[FC] Rich bitch submits

Sylvia was just getting dressed up to hit the town when she heard a pounding at the front door. At first she brushed it off, the ‘help’ would get it soon enough.

*bang bang bang*

Or they were supposed too. The banging repeated itself for a couple minutes, far too long for Sylvia’s taste. How could she make herself pretty with such an ugly noise going on?

“Will someone get that?” Sylvia shouted out of the master bedroom.

*bang bang bang*

The only reply she got was whoever was at the door, apparently determined to get an answer sooner or later.

Putting down her makeup Sylvia marched out of her room, determined to make heads roll once she found out what the hold up was. Only, as she walked the halls she found the place eerily quiet, save for the periodic pounding at the door.

“Maria?” Sylvia called out hesitantly.

Truthfully she didn’t know what any of the maids were named, she never needed to know that, but that seemed like a maid name to her right now.

*bang bang bang*

The door was the only one to respond.

As Sylvia made it into the living room where she could see the front door she didn’t see anyone in the house. There were normally a half dozen people running around cooking, or cleaning, or otherwise doing chores she didn’t need to bother herself with.

This was weird. Sylvia wasn’t a weak willed woman, it was how she bagged her husband and made him and his wallet her personal ATM, but something about the banging at the door gave her a deep dread in the pit of her stomach.

*bang bang bang*

“What is your problem!” A flash later and she was suddenly drawn to the door, deciding on a whim that she was no longer scared, but angry and stomped over to it.

As she flung the door open, a deep scowl on her face she saw a rather clean cut man in a well kept outfit, but far too cheap looking for Sylvia’s taste. She already knew she wasn’t going to like this.

“Afternoon ma’am.” The man smiled and nodded, lifting a clipboard.

“Ugh.” Sylvia rolled her eyes and sneered where to even begin?

He called her ma’am, she wasn’t a ma’am, she as a miss, well technically a mrs, but she didn’t care too much for that either. And why did her husband shell out all that money for a gated community if any old riff raff could come in and bother her.

“Is it possible for me to get a moment of your time for a quick survey?”

Sylvia wrinkled her nose and prepared a sneer that made many boys shrink away from her all through high school and beyond, even her husband was cowed by it the first and only time he dared ask her for a blowjob.

She glanced him over from his cheap running shoes to his box store brand jeans, she looked him over like he was slime on the bottom of her shoe, she made it past his mass produced, T-shirt and met his eyes… his brown, no, blue? Green eyes? What was….

“How many occupant are in this home at any given time?”

“I don’t know, me, my husband and a handful of servants.” Sylvia brushed off the question, trying to work out what she was seeing.

Were his eye’s purple? no they were definitely green. No wait….

“And who’s with you right now?”

“No one.” Sylvia sniffed without hesitation to this low-class-looking, complete stranger.

“Excellent.” The man nodded and smiled, then wrote something down on his clipboard.

His eye’s no longer in view Sylvia shook her head, her mind a little foggy.

What was she doing…? Right getting rid of this bum so she could go shopping!

“Just a couple more questions.”

His…yellow? eyes were back.

“Cup size?”

“C.” Sylvia grunted.

Wait… what?

“Have you ever done anal?”

“God no!” Sylvia laughed,instinctively looking away from the man.

As soon as she did the dread she felt before she opened the door was back in full ****, she felt like puking and her smile was gone.

“And are you on birth control right now?”

Sylvia grabbed hold of the door and prepared to slam it shut, whipping her head around and gave the man one last glare. Meeting his shimmer…beautiful eyes,

“Why would I?”

“You said you have a husband. Are you trying for a child?”

Sylvia scoffed, she couldn’t help but feel she was forgetting something, but that question was so absurd she had to answer,

“Hell no! When I let my husband touch me he uses a condom. Why would I ever want to ruin this gorgeous body?”

The man’s eyes went wide and the eerie glow seemed to solidify into a colour Sylvia couldn’t quite place, not that she cared about his eyes, why would she?

“I see, you certainly do have quite the figure.” The man eyed her up and down hungrily, then jotted something down on his clipboard with a massive grin on his face.

Sylvia beamed at him, men were always falling over themselves to get at her, and she never got tired of it.

“Quite the place here.” The man tucked the clipboard under his arm and walked past Sylvia, letting out a whistle at the large well adorned living room.

“You expect someone like me to live in anything less?” Sylvia rolled her eyes and shut the door. She could hardly believe the nerve of this man, assuming she’d be satisfied with less than the best? Hah!

“I suppose that makes sense?” The man brushed her off absentmindedly as he worked the buckle to his belt, soon dropping his pants to the floor and revealing his fully erect cock.

Sylvia’s eyes immediately dropped to his meat,

The little pervert was rock hard at the mere sight of her. That was hilarious.

“Over here.” He beckoned her towards the couch as he sat down.

Sylvia followed with a smile,

“So what do you want?” Sylvia sighed, this was funny, but she had something she wanted to do today…at least she thought she did.

“Kneel.”

Sylvia was pulled from her musings and instantly dropped to her knees and was brought face to face with this mans cock.

“Now suck.”

Sylvia hesitated. Why exactly was she doing this? She never sucked cock in her life. She didn’t have too. She was better than that right? She eyed the man up and down curiously, why would she ever want to suck his dick of all peoples?

She looked up at his smiling face and frowned slightly.

Always a first time for everything she supposed.

With a deep breath she leaned forward, grabbed his dick and took the head of his cock into her mouth.

“That’s a good girl.”

“Mhmm.” Sylvia grunted as she slowly slid down his meat.

She could only manage halfway before she decided to go back to his tip.

“Seems like I need to give you a lot more practice though, huh?”

Sylvia felt a pain in her stomach. Why though…? Well no one likes being called bad at anything.

“Mhmm….” She grunted with a bit of trepidation.

“I’m sure your husband won’t mind once I have chat with him at least.” The man grabbed Sylvia’s head and started guiding her down his shaft, soon she started to gag but he kept pushing her down, “I mean I know your servants were all too happy to give us space and all I had to do was ask.”

By now Sylvia was stuck to his balls and struggling to control herself,she had her hands on his thighs and she wanted to gag more than anything, she wanted to push him away, she wanted to breath, but he kept a hand on the back of her head so she stayed put.

“So ma’am, would you like to be my ****?” The man smiled down at her with a predatory grin.

Sylvia met his gorgeous eyes as best she could, almost as if she were drawn to them,

“…Mhmm.”