"Ready?" Ginny asked as she looked over at Lorelei. "Ready to turn on the charm?"
"If it's charm I'm supposed to turn on," her friend laughed. "Actually I think Mr. Timms would prefer that we turn on less charm and more sex."
Their eyes met, sparkling. Ginny had caught their reflections in a glass door as they walked through the lobby of the exclusive hotel. The dresses they had purchased earlier in the day were breathtaking. Ginny had never worn anything so absolutely gorgeous in her life. The price had been gorgeous, too. She had gasped at the price tag, then shrugged her shoulders. Mr. Timms had warned them against even looking at the price. All he wanted was for them to each select the best-looking dress they could find. He was paying for it.
"I don't think well have to do much turning on," the blonde added. "These clothes pretty well do it for us."
Her body was displayed lusciously by the clinging silk. The dress looked more like a nightgown than a dress. That was the fashion for evening, though. The hot-orange material was cut low, almost low enough to show her nipples. Only the tiniest straps held it up. The long skirt was slit well up to her thighs. Ginny knew she looked gorgeous. The redhead with her was just as spectacular. Lorelei had selected a rich gold silk that covered one shoulder but dropped low off the other, showing the sick of her tit. They had taken longer selecting the right jewelry than they had picking out the dresses. They looked sexy as hell. They felt sexy as hell. They were sexy as hell!
The girls laughed at each other, then pushed through the heavy door to the party within. The sound of the small combo met them, the sound of chattering voices surrounded them. They stepped inside and paused, surveying the party for the directors.
"There they are now!" Mr. Timms' voice rang out. He had two men with him. Ginny smiled at her boss as he ushered his two friends through the crowd toward them. The men's eyes glowed as they spotted the girls. They took a good look at the dresses, a better look at the bodies so flagrantly displayed by the dresses. Both of them smiled eagerly and came willingly along beside Gaylord Timms.
"Miss Mason. Miss Novak," Timms bubbled. "Mr. Harris and Mr. Dawson."
The tall man with prematurely gray hair took Ginny's hand. He squeezed her fingers gently and smiled down into her eyes. She saw his gaze drop briefly to the luscious display of tit before coming back to meet her upturned face. He smiled warmly.
"Hamilton Harris," he said. "To save time, just call me Ham."
"Ginny," she answered. "No, it's not short for Virginia and no, I'm not a virgin."
They laughed together. Ham put an arm about her waist and nodded his approval to Mr. Timms. The blonde snuggled against him, catching the appreciative wink of Mr. Timms. Her boss beamed at them as he turned to go and look after some of the other directors. These two men were very important to the company, Ginny knew. They had recently purchased huge shares of stock and come on the board. It was extremely important that they be made to feel secure about the company and about the way Mr. Timms ran the operation.
Ham led her to the bar and ordered drinks for them. As she sipped her drink, the blonde's eyes roved over the assembled directors and their guests. She saw Lorelei and the dark-haired Bill Dawson dancing. Then her attention was caught by the slender brunette dancing beside them. She looked so familiar. Something about her appearance sent a vague feeling of discomfort through Ginny.
"Hey!" Ham protested. "You're ignoring me!"
"Never!" she laughed. "I'd never ignore a man like you. No way!"
"See someone you recognized?" he asked, looking in the direction she had been staring. "You acted as though you'd seen a ghost."
Ginny didn't realize that her expression had given her away. Suddenly she realized why she had felt such a gut reaction to the brunette. It was the girl whose picture had been in the paper with Sid Weeks. Ginny felt a sudden surge of anger inside her. What was she doing here?
"The slender girl out there dancing," she answered Ham. "The one next to Lorelei. I thought I knew her."
"You probably do," Ham replied. "That's old man Jenkins' daughter. Too bad she doesn't have the class of her old man. I hear she's become little more than a tramp. Her dad still dotes on her, though. I understand the men at Worldwide have to play up to her in order to keep the Jenkins account."
So that was it! That was why Sid had been with the woman! Ginny felt a moment of guilt at her anger toward the, young salesman. She had misjudged him. Still, he wasn't with the woman all the time. He wasn't with her tonight. He had plenty of other free time. He could have called Ginny for a date.
