The accountant

I have to admit, I was a little uncomfortable. The plastic cable tie felt like it was cutting into my wrists and the crack on my head was throbbing like a sonofabitch. However, I felt like it might not be a good idea to show any weakness in front of the Latin businesswoman in her power suit who sat opposite me, dark eyes locked on mine.

I ignored the whore who was expertly swallowing my cock over and over again as I sat there and addressed the older woman. "So, Consuela Espinal, why are you here?"

She sat mute, with no intention of telling me anything. I was figuring she was anticipating back up sometime soon.

"Ok," I sighed, "PLEASE tell me what you were doing here. Please answer everything I ask truthfully".

"I am an accountant. I was here to go over the family's books".

"Really? Like these guys pay taxes?"

"No. not those books. The secret ones. My organization launders their money and buys property in the Caribbean with it for them".

"Wow. Don't you get in bother with the law then"?

"No. We make sure that we bribe the right people. We have enough of the police and the DA's office bought that we can get away with anything."

Unbelievable! This was so cool. I had to think about this. "Ok Consuela," I said, looking at the cool calculating intelligent woman, thinking that she was fully aware of the effects of her actions and the crimes that she was committing and facilitating. "Take your jacket off and come here." I paused then added "PLEASE".

The mature Hispanic woman got up and hesitantly stepped across the room, discarding her jacket as she came, revealing her perfectly starched white blouse tucked in tightly with her large breasts straining against it.

"Undo your blouse buttons". I instructed and watched as she obeyed silently. Underneath was a white satin bra. "Now pop your tits out of your bra".

She reached into her left bra cup and hauled the tit out with her right hand, then repeated the motion on the other side. Her two breasts hung over the top of her bra. Its a good look that I feel more women should go for. It gives their tits the support to stop them drooping while still leaving me with enough access to let me grope them properly.

She stood beside me silently, waiting for either further instructions or rescue from outside.

I felt rescue was unlikely. However, just to be sure I wasn't interrupted, I shouted to the kitchen.

"Boys please wait outside the front door. Make sure no-one comes in without my permission."

I watched the young thugs troop in, watching in dismay as the whore between my legs sucked my cock and their accountant stood at my side with her tits hanging out.

When the door clicked shut I said, "Now rub your tits on my temples, gently".

I breathed a sigh of relief as the gentle massage by her large breasts began to ease my headache.

The whore on the other hand was speeding up, sucking my cock with some verve.

As I eventually came in the young Latina's throat, I drooled into the businesswoman's cleavage.

"Ok, you can get up now. Go and get some scissors and get me out of these!" I said once I was happy enough that the Latina had swallowed everything and I had no more juice to deliver in her throat.

When she was gone, I said, quite calmly, having thought about it, "PLEASE make it the most important thing in your life that I am happy and that you can do everything you can to make me happy."

Her demeanor changed instantly, from cold and wary to concerned and attentive.