Nevada would be the location; but where? Tess looked at her usual real estate options while scanning the internet, key word by key word. She'd been at it a week and today would be the day. She could feel it. She called him. The place looked perfect. A huge house on a big piece of land with plenty of rooms. The whispering stories among the local folk would not be in her range; all Tess would know is that this house was very inexpensive and suited her needs perfectly. She crossed her fingers while dialing. His voice was smooth as silk. She fantasized about what Rex the real estate agent might be like. His picture on the internet was so sexy.
"Hello," Rex here. "Rightfully Yours Real Estate."
"Hi, it's Tess, I'm interested in the house you have up for sale in Tennessee."
"You're welcome to take a look at it anytime darling."
"Would tomorrow evening work for you?"
"Anytime you're here would work for me Tess. You sound like a sweet thing, if I may be so forward."
She smiled. He was a charmer. This was definitely a meeting she was looking forward to. Her flight left at noon. When packing she decided to pack her sexiest lingerie and corsets just in case this guy turned out to be all that. Mostly she wanted this business venture to come through. Her investors were asking questions and wanted responses.
Her flight arrived as scheduled and when her eyes met his, they were not disappointed. Rex's sweet demure and charming smile added to the mix. Rex found before him a knockout beauty with big breasts, a slim waist and some nice junk in her trunk. He could feel himself getting hard as they drove in the limo on the way to checking out the property.
The beauty of the well sculptured landscaped gardens made her pulse quicken. This was the place for her. She could feel the power of opportunity knocking at her door. This place has class she thought.
Each room was lavishly decorated with themes. One room was full of rock and roll decor: another cowboy gear; yet another a hunting scenario. Each room contained a Jacuzzi and had matching decor complete with end tables and sex couches. She could feel herself start to get wet. This was perfect. Her heartbeat quickened and she couldn't believe her luck. This was absolutely frickin perfect.
"Why are the rooms decorated this way?" she asked.
"An eccentric mistress entertained men here for many years," he answered.
Rex closed his mouth, not wanting to say anymore. He started walking, knowing she would follow. When they got close to the fantasy room she could feel her clit start to jump. She gazed at the whips and chains, feather ticklers, dildos, vibrators, a swing and various pieces of furniture that looked like they had purpose.
"How would you use this?" she laughed pointing at the swing.
Rex told her to keep her legs on the ground and fall into the swing. When she did she found her ass up high in a very sexy position. Instinctively, he grabbed her sexy ass gyrating hard a couple of times. He backed off looking shy.
"Like that," he said. He lowered his head, " Sorry I didn't mean to."
She made him speechless with her sultry walk til she was two inches from his lips.
"No problem," she said.
Her kiss was demanding, hard and deep. He responded with a soft tongue, mentally thinking of fucking her with every toy on the wall, on every piece of furniture available.
"Let's try this swing for real," she offered.
Rex was eager to obey her every lead.
"Take my clothes off and kiss and tongue every single part of my hot sexy body as you do," she commanded.
He wasn't use to being told what to do but he was so turned on he couldn't do anything but obey. It must be the place he thought; thinking of the prior owner who thrived on being a Mistress and had tortured and killed her many lovers making this place very needy of unloading. The town folk said it was haunted and that strange things happened to squatters that tried to live there. The commission on the house would last him a year. Yes, he would do anything this beautiful vixen had to say he thought smiling at her, and he wouldn't give her one single reason to turn down the deal.
He undid her corset with haste, kissing the back of her neck; his tongue flickering over every piece of delicious skin. He turned her around and licked her breasts with a wet tongue, twirling his tongue around her nipples.
"Pinch them," she demanded. "Harder," she said.
Tilting her head back Tess laughed. Yes, this would be the perfect place from her Ladies Club.
"Strip for me slowly," she said turning to put a Cd with sexy music into the player.
He did as she asked, willingly and obediently; his rock hard cock springing back to attention when he touched it. She liked what she saw.
"Wet your cock with spit and stroke it for me," she said lustfully. "I wanna watch you."
She stood naked before him playing with her breasts while he slid his hand up and down his big hard cock. Tess couldn't remember the last time she was so turned on.