Courtney's House

Your trip to Courtney's house wasn't that long despite the fact that it was out of the city since between the two of you leaving late from work, and the doctors visit the usual rush hour traffic was nonexistent. After about 45 min of driving you were well out of the city, and currently you were headed for the most affluent suburb around. Of course you weren't going to the penthouse you woke up in after your first night together with her as she admitted that was not her main home, but a place she stays at if she needs to be close to work. You were getting equally nervous and excited to see the place that she lived at. Surly, you thought to your self, this place would have a lot more personality to it than the penthouse you saw. That place felt depressing in number of ways and you hoped beyond hope that Courtney didn't make a habit of doing that.

You pull up to the gates of what could only be described as a mansion, its opulence would give the impression that royalty lived within. However, the exterior screamed modern as it's sleek/squared off features and large wall sized windows betrayed the castle-esque feelings of aristocratic mansions. As you are admiring the view you stop at a guard station, that's right a freakin guard station. You roll down the window and are greeted by a hulking man who looks to stand 6' 5" and is nothing but muscle. He seems friendly enough, but he stares at you with a glare that chills you to the bone.

"Who are you, do you have an appointment with Ms. Stone? If so she hasn't return from work yet. If you're just here to make trouble then you better beat it, or else."

"Jesus Garry, you can't even recognize your own bosses car! You should have asked him why a stranger was driving my car."

"Huh!?" Garry leans down with his flash light on and shines it into the car only to see Courtney glaring back at him."

"Oh! Ms. Stone my apologies ma'am! So uh, why is he driving your car, if I may ask?"

"*sigh* If you must know I sprained my ankle so Lucas here had to drive me home."

"Ah, that would explain it, is he one of your employees?"

"Yes, he started today. Oh, and have the guard staff be aware of the fact that starting today Lucas will be staying here. He must be allowed to come and go as easy as I can."

"What!? Ma'am who is this guy? You are alright right?"

"I'm fine Gary, but I won't be if I have to spend the rest of my night in front of my own house."

"Oh right sorry ma'am! I'll be sure to let everyone know what's going on. Lucas on your way out we'll grab a picture of you so that our staff know you're the new resident here."

"Uh, yeah thanks."

"Ehem, Gary?"

"Yes Ma'am?"

"I've noticed the gate still remains closed. Why is that?"

"Ah, right sorry!" Garry clicks a button in his Guards booth and the gate opens.

You pull into the Garage and Courtney leads you inside. You are immediately greeted by what appears to be the entire staff of this house. You see people dressed in uniforms that seem to indicate a cleaning staff as the wear a company uniform that you're pretty sure you recognize as a cleaning company you've seen around GT today. Interspersed with chefs if their aprons and hats are any indication. There also seem to be gardeners and general maintenance staffers as well.

"Um, Courtney, what's with the horde of people?"

"Well after the thing with the Gary I figured it'd be easier to introduce you to everyone now. So I texted the chief of staff Grace to gather everyone up for an announcement. Speaking of which, Grace!"

"Yes ma'am!" A woman that look to be in her mid thirties steps forward, she is much younger than you thought a person in her position would be. Her long black hair was tied back into a bun and she carried a cool and calm demeanor very little emotion passed across her pretty face.

"Is everyone gathered like I asked?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Good, then let's not waste any time then. Everyone, This here is Lucas Hall starting today he will be living here in the guest room. Please treat him as you would me. If he asks for help or makes a request I expect you to fulfill it to the best of your abilities. Any questions?"

"Uh, yeah. What the hell you got a lover or something?" This question comes from a young girl probably 18 or 19 based on her complete lack of professionalism. She too has long black hair, but it is not tied up. She has crimson red dyed front tips, and you suspect she probably goes for a punk aesthetic when not in her work uni. Though you weren't trying to look you can't help but notice she has amazing tits and ass.

"Stacy! Shut your mouth! That is not how you talk to your employer! I'm sorry ma'am" A woman steps forward that looks just like an older version of Stacy, about 40-50 you'd guess. No doubt this is Stacy's mother.

"It's fine this time Ronda. While she does need to learn how to address her superiors, it wasn't like I wasn't expecting this question. To answer it, he isn't my lover, but he isn't not my lover either."

"Well that's vague, uh, ma'am." Stacy corrects herself at the end realizing her mother was drilling a hole through her skull with her glare.

