Vera Angeloff

“I apologise again,” Vera said as she offered me her hand, not in a business-shake way, but in a ‘you might want to lean over and kiss it’ way. “It’s very nice to meet you…”

“Robert,” Ada filled in for her, smiling away as she stood off to the side.

“Ro-bert,” Vera said like she was tasting the word, as if it was some difficult-to-say name. Except I knew it wasn’t - Robert was a name used in Russia.

“You can call me Robbie,” I said, taking her hand as she’d offered it and giving her fingers a squeeze, but not bending down to kiss them. When Vera had stood up, she’d finally pulled her robe closed and cinched it tightly, though that hadn’t exactly made her significant cleavage disappear, and this close I could see her nipples with their piercings against the thin silk. The robe was also short, and I had no doubt that at least half her curvy ass was probably hanging out the back.

“Robbie,” she said, breaking into another smile like I’d just given her a treat. She had piercing eyes and a bright smile, and she kept hold of my fingers with hers as she held contact with me. “It is so nice to meet you, Robbie. You know Ada already, yes?”

“We’ve met,” I said with a nod as she finally let go of my hand, shooting the blonde assistant a small smile.

“And this little лиса is Luna,” Vera said, gesturing to the raven-haired girl who was standing demurely on the other side of us. Well, her stance was demure, hands clasped behind her and her lips slightly rolled in as she smiled softly. The fact that she was still half-naked and hadn’t covered up yet kind of lessened that whole innocent look. The scariest part was how she didn’t seem to care at all that not only was Vera, her boss, gesturing to her, but she went so far as to turn the gesture into a caress of Luna’s breast with the back of her fingers.

Now, to be fair, Luna’s breasts were pretty fucking amazing. If Vera’s were examples of peak ‘enhanced’ tits, then Luna’s might have been the single most amazing pair of naturals I’d ever seen - and after a week with all my model girlfriends, that was kind of wild. They were on the large size, and had a natural weightiness to them, but also sat high on her chest and didn’t really spill forward and droop with their size and weight, almost defying gravity. Her skin was smooth and completely unblemished, the swell of her bust rising and falling with her breath, as her areolas stood almost entirely smooth and softly puffy, surrounding perfect little pencil eraser nipples that stood at attention. Her bare torso below them had that same slender-curve look of fitness that Cass, Wanda and Becca had, and her face above was heartbreakingly pretty, her large brown eyes and long, thick eyelashes giving her that doe-eyed innocent look as she smiled at me for a moment, then turned her attention back onto her boss.

It was that last little part that sent a chill up my spine for some reason.

Luna’s attention was so held by Vera Angeloff, like she was a dog eagerly waiting for her mistress to give her an order, whether that was to jump to work, to play, or that it was time to eat.

“It’s nice to meet you,” I said cautiously, trying my best not to look down at those utterly perfect tits.

Her eyes flicked to me again as she smiled. “You too,” she said in a thick accent. Something South American for sure, but it was so quick I didn’t get enough of it to narrow it down.

“Robbie is here to talk about your party,” Ada said, stepping up next to me and looping her arm with mine again. Not in a possessive way, but more like she was trying to make sure she could control the flow of the conversation a little or else something even more untoward than what I’d already seen might happen.

“Oh, Фантастический!” Vera said with a grin, putting a hand on Ada’s arm as she grinned broadly. I had no clue what she’d said, but her tone was excited.

“How about we take a seat,” I suggested, gesturing over to the couches of the sitting area. “Ada and I can go over what we’ve discussed so far, and then you can start filling in some of the… extra details that you’re looking for.”

“Good idea,” Vera said with a nod and another warm smile for me.

She had a great fucking smile. Great enough that I managed not to fall face-first into her heaving cleavage.

Ada let my arm go as I headed for the two-person couch on the side of the sitting area that was closer to where I’d come in, expecting Ada to follow me, but as I turned to start sitting I found Vera with me, and Ada and Luna slipping over the to couch across from us.

I cleared my throat as I settled onto the couch and Vera… curled up next to me. Not snuggling in or anything, but she sat down almost sideways on the couch so she was facing me, one leg up on the seat and bent so she was practically sitting on her bare heel while her other one hung off the front of the couch. And she stretched - or she made it look like a stretch, but it was also a display as she raised both her arms over her head and leaned and arched her back, her tits bulging against the thin silk robe and the robe rising up even further than it already sat, giving a very, very clear view of her bare, wet pussy.

To be fair, the wetness might just have been lingering from her getting oral, but still.

