The morning after

Laura had a perfectly functioning biological clock, so she woke up early regardless of the previous day’s activities. It was extremely convenient for a hard-working ambitious person, but mildly inconvenient after wild nights like the last one. She woke up in the large luxurious bed with Carlo still sleeping on his side. The sheets were still moist and now she was no longer as indifferent about it as last night. She decided to use the time to take a bath, she felt slightly sore after the crazy night, but in a good way; some form of refreshment was necessary, she only regretted not having a toothbrush.

Initially Laura planned to take a shower, but when she saw the huge bathtub she changed her mind. The tub was almost as large as her entire bathroom in the broom closet-sized apartment which she rented; it also had a built-in jacuzzi (of course). She could not resist adding bubble-bath to the water; that turned out to be a… not so good idea, almost. The streams of the jacuzzi created a mountain of bubbles which fortunately did not pour out of the tub; for a moment the woman felt like a little kid playing with toys at someone else’s house.

Laura did not hear Carlo get up, so she realised he was awake only when he entered the bathroom and she saw a glimpse of him through the bubbles.

“I see that you’re having fun without me,” the man said with a smile.

He was as naked as herself.

“Wanna join me?” she asked in a teasing voice.

“I’m not sure if I can still fit there with all the bubbles.”

“Make space by jumping in.”

Carlo did not follow that suggestion, he joined her not only in the bath, but also in the playful mood though. They splashed each other with water, then washed one another’s bodies, diligently and thoroughly. Once they got out the man took a large fluffy towel from a cupboard and dried Laura’s body, she then returned the favor.

“You can use this” Carlo said as he handed her a toothbrush taken from a different cupboard “It’s new.”

He then proceeded to brush his own teeth with a different one. The toothbrush he gave Laura was pink and she suspected that he had more of them for exactly such occasions. Her suspicions were confirmed when he later offered her a robe, so she would not eat the breakfast naked. The item was light, short, pink and very girly, it was comfortable, but at the same time made the woman feel sexy. She liked it and did not mind that she was Carlo’s just another trophy; after all she had enjoyed the last night and it had been her plan from the very beginning. The man also gave her a pair of equally pink fluffy slippers; she was not wearing any lingerie underneath the robe. He dressed himself more fully in a white shirt and black trousers.

Laura was surprised when Carlo offered her a full breakfast, with fresh bread, butter, smoked meat, cheese tomatoes and a delicious coffee; apparently she had missed the part when they got engaged. They ate the meal at a leisurely pace and made some small talk again, it was smooth and pleasant. After breakfast they moved to a couch in the main room, Carlo also squeezed citrus fruit in a juicer and took two glasses of tasty fresh juice with him. Laura thought that she would not mind waking up to such a morning every day.

The romantic morning might have turned into something more, if it was not interrupted by a bell.

“Ah crap!” Carlo cursed “I forgot, it’s my accountant. We were supposed to meet today.”

“Should I leave?” Laura tried to hide the disappointment in her voice.

“No. Please, stay here. I’ll try to make it quick. I’m really sorry,” Carlo on the other hand was not hiding his letdown “last night was so good I forgot about business” he added with a wink.

The man stood up and approached the household intercom, he looked at the camera, then opened the door without engaging in a conversation.

The accountant had been waiting by the door downstairs, but a few moments later the elevator brought him up. He was a tall man who tried to imitate his boss’ dressing style but his suit was not tailored well enough for his skinny body. He was relatively young and apparently modern, because instead of a suitcase he carried a laptop in a bag.

“Good morning, boss. I got bad news,” he said with a solemn face.

“Let me hear it,” Carlo gestured towards the table by which Laura was sitting.

The accountant’s gaze lingered on the girl’s half-naked body for a while, a mixture of attraction and uncertainty was clear on his face.

“She’s okay,” the boss clarified simply and it settled the matter.

Carlo sat next to Laura, the accountant put the laptop on the table and pulled a chair to be able to sit nearby and show the figures on the screen to his employer. He tried hard not to sneak gazes on Laura and mostly succeeded once he began to talk about numbers.

“We’re going to pay record taxes this month. The income is growing rapidly which is good, but the cost and investments can’t be deducted in a way we’d want them to.”

Then he proceeded to explain the details, he supported his words with tables on the screen. Carlo listened carefully and so did Laura. She learnt that the man owned not only the club, but also two restaurants, two coffee shops and, last but not least, a casino; he also had a huge mansion outside of the city. After a few minutes of listening she blurted out in an un-lawyer-like fashion:

“You could pay virtually no taxes, if you set it all correctly.”

The accountant looked at her in complete disbelief, he most likely expected that the statue would talk sooner than one of the boss’ bimbos. Carlo was astonished as well, but not nearly as shocked, he had already noticed that Laura was a smart young woman and not a regular club girl. For a second he wondered whether he has been too careless, but then he asked:

“Who are you?”

There was no threat in his voice, but still Laura regretted bragging about her skill and knowledge in such a rush fashion.

“A lawyer,” she laid out the basic truth, “I help big corporations evade taxes every day. With strict respect to the law.”