"Yes, well vague is the best I can do for you right now, sorry." She cast a quick glance at you when she apologizes as if to say she sorry to be so vague with you as well.

"If that is all for questions then, please return to your posts."

It was not surprising to you to see Courtney as a strong and composed leader even in her own house.

"Hey, uh, are these all live in staff?"

"Oh, no, no they are free to go when I return home, and the chief staff is free to go after I have eaten. I always notify them if they can leave ahead of me. The guard staff is 24/7 though."

"Ah, that makes sense. So shall we eat?"

"Well you can eat I'll have to later." Courtney looks toward the ground solemnly. You can understand how hard it must be for her that she can't enjoy food anymore.

"Come with me I have an idea!"

You grab her hand and look for a deserted room.

"Here we are, you have a cup or something we can use to store liquid?"

"Uh, I have this little container I use sometimes if I need to take some medication with me."

"That'll work let me have it!" Courtney hands it to you with a puzzled expression. As she hands it to you you undo your belt and remove your pants.

"What the hell are you doing? I told you I'd eat later! What if someone comes in!"

"No that's the thing if I cum into this you can put it on your food. Maybe then you can actually enjoy the food."

"That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard, wouldn't it taste like throwing ketchup on a piece of shit?"

"Ketchup? Isn't that a little too low class for you Ms. Stone?"

"Sh-shut up! I like ketchup, what's wrong with that! And you're changing the topic this isn't going to work!"

"Well not with that attitude it will! Look this is what's going to happen I can either give you this on your food, or you won't get any tonight."

"You wouldn't dare, you little bastard." You had to hold yourself back from flinching as Courtney gave you the cold glare she could muster. The kind of glare that made countless men and women shrivel before her.

"Listen here, if I'm hungry you'll feed me what I need that's the arrangement! Try to deny me again, just you fucking try and see what happens!"

"I'm sorry." The apology didn't surprise her as that's what she wanted, what she didn't account for was what you did next.

"What!" She cries out as you pull her into a hug.

"I don't understand what are you doing!"

"I'm sorry for teasing you, it isn't your fault you're suffering like this. I was trying to be funny, but it was just cruel. I really do just want to help you Courtney, you deserve to do what you love and that includes eating your favorite meals. I don't know if my idea could work, but even so I want to try! I want to help you Courtney!"

"You're so unfair. Sorry you didn't really deserve what I said early. It's so humiliating, but craze your cum so much. I'm just so fucked up. I can't help it I'm addicted to your cum." Her eyes get misty as she apologizes while you hold her in your arms.

"So, do you want to try it, if it doesn't work I'll be ready again later for round two."

"Ugh, fine I can't say no to you when you're so earnest like that."

"Whoa!" You yelp as Courtney drops to her knees, and gently places her mouth on your rod.

"What the hell Courtney?"

"What I need to lube it up before I jerk you off!"

"Why are you doing it in the first place?"

"Oh, um, I want to I guess."

The truth of the matter is she is literally drooling over your cock as you see a stream coming out of the right corner of her mouth. but you don't have the heart to tell her that. She stares transfixed on your cock as she reaches her hand out and starts pumping. She starts slowly at first and quickly picks up the pace. She vigorously pumps and pumps as she starts a full stream of drool flows from her mouth as she eyes you cock with a hunger you've never seen on another human's face. Soon your cock begins to spew precum out, and Courtney leans in and you notice she is smelling in deeply as she begins to squirm as her hand goes between her legs. You soon notice Courtney opening her mouth wide and you have to remind her what the goal is, and she blushes in embarrassment. She still doesn't take her eyes off your cock though. Finally you erupt into the small container. However, since your night with Courtney you ejaculate far more than you reasonably should, and your climax last long enough to fill the container. It also spills over, and quite a lot fall onto the ground.

"Ah, don't waste it!" Courtney shouts out as she drops her face onto the ground and licks the floor clean.

"Ahhh tasty!" Courtney sighs in relief as you stare on. You wonder how far she'd go for your cum, and vow to make sure never to find out. Courtney starts to come back to her senses.

"Oh, um forget about that okay?" She stands up and readjusts herself back to the professional and collected Courtney you're used to. You both sneak out container in hand as you prepare for dinner with Courtney.