I coughed after one very fast, instinctual up-and-down look as I turned to look across the space at Ada and Luna. The blonde, bikini-clad assistant was smiling with that slight knowing smirk, while the raven-haired, topless junior assistant had somehow produced a notebook and was getting ready to write, a pair of cute glasses on her face.

I swallowed hard, and was about to turn and say something - I wasn’t even sure what was going to come out of my mouth - when I was interrupted by another loud, feminine moan coming from that open doorway to one of the bedrooms. “Да! Да, отшлепай меня по заднице, ублюдок,” the voice said. It was definitely Nikolina. Then there was the loud, unmistakable sound of a spank. And then another. “Сильнее!”

“Nikolina, Успокойся, шлюха,” Vera called with a laugh.

“Да, мадам,” Nikolina called back.

“I apologise,” Vera said in the sort of utterly sweet tone that I might have expected from a cute little southern belle, which, mixed with her thick Russian accent, was almost cartoony. “Nikolina can be ravenous at times. She is very good at finding ways to feed her hunger.”

“I… understand,” I said. And, surprisingly, I sort of did. I’d become a bit of a sex monster on the trip, and even since then. Cass and I had never been shy with each other, but the sheer amount of sex I’d had in the last week and a half was kind of insane. “Maybe we should close the door?”

“Oh, she’ll stay quiet now,” Vera said with a smile. “At least until she orgasms. So, my party?”

“Right,” I said, blowing out a soft breath as I tried to weave my mind through the maze of distractions I was being assaulted with. Vera’s robe, even when she wasn’t stretching, didn’t cover her cooch and if I glanced down I got an eyeful of the pretty little clam since she was sitting with her legs partially spread. Her cleavage was still kind of astounding. And across the couch, Ada was looking like the hottest MILF I’d ever met (which, in Vegas, was pretty impressive) and Luna was… well, being Luna. “So, Ada told me about the sort of party you’re looking for, and I cautioned her that I would need to do some looking into whether the Vasoseh could actually host a party like that. I have to be honest, Miss Angeloff, I’m still a little hesitant to go forward with this, but from a purely technical standpoint, we can probably do it.”

“Oh, that is so good to hear, Robbie,” she said, leaning forward and putting both hands on my arm, rubbing it excitedly. One of her boobs popped out of her robe and she didn’t seem to notice - it was hard for me not to. “We love a good party, don’t we?”

“We do,” Ada said with her smile.

“So much,” Luna nodded, eyes fixed on her notebook as she scribbled something.

“Well, I’m sure we can get something together for you,” I said.

And then I tunnel visioned, trying my fucking damndest to focus on work on not what was going on around me. Not the sights, not the sounds coming from the room, because Nikolina was definitely ‘quieter’, but it was clear she was working towards an orgasm by the sounds of things. Hell, I was even trying to ignore the smiles.

All three of them had great smiles. Teasing smiles. Smiles that seemed to promise… something.

Luna was pretty much silent other than the scratching sound of her pen as she took notes. Ada was, thankfully, mostly business. They’d decided to offer $1500 as an incentive for each staff member who would go along with their requests for nudity during the party - though that also came with Vera holding my arm again as she leaned in, fantastic tit still hanging out of her robe and begging to be licked or kissed or mauled, and told me, “I just adore beauty, Robbie. Beautiful people, especially. I want to make sure this party is full of the most beautiful people. You understand.”

I did, weirdly. Again, because I’d just spent a week with a bunch of models - I firmly believed there was someone out there for everyone, and beauty could very much be in the eye of the beholder, but there was something to be said about those afternoons in the lake with the girls.

We’d gotten through staffing, decor, security and privacy and were discussing menu options, with me giving some of our more standard party options off the top of my head and then digging into my phone notes for some of the more esoteric possibilities, when we were interrupted. Nikolina’s moans from the bedroom rose in volume, becoming throaty, and she began making demands in Russian again. Demands that made Vera laugh lightly, her syrupy voice tinkling musically.

Ada had that smile again.

Luna was grinning as she looked down at her notebook.

All three of them had distinctly hard nipples, whether they were covered or not.

Nikolina went over the edge, her moans rushing out of her like she was deflating, and then she was murmuring something to whoever she was with.

“Continue, please,” Vera prompted me, leaning closer as she smiled up at me and then turned to look at my phone screen again. I blinked, shaking my head, trying to remember when exactly she'd moved closer. Her upper arm was pressed to mine, and her closer leg was still bent at the knee but was leaning up and over my thigh. Her breast was still out, the side of it brushing warmly against my arm when she leaned in to read the next set of menu items. Her pussy was just in my peripheral vision beyond my phone when she would gently grab my hand to move it closer to her.

