Authors: Sexy India,Red Snapper
Seductive Company (21 page)
Lady Davenport's hands had quickly wrapped around India’s, sliding briefly over the rounded bottom inside her sundress. She stroked her back up to top, tugging the fabric away from the wet skin to run her fingers along it. India pressed her knee in deeper between the legs, forcing them to part, and rose up to meet the sweltering heat between them. She pulled back just to suck Lady Davenport's lower lip and then she tilted her head back the other way to push her tongue in deeper, longing to swallow her whole. However, she pulled away again, eyes flickering from side to side. India had not even noticed the people around her, of whom some had stopped their talking to watch. Lady Davenport gave them a hard stare back and grabbed India’s hand, heading for the restrooms. The chatter in the restroom was as blinding loud as the music outside. Lady Davenport headed straight for an unoccupied stall toward the back. Pulling India in with her she had to do some climbing get her legs around the toilet to shut the door. There was a little chuckle from the sink, but Lady Davenport did not care.
She lunged towards Lady Davenport with her hands flying down over her ass then down the back of her thigh to lift one leg up so she could put her knee back up to firmly press into her crotch. She grinded her knee in as they kissed again... hands flying up beneath sundresses, scooping out breasts to grasp and squeeze.
India's long fingers cover Lady Davenport's medium breasts as she leaned her head down to pulling them free of the fabric and wrapping her mouth wide around her nipple. Sucking them softly as her fingers worked at her dress. She had to touch her. The dress was down and she yanked at the sides of it, pulling Lady Davenport’s small frame completely from the wall in one jerk. Her fingers dug to the inside of the India’s panties and slipped down under her sundress. India groaned as she felt the small patch of pubic hair as she sank three fingers over the hot wet mound and outer lips. India ran her middle finger along the slit before teasing it, but Lady Davenport was so wet, her finger slipped inside sharply. Her body jerked as she inadvertently tapped her clit.
“
Mmmm, fuck me, honey,” India whispered hoarsely as she raised up to nuzzle at Lady Davenport's ear, her tongue flashing out along the lobe, teeth pulling it into her mouth.
“
Just fuck me... please,” Lady Davenport, whispered back, “Hurry!”
India groaned and hiked her thigh up her side again as the other hand dove deeper into her pants. She slides the tip of her middle finger along the silky, sodden folds and down to circle over her entrance before pushing the tip inside. She tilted it up to rub the small little grooves at her upper entrance.
"Hurry," Lady Davenport panted again.
India pushed two fingers inside and thrust them up to her knuckles. She pulled her body back and shoved her entire frame up into her again as her fingers thrusted in deeper. She jerked away and shoved forward with her whole body again. Lady Davenport bangs her back into stall of the bathroom wall. She was reaching up to grip onto the top of the doorway as she India's body shove into her. Her head is turning from side to side as she grunted.
“
Oh, my Gawd, are they...?”
India heard the voices from outside the stall. She moved her head to cover Lady Davenport's mouth with hers, languidly deeply kissing her. Both women's nostrils flared as they panted into each other's feeling of lust.
India quickened the pace and jabbed at her pussy. Her pants and panties were keeping her hand in tight, confined, but also allowing the base of her palm to grind into Lady Davenport’s clit. Her hand was soaked as she clearly heard the squelching sounds. She reached around with her other hand to sink it inside the back of the dress that covered Lady Davenport's ass and pulled her in tighter.
Lady Davenport was starting to buck back against her hand and India knew she was close, so she pushed her palm into the clit tighter. Lady Davenport tore her lips away to cry out but India's free hand swept up her back to grab onto the sweaty matted hair and pulled it back. She wrapped her lips around her throat and felt the spasms and violent quaking of her body in her hands. She held on with a strong, shaking palm furiously against her clit and every nerve grasping onto the reactions of her body.
Her hard grunt and jolt from her signaled a release from the orgasm as India pulled her palm away. She slowly pulled the fingers free and heard the squelch as they left her hole. She pushed into Lady Davenport, holding her up, supporting her against the stall as both of them panted.
India turned her head a little, bringing up her dewy wrinkled fingers to her nose to inhale sharply. She suckled her finger, turning to her and kissing her again, pushing the taste of her own cunt deep into Lady Davenport's mouth.
