Town's End Inn

Steve, the owner

Steve frowns. "Well, Madam I was trying to get this Inn off the ground by myself. I actually don't have any plans for any investors."

Steve looks at the very attractive woman in front of him. She is so beautiful, he can't stop himself from staring. "Are you sure? Arround here, every hotel has several investors."

Steve breathes a bit larger and looks closely at her. "Most of those hotels didn't start with the capital I have. How about we go into my office and discuss this in more detail?"

Steve walks arround the counter and offers an elbow, waiting patiently for her response.
 
Sophia takes his arm and heads into his office with him, the swish of her skirt making a sound as she steps.

Once inside the office, she steps over to the leather couch and sits down, crossing her legs and leaning back.

"I'd like a chance to persuade you to see it my way."
 
Steve goes and sits in a large leather chair beside the couch. "How much of an investment are you wanting in the Town's End Inn? I might be willing to allow a partial ownership but it will be very expensive, especially in light of how busy opening weekend has been. I don't really want to part with ownership though. All my money from playing football is in this joint."
 
Sophia smiles at Steve and sits up, leaning toward him, giving him a view down her dress, her ample breasts pushing forward.

"I don't want too much here. I like the style of the place, though. I like that it's all about sex," she says, reaching a hand forward to place on his knee. "I think it's ingenious and I just a piece of it."
 
Steve looks down briefly as she leans forward, stopping as soon as he realizes what he is doing. He can't hide the effect her large chest is having on him. "Well I really don't know. I would like to hire a couple more dancers and maybe some other entertainment, but I'm not sure I want investors. What kind of money are we talking about here?"
 
Sophia grins and sits back, crossing her legs again.

"If you don't mind my asking, and just so I can get a good idea of a ballpark to throw at you," she smiled. She knew was good at negotiations. She was Andrew McCloud's daughter, for crying out loud! She's negotiated her birth from within the womb, as the story was told.
 
"With the lands and everything I've put into this place, I put about 70 million in US dollars. You have to understand though, I've done most of the work I could, myself. I saved lots of money by doing most of the refinishing on the wood myself. I would probably estimate that, if we keep about half this busy, I will make this place back in about five year, tops. This is my first real work in this kind of business, but I did my homework. If everything goes according to my plan, this will be one of hte hots spots of europe inside the decade."

Steve looks at the woman very seriously. He wasn't kidding about investing everything in this. He was banking on a good weekend for next month's paychecks but this weekend had gone better than planned. He had actually contimplated investors but had decided to go alone. This woman was something that might make taking an investor worth it.
 
The figure didn't surprise her. She was just amazed he'd invested all of his money in it. But it wasn't uncommon.

"I'll invest $30 million. It's a good starter investment, I'd say," she watched his face, the thrill of the hunt turning her on. She shifted slighting on the couch, adjusting her aching pussy. She felt her nipples go hard beneath the silk of her dress.
 
"I guess I can handle that. But I will only give you 20% in the company. I think it will be worth that much come end of the year." Steve set his jaw as best as he could, putting his hands on his lap, tyring to hide the effect she was having on him.
 
Sophia nods and grins, licking her lips.

"Now let's get down to details," she says, standing up and stepping toward him. "I want a room here, indefinitely. And I want the girls and boys who work here to know that I could call them at any time, day or night. I'm a woman who gets what she wants ..." she said, letting the words hang in the air.
 
Well, by now I imagine most people here are coupled off. I finish my beer and decide to take a stroll through the place just to see if a customer can be found.
 
Steve whips arround and looks at her. "Those conditions do not work with the place as it is now. We don't have enough rooms as it is! I am already thinking of adding a couple more cabins. I don't even have a room arround here. I live in a cabin at the end of one of the valley's. Its locked to anyone but me. I can add a cabin for you when I get more built but that won't be for several months. Winter is about to start and no crews will come up here in the winter.

"As to the demands on the workers, we are already very short handed. If they are available, they will be able to service you. Otherwise, youwill have to look otherplaces for you entertainments. Most of the guests are very open with theirs."
 
"Then you should share with me," she whispers, smiling at him. Sophia watches his eyes. "My terms about the staff are non-negotiable. With the $30 million I'm handing you, you can hire more staff. This place is taking off already and I think you're going to need it ... we're going to need it."

She walks over to look out the window, taking in the breathtaking view. "There is one other clause ..."
 
"So, what is all involved in this deal? You are offering $30 Million for sharing in my cabin, 20 %, and the use of the staff whenever you feel like? I think we had better agree on some limits of how you will use them then, because they are based off tips. I'm only asking a percentage of their tips and offering some living requirements. There is a couple of rooms over behind the club now that I think about it, but those are suppose to be for the dancers and prostitutes. And what is this last condition?" STeve is getting a bit upset with her but is trying to hide his emotion.
 
"You can have all the tips from the staff. I'll pay them well IF I decide to use them. If you don't want to share your cabin, I'll wait for my own. I thought maybe you'd share with me at least until I get my own ... or maybe just tonight."

She stepped back to him and ran a hand up into his hair. "Don't be upset with me. This is how I was taught to negotiate."

