Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 45: Apple’s Side Background

Apple’s POV

When I was a child, I only had one dream in life. To get everything I want. I admit, I just grew up in the poor, and I was raised to endure, be patient and survive. These are the three things that guided me until I got older.

My name is Apple Sy. Twenty-two years old, college student, working in a different kind of job and part-time model. Unlike my friends Carla and Stella. I’m petite and the type who can walk on the catwalk of fashion shows. Studying while working is so hard to do at the same time. So I work my way up to reach my dreams. I’ll do anything at any cost.

"Apple, Mr. Bruce is calling you to his office." My officemate called me. I got up immediately and straightened up. I made up for a while and stretched out my crumpled uniform. Why? I want to be presentable in front of my babe.

Mr. Bruce Lawrence is the CEO of the company I’m working for. Thirty-five years old and has a wife in Germany. To cut it short, Mr. Bruce is my secret boyfriend. Yes, we have something. I was only three months in my job when I noticed him right away. He’s a total hunk. Very athletic body, smooth face, good complexion, white and tall. Shit! The first time our eyes collided, I almost shed my panties.

At that time, I was assigned to the sales department. So I intentionally went to his office quite often to see him. We talked, but it was casual. He is also not the type of man who pursues a conversation. I guess because he is already married.

One time I worked overtime, and my other officemates went home already. Then, I saw Mr. Bruce online, so I simply chatted with him.

"Mr. Lawrence..." was my short message to our private convo.

"Yes, Ms. Sy?"

"You’re still awake, still working?"

"Yes. I just finished something."

"Are you still in your office?"

"Yes. How about you?"

"I’m still at the office...overtime, and now I’m hungry. Would you treat me?" I said jokingly.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I like meaty." I sent to him while smiling.

"We could order some hot pizza if you want."

"Sure, Mr. Lawrence. I like meaty pizzas." I’m trying to give him a hint, but he seems to be playing safe.

"Okay, I’ll look for some ’meaty’ pizzas."

I waited a few minutes. I don’t want to message him again and again because I will look desperate, so I just let him go first. He has no message yet.

"Ms. Sy, the food is here. You can have yours in my office."

"Sure, Mr. Lawrence, I’m going there."

I fixed myself, put on some little makeup, and hurriedly went to his office. I read the nameplates on the side of the doors and knocked on the one with his name. Mr. Lawrence opened the door, and to my surprise, he was wearing only a white shirt and black pants.

"Come in," he said. I went in, and I felt the cold of the AC. Mr. Bruce’s office room smells good with a wide couch on the side. The lights are dim, and the LCD tv is on, but the volume is low. He opened the lampshade on the side of his table, so the room’s hue turned amber.

We talked while eating. He also grabbed a bottle of wine. And I also started my mission. I just sat on a soft couch on the side of his office room. He stared at me as the conversation continued. In the beginning, we were primarily casual, but I didn’t have time for that. I only have limited time in his room.

First of all, I openly admired him and physically told him a few compliments that made him smile. I smiled back confidently. I don’t want to look desperate. I tried to make it sound natural like I was in control of the situation.

He asked me about my personal life; I told him I didn’t have a boyfriend. From one side, I just said to him that I missed the man beside me. I hope he would lean towards the latter. He smiled and averted his eyes from me. Hmm, he’s thinking something naughty.

I walk towards him. I asked a forbidden topic if it’s okay to seduce someone. Most of the time, when the guy I like is taken, I avoid asking about his partner. It would make him defensive and probably won’t get open with me. But in this case, my instincts are sharp. I can feel he misses it—the heat of a woman.

"How do you keep up with a long-distance relationship, Mr. Lawrence?" I directly asked him.

"Ah..well ... we’re doing a video call." He was a bit swallowed his saliva. Is he shy? I secretly smiled. He’s beginning to open up.

"What’s the difficulty of doing a video call? Doing it in actuality is still different."

"What do you mean?"

I smiled. A simple question from a guy who already knows what it is. Asking the obvious and wants validity of what he’s thinking.

"Of course, that’s what the couple is doing, isn’t it, Mr. Lawrence?"

"What?" He asked.

"Well, the couple conversation, virtual dating, and lovemaking." There I said it with a straight face. He nodded and drank a glass of wine.

"It takes sacrifice to stay with a long-distance relationship." He said. The two of us looked at each other. It took us a few seconds to stare, and he lost the connection.

"Anyway, Mr. Lawrence, thanks for the food. I’ll be back to my work." I was with him, but he took my hand and turned me to face him when I got close to the door. We stared again.

"Mr. Lawrence?" My voice was weak. Shit! Here it is.

He closed the door and quickly kissed me on the lips. Shit! The heat of his kiss. My back was pushed against the wall, and he pressed his body against mine. I immediately respond to his kiss.

"Mr. Lawrence ... this is wrong .... ooooh ..." Mr. Lawrence kissed my neck at the same time. I smelled his perfume.

"I know ..." he answered, whispering in my ear as he continued to apply his lips to my neck.

"Mr. Larence ... hmmm ... shit ..." my hand dropped and grabbed his manhood in his pants. I squeezed it and groped the shaft; then, I endured it even though it was still inside his pants.

"Mr. Lawrence, maybe someone will notice us ..."

"Don’t worry; my office was all tinted." He said and took off his pants. His manhood came out with a length and size. It’s huge. I love his manhood.

I choked the shaft and choked it. He moaned in delight. He turned me around and pulled on my skirt. I took off my underwear and then pressed my buttocks up, inviting him. Yes, I want his hard manhood deep inside my pussy. And I want it now.

"Looks nice," he whispered. He opened my butt cheeks and squeezed his spit on my slit. Then I can feel him going deep inside my wet pussy. I bite more and enjoy the taste.

"Shit. .... ugh ... you’re big ... ooooh! " he covered my mouth.

"Ssshh, stay quiet ...." he started plowing me. He grabbed my little ass, and he fucked me.

"Ooohh .... Yesss ... ugh... shit ... I want this so bad ... hmm ...I want this ..." I whispered to myself.

The two of us grunted as he rode me over and over again. His manhood was all over me. It was as if I had been beaten by manhood. It feels good.

"Hmmm!" he growled. I can tell he’s holding back.

"Don’t stop .... make me cum ..."

"Sure. Ms. Sy ... hmmm ... shit! You’re so tight and wet."

"It’s because no one fucking me for a long time, Mr. Lawrence... I’m sure you haven’t tasted any pussy for a long time."

"Well ... you can tell how much I fuck you hard, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Lawrence... hmm ... keep banging my pussy ... I want more."

He slapped me again like a boxer’s combo. His wet manhood slammed into my pussy. Shit! I almost cum. I played with my clit. I bit my lip and closed my eyes.

"Shit! .... I’m cumming... oooh!" I tried to restrain myself from screaming. Fuck the relish. As each of my orgasms exploded, Mr. Lawrence continued to grate on me. Until I felt his manhood harden, and he pulled it out. I knelt in front of him and sucked his manhood.

Mr. Larence growled when his abundant semen hissed inside my mouth. I swallowed as hard as I could until his manhood stopped ejaculating. I even licked the head of his manhood and kissed it for a few seconds. Mr. Lawrence’s semen is very sticky. Obviously not released for a long time.

"You can wash your face in the bathroom. You’re one of a kind, Ms.Sy. You’re so horny."

"Um... it’s just a coincidence that we’re both lustful, Mr. Lawrence." I smiled at him and walk toward the bathroom.