India leaned away into the opposite wall and watched the Lady Davenport fumble with her sundress as she paused and unrolled a bit of toilet paper and dug inside her panties to wipe some of the wetness from her crotch. India chewed her lip, longing to clean that up with her mouth and not waste it on the tissue. She opened the stall door and rested her palm on Lady Davenport’s back to walk drunkenly from the stall past the staring eyes of the other women in the room and out into the dark of the club. India pressed at her back and guided her to the door and out into the cool air. Lady Davenport leaned over India’s shoulder and whispered, “So are you going to take the job?”
s India strolled slowly out of the ladies room, she immediately spotted Jacques standing in the lobby at the entrance of the nightclub. He was diligently searching for her as he glanced around the premises trying to find her. Suddenly, his eyes lit up when he spotted her approaching him from the west. He quickly stepped toward her as she stopped in her tracks.
“
India...you look flustered, are you alright?”
She smiled as she gazed at his face, “Yes...I’m fine!” “Let’s just go into the club and get a drink okay?”
As they began to stroll into the main club area, she shortly observed Lady Davenport coming out of the ladies room. Lady Davenport sighed heavily as she stared at India and Jacques as they began strolling into the main club area. As India and Jacques strolled into the heavily populated club area, he immediately asked her a sharp-witted question, “So India...you’re leaving to go back to the United States in about two days...what’s next for you?”
She smiled as she stared up at him as she thought, “You know...I hadn’t given that much thought...I know I’ve got to give Marjorie an answer tonight on whether I will join her corporation...right now I just don’t know what I will do!”
She gazed at him, “Well Jacques...I don’t know what I’m gonna do yet but I know that I’m gonna enjoy the rest of my time here in paradise so...let’s just enjoy each other tonight, okay?”
He smiled as he replied, “Yes...I was hoping you would say that...I’d like to spend the rest of this night here with you!”
As they embraced she thought, “I really need to make sure that packet doesn’t get in the hands of the Board of Directors!”
Suddenly, Danika came strolling into the main club area and she immediately searched around for India with the hopes of changing her mind and getting her in between her silk sheets. As she searched the room, she immediate turned to her left and there they were Jacques and India engaged in a passionate embrace. They are kissing each other as he let his right hand slowly drift down to her bootylicious ass and grabs her right cheek slightly gripping it. When Danika saw, what was going on she became extremely furious. She stood there watching him play with her ass just made her more annoyed. She thought, “She just doesn’t get it huh...she’s letting that foreign muthafucka play with my ass like that...she need to just stop!”
As she continued to watch them, she took out her cell phone and dials a number she had on speed dial. As she waited for the person on the other end to answer, she was rapidly becoming bitterer as she observed her hopeful lover play with this man from France. Suddenly, she got an answer, “Hello.”
“
I got the packet...it’s gonna be alright!”
“
Okay...did you make the change like I asked you to?”
“
Yeah...they’ll be fucked up when the board reads this shit in here!” “You sure you want this to go down?” “You’ll be implicated in this as well, you know that, right?”
“
Yeah...I know that...but that’s the way it gotta go...it can’t look like I was part of setting her up...besides she should have listened to me and it wouldn’t have to come to this shit!”
“
Okay...just remember...once this goes down...there’s no turning back...understand?”
Before she could answer, tears were now rolling down her cheeks. She knew it was about to go down and she had to let it happen.
“
Yeah...do it!”
As soon as she said that, she hung up her phone and immediately began to stroll toward them. As she was making her approach, she wiped the tears from her eyes before she reach them. Suddenly, out of nowhere came Tomas, who immediately embraced her.
“
Mademoiselle...I knew you’d come...I’m so happy to see you here at the swaray!”
India and Jacques both turned around and smiled at Danika and India said, “You’re here...I’m glad you decided to come down!”
Danika smiled back at her as she thought, “Yeah...I’m gonna see how much you’re gonna be smiling when they find out what’s in that packet.”
♠♠♠
Ursula filled her glass with ice cubes and poured tea over them. She would come to grips with her intrigue now. She told herself, by the time she finished her tea, she would have made her decision, finally. However, she drank the tea as the ice cubes melted and became tepid water, Ursula continued to sit at the table with her mind vacillating.
“
What’s in this damn packet,” she thought as she continued to stare at it on the table. She knew she could not open it until India gave her the okay but she really wanted to know what was the significant of it. She picked up the packet, holding it up toward the light, trying to see if she could see something, anything to solve her curiosity. She sighed as she quickly dropped it down on the table. As she slowly watched it fall toward the table, she could not help but notice the letter opener now lying next to the packet. She smiled as she thought, “How convenient!”