“And you think we could evade them as well?” the boss asked in a curious lightly amused tone.

The woman could see that the accountant’s pride was hurt, but he was smart enough to remain silent and let the boss do the talking. At that very moment his opinion did not matter and it was Carlo whom she needed to persuade. She swiftly regained confidence, now that she was on the familiar ground of law and taxes.

“You’d need to restructure your businesses, register them under new forms and include the mansion as a part of the casino.”

Laura then proceeded to broadly explain all the legal tricks. She missed the fact that her robe has loosened and revealed a bit more of her breasts than intended. The accountant was in total shock, he could not believe how a bimbo (albeit incredibly hot one) could know such things. He tried to look at her mouth as she spoke, but his gaze kept wandering to her exposed breasts and legs. Carlo on the other hand was listening attentively.

“All of that is obviously perfectly legitimate,” Laura ended.

By the time she finished her robe loosened up almost completely and she was sitting on the couch mostly naked with her legs crossed and her crotch barely covered. Carlo, with a mildly patronising but amused smile, reached out and properly covered the girl’s body with the robe. This action caused her to blush; how could she have missed that not so insignificant details like her own nudity? Especially in the presence of a new stranger.

“Are you looking for a job?” the boss simply asked when his hands left her body, his face and tone suddenly serious.

Laura had been thinking about changing her employer, but in her wildest dreams she would have never expected that it could look like THAT. A devious smile creeped onto her face and she answered:

“I have a three month period of notice,” the way she expressed it left no doubts that she was saying ‘yes’.

“That’s fine. I could hire you part-time right away and until then you’d coach Shaun, so that later he could work as your assistant.”

The accountant, whose name was apparently Shaun, remained silent although displeasure was clear on his face. He was aware he might not have been the best of accountants, but he had never imagined that he would be bested in such circumstances by a half-naked bimbo; he was not an overly imaginative person, as accountants tended to be.

“Right, Shaun?” Carlo addressed his employee, so the young man finally needed to react verbally.

Loyalty ultimately beat other feelings and in a resigned voice he answered:

“Yes, boss.”

Shaun soon left the apartment, no-one said anything about firing him but he was slightly uncertain about his future. He was angry at the weird bimbo (could he even call her such?), but also honest enough to admit that she was simply better than him, an actual educated lawyer and not a mere accountant after several courses. Loyalty to his boss prevailed again and he internally decided to simply follow commands; if he were to remain employed that is.

When Shaun left Carlo turned back to Laura with a lustful smile.

“Where did we finish?”

He approached her and opened her robe partially exposing her breasts.

“Somewhere around here,” the girl replied and began to unbutton his shirt.

This time Laura assisted her man in undressing, she caressed his chest as she took off his shirt and teased the bulge in his pants before opening the zipper. But she did not dive for his cock right away, first the pair shared a long sensual kiss. They did everything slower than yesterday, their passion was not gone, but some signs of tiredness remained. Laura’s pussy did not feel as sore as she had feared on the previous day, but it sure remembered well the pounding it had received.

Once all of their clothes were gone the pair shared another long kiss, varied by a lot of caressing and fondling of one another’s bodies. Later they proceeded to other forms of oral pleasure. Laura still wanted to practice deepthroating, but it did not necessarily have to be the first thing in the morning. They settled on a leisurely-paced sixty-nine, right there on the couch; this activity also involved a lot of touching and teasing.

When the lovers prepared one another with their mouths came the time for the main dish. Laura laid back on the couch and Carlo bent her in half by lifting her legs and placing her knees by her head; she was happy to make use of her flexibility. Her pussy was right by the edge and thus easily accessible. The man was once again careful and gentle, which Laura appreciated, she was in the mood for sensual lovemaking, not rough fucking. Fortunately so was Carlo and that was exactly what they did. Their pace was leisurely, there were many pauses for kissing and caressing. Ultimately the man once again managed to withhold his oragsm until his lover climaxed first. They took a quick shower together before dressing up again.

Laura had no other clothes, so she put on her yesterday’s outfit. Carlo drove the woman to her apartment personally, so they could seriously discuss the details of her employment; he owned a red Fiat 124 Spider, convertible from 1970. As if the morning sex was not meaningful enough, to signify that he considered their relationship to not be purely professional he kept his right hand on her thigh most of the time and picked it up only to change gears. Carlo did not intend to drop Laura at her home and leave, he expected her to change, do makeup, pick up the necessary things and join him for the rest of the weekend. Of course he asked her politely, if that was her wish; she agreed enthusiastically.

Once inside she put on a short summer dress in a colour that matched the little car which drove her here, underneath she wore a set of lace lingerie in a brighter shade of red. A pair of wedged heels went onto her feet, a bit shorter and more comfortable than last night’s stilettos. Natural makeup completed her wholesome youthful look.

Laura’s life was about to change drastically, but all signs suggested that it was for the better. With a bright smile on her face and a hopeful mind she left her apartment and joined Carlo for the rest of the sunny weekend.