Stepping forward even closer, she could smell his scent, taking in the intense maleness of him.
 
"I was not upset about using my cabin. I haven't even been there since I opened the doors here yesterday. I was upset about the demands on my staff. I need to know this other clause before I will agree to any of this. It is a tempting offer but I really need to know all about it for certain. You do understand that I will need to double check the contract with a lawyer before its perminent?" Steve just stands there looking down at her as she gets close.
 
"This last clause won't be in the contract," Sophia states, running her hand from his down his cheek and neck, over his shoulders. "I watched you play football in America. I know who you are. How you made your money. I want you to agree to A) become my lover when I am here and B) if the place doesn't take off after the initial weeks, you promise to let me buy you out. I don't want you to lose the money you worked so hard for."
 
Chuck.... feeding time

At last she relented

" Okay slave...lets see how good you are with your tongue ! "

Leaning back and spreading herself for me, as she pulled my head to her pussy with the chain.
Now it was my turn, I took my time, licking her lips slowly, running my tongue round her pussy, then gently parting her slit.

" That's it...put your hands underneath my ass...lick my cunt...serve your Mistress ! "

She was swaying her hips, as I stroked her clit with my tongue, teasing it, then licking sensually, lazily dragging my tongue across it.
I moved lower, and sucked on her swollen lips, licking the insides, as she swayed, almost dancing for me. I opened her wide, licking at her love hole, running my tongue over it, and around it, before inserting it.
She cried out, dropping the chain in her passion.

She was ready to cum now, to explode on my face, I could feel the spasms building in her, as her cunt flexed. Without warning, I slid a finger into her ass, and she screamed out that she was cumming. Her juices squirting out from her hot cunt, splashing me.

I pulled back to watch her, at the same time, removing the collar, and picking up the belt from my robe.
Quickly I turned her over, and lashed her arms behind her back, before lifting her up, and bending her over the arm of the couch.

Whispering in her ear

"So Mistress, who is in charge now then?"
 
Steve looks at her in amazement. "I would not expect someone of your status to actuall know about American football. If you can prove that you reall mean all that tonight, I will take you up on your offer."

He turns arround and opens the door. Steve walks outside his office. He flags down a butler. "Go get Bastion."

The Butler turns and takes off down a hall. "Bastion is a friend of mine. He helped me find this place. He's in charge of the maids and butlers. He got in about two hours ago."

As Steve is talking, a tall man, destinctly french, comes up. "Yes, STeve?"

"Bastion, I need you to take care of the place tonight. Ms. McCloud here and I have a private business deal to discuss."

Bastion smiles and heads to the front desk. Steve turns to Ms. McCloud, offering an elbow. "Shall we go to my cabin, Miss McCloud?"
 
Sophia smiles at Steve and takes his arm. "Yes, I believe I would like that."

Her stomach dips just slightly at his impeccable manners. She wouldn't have expected that from a football player. But Steve was surprising her more and more with each passing moment.

As they left his office, she nodded her head at Bastion and smiled slightly, pressing against Steve as they walked through the lobby toward the door.
 
Steve stops by the door. "It is a lovely night, but it will get cold before we get to my cabin. It is quite a walk. You might want a coat. These are put here for guests."

Steve opens a small closet and pulls out a fur cloak and a large leather coat, too large to leave any question for whom it was made. He gently places the cloak arround Ms. McCloud and pulls the leather coat onto his shoulders. He opens the door and motions for her to walk through, bowing slightly. He smiles "Ladies first."
 
Sophia steps out into the cool air, the warm fur cloak wrapped around her shoulders, covering the sheer silk of her dress.

She slid her arm through his again and they began the walk to his cabin.

"It truly is lovely here. I could fall in love with a place like this."
 
"I know what you mean. That's the main reason I purchased it all. Back in high school and before, I was heavily into the whole Boy Scouts thing. I even got my Eagle scout. I learned a lot about nature and was facinated by it. When I came up with the idea for this Inn, I started Bastion looking for something. He was a realator at the time but had resources arround the world. He found this place and we flew out to look at it. He thought it was a mistake, but all he was interested in was the building. It was a wreck. It took me a full year to get this place up to code but it was worth it.

"I fell in love with the terrain though. I walk through this valley the day we came here and I knew this was going to be perfect. By the time I had looked over the whole area, all ten square miles, I was certain I couldn't resist buying it, regardless of what everyone I knew said about how bad an investment it was."

Steve turns his head and looks at the woman on his arm. He points with his other hand to an elborate three room cabin. "That was my addition. Most of the work was done by me and my friends. That is also our destination."
 
She listens to him talk about the land and the hotel, hearing the obvious love she has for his venture. She honestly hopes that his investment, and hers, pays off for the both of them. But the specifics of the deal were up to the lawyers if he said yes.

When Steve points to a cabin ahead, she gasps at its beauty and simplicity. "It's breathtaking," she says, turning to look at him. The moonlight catches in his hair and across his skin. She can't help her attraction to him and despite the cool air, her body is warm with lust.

Sophia takes a deep breath and when Steve turns to look at her, she kisses him softly, slipping her tongue gently across his lips.
 
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