She gazed at the packet as she gradually began to pick up the letter opener. She picked up the packet and sighed as she glared at it. Suddenly, as if it had a life of its own, the letter opener leisurely sunk into the crease fold of the packet. She sighed as she began to open the packet slowly as she thought, “I know I’m not supposed to do this but...!”
She opened it and then dropped it on the table again. She put her palms on her forehead as she thought, “What am I doing...I’m gonna get in trouble for this.”
She slowly opened the packet and pulled out the contents. She commenced to observe the documents, which seemed to be information on offshore accounts. As she read the documents her eyes grew as she said, “OH, MY GOD...I can’t believe this!”
She quickly put the papers back into the packet as she thought, “The board need to see this...they need to know what’s going on!”
She quickly grabbed the packet and her purse and ran quickly out of her cube toward the elevators. She was upset now as she thought about what she had just discovered.
Whatever, it was she was now genuinely disturbed as she made her way into the elevator. She turned around to face the doors as she thought, “Somebody is gonna get hurt!” “This kind of mess must be stopped and I’m gonna stop it!”
♠♠♠
Meanwhile, Marc was already up on the executive floor delivering the rest of the incoming packets to the board members when he unexpectedly overheard voices in a nearby office. He gradually stood by the entrance as he heard the conversation unfold.
“
Are you sure about that…what proof do you have that she’s the one involved?”
“
Well, Sir…Travis St. Croix, her supervisor informed me by phone that he had documentation the will prove that Ms. India Wynn has been embezzling large amounts of money from this corporation and I want to see that she goes down for this!” “He’s sending the documentation by carrier and we should have it in distribution this morning.”
“
As soon as you get this so-called documentation…will set up a board of directors meeting but in the meantime I want you to check out this story coming from Mr. St. Croix…before we take this in to the CEO…I want to make sure it’s legit before we tarnish this woman’s repetition!”
For a brief minute, Marc is traumatized at what he had just heard and tried to decipher it. Suddenly, the doors of the elevator opened and Ursula stepped out walking toward the office of the CEO’s Executive Director. As soon as Marc noticed her, he instantaneously tried to get her attention, calling her name.
“
Ursula…Ursula…please come over here…I really need to speak with you!”
She glanced over toward him as she witnessed him motioning for her to come toward him. She glanced into the Director’s office and noticed that he was still engaged in conversation with another board member; she sighed and then quickly made her way to where Marc was standing. When she reached him he grabbed her by the arm, guiding her into a nearby unoccupied conference room.
She lunged towards Lady Davenport with her hands flying down over her ass then down the back of her thigh to lift one leg up so she could put her knee back up to firmly press into her crotch. She grinded her knee in as they kissed again... hands flying up beneath sundresses, scooping out breasts to grasp and squeeze.
India's long fingers cover Lady Davenport's medium breasts as she leaned her head down to pulling them free of the fabric and wrapping her mouth wide around her nipple. Sucking them softly as her fingers worked at her dress. She had to touch her. The dress was down and she yanked at the sides of it, pulling Lady Davenport’s small frame completely from the wall in one jerk. Her fingers dug to the inside of the India’s panties and slipped down under her sundress. India groaned as she felt the small patch of pubic hair as she sank three fingers over the hot wet mound and outer lips. India ran her middle finger along the slit before teasing it, but Lady Davenport was so wet, her finger slipped inside sharply. Her body jerked as she inadvertently tapped her clit.
“
Mmmm, fuck me, honey,” India whispered hoarsely as she raised up to nuzzle at Lady Davenport's ear, her tongue flashing out along the lobe, teeth pulling it into her mouth.
“
Just fuck me... please,” Lady Davenport, whispered back, “Hurry!”
India groaned and hiked her thigh up her side again as the other hand dove deeper into her pants. She slides the tip of her middle finger along the silky, sodden folds and down to circle over her entrance before pushing the tip inside. She tilted it up to rub the small little grooves at her upper entrance.
"Hurry," Lady Davenport panted again.
India pushed two fingers inside and thrust them up to her knuckles. She pulled her body back and shoved her entire frame up into her again as her fingers thrusted in deeper. She jerked away and shoved forward with her whole body again. Lady Davenport bangs her back into stall of the bathroom wall. She was reaching up to grip onto the top of the doorway as she India's body shove into her. Her head is turning from side to side as she grunted.
