and bulletin boards
all over Omaha about Thomas Greywolf Galvin. Why did you stop using
your middle name?"
Thomas took a sip of water and gave her a
smile of self-derision. "I was so busy showing everyone that I was
a successful Native American that I couldn't see the deception
under my own nose. My ex-wife Elise and I were becoming the "it"
couple in Omaha. There wasn't a party we weren't invited and our
list of rich and powerful clients escalated.
Then I got wind of some nasty rumors that our
clients were losing money on bogus land deals; deals that I knew
nothing about. Some of the powerful clients filed suit and our
other clients quickly jumped on the bandwagon. We quickly went from
being Omaha's darlings to the scourge of the city. The middle name
I so proud was flashed all over the nightly news and newspapers.
Hell, we even made the national news."
Connie sat there quietly listening to what
was obviously a lousy time in his life. Did he really think she
wouldn't want him in her life because of his past? "You don't have
to rehash your past Thomas..."
Thomas ran his forefinger down her cheek.
"Yes I do, I want you to realize that I'm not that same clown. I
learned my lesson. Anyway, all of my assets were frozen, and my
parents stepped in and hired the best lawyer in the mid-west for
me. After a year of accusations and court drama, I was found
innocent, and my wife ended up in prison."
"So you stopped using your middle name
because you feel as though tarnished it?"
"Greywolf was my grandfather's name, he was a
proud Santee Sioux, and I brought shame to his name."
Connie got up and grasped his face, "you have
nothing to be ashamed of Thomas!"
Thomas pulled her into his
arms. "If I hadn't been so intent on showing everyone how smart and
successful I was. I probably would have seen the disaster my trophy
wife was stirring up around my head. I learned whom my true friends
are, and I realized that my family is stronger than I gave them
credit. Now that you've finished your
lunch, and you heard all the details of my past. I'm ready for you
to tease me into submission."
Connie was glad to see that they day hadn't
been ruined. Thomas was back in rare form and ready to take up
where they left off in the bedroom. She grabbed his hand and pulled
him down the hallway to her bedroom. "This may take the next couple
of days; I have a whole dresser full of toys."
Thomas picked her up and carried Constantina
the rest of the way to her bedroom. "Again my sweet Constantina,
I'm at your disposal."
***
Chapter 8
Connie woke early, surround by the warmth of
Thomas's body. She pushed back against his hard length, daring him
to wake up and take her again. She had more sex last night than she
had in the past year, longer if she considered good sex into the
equation.
She wanted to taste him again before she went
downstairs to work out. She pulled out of his arms and took a tour
of his body with her lips and tongue. He accommodated her by
spreading his legs as she moved between them kissing and licking
her way up to the prize. Connie worked the thickness of his
erection into her mouth using her tongue to swirl around the fat
tip. His deep groans spurred her forward, fueling her determination
to make him come quickly.
"Constantina, I want to come inside you."
"Not this time Thomas." Her hands continued
to rub his hard length as she sucked the sheer essence out of him.
He grabbed her head taking control as he guided his cock deep into
her throat.
"Baby that feels so good. Take all of it down
your throat!"
Connie felt his testicles swell as she worked
her mouth up and down his hard ridge. He was getting closer to the
point of no return. She grabbed the base of his cock and sucked him
hard until he erupted in her mouth. Connie didn't waste any of his
release; she made sure she licked it all up. When she was done, she
crawled up beside him, kissed him thoroughly as the bristly hair on
his face scratched hers.
"Go back to sleep
all over Omaha about Thomas Greywolf Galvin. Why did you stop using
your middle name?"
Thomas took a sip of water and gave her a
smile of self-derision. "I was so busy showing everyone that I was
a successful Native American that I couldn't see the deception
under my own nose. My ex-wife Elise and I were becoming the "it"
couple in Omaha. There wasn't a party we weren't invited and our
list of rich and powerful clients escalated.
Then I got wind of some nasty rumors that our
clients were losing money on bogus land deals; deals that I knew
nothing about. Some of the powerful clients filed suit and our
other clients quickly jumped on the bandwagon. We quickly went from
being Omaha's darlings to the scourge of the city. The middle name
I so proud was flashed all over the nightly news and newspapers.
Hell, we even made the national news."
Connie sat there quietly listening to what
was obviously a lousy time in his life. Did he really think she
wouldn't want him in her life because of his past? "You don't have
to rehash your past Thomas..."
Thomas ran his forefinger down her cheek.
"Yes I do, I want you to realize that I'm not that same clown. I
learned my lesson. Anyway, all of my assets were frozen, and my
parents stepped in and hired the best lawyer in the mid-west for
me. After a year of accusations and court drama, I was found
innocent, and my wife ended up in prison."
"So you stopped using your middle name
because you feel as though tarnished it?"
"Greywolf was my grandfather's name, he was a
proud Santee Sioux, and I brought shame to his name."
Connie got up and grasped his face, "you have
nothing to be ashamed of Thomas!"
Thomas pulled her into his
arms. "If I hadn't been so intent on showing everyone how smart and
successful I was. I probably would have seen the disaster my trophy
wife was stirring up around my head. I learned whom my true friends
are, and I realized that my family is stronger than I gave them
credit. Now that you've finished your
lunch, and you heard all the details of my past. I'm ready for you
to tease me into submission."
Connie was glad to see that they day hadn't
been ruined. Thomas was back in rare form and ready to take up
where they left off in the bedroom. She grabbed his hand and pulled
him down the hallway to her bedroom. "This may take the next couple
of days; I have a whole dresser full of toys."
Thomas picked her up and carried Constantina
the rest of the way to her bedroom. "Again my sweet Constantina,
I'm at your disposal."
***
Chapter 8
Connie woke early, surround by the warmth of
Thomas's body. She pushed back against his hard length, daring him
to wake up and take her again. She had more sex last night than she
had in the past year, longer if she considered good sex into the
equation.
She wanted to taste him again before she went
downstairs to work out. She pulled out of his arms and took a tour
of his body with her lips and tongue. He accommodated her by
spreading his legs as she moved between them kissing and licking
her way up to the prize. Connie worked the thickness of his
erection into her mouth using her tongue to swirl around the fat
tip. His deep groans spurred her forward, fueling her determination
to make him come quickly.
"Constantina, I want to come inside you."
"Not this time Thomas." Her hands continued
to rub his hard length as she sucked the sheer essence out of him.
He grabbed her head taking control as he guided his cock deep into
her throat.
"Baby that feels so good. Take all of it down
your throat!"
Connie felt his testicles swell as she worked
her mouth up and down his hard ridge. He was getting closer to the
point of no return. She grabbed the base of his cock and sucked him
hard until he erupted in her mouth. Connie didn't waste any of his
release; she made sure she licked it all up. When she was done, she
crawled up beside him, kissed him thoroughly as the bristly hair on
his face scratched hers.
"Go back to sleep
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