Chapter 3 - Chloe amagi
CHAPTER 3 - CHLOE AMAGI
In conclusion, my mother hooked up with Takara Amagi, the president and CEO of Amagi group of companies international and he is making a request for his daughter who has a crush on me.
Way to go mum.
Don't get me wrong, I'll gladly fuck any girl especially if she has such docile eyes and large breasts.
I'd gladly make her pray to me on her knees while she's calling me daddy but now that it's a bit personal and has something to do with my mom, I don't know how to feel exactly.
With a sigh, I close the door to my office behind me. I close my eyes and make my way to one of the sofas.
"Uh," I let out a sigh as I let myself relax into the chair which I got last Christmas from one of my flings. She made us buy it after fucking in the show room.
I'll never forget crazy people…
I pause my thoughts as my breath itch.
..crazy people like her are usually hard to forget because…
"Fuck." I let out a moan and adjusted my sitting position on the sofa.
The sensation that travels from the middle of my legs as I feel my zipper getting zipped down.
As a man, I have realised just how great and miraculous a blow job can get and I preached this to a church girl to get her in bed.
I had just concluded a business colab that didn't quite go as well as I planned it, one because it was in a developing country and two because there were no women, none at all to flash their cleavage or smiley faces at me.
I was so frustrated and happened to run into my church girl as soon as I got to the airport and she in good spirits wanted to do all she could to help me since I wouldn't listen to her preaching about her God who created the heavens and all that was with the earth in just seven days.
I remember how shocked she was and how she disapproved of going down on me with her mouth, but my business management and conviction skills worked hard and she ended up giving me a deep throat that day.
Now is even better as I didn't put in any effort to get into this person's pants.
The feeling of shock that runs through my veins before settling in my skull.
The expertice with which her lips roll around my tongue makes me want to moan out loud and force her throat to take all of my thick lil brother in her mouth, but I restrain myself.
In fact, I'm too tired to, but I'll take control in the next round.
I cum right into her throat and I feel her swallow it. After the spasms die down, not my prick though because it is still standing tall and proud, I open my eyes to look at whoever gave me this amazing blow job.
I have my guess though, it's either Sally, the only female who hasn't let me fuck her in this company or Sarah, one of my personal assistant but I can't help the gasps that erupts from my throat when I realise who it is.
"Selena, aren't you supposed to be a married woman!" I ask in genuine shock.
I mean aren't women the most faithful during their first years of marriage? It's not even been three months yet. Why was she giving me attitude the other time?
"I didn't have the rings on while I pleasured you." She says with a stoic expression while she stretches to pick her gold rimmed ring from the center table.
Women cannot be understood.
How is that even an excuse? I wonder, but I don't push it, I just watch as she stands up while jiggling her breast and adjusting her collar like nothing happened.
"Aren't you gonna continue what you started?" I ask her, but she gives me a look that says no.
Fuck, what do I do about this hardness, my erect rod doest seem to want to go down and even with the gadget service canceling device, I can't take her against her will, it's the principle I set with my moral.
"Your mother called for me, I just did this to help you practise self relief." She said before walking out with the same files she brought in.
I nod as I watch her walk out. Now what do I do? I wonder and just then my mom texts me the address for the date.
She didn't tell me what day it was, I want to text her or call her and refuse it, but a painful throb coming from my waist which makes me wince forces me to reply something else entirely.
"What should I put on?" I text her even though I already know her answer.
"Anything looks good on you dear". She tells me.
Time to dress for the kill. I don't do anything much other than put on a pair of joggers and some branded sneakers.
And yes, I have a changing room at my place of work.
With a pair of joggers and sweatshirt, I pick my car keys and off I am to the address my mom sent to me.
It's not a fancy restaurant or a 7 star hotel's opening ceremony, rather it's a club and a cheap one at that, something my mom would never set me up to convince me to believe her story because if she was lying, this wouldn't be the first time.
Chloe Amagi, red hair, blue eyes, milky white skin, cat eyes.
I scan the room looking for the profile that matches the information I have until I see her in a bright red Guvenchi dress waving her hands and looking like the odd one out.
A smirk slowly forms on my face as I watch her boobs innocently bounce in her dress. The pictures didn't lie.
"Hi, I'm Chloe Amagi, your date for tonight." She flashes me a toothy grin as I approach her side in the strip club
I also noticed her faint Japanese intonation, didn't mom say she was American?
"Hmm, I'm Simon Rodriguez, you must have heard about me." I tell her as I settle down, slowly taking my eyes off her chest to her long elegant neck and up to her face just to see the look of confusion on them.
"Why, you don't know me?" I ask her with a slight frown and she has a guilty look.
That's a first, she didn't even know me before picking me.
"Okay, so.." It's a bit awkward for me because this is the first date who doesn't even know who I am.
"I'm sorry, I saw your picture in my father's study and I needed a date, plus I'm not used to this part of the country."
"Ohh." I say nodding my head and scanning around for something else that could interest me.
She is probably one of the girls who just want to have a taste of something but would run away before it gets to them.
At least, I've done my part for my mother.
"I also have something to apologize for but please let me use you." She says with an extremely cute expression as she flips her hair to the back exposing her long neck even more.
Elegant.