“
Oh, my Gawd, are they...?”
India heard the voices from outside the stall. She moved her head to cover Lady Davenport's mouth with hers, languidly deeply kissing her. Both women's nostrils flared as they panted into each other's feeling of lust.
India quickened the pace and jabbed at her pussy. Her pants and panties were keeping her hand in tight, confined, but also allowing the base of her palm to grind into Lady Davenport’s clit. Her hand was soaked as she clearly heard the squelching sounds. She reached around with her other hand to sink it inside the back of the dress that covered Lady Davenport's ass and pulled her in tighter.
Lady Davenport was starting to buck back against her hand and India knew she was close, so she pushed her palm into the clit tighter. Lady Davenport tore her lips away to cry out but India's free hand swept up her back to grab onto the sweaty matted hair and pulled it back. She wrapped her lips around her throat and felt the spasms and violent quaking of her body in her hands. She held on with a strong, shaking palm furiously against her clit and every nerve grasping onto the reactions of her body.
Her hard grunt and jolt from her signaled a release from the orgasm as India pulled her palm away. She slowly pulled the fingers free and heard the squelch as they left her hole. She pushed into Lady Davenport, holding her up, supporting her against the stall as both of them panted.
India turned her head a little, bringing up her dewy wrinkled fingers to her nose to inhale sharply. She suckled her finger, turning to her and kissing her again, pushing the taste of her own cunt deep into Lady Davenport's mouth.
India leaned away into the opposite wall and watched the Lady Davenport fumble with her sundress as she paused and unrolled a bit of toilet paper and dug inside her panties to wipe some of the wetness from her crotch. India chewed her lip, longing to clean that up with her mouth and not waste it on the tissue. She opened the stall door and rested her palm on Lady Davenport’s back to walk drunkenly from the stall past the staring eyes of the other women in the room and out into the dark of the club. India pressed at her back and guided her to the door and out into the cool air. Lady Davenport leaned over India’s shoulder and whispered, “So are you going to take the job?”
15
As India strolled slowly out of the ladies room, she immediately spotted Jacques standing in the lobby at the entrance of the nightclub. He was diligently searching for her as he glanced around the premises trying to find her. Suddenly, his eyes lit up when he spotted her approaching him from the west. He quickly stepped toward her as she stopped in her tracks.
“
India...you look flustered, are you alright?”
She smiled as she gazed at his face, “Yes...I’m fine!” “Let’s just go into the club and get a drink okay?”
As they began to stroll into the main club area, she shortly observed Lady Davenport coming out of the ladies room. Lady Davenport sighed heavily as she stared at India and Jacques as they began strolling into the main club area. As India and Jacques strolled into the heavily populated club area, he immediately asked her a sharp-witted question, “So India...you’re leaving to go back to the United States in about two days...what’s next for you?”
She smiled as she stared up at him as she thought, “You know...I hadn’t given that much thought...I know I’ve got to give Marjorie an answer tonight on whether I will join her corporation...right now I just don’t know what I will do!”
She gazed at him, “Well Jacques...I don’t know what I’m gonna do yet but I know that I’m gonna enjoy the rest of my time here in paradise so...let’s just enjoy each other tonight, okay?”
He smiled as he replied, “Yes...I was hoping you would say that...I’d like to spend the rest of this night here with you!”
As they embraced she thought, “I really need to make sure that packet doesn’t get in the hands of the Board of Directors!”
Suddenly, Danika came strolling into the main club area and she immediately searched around for India with the hopes of changing her mind and getting her in between her silk sheets. As she searched the room, she immediate turned to her left and there they were Jacques and India engaged in a passionate embrace. They are kissing each other as he let his right hand slowly drift down to her bootylicious ass and grabs her right cheek slightly gripping it. When Danika saw, what was going on she became extremely furious. She stood there watching him play with her ass just made her more annoyed. She thought, “She just doesn’t get it huh...she’s letting that foreign muthafucka play with my ass like that...she need to just stop!”
As she continued to watch them, she took out her cell phone and dials a number she had on speed dial. As she waited for the person on the other end to answer, she was rapidly becoming bitterer as she observed her hopeful lover play with this man from France. Suddenly, she got an answer, “Hello.”