I cleared my throat and continued. It didn’t take long for us to narrow down the food that would be offered to an eclectic set - and, in my head, I sighed because most of the offerings would be the classic ‘aphrodisiac’ foods. It was a little… obvious.

But it wasn’t my party.

“What about invitations?” Vera asked me.

“Robbie has assured me that he will find the best party promoter in the city,” Ada said confidently. “Someone with all the right contacts.”

“Oh, Robbie,” Vera said, rubbing my arm with her hand again. “I’m sure you know plenty of people we could invite.”

I did, but there was no fucking way I was getting this thing even more close to home.

“Believe me, Vera,” I said - when did I start calling her Vera and not Miss Angeloff? - “For the sort of people that I think you will want to start becoming friends with in the city, I can find you a trustworthy and highly connected Promoter.”

She pouted a little and looked like she was about to say something, but we were interrupted by two people strolling out of the bedroom. First came Nikolina, entirely naked. To be fair, I’d already seen most of her out by the pool, though now her hair was in the artfully messy ‘just had sex’ sort of phase, there was a hickey on her neck, and her puffy pussy lips were visible between her legs. She was also wearing cum splattered across her chest from neck to nipples.

Behind her was Joey T, one of the maintenance guys for the hotel. Also naked, and carrying his uniform clothes in a bundle as he followed his apparent sexual partner out. He blushed slightly when he saw us sitting there, then his eyebrows rose and went even wider when he saw me. He knew he was caught.

Except… Vera was practically half sitting in my lap, her tit was out and pressed to my arm, and her pussy was also on full display.

So, was I caught, too?

“Um,” he said.

“You should probably go clock out,” I said.

“Uh… uh-huh,” he stammered. He was a big dude, maybe 6’6”, and one hairy fucker. Nikolina must have liked that though because, sickering, she gestured for him to go past her towards the door and she gave him a slap on the ass as she went. Then she said something in Russian to Vera, who replied in that same syrupy voice and tone, and the just-fucked beauty turned and sauntered back into her bedroom.

Joey T, for his part, kept his eyes down as he went past us, and it sounded like he was getting dressed out in the vestibule entrance.

“Nikolina had fun,” Vera cackled softly, and the other two girls laughed with her. Then Vera gasped softly and put a hand lightly on my chest. “Oh, Robbie, I’m so sorry. You must be so uncomfortable.”

“It’s, ah, fine,” I said, trying desperately to hang on to whatever professionalism I had left. “I’ll work on-”

“No, no,” Vera shook her head. “It’s not fine. All of this… stimulation isn’t fair to a red-blooded man. I’m sure you must be very uncomfortable.” Her hand slid down all at once from my chest to my crotch, grabbing my half-stiff dick. “See? I knew it. Oh! Robbie, you have a nice big one too, but that must make it even more uncomfortable.”

I cleared my throat loudly, grabbing Vera’s hand and pulling it from my crotch. “I’m fine, Vera.”

“No, please, I wouldn’t ever want to end a meeting with you leaving in such a state,” Vera said, letting me pull her hand away but then raising it back up to my chest as she looked deeply into my eyes. “Would you like to fuck Luna? She has a wonderfully tight cunt, and I know Nikolina and I would love to watch.”

I had to swallow hard to keep my stomach from flying up into my throat. What the fuck!?

“I’m sure Luna is a wonderful… partner, but that wouldn’t be appropriate, Vera,” I said.

Technically, technically, I was pretty sure I was allowed to say yes. We weren’t in any public areas of the hotel, and I was technically ‘off the clock’ since I’d put in my full day already, I just had variable hours. I also had blanket permission from Cassidy to explore with other women, and I knew she would want to hear about this. If I could get a picture of Luna she’d also freak over how hot the girl was. My other relationships were a little less definite in the whole ‘share me with other women outside our group’ thing right now, but the last thing that had really been discussed was Cassidy’s stance, so that was kind of my standing ‘orders.’

And Luna was fucking hot. I could only imagine getting my hands or lips on those tits of hers. Wrapping her silky black hair in my fist and fucking her from behind.

“Oh, appropriate,” Vera sighed, rolling her eyes and waving dismissively with the hand that wasn’t pressed flat to my chest. “It’s fine. And you would love to be fucked by a big, handsome man like Robbie for your first time, wouldn’t you Luna?”

“I’m sure it will be amazing,” Luna said brightly, her accent still a little tough to distinguish.

