraction comes when my phone pings.
I’m quick to grab the phone, thinking it’s another sexy, naughty video. Only it’s a message from Dame high school, informing me about Vera’s graduation in two weeks.
Now, all I think is what will be the best gift I can give her on her big day?
I guess, asking her will do the magic. I rather Vera decide what she wants as a gift for her graduation
day.
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After my long and boring meeting with Edwards, we headed over to one of his bars because he insisted on introducing me there as his partner.
The bar looks good and flourishes with hundreds of New Yorkers coming for a shot or two to drink.
Edward and I had a few too and it weighs on me considering the Azul last night. By nightfall, my driver and I make it back to the mansion.
Exhaustion creeps in on me and the major things I need now are to devour some food and shower.
I usually play games with Andrei on Fridays. So after showering, I can manage a game with him.
The house is not that quiet when I walk in. I look into the living room and I see Andrei operating
on his laptop with a serious look on his face.
Andrei doesn’t always look through his computer but whenever he does, then something’s up.
That makes my nerves jumpy instantly.
I begin to wonder what could have possibly gone wrong.
Have they tracked us? Found out the lies we fed them with?
I hasten my steps to fall by Andrei’s side. It’s
only then that he notice my presence
even.
“Boss…” He croaks out as I fall onto the sofa beside him.
Just then his phone rings and he picks up.
“Did you find anything?” He asks the person on the other side.
I don’t know what he or she said but Andrei nods and then gives a Yes before ending the call.
The crease on his face seems to relax a bit but it doesn’t stop my worry.
“Tell me. What’s happening?” I grit out.
With a sigh, Andrei speaks up.
“I got a report from Vera’s school. Someone was asking about her. About their school record.” His bass voice rings through the air.
My heart drops into the pit of my stomach. The mafia, it’s all I can think.
“I tried to check in the camera but it was all disconnected. I don’t know for certain if the receptionist gave it out but she had claimed she didn’t.” Andrei adds.
“I hope she didn’t…” I say with a cuss.
I personally made it clear to the school authority that Vera’s report should be kept confidential and accessible only to me.
I wonder how they got a hint of Vera and are now looking to verify she’s still alive.
“Does that mean our trails leaked? The information about Vera must have leaked…” I try to speak but Andrei cuts in.
“The hacker I called now confirms the truth about Vera is safely sealed from the whole underworld.” Andrei speaks with a note of assurance.
My throat clogs with worry. I can’t let anything happen to her. It’ll kill me…
“We have to hire more security…” I say again but Andrei cuts in.
“Nope. I’ll protect her myself. We don’t want to draw much attention to her, do we?”
He’s right. I nod in agreement as Andrei dives into describing how the whole thing happened in the school, Vera emerges before us.
Andrei pauses quickly and shuts down his laptop.
Vera gives us a suspicious look before she comes in further, clearing her throat.
“I want to have a word with you in private…” She says, looking me in the eyes.
I rest my big body on the sofa, parting my thighs as if to invite her in but no. It’s more of…allowing air into my body as the heat I feel all of a sudden is knotting my body tightly.
Andrei stands and leaves us. That instant, the air thickens with the attraction Vera and I have for each other.
My balls are effortlessly tight, my shaft hard.
“Go on, kid. Tell me why you’re here…” I jerk my head and she gulps the lump in her throat.
“It’s about what happened last night.”
My whole body turns to a live wire, just on the brink of sparking with flames that’ll consume me.
“What…about it?”
Oh, now my voice is hoarse as the images harass my mind. Her mouth is on me. My groans of pleasure. The sizzle of heat.
It’s mind-numbing.
“It shouldn’t happen again….”
I jump in, cutting her off. “It’ll because I can’t allow mess yourself up with men.” I deviate a little so I’ll push her to speak everything as raw as it was.
“It’s not about that.” She snaps.
My fiery girl. Always out to express her feelings. It’s one of the things I love about Vera, her ability to voice her thoughts.
“Then what?” I probe.
“The blowjob. It shouldn’t happen again…you should go to that slut of yours and…get it from her. Else when next it happens…when next you take advantage of me while I’m drunk, you’ll meet me in court.” She threatens.
Looking into her eyes it gleams with nothing but lust.
She watches me, eyes roving over my body.
It sets me off. High and hard.
I don’t argue. I just nod. There’s no need pretending it didn’t happen. She must still be angry cuz of what happened at the gym.
My obvious rejection of her offer.
She turns to leave and I feel the raw need to please her. To seek her forgiveness. At that I blurt, standing up.
“Your graduation is in two weeks, right?”
She nods without turning.
“Then, tell me. What do you want as a gift for your graduation?”
She turns to give me a look. Her whole face glistens. A smile almost pops up on her face.
“I’ll think about it. And I’ll…tell you what I decide on later.” She says, breaking our stare she walks away.
I look down, my thoughts running wild.
What will she demand as a gift? I wonder.
To be continued…