Ham's arm came back around her. He pulled the blonde tightly against himself. His hand felt along her hip, delighting in the softness of her skin beneath the thin silk. She could sense the sudden arousal of his passion. She could feel the increased excitement inside him. He leaned his lips down to her ear and whispered his suggestion.
"Parties like this bore me," he told her. "Why don't we slip up to my suite for a private celebration?"
She had known he would ask her. He was supposed to ask her. That was why all the expense of dress and jewelry. That was why she had spent the afternoon at the beauty salon. That was why she was here. Ginny cuddled against his body and nodded her agreement. She winked across at Lorelei as they made their way to the door. She saw Mr. Timms smile at them as he led her out of the room.
She felt important as they stood waiting for the elevator. She was with an extremely powerful man, an extremely wealthy man. She knew that the other women who were passing along the hallway were looking at her enviously. Ham Harris was striking man. The air of power and assurance exuded from him. He looked important. He looked powerful and rich.
His eyes fastened on her body as they rode up in the elevator. He studied her curves as though already anticipating having them beneath his roving hands. He didn't start pawing at her immediately, though. He had too much class for that. Men like Hamilton Harris didn't have to paw at women. All they had to do was crook a finger and pussy came running. He knew it. He would have plenty of time to explore her body at leisure. He knew that, too.
His suite was on the top floor of the hotel. He had a terrace that looked down on the city. Ginny walked out there and looked at the brilliant display of lights below her while Ham mixed them two more drinks. She stood at the edge and felt the light evening breeze whip her dress about her legs and press the thin material even more revealingly against her tits.
"Lovely!" he whispered from behind her. "Absolutely lovely! I don't mean the city. I'm speaking of the lovely woman standing here looking out on the lights."
He set her drink on the railing in front of her and reached around her. His face was buried into her hair, kissing at the lobe of an ear. One hand came up and caressed her tits. His cock was warm and firm as it pressed against her ass. Ginny sighed in delight and leaned back against him. She thrust her tits outward into his palm and arched her neck to give him better opportunity to kiss along her shoulders and neck.
"Mmmmmm!" she sighed. "Who needs a drink? You're more intoxicating than any booze on the market."
"That's my line," he laughed. "Damn if I've ever found a girl who got my cock so hard so quickly."
He set his glass beside hers and turned her toward him. He kissed her deeply, passionately. His hands roved over her body, then found the zipper at the tack of the dress. He pulled the zipper down, slipped the silk off her, and led her to a lounge that sat in the shadows of the terrace.
"We'll fuck under the stars," he told her as he began removing his own clothing. "We'll lay here together and let the night witness our fucking."
Ginny slipped out of her hose and panties. She hadn't worn a bra. With that dress, there was no way she could have worn a bra. Besides, a bra would have destroyed the way the silk had emphasized her nipples. The blonde lay back, naked and willing as Ham finished getting out of his clothes. His lithe body glistened in the light from within the doors. He smiled down at the luscious girl on the lounge and slipped beside her.
"Mmmmmm!" Ginny sighed as she reached for his cock. "Ooooo, I like a well-hung man!"
He was! Damn, but he was! She caught his huge cock in both hands. She pumped the skin along his pulsing shaft while she traced the tip of his meat with her fingers. Ham leaned down and began to suck at her tits. His tongue ran over a nipple, sending immediate sparks of desire through her heaving breasts. He sucked each tit lovingly while his finger reached inside her pussy and pumped her juices.
"Ohhhh, what a sweet girl!" he panted. "What a luscious, delicious woman!"
Ginny's mind was whirling at the thought of his fucking her. This was not just any man she might have picked up. This was Hamilton Harris. This was one of the twenty richest men in the country. This was the man who was considering taking over the whole damn company. Ham could do it. Ham could buy out everyone else and never even miss the money. He was sucking her tits! This important man was kissing and sucking on her tits just like any boy out at the apartment complex.
He really wasn't that different, either. His mouth felt like any other man's on her nipples. His finger was like any other man's in her cunt. His cock might be larger than most, but it still felt no different from many others. Still, the thought of fucking a man of prominence, a man of importance, sent shivers through the impressionable young girl.