Then that part about ‘first time’ clicked in my head and alarm bells went off. First time? Did she mean first time with a ‘big, handsome man’ because she’d only been with pretty boys or something, or that Luna was a virgin?

“Still, I think-”

“Mmm, Luna’s little киска is not for you?” Vera asked. “Maybe she is too young, and you like older women? Mature, who knows what they are doing? Ada would love to be the center of attention, Robbie, and she loves to be fucked in her анус. Um, how do you say it in English?”

“My asshole,” Ada said helpfully, the beautiful British blonde smirking at me. “I do love a good buggering, and you seem to have the equipment, Robbie.”

I gulped.

“I appreciate the very kind offer, both of you,” I said to Ada and Luna. “I almost feel silly saying no, but I have to. I’m in a relationship.”

“Oh, Robbie,” Vera said, grinning again and practically bouncing in the seat next to me, her boob pressing into my arm even more. “That’s wonderful. You should invite her to my party. I would love to meet her.”

“I’ll see if she’s free,” I said noncommittally. We’d moved the party timing to Tuesday of next week since there was no way for me to fit her party into the current bookings that had been scheduled for weeks or months. Technically, technically, Cass and Terra might be in Vegas in time to get ready and attend if they drove like crazy women. “I’m sure my fiancee would be fascinated by you.”

“Oh, his fiancee,” Vera cooed to the others, and Ada and Luna both made happy noises for me.

“Now, ladies, I think it’s time I get going,” I said, clearing my throat as I gently but firmly shifted Vera from being nearly on top of me. “Miss Angeloff, I’ll be in touch with Ada over the weekend as I get more of the details in place, and then I’ll check in with you on Monday. Does that sound alright?”

“Of course, Robbie,” Vera said as she stood with me and quickly wrapped her arms up around my neck, pulling me into a full-bodied hug - somehow managing to get her other boob to fall out of her robe as she did it, so I had both her pierced nipples pressing into me through my thin dress shirt. “It’s been lovely meeting you, and I look forward to working with you in all my fantasies.”

“I look forward to helping you out,” I said, pulling back from her after giving her a one-armed hug. But as soon as I was free of the boisterous, nearly-nude Russian, I had Luna on my other side, pressing her naked tits to me as well as she hugged me and said something in Portuguese that sounded a lot like, ‘It was nice to meet you’ in tone but somehow more sexually charged.

Ada saved me from the two of them, reaching out and taking my hand to pull me around the couch and towards the door, looping her arm with mine like she had while escorting me in. “An excellent meeting, I think,” she said as we left the other two behind and headed into the entry vestibule. “You’re very efficient, Robbie. I’m impressed.”

“I’m- thank you,” I said, not sure what else to say.

“I know, Miss Angeloff can be a lot,” Ada said as we reached the door to the suite. “But she’s also a very wonderful woman.” We stopped, and she released my arm but raised her hand to cup the side of my face, going up on her toes to give me a not-quite-polite kiss that missed my other cheek and landed on the corner of my lips. “I’m looking forward to working more with you for her.”

“Ada,” I said, lowering my voice, and she shifted her hand down from my cheek to my shoulder, staying close - close enough that I could feel her long, stiff nipples poking against me through her bikini top and my shirt. “Her… offering you like that. And Luna. Is that…?” I wasn’t even sure how to ask what I was thinking about asking. I’d seen sex trafficking before when we’d busted some assholes trying to use the Vaso for their operation one weekend about two years ago. I saw the sex industry on display every week as strippers and escorts went in and out of the hotel on whatever their personal business was, let alone mingling in the bars during conferences. This wasn’t either of those things, but it was something.

“Oh, that’s just Vera,” Ada said, waving it off with her free hand. “She knows what we like, and what we want. And she wants us to get it. It really has been a while since I had a good buggering from a big, handsome guy like you Robbie, so if you ever fancy a shag, feel free to let me know.”

“Thanks,” I said, trying not to be too shocked. “I should get going.”

“Of course,” she said with that little smirky grin, and she gave me another kiss on the corner of my lips before backing away and opening the door for me.

I gave her one last look, trying to see if there was anything in her eyes or her stance that wasn’t fully believable. If she was asking for help in some way, I wasn’t recognising the signs. Her gaze was sincere, her smile knowing, and she leaned against the door casually as she held it open for me.

“Have a good afternoon, Ada,” I said.

“You too, Robbie,” she replied, and shut the door as I stepped out.

I made it all the way down the hallway to the elevators, thumbed the call button, and stepped in before I let out my breath all at once.

“What the fuck?” I asked the reflection of myself in the mirrored interior. “What the actual fuck?”

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