Touch Me, Daddy

Derek It was stressful managing my own business, especially because it dealt with cybersecurity. In addition to managing the typical challenges and difficulties of running a billion dollar business, I was also continuously alert, waiting for the next cyber assault. I was so exhausted by the time I came home at night that I couldn't even imagine interacting with anyone else. That is why I chose the Avalon as my residence.It was opulent, provided everything I knew I required, including maid service and valet parking, and the ambiance was typically quiet and tranquil. Not to mention that Spencer Maxwell, my best buddy, lived just a few floors up. In essence, I was stress - free and living the high life when I left the office.I inhaled deeply before diving beneath the water and quickly across the pool. My favorite facility in the entire hotel was definitely the infinity pool on the fifty - first floor. As long as I could remember, I had been a swimmer. As a result of my high school swi

Derek While fixing my hair in front of the mirror, I pondered my time spent in the pool with Skye. I had accepted it with open arms even though it had not been at all what I had anticipated from my Saturday afternoon swim. Her firm contours, flawlessly bouncing tits, and the wicked way her mouth had curled up as she slid her hands down my body made her body look absolutely flawless. I felt so terrible about everything, but I also couldn't deny my attraction to Skye. She was like fire, and I was pulled to her like a moth. Having a taste of her magnificent physique did not lessen my desire for her; on the contrary, it simply fueled my need. Usually, after having sex with a lady, my desire and lust would also vanish. However, it seemed that our meeting in the infinity pool had just made things worse.I shook my head and started tidying up the flat while picking up my toothbrush to brush my teeth. Daily housekeeping was provided, but I always felt awful for making too much of a mess. Wh

Derek With my hands tucked away in my pockets, I crossed the Lovehouse parking lot. It was tucked away in the center of Central Park beside the lake and was one of the most sought-after restaurants in New York City. Anywhere in the city, I never had trouble obtaining a table. I was well known since I was the owner of one of the biggest corporations in the world. But maybe it wouldn't be as easy as I imagined it would be to come here with a date I was attempting to disguise.Fortunately, after I was inside, they moved me to a location where I would be less obvious to others. I sat down and waited, running my fingers down the tablecloth's edge while I pondered the justification Skye had given her father for coming to see me. While the front door opened, I looked up as the background noise of talking and clinking plates resonated through my thoughts. Skye was standing there, looking extremely lovely in a short, sparkly red dress, shoes, and hair that fell about her shoulders. I raised

DerekStanding at the top of the table and speaking to the board, I remarked, "This investor may be significant . They have the capacity to invest funds where they are most needed, which for us is in the development of new technologies and the hiring of fresh people. These are the two most important areas in which our rivals may surpass us, and I don't want that to happen. All throughout the world—wherever the talent is—we need to be recruiting, not just from the United States. Additionally, we must always strive for the best and most recent technology developments. We will go up the corporate ladder quickly with the help of those two items. "“I couldn’t agree more,” George, one of the board members, said, tossing the new Forbes out onto the table. “There should be nothing stopping this company from moving forward at full speed. Let me tell you, according to the most recent Fortune 500 list, we are currently in the top five. There is no reason why we shouldn't be at the top of th

I loosened the laces on my golf shoes and opened up my shoulders, but Skye was on my mind. We had been seeing each other for two weeks, and while it had gotten easier to avoid being discovered, keeping our relationship a secret was difficult for me. We were almost together 24 hours a day, and I had reached the stage where I was leaving work to meet her. We had a great time together, and not just because of the hot, steamy sex. We also enjoyed outings to the park, nighttime strolls through the neighborhood, supper at some of New York's oddest restaurants, and whatever else we could think of to keep ourselves under the radar. When Spencer would invite me to go golfing or out to dinner, I gave up resisting. The only result of resisting would be to appear suspicious. Maybe it was for the best that Spencer and I became closer. Perhaps then, when he did learn about everything, he would react a little more calmly than I had anticipated.I had no idea what I was doing, but I knew I wanted to