"Damn, you would have to be so fucking gorgeous, alright let's get to know one another, but certainly not here, my place or yours."
"From the clothing you have on I am guessing you have the means to live as you please, yours."
"And your car."
"I came with Cliff, was going to take a cab home, long trip, but I was hoping I could score with you."
"Now I know I've been set up...well alright, let's go."
I know as soon as he sees my Rolls he's overly impressed and as we enter my apartment I see his mouth drop, as he asks, "You most live with your parents." "You don't actually believe that, now stop pretending with me, I'm an adult...that wasn't nice at all of me, I am truly sorry, but I know all this looks pretentious but honestly it's a trust fund, my parents died tragically, but were very wealthy, leaving me very well off. I'm going after my Ph.D. in computer research and design, trusting Microsoft or some other large corp. will hire me after, would you like a drink."
"Yes please scotch if you have it." He sees me take a bottle and pour out the drinks and asks,
"I've never seen a bottle like that, what brand is it."
"Glenmorangie...100 years old. I buy it by the case, several at a time, this has been here for 3 years now, I've been away."
"I must tell you, you should have been a model...you're absolutely perfect."
I blush terribly, as I turn my head away from him, and mumble,
"Please don't embarrass me more, I've been out of public life so long I easily embarrass."
"Wherever you've been it was extremely beneficial...22 I'd guess...5-8...36 C 22 36."
"Very good except my age, I've...no...anyway, so you will photo me, nude."
"Yes, and partly dressed."
"Do you always have sex with your photo subjects."
"Actually never, but you enchanted me so, I had to try." With those words he kisses my lips and pulls me tighter against his body, and I feel so hard up I gasp, and sigh, as I yield to his forcefulness, and I'm amazed at my submissive abilities to hold myself in control, allowing him full power over my will, until he pulls back and places my hand on his prick over his pants, and my lips smile knowingly as I softly ask,
"May I have it between my lips."
As I unzip his pants and pull out this absolutely gorgeous cock, and dive on it with gusto, as I easily swallow all 10 inches of it, working my throat muscles he soon yells, as he pulls back,
"Oh, fuck I'm comi..." Pumping my mouth full of his gob of sweet, thick, gooey, milky white, creamy, rich, delicious cum which I swallow as it gushes in my mouth, triggering one hell of a fucking orgasm through my body, knocking his prick out of my lips, and splattering the rest of his cum across my face. Not caring he kisses me madly, then weakly says,
"That was your orgasm I felt."
Still gasping I reply, "Yes...oh...Rob, that's a great beginning to what feels as though it should be a very rewarding night. As I lightly suck, kiss and lick his prick's head I playfully ask,
"This should allow you to fuck me for hours before you drop another load." "Penny, you're unbelievable."
"Now that we're not strangers, look at this." I pull off my top and drop my skirt, lower my nylons and he says, "my god is that ever erotic actually sensuous."
"At the time she thought so too, but it actually was meant to identify me as her property."
"Oh my god you poor kid, you were actually a slave to one of those dominatrix...how did you ever get away."
"I was rescued by a very loving couple who gave me my pride minus a lot of shit I'd been carrying around for years that kept me from being a nice person...but Rob, please may I arouse you enough so you can fully satisfy us both."
After over half the rest of the night and Rob proving to be an animal which pleased me wonderfully, and depositing 4 sweet gushing ejaculations in my mouth, and one in my pussy, another in my ass, we fell asleep. The next morning as I open my eyes his face is so close to mine, I kiss his lips, and he jolts awake, quickly asking, "What time is it... oh, good morning," Kissing me, "He tells me, "I have a photo shoot at 10."
"Darling it's only 7, relax."
"Penny, you're simply too much of a nympho for an old man like me."
"Bullshit, you fucked me under the mattress."
"I did, well then, we can do this again."
"Let's shower and may I go with you, so I know what to expect." As we leave we pick up a take out breakfast muffin and drive to his office building where after seeing Cliff, he asks, "Don't tell me you buckled in to Rob's line."