"Oooooeeee!" she gasped as his finger got her juices pumping madly. "Ooooeeeee!"
He laughed softly, then slipped around on the lounge. He got his face over her pussy and began kissing wildly up her thighs. Ginny pulled his cock toward her lips and kissed the hot tip. He had sprayed cologne all over his body, she realized. The exotic sensuous smell seemed to come from his cock itself. She kissed the pecker again, then licked over the bulging head. Ham's lips closed over her pussy. His tongue slipped into her and licked lusciously about her clit. Ginny shivered with the sudden surge of pleasure he brought to her.
Ham Harris was sucking her pussy! It was beyond belief! Her body pulsed with excitement. He licked through her cunt, then began to suck deeply at her. Ginny gasped for breath. She let his cock ease into her mouth and began to suck slowly and carefully on his wild pecker.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned. "Ooooo! Mmmmm!"
His mammoth prick filled her mouth. She held him gently as she sucked him. Damn! She'd have to watch out with this much cock. One frantic lunge and he would choke her. His rod was certainly excited enough to cause trouble. She could feel it throbbing and pulsing beneath her lips. No amount of licking it was going to cool it off either. She sucked about the thick meat, licking and sucking with deep pleasure while she heard the soft sounds of his lapping at her oozing cunt.
"Uhhh!" he grunted, then blew up into her cunt. "Uhhhhh!"
The blonde felt like she was sailing in the air. The way he blew into her sent stabbing flames of delight through her. Her body quivered with passion. She shook wildly as he went after her with ever-growing intensity. Ginny sucked him harder, too. She let him start pumping his cock into her mouth. She could feel the head of his prick strike against the back of her throat. Damn! In another minute he would have his meat down her throat. She pulled her head back just a bit and blew on him as hard as she could.
"Mmmmmffff!" he moaned, his body seeming to leap about with the passion she brought roaring to the surface. "Mmmmmfffff!"
He was shaking and trembling like nothing she had ever felt before. They both shook and throbbed on the small lounge. His cock did get to her throat. She gagged for a moment as his huge pecker slammed into her throat. She lost her fear, though, as he immediately pulled it back into her mouth. Over and over he pumped it at her. He would drive the huge head into her throat, then pull it back. He had the muscles in her throat quivering with new pleasure. It was almost like she had another clit back there.
"Mmmmm!" she murmured. "Oooooo!"
It was a delicious experience. She quivered deliriously as he sucked and blew more wildly into her pussy. She answered with a luscious treatment of his cock. They rolled from side to side on the lounge. Their slurping noises filled the stillness of the evening. Their bodies were afire with the blazing culmination of their passion.
He was about to cum! Ginny knew it. She could feel it in the way his cock was quivering so intensely. He was going to fill her mouth with his cum. No! He was going to shoot it off down her throat! The head of his prick was at the entrance to her throat. She writhed in ecstasy, waiting eagerly to receive his wad. Her pussy was already erupting. He was already sucking and eating her. Now she wanted him!
She got him! Damn, but she got him! His huge wad came boiling out of his cock. She struggled to keep from choking on it. She pulled her face back from his roaring pecker and swallowed his cum, then sucked harder on his raging prick. She sucked him until he began slowing his thrusts. She sucked two, three more swallows of heavy cum. Then she licked the head of his cock to get all of his load. She had him inside her. She had taken his strength, his dynamic power.
The blonde lay back and smiled at Ham. She could still taste his cum on her lips. Her pussy still tingled from his sucking. She felt enveloped in the warm glow of their play. She sighed deeply, content and satisfied.
Hamilton Harris slowly sat up. He staggered up from the lounge and walked to the railing. Ginny watched him retrieve their untouched drinks and come back toward her.
"We need a chaser after that," he laughed. "Damn, you're a hell of a little chick. You're the sweetest suck I ever had."
"Give me the chaser," she laughed back, reaching for the drink.
"I wasn't talking about this," he told her. "This is just a little refreshment. We'll have our chaser inside in a few minutes. We'll have a couple of drinks first. Then, sweetheart, I'll show you how to top off a good cunt suck."