The Rich Man

Ultimately, it was up to Kelly to choose. Jia had told his wife that she'd be able to decide which bull she liked. However, he'd said that before. Sitting next to her as she browsed the different messages, he was starting to regret ever saying that. Which one would Kelly pick? Could he live with her selection?

"I like...this one." She said slowly, before pointing to Owner2112's profile.

Kelly had been struck by a fantasy as she read it. Being **** to wear expensive, silky black underthings and follow along behind a prestigious man in a suit. Having him slap her ass and tell him to fix him another drink at a meeting, or to kneel beneath his desk and go down on his cock while he worked. Maybe be **** to serve him and his friends naked when he hosted a party.

She'd be like...some kind of exotic trophy. A slant eyed trophy for him to show off, the way he might show off a rare vintage of wine.

"I wonder what he meant when he said he'd make it worth our while?" Jia asked, stroking his chin. "Did he mean that he'd pay us somehow if you did...you know...with him?"

"He wasn't exactly clear, was he?" She giggled to herself. "To be honest, that's not why I picked him though."

"Oh." Jia said flatly. "Still. It would be nice to figure out a way to get paid for this somehow. We were saving up to finally buy a house. A real proper house. Maybe if we go ahead with this...he could help with that?"

Written by a White Bull. If you're an Asian Boy or Girl, like this chapter and thank me in the comments.