"Don't give me that crap, I was set up from the time you approached me last night."
"Tricky aren't we, do your make up you're next."
After my photo session, Cliff tells me, "Once we screen out that snake on you, will you consent to an interview and centerfold."
"Just this fast."
"Honey, you're perfect, we'll be using you a lot if you agree...oh , and that snake; if you'd like to rid yourself of it, I know a new process that will do it, no pain or scares, but keep the one over your vagina, that one is adorable.'"
"It didn't used to say that, I had it changed."
Why did I tell him that, as if it's any of his business. A few days later I'm back in their offices talking to the interviewer, having easily had my tattoo removed, modern science, wow. So when my photo session comes up there will be nothing to screen out, also having Cliff tell me to not mention my life as a slave to a dominatrix. Scheduled for the May issue, I waited nervously for it to come out. My theses in psychology being on the strange relationship between subs and doms I easily get my doctorate, there, my one in computer science I find to be difficult, and shortly before May's issue comes out at long last, a student, I thought, sets across from me during my lunch break
and asks, "Do not be concerned about your last test, you are going to do fine, I have read your outline to your theses and it is brilliant we know the finished product will be publishable easily."
"Then you're an instructor."
"How terribly forgetful of me, Dr. Walter Public, senior computer research developer for Microsoft, Inc. and my dear your lady we want you...I want you on my team...that is naturally if you intend on having a position after you have your degree."
Dumbfounded, I stammer out, "Yes...of course...how do you come by knowing about me."
A couple of mutual friends of yours and mine, brought you to my attention, Mr. And Mrs. Jon Klepenger...you do know them very well do you not."
"Fondly so, yes, thank you, and I shall be delighted to become part of your team."
"you are a very extraordinary woman, having solved a problem we computer designers have fought with since the 650 RAM was 1st conceived, doubting if we'd ever break it, naturally it has been copywrited and we are offering you 5 million for the license ...but more about that as you accompany me to Seattle to meet another genius, Mr. Bill Gates where he will formally ask you to sell your invention to us."
"This is going to sound strange to you, but I do not bother myself with the value of matters such as this, these matters are conducted by my attorney's as part of my families trust fund left to me upon their deaths, so if I ma..."
"We would not ask you until we have talked to them and actually settled on the price, plus your contract, bonuses, housing, handling your apartment sale here, transportation, travel and other smaller matters, such as vacations, stock options, etc. Bill...sorry Mr. Gates wanted me to come here and personally talk to you. You have this week off, your attorney's will have a representative with us as we settle this, if I may I'll accompany to your apartment where you can pack and we'll leave, the company jet is waiting."
As I'm packing and changing I ask, "I must tell you I am the centerfold for Penthouse, May issue." "I am not surprised, you are an exceptionally irresistible young woman...I have followed you life for many years now, 1st realizing you were going to break this barrier we have not been able to, on through your private years and now back in the academic world."
"You know what happened to me."
"Patricia, we do not offer a person a position such as we are you without knowing all there is to know."
"Oh god, my terrible life is public knowledge.'"
He walks into my bedroom where all I have on is my panties and half bra, holds me tight against him as he actually kisses me,
and tells me, "Hardly public, Jon has told me so much about you, I feel as though I may know you better than you know yourself, Bill did not send me, I begged him to have me come here...oh to set your mind at ease, I'm 25, single, no attachments, praying I can establish one with you, top of my class in grad school 4.0 for my doctorate, hired by Bill personally at 19, been with him since, I make $750,000 a tear plus bonuses, I have 5 million in stock and as impossible as this sounds, I want you to love me because I love you."
"Walter, please now you have frightened me, and since all if that happened to me, am easily frightened."
He drops his head as he says, "Yes, naturally, how embarrassing this must be for you, I shall back off, until we become better acquainted."
"I must tell you, I am not looking for love, all I need now is some one to be nice to me and pleasantly make love to me, or better, sex to me."
"May we pretend I was not so overbearing."
