Black Beauty - The Arrogant Billionaire

Chapter 2

Arthur Ribeiro...

Claudia never waited for us to arrive in the room, her fire accompanied the lascivious will of my c**k. With her mouth full, my secretary inside the elevator gave me a great professional blowjob. The good thing is that the elevator is private and leads directly to the penthouse where I live. Imagine someone opening the door and seeing me f*****g the woman's mouth hard.

We had already arrived on the floor, no way I would stop. I held her short blond hair and slammed my hips into her face. Claudia massaged the old man and sucked my member to the core. A little more of that soft mouth, and I would feed her with my milk.

Everything went awry when the elevator door opened and my mother appeared facing me. Spontaneously, I pushed Claudia who was squatting, making her fall on her butt on the floor of the elevator.

"Ouch Arthur!" Claudia complains about the thud on the metal box. The good thing is that I didn't need to be alarmed, she has a nice butt-shaped shock absorber.

My concern at the moment was to keep my secretary's hard and wet d**k in my pants. It seems that when we try to do something quickly, the clumsy appear to get in the way and dismantle a simple gesture of closing the zip.

"Mom, what are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to tell me before when you get home from your trip. Look at the situation you have caused?"

"What a situation son! I've had a lot of oral s*x in my life." The crown speaks naturally. "And you know what, I still do."

Dressed to go out in one of her long, patterned dresses, my mother goes back inside the apartment.

I can't believe what I heard. I walk out of the elevator and into my living room. I see her sit down on the graphite sofa, cross her legs and shake one of them.

"I don't want to hear that s**t mom and you stop breaking into my apartment."

"Your house is my house little king, where have you ever seen a son want to kick out his elderly mother." Now she goes into blackmail mode.

"A minute ago you were the cool and transient grandma, make up your mind. Mom, you have your apartment and I need privacy, can you understand that?"

And in the next second, she begins to force a cry. I see Claudia squint her eyes and go towards the bedroom.

"I'm going to take a shower Arthur, I know where this story ends." My secretary rants impatiently.

"Go ahead you little b***h, this is mother and son talk, you have nothing to do with it."

"Mom...!" I scold her

"Right King Arthur! Give me a break and I'll get out of your palace...

" ... but if I have a stroke and die in the apartment alone, it's your fault." I complete the litany I've heard a million times. "Ok mom, we'll pay for a nurse secretary for you, what do you think."

She stretches her lips, like someone who might accept the hypothesis.

"The idea is not bad, but it needs to be improved. You have to be a nurse."

"Look at the perverted mother I have! Mrs. Marlene, you're very naughty."

"I've always been a little king. Now can I borrow your credit card?"

"You've maxed out your cards?!"

I ask indignantly. Her cards aren't limitless like mine, but she has pretty high credit.

"I've just arrived from Brazilian Venice, nothing in Jericoacoara is cheap King Arthur."

I wasn't going to complain to the uncontrolled mother I had. "I will transfer an amount to the lady's account, lend my cards no way."

"Beautiful and generous son. Mommy's little king." The shameless crown gives me a little slap on the mouth and goes off happily to spend my money.

Now I would go to the bedroom to finish what I started in the elevator. Claudia was waiting for me on the bed, she put on one of those games and seduction clothes. I don't care about any of this, I would prefer a thousand times her already naked and on all fours waiting for me. Of course, I pretend to like it so I don't look like a scumbag who serves me meat, even though I hate untying the knots of those corsets.

"Did you like it honey?" There was no denying it, Claudia had a statuesque body, without Wolverine passing by, she was perfect.

"Very. Except I much prefer you naked." I replied.

My c**k had no patience for all those brackets on the lace. He's always been anxious. I put her on all fours on the bed watching Claudia at the same moment impaling her ass, I pulled her panties aside and soon I was sliding the boy in the dark, humid and warm place. Where we love to stay.

(...)

"Mmmmm Tutu " If Claudia only knew how I feel like stuffing a rag in her mouth every time she calls me that. "What a delight, go deeper, mmmm."

"Only if my c**k comes out in your mouth."

The woman was out to finish me off, I barely woke up and she attacked my body, not that I am complaining. But I know her dark motives behind so much s*x. Claudia knew that today is executive dinner day and would surely go with a magazine cover. Her great tactic was to finish me off by f*****g me so much, so I wouldn't have any desire to f**k anyone.

I emptied the old man for the fifth time inside her in less than twelve hours, got out of bed and went to the shower. A few seconds later, Claudia came after me.

"'You'd better go use the other shower, otherwise you might be late, then comes the privilege gossip." I warn her as soon as she enters the bathroom.

