Biker_Faerie
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Alice Trent woke up next to the morbidly obese figure of Arthur Pearson, the billionaire financier. She’d definitely taken one for the team the night before. While Rob, her husband, had fucked Arthur’s supermodel wife, she’d had his enormous bulk bearing down on her as he'd grunted his way to an orgasm inside her. She’d put on a good show for him though. She knew how important it was to keep Rob’s team owner happy. Without Arthur bankrolling him it meant an end to her glamorous, globetrotting lifestyle and Alice was prepared to do just about anything to make sure didn't happen.
Rob was team principal of the newly formed Stellar racing. He'd been a successful club racer in his day but hadn't had what it took to make it into the big league. He did have a way with people though, managing other more successful drivers, careers. Then he'd got his big break. A team franchise opportunity became available and with Arthur's backing, he'd won it. It had cost hundreds of millions to get the team off the ground and now, with the first race of the season, in Australia, only a week away the dream was about to come true.
Alice slid out of bed and took a shower, scrubbing the smell of Arthur from her body then returned to the bedroom, still naked.
I’ll see you in a couple of weeks then,” she told the recumbent Arthur, bending over the side of the bed and kissing him full on.
Arthur lifted his pudgy arm and pushed two fingers into her pussy leaving Alice no alternative but to open her stance for him.
“You’ll make me late for my flight,” she laughed.
Arthur withdrew his fingers and Alice began to get dressed. Five minutes later she was out of the room and taking the elevator down to the lobby. Waiting there for her was Rob, bags packed, ready to go.
The two of them embraced passionately.
“How did it go?” he asked.
“You owe me big time,” she laughed. “But it was ok. How was your night?"
"Just the average supermodel fuck," he laughed.
"Bastard."
“Sorry.”
“It’s ok,” she replied. “But we got the extra funding?”
“The team’s bankrolled to the end of the season.”
Alice gave her husband a hug.
“The dream’s finally coming true. I’m so proud of you,” she told him.
Rob was team principal of the newly formed Stellar racing. He'd been a successful club racer in his day but hadn't had what it took to make it into the big league. He did have a way with people though, managing other more successful drivers, careers. Then he'd got his big break. A team franchise opportunity became available and with Arthur's backing, he'd won it. It had cost hundreds of millions to get the team off the ground and now, with the first race of the season, in Australia, only a week away the dream was about to come true.
Alice slid out of bed and took a shower, scrubbing the smell of Arthur from her body then returned to the bedroom, still naked.
I’ll see you in a couple of weeks then,” she told the recumbent Arthur, bending over the side of the bed and kissing him full on.
Arthur lifted his pudgy arm and pushed two fingers into her pussy leaving Alice no alternative but to open her stance for him.
“You’ll make me late for my flight,” she laughed.
Arthur withdrew his fingers and Alice began to get dressed. Five minutes later she was out of the room and taking the elevator down to the lobby. Waiting there for her was Rob, bags packed, ready to go.
The two of them embraced passionately.
“How did it go?” he asked.
“You owe me big time,” she laughed. “But it was ok. How was your night?"
"Just the average supermodel fuck," he laughed.
"Bastard."
“Sorry.”
“It’s ok,” she replied. “But we got the extra funding?”
“The team’s bankrolled to the end of the season.”
Alice gave her husband a hug.
“The dream’s finally coming true. I’m so proud of you,” she told him.
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