Bella Jamison knew her relationship with Martin Hall was falling apart. The problem was for the longest time, the 5'4" brunette simply had no idea how to go about salvaging it.
She had remade herself completely for the handsome business executive. Normally a strong-willed, independent woman, she was confident enough in her sexuality to let him have control sexually. He liked women with long hair so she let her dark brown hair grow long and full, down to her ass. She started covering that ass in skin-tight minis, leather pants and skimpy thongs because Martin told her she had a fuckable ass. She had let him fuck that ass several times and although not her favorite thing to do, he liked it, so it was okay with Bella.
She loved being sexy, who said a tiny girl couldn't be sexy? Certainly not Martin, who called her "fuckstuff". It gave him pleasure to let loose after hours and lose the corporate mentality. She was his fucktoy and glad of it. No man had ever given her the kind of savage fuckings he had. She craved them and desired them. Yet Martin had the most devious of minds. When she thought she knew his mind, he would be tender and gentle and do something to spoil her rotten. He always kept her off-balance and that was the fun part of their relationship.
Lately though, he seemed bored and disinterested. Yes, Bella was his toy, but that was HER choice, not his. She was still strong and proud of her sexuality and didn't intend to let Martin or anyone take her for granted. If he didn't want a 23-year old hottie with a great set of 32B boobies and an ass that jiggled nicely when she walked, she'd find someone else. She was 23 to his 51. There were a lot more options available to her than there were to him. Still, Bella wasn't going down without a fight. She intended to show him what he'd be missing if he were dumb enough to let her go.
Bella made some phone calls with the help of a friend, she set her plan in motion. It was risky as hell, but she thought the end might just be worth the risk. Besides, even if it didn't work, she'd still have a sexual adventure that she would remember for the rest of her life.
She set it up for Friday afternoon. Many of Martin's associates only did a half-day on Fridays and went golfing or found some other way to entertain themselves. This Friday, Bella was going to provide some entertainment for Martin and he'd never forget it. Not even if he lived to be 100.
Bella walked into the conference room and everyone she had invited to participate was already there. Tina, Martin's 31-year old secretary who was a hot, slinky black woman that Martin said had lusted after Bella for some time. Martin's golfing buddy, Blaine -- Martin owed him $100 and Bella told him after this, he was to clear the debt. He had no problem with that, he told Bella as he eyed her up and down. Herman, who had worked alongside Martin for years and was his closest work buddy. Herman's wife Lorena, a foxy redhead who had a reputation as a real "party girl" years before. All of them were going to help Bella out of her predicament or at least provide her with a memorable afternoon and evening.
Tina had told Martin that there was something he needed to see in the conference room. It was the place where Bella herself had first fucked Martin. She'd been temping there for a few weeks and the newly-divorced Martin made a play for her. NaΓ―ve, sweet little Bella allowed herself to be transformed into his willing fuckslut. After all this time, she decided that it was time for her to take a modicum of control back.
Tina brought her boss into the conference room. He was surprised to see Bella there, they didn't have plans today. He had been considering finding himself a diversion this weekend, he wasn't sure about himself and the younger girl. He noticed the others in the room and he also noticed that the women were dressed in a somewhat provocative manner.
"Someone want to tell me what the fuck is going on around here?" Martin said curtly.
"Shut up Martin," Lorena snapped back. The 35-year old also had a reputation as a take-no-prisoners spitfire. "You've got this lovely little creature here and you're taking her for granted. That's going to stop here and now. We're all going to show you what a little gem she is ... and to add to that, this is all
her
idea. Bella, why don't you get on the table, there's a good girl."
Bella smiled at Lorena and then she got up on the table and stretched out sensually. Clad in her tiniest mini, stiletto heels and lacy undies, she was a visual feast ... but now someone
else
was going to feast. "Care to join me, Tina?" Bella purred seductively.
Martin blinked, once, twice, three times! He knew ... well, he
thought
he knew ... that Bella had never been with a woman before. Yet before his eyes, Bella was letting his secretary undress her and fondle her perfect boobies. Bella was reaching out and unbuttoning Tina's blouse and licking her dark, chocolate tits. Martin had always wanted to fuck Tina but she had continually put him off. At times, he thought she might be a lesbian, there had been rumors to that effect. As he watched Bella with Tina, he envied his pretty young girlfriend for getting there first. Tina slithered her tongue all over Bella's sexy, nubile body and he saw her stiletto heels catch a glint of light from the fluorescents above. He could already smell Bella's arousal as Tina fondled and played with her body. She and Bella moved sensually together on the large conference table, moaning and groaning and sexually entertaining the others in the room. "Lick my tits, my cunt, all of me, you
black sexy whore!