"I don't understand why I can't go with you to these dinners." Out of nowhere she touches on the subject that I know was inside her head, all this time "I can help you much more than an unknown who does not even work in the area" Claudia always tries.

"We've talked about this so many times, it's gotten to me. My old man is even more wrinkled with this repetition. Your opinion of how I should manage Black is of no interest to me."

I was inside the boxing and I couldn't see the face she was making, I could tell by her breathing that she was pissed. "We're at home, no need to go into rude executive mode with me."

"The one who is bringing the topic of work into the apartment is you."

"I'm getting tired Arthur!" And at that moment I opened the shower.

Claudia was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed and her face frowning. "Don't start a story to regret later. You know that my cut is surgical, if you're going to start a f*****g DR at work time, I'll be quick and objective."

She understood the message and left the bathroom huffing. I went back to my room and Claudia was collecting some things. "I'll see you at the office - she said. - I'll get ready at home."

As soon as the blonde woman was out of my sight, I could choose the suit I would put on in peace.

(...)

When I enter Black I become another person, a manager must be feared and respected by his employees and I do my best to make it so. As I pass through some sectors, I see the movements, they adjust their posture in the chair, stop playing patience on the computer, drop their smartphones ... they are like an engineering machine adapting to work. There are the bag-pullers who briefly leave their duties to greet me and there are those who don't even have the courage to look at me.

In the room that precedes mine, Claudia was already properly allocated to her desk. Sulani, my other secretary, was drafting the agenda I had left with her yesterday before I left.

"Miss Claudia, could you..."

"I've already asked for it, sir." She answered before I could finish speaking. "Double cappuccino, turkey breast beirut and a fruit salad with granola and honey. Arrives in five minutes."

"Always efficient." The compliment. "Where's Rangel?" I ask as soon as I see my advisor's desk empty.

"He went to the factory, sir. To talk to a production supervisor."

"Oh, I remember! Of the product golden threads, inexplicably production fell 7.5% of the average."

"That's the case" Confirm me.

"As soon as Robson arrives, ask him to come to my office."

"Okay, sir." Looking at such professional posture of both parties, no one would say that earlier Claudia screamed like a w***e, with me inside her.

(...)

I finished my first meal of the day, when Robson knocked on my room and entered. The "short" guy, shrewd and efficient. He didn't have the best news to give me. I know this because the boy had a certain manner that gave him away.

"If he came to give me bad news, sit down first Robson and wait for me to finish my salad.'

"It's okay sir, it's just that it's nothing so bad that it will make you lose your hunger."

"So tell me."

"The top model you ordered broke her foot on the catwalk yesterday."

"Ask the agency to send another one." I answer the obvious in a practical way.

"I did that, sir, but I was told that there is none of the top models you usually hire available."

"Okay! I don't like to repeat myself, but this is an emergency case. He opens my schedule 3 on the notebook by the server." I write it down on paper and give it to him. "That's the password, memorize it and throw it away. I will make a pix for your account, so you can negotiate within that amount. I'm going into a meeting and it looks like it's going to be all day."

"I'm not advising you?"

No. I'm putting Miss Claudia on as an advisor today. You have the task of finding this woman for me.

"Right, sir."

(...)

The day went as I had imagined it would, crammed into the meeting room. Fortunately, the structure of the place helps, ergonomic chairs that look more like armchairs, the cold environment in a mountain climate and a very wide table so that no one is spat out by the most heated when it comes to talking.

It's always the same way, with finance trying to cut costs, marketing and their brainstorm¹ and production complaining about the shortage of labor. Cabral, the accountant always clashed with the treasury sector, specifically the purchasing part. The executive only understood numbers and Pliny responsible for the purchase of raw materials, prioritized quality.

The two put their projects on the table, both were correct, but the scopes² perpendiculavam an exaggeration for area qua each acted. That's where management comes in as a balance point, and I was that guy. That improved and put the icing on the cake at the end.

"Well gentlemen, since we have reached the common denominator. I call the meeting to an end."

They put their papers in the folders and Claudia was tidying mine. The meeting room had two passages, one of which led directly to my room. I left everyone getting organized and went straight to my workplace. As soon as I entered, someone knocked on the door and I was allowed in.

"Excuse me sir!" I just nodded. "Nothing doing. Today is Friday and all that list of yours is either out of town or already has an appointment."

I even loosened my tie. "No way! I can't fall below my snobbish competitor. In some agency of this paradise of women that is Rio de Janeiro there must be one that can go with me to this dinner Robson."

He rolls his eyes, realizing that by my tone of voice I was not satisfied with the service provided. "Sir, you can go and wait for my call, until 8 pm you will have this woman to accompany you."

"I'll be waiting for you."