Chapter 31 My Boss And I (3)
Hilary did arrive, dressed in a sizzling gown which she'd promised to wear for valentine's. She was led to the room by the butler where Mr. Tesla and I sat in dark outfits, with plastic half-masks shielding our faces.
She stood before us, smiling like a little girl that was being given a present. Mr. Tesla stood up and went over everything that he had earlier stated on the call.
"Are you ready?" Mr. Tesla asked her.
She nodded, smiling. "Yes, I am." She flipped back her colored tainted hair.
"Once you're completely done, you will be paid. Just go over to stand before the camera and pull off your dress. Your partner will join you afterwards," Mr. Tesla instructed.
Mr. Tesla moved over to where I sat, tuned out from the world. I was livid with shock. How could Hilary do this to me? This was a complete betrayal and reeking embarrassment.
I watched Hilary starting to slip off from her red gown, her brassieres followed, then her panties. What was meant for two pairs of eyes was painted for four pairs of eyes.
"Relax, Jonah. This is just some play," Mr. Tesla jerked his eyes at me. He must have noticed my discomfort. Hilary hadn't cared to glance my way, not even for once.
I bounced my eyes back to my naked girlfriend who was sitting nicely on the made-out bed set before the camera.
A young man walked in, clad to the skin. He gave a curt nod to Mr Tesla when he walked past us. Mr. Tesla returned the nod. The young man was huge down there that when I moved my eyes back on Hilary, she was sucking on her lower lip.
The two engaged in an intense French kiss. How could she kiss someone she barely even knew? I asked myself. As much as I hated watching her being in the clutches of another man, it awakened my wand. It twitched in my briefs, throbbing instantly to life.
My fists clenched tightly as I forced myself to look on. He was touching her ample boobs, the same boobs I had always adored. With pride, he shoved her to the edge of the bed, taking each of her nipples into his mouth.
While he suckled like a babe, he began to shove her harshly in the vagina with three fingers up her tight hole. Her moans rented the air and I found myself sucking in my breath.
"As much as I enjoy watching this scene, I cannot bring myself to make love to a woman," Mr. Tesla said as he shifted in his seat, gliding towards me.
I did allow his hand to roam down the length of my arm. "Your girlfriend gave you up for some chicken change but you can have so much more." He whispered to my ears.
Hilary's partner kissed her lightly before he pushed her to sit on the ground and pushed his huge dick into her mouth. She took the length of him, bobbing as he bucked against her. My fists clenched tighter and my fingers slicked through my skin.
Hilary hated blow jobs. She told me that repeatedly. But here she was, giving it to a stranger. I sniffed, fighting the tears that clouded my eyes.
"Don't tell me, you are affected by this," Mr. Tesla threw his head my way while his hand reached for my piston. His continual grazing of my groin pitched out a groan from me.
"Look at that, Jonah, completely hard from watching your girlfriend with another man. When you can be hard for me."
Fury boiled within me. I wanted to throw a punch into Mr. Tesla's face but I was at his mercy now. Somehow, I should thank him for this gift.
Hilary's partner was turning her, slamming into her from behind while he had her neck squeezed. This was rough sex, but the expression on her face overruled that. She was squirting and grunting while he fucked her roughly.
Never have I ever been in a messed up world.
Hilary would never let me own her in such a way.
She would never! The thought screamed.
My boner was aching now, begging for a release. Without thinking, I reached out to Mr. Tesla, begging for a kiss. Mr. Tesla took my offer gratefully, plunging my mouth like he owned it.
"Jonah," he moaned, sensing my tears slipping into his hands.
"How can I make you believe that your tears are for naught?" Mr. Tesla asked, removed my mask, and kissed me firmly.
I allowed myself to react to his mouth, squashing the thought of my fucking girlfriend betraying my trust in her.
"Will you be my boyfriend?" Mr. Tesla asked me.
I tried a slow smile. "Haven't you won the bet already?"
He laughed at that, kissing me again. "I am aching for you, Jonah. Go down on me and suck," he said, releasing my mouth from his hold.
We were oblivious to the two figures that were walking towards us now. I went down on my knees before Mr. Tesla who still had his mask on. Next, I unzipped him to the bottom.
"Jonah?" Hilary called when she got close to us.
I turned to meet her shocked expression. Without saying a word, I slipped out Mr. Tesla's beautiful cock and began to stroke it.
"What the fuck, Jonah? What are you doing?" Hilary was stupefied.
She was dressed now, waiting for her payment. But the look on her face...
"I called you, Jonah, but you never picked up. But here you are giving a bj....,"
I was furious, I stood up and smacked her hard across her face. "Think before you talk, Hilary. Now fuck off," I hissed.
Hilary held her cheek in her hand, shocked to the bones. Mr. Tesla grinned at that. "Go meet my butler, he will hand over your payment to you." And to Hilary's partner, he gave another of those nods.
"Now Jonah, suck," Mr. Tesla said to me.