High Class

There aren't many people I tolerate interruptions from, but Uliana Popov is one of them. She runs the most elite, the most exclusive escort agency the world has ever seen, catering to the kind of powerful men that can drop six figures for a single night.

When she called me up and insisted on disrupting the board meeting, I knew she must have found something truly special, but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw through that one-way mirror in the viewing room. I recognised the brat. Well, I should, shouldn't I? I am the man of her house after all. Janice must have been angrier than I thought, after I declined to buy her that luxury car, and was looking to make some quick, and serious, cash. Such a shame too, I mean... seeing her like that makes me realise that she's just my type, and oh God the things I usually do to Uliana's employees.

Then Uliana has a simple but brilliant idea. If Janice wears a blindfold, she'll never know it's me that's touching her, she'll never know it's me that took her the first time, and so hard that she screamed in pleasure. You better believe I'm not pulling out until I'm good and finished, but just before the end I'm gonna hold on tight after I whip that blindfold off...

All it's going to cost me is a million dollars.