"I will like that very much, if you know Jon as you say, you certainly should have known that was not the way to approach me, I have left that aggressive and dominate aspect of my personality behind me, I no longer need or want it. Now if you please, I am not dressed."
He walks out and we do not speak of it again.
Then on the plane he tells me, "In Redmond there are wonderful homes, and for sale, or as you have in Frisco a penthouse, that large I'm not sure." "I prefer the security of my penthouse, if there are none available I can wait until one is remodeled for me, I enjoy all the rooms, you do realize no amount of cash you may offer me will impress me, I actually never need work a day in my life, therefore I shall without hesitation follow my attorney's advice. Suddenly tears roll out of my eyes as I look down and tell Walter, "How terribly crud of me, what has happened to me, where is my control...I wanted to leave that behind me, my overwhelming superiority and total self confidence."
"Patricia, we are talking business, you understand the difference, You must be self confident as you speak to some one like Bill Gates, the wealthiest man alive."
"Wealth has nothing to do with what I'm so terribly trying to forget."
"No you're wrong there, it has everything to do with it, if you never had it, your personality would not be as it is, and for you, it must be, to a certain degree. It is an important part of why you have done what you have, and are mentally working on now."
"How would you know what I'm working on."
"Speeding PCs is your goal, so taking the next logical step, where do you go next...it can be left there, but we both know."
Lightly holding his hand I say, "It's not going to be easy working with some one so brilliant; you 2nd guess my every move, how many more like you in your team."
"Actually it's Bill's team, we, with you will have 3, working not only on PC development but programming for faster working bug free programs, we make up a very elite small group that will revolutionize the computer world as we now know it. Now a few things, do not act overly impressed upon meeting Bill, he wants you far more than you want to work with him right now, because this is new to you, while he has planned enticing you into working with us ever since you resurfaced, and he realized you were even more brilliant than he 1st knew."
"Well then tell me how to act."
"Simply how happy you are to meet him, and let him take it from there. After either answer him or give him your thoughts on what he has said, and no not be too timid to disagree, he is not the last word in our research...you are going to be pleasantly surprised when you see what we're working on, every one thinks of us as a software company...but we go way beyond that."
As we walk up to Mr. Gates, we shake hands as I tells him, "It's an honor to meet you sir."
Smiling he replies, "Then we're both honored Patricia, you are a genius, pure and simple, I want you on my t...no I need you on our team in fact my dear young woman I desperately need you and I'm willing to meet whatever you ask to join us...come my dear, in here, your attorneys and I have come to an understanding we wish you to hear what we've decided and see if it matches what is on your mind."
Between a Mr. Montgomery and Mr. Gates they give me all the terms of my contract, pay, bonuses, and on and on, plus $10 million for my invention, an apartment to live in free while a penthouse is remodeled to suite me, all expenses covered.
Once they are done, I reply, "I have something to sign."
Bill looks puzzled as he asks, "Then you agree...with it all."
"Mr. Gates, I do not bother with this sort of thing, my attorney has agreed to this, he gets paid to know these matters, I'm simply a computer hack...oh, so yes, I do." After I tell Mr. Montgomery, "Sir I wish to thank you for doing this for me, as you know I care little for matters such as these that is why I have never taken control of my trust fund, I know you are costing me a lot of money, but as I understand it, there is no chance of me ever running out of money, and that is really all I care about, I would like to ask you to be briefer in those statements you send me, so I'll be able to more easily understand them, as of now all I know is my bottom line, which to date must be 1.78 billion, an increase of 1.2 million, I believe."
He looks long at me as he slowly replies, "You haven't received that statement yet, how can you know the exact amount."
"Sir, I only told you I do not care for matters as these. Not that I do not understand them."
After he leaves Bill asks me, "You're hiding much of your light from us aren't you Penny."
"Not actually sir, only that I have this mind that never lets me forget anything, and I know my monthly expenses...may I smoke some where, and Walter, may I have a drink of scotch please."