“
I got the packet...it’s gonna be alright!”
“
Okay...did you make the change like I asked you to?”
“
Yeah...they’ll be fucked up when the board reads this shit in here!” “You sure you want this to go down?” “You’ll be implicated in this as well, you know that, right?”
“
Yeah...I know that...but that’s the way it gotta go...it can’t look like I was part of setting her up...besides she should have listened to me and it wouldn’t have to come to this shit!”
“
Okay...just remember...once this goes down...there’s no turning back...understand?”
Before she could answer, tears were now rolling down her cheeks. She knew it was about to go down and she had to let it happen.
“
Yeah...do it!”
As soon as she said that, she hung up her phone and immediately began to stroll toward them. As she was making her approach, she wiped the tears from her eyes before she reach them. Suddenly, out of nowhere came Tomas, who immediately embraced her.
“
Mademoiselle...I knew you’d come...I’m so happy to see you here at the swaray!”
India and Jacques both turned around and smiled at Danika and India said, “You’re here...I’m glad you decided to come down!”
Danika smiled back at her as she thought, “Yeah...I’m gonna see how much you’re gonna be smiling when they find out what’s in that packet.”
♠♠♠
Ursula filled her glass with ice cubes and poured tea over them. She would come to grips with her intrigue now. She told herself, by the time she finished her tea, she would have made her decision, finally. However, she drank the tea as the ice cubes melted and became tepid water, Ursula continued to sit at the table with her mind vacillating.
“
What’s in this damn packet,” she thought as she continued to stare at it on the table. She knew she could not open it until India gave her the okay but she really wanted to know what was the significant of it. She picked up the packet, holding it up toward the light, trying to see if she could see something, anything to solve her curiosity. She sighed as she quickly dropped it down on the table. As she slowly watched it fall toward the table, she could not help but notice the letter opener now lying next to the packet. She smiled as she thought, “How convenient!”
She gazed at the packet as she gradually began to pick up the letter opener. She picked up the packet and sighed as she glared at it. Suddenly, as if it had a life of its own, the letter opener leisurely sunk into the crease fold of the packet. She sighed as she began to open the packet slowly as she thought, “I know I’m not supposed to do this but...!”
She opened it and then dropped it on the table again. She put her palms on her forehead as she thought, “What am I doing...I’m gonna get in trouble for this.”
She slowly opened the packet and pulled out the contents. She commenced to observe the documents, which seemed to be information on offshore accounts. As she read the documents her eyes grew as she said, “OH, MY GOD...I can’t believe this!”
She quickly put the papers back into the packet as she thought, “The board need to see this...they need to know what’s going on!”
She quickly grabbed the packet and her purse and ran quickly out of her cube toward the elevators. She was upset now as she thought about what she had just discovered.
Whatever, it was she was now genuinely disturbed as she made her way into the elevator. She turned around to face the doors as she thought, “Somebody is gonna get hurt!” “This kind of mess must be stopped and I’m gonna stop it!”
♠♠♠
Meanwhile, Marc was already up on the executive floor delivering the rest of the incoming packets to the board members when he unexpectedly overheard voices in a nearby office. He gradually stood by the entrance as he heard the conversation unfold.
“
Are you sure about that…what proof do you have that she’s the one involved?”
“
Well, Sir…Travis St. Croix, her supervisor informed me by phone that he had documentation the will prove that Ms. India Wynn has been embezzling large amounts of money from this corporation and I want to see that she goes down for this!” “He’s sending the documentation by carrier and we should have it in distribution this morning.”
“
As soon as you get this so-called documentation…will set up a board of directors meeting but in the meantime I want you to check out this story coming from Mr. St. Croix…before we take this in to the CEO…I want to make sure it’s legit before we tarnish this woman’s repetition!”
For a brief minute, Marc is traumatized at what he had just heard and tried to decipher it. Suddenly, the doors of the elevator opened and Ursula stepped out walking toward the office of the CEO’s Executive Director. As soon as Marc noticed her, he instantaneously tried to get her attention, calling her name.
“
Ursula…Ursula…please come over here…I really need to speak with you!”
She glanced over toward him as she witnessed him motioning for her to come toward him. She glanced into the Director’s office and noticed that he was still engaged in conversation with another board member; she sighed and then quickly made her way to where Marc was standing. When she reached him he grabbed her by the arm, guiding her into a nearby unoccupied conference room.
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