He tells me, "There's no smoking in the building Patricia." "Oh...hmmm...damn, I do my best thinking under a cloud of cigarette smoke." So Bill speaks up, "A small matter we'll have that taken care of before you come with us, see to it Walt, now if you will penny, I like that name, especially on a fellow billionaire, if you'll come with me, I must show you what we're working on now...you see we've not had a good engineer with us until now, so our work on the hardware has not been what I liked." May I ask sir, why did you pay me for my design when I'm working for you."
"You were not then, I had to or could not use it."
"It would have been less expensive to ask me to use it."
"You're a strange young woman, doesn't wealth mean anything to you, I just paid you $10 million for something no one else had ever thought of, now we can do what no other computer company has."
"Then...well I'll let it go now."
"Penny it means a great deal to me for us to become close friends. Tell me what you're thinking."
"I'll never wed, certainly not have children, so unless I can find something that costs more money then I have, it'll all go to the state upon my death, and damn them they aren't going to get what my father worked so hard to give me."
"Then let me give you a thought, build your own building, a few stories high, total security, your penthouse on top, only larger, garage under, all of it yours, I'll even let you use my plans, to make it something special the ones who see it will never stop marveling over it."
"I can't do that, I'd be frightened all the time, my place in Frisco, has no one under me so I can make all the noise I wish, but I have both electric and human security, and even though I'm a loner I get to see and say hello to people who live there."
"Oh, come see this." As we walk into the lab, where I see they are actually working on a super computer.
Later I fly back, I call Pensu and Jon and ask, "Please may I come to see you." "Of course darling is anything wrong."
"No, I'll be right there."
After I'm in I burst out crying and tearfully ask, "You have done so much for me, and now this, please let me do something, anything." So Jon tells me, "No darling you have done well, now open up to others, make friends, please stop being alone...this position in Redmond will give you that opportunity don't waste it. Bill will be of great help to you."
Pensu touches me and tells Jon, "Our little girl is in terrible need Jon, may we satisfy her needs."
"You want us to fuck you tonight don't you Penny."
After endless hours of being double fucked, as we lay on the bed smoking, I say, "I know you read Penthouse don't miss May's Centerfold."
Pensu squeals as she says, "You didn't."
"Yes, I did and damn I look good." Then Jon says, "That's what's missing that damn snake...penny this is the greatest thing you could have done for yourself, now follow up with the parties they have."
We talk for a time then I must get back because I have studying to do for tomorrow's final.
After getting an A on that I call Rob and tell him I'm going to work at Microsoft in Redmond, and he tells me where the local photographer is that they use there and that I will hear from them soon. In Redmond I move into a nice home to wait for my penthouse to be remodeled, the 2 floors under it ripped out and redone to make a 3 story suite, a private garage, all key entry more security than I've ever seen, and only minutes away from where I work, a few weeks later this man comes over to where I'm setting during lunch and asks, "May I join you."
"Certainly please do."
"I'm Dwayne. I haven't seen you before."
"I just started."
"What division."
"Gosh...I don't know what it's called, I work with Walt Public."
"never heard of him. Hmmm, wonder where you do work."
"I wish I could tell you but honestly...I don't know."
"You do know what you do."
"Of course I..." Then I feel a hand on my shoulder as Walt says, "We're needed Pat."
No one calls me that terrible name, not in public, so I ask, "What's wrong." "We've got to go."
So as we get far enough away Walter tells me, "Our dept. is total security, didn't I tell you."
"No, have I screwed up."
"No but almost, really Penny, no one knows I or you work here, if it got out we're working on what we are every computer company on earth would send spies to see."
"Spies, come on Walt, we're not doing espionage."
"Yes honey, we are, Microsoft is a software company, we do not build super computers, but we are, understand. So tell every one you work with Mr. Gates, every one knows he's working on new software."
"Oh, good then I can meet new people, that's what Jon told me to do." So the next day I try again, a different nice looking man sets next to me and asks, "You are a knock out, damn woman where in hell have you been all my life, I'm Fritz...oh...my god, you're the cover centerfold in the May issue of Penthouse."