“Aunt Lucy… I’m going to crush you under my foot. Just wait!”

Adam quickly opened the topmost file and scribbled the signature in one quick and continuous movement. “Perfect…” he smiled, but that didn’t last long as the signature was his own and not of the real CEO. “Crap.” He quickly tore the page from the file and tossed it into his mouth while looking at the door. Luckily, no one came inside.

He then went on to sign over three hundred documents, and his wrist really hurt by the end of it.

To add insult to his injury, Evelyn remarked that his signatures were sloppy. Nevertheless, they weren’t for financial matters, so there was no real issue there.

Adam didn’t stay for long in his room, as he had a place to visit for lunch. CEO Adam always visited the most popular restaurant of the city, Ducksbelly, famous for its meat dishes, but it was also infamous for using its female waiters to wear duck costumes that exposed their belly buttons. Though there was nothing else wrong or vulgar with the costumes, it just didn’t go well with some sections of customers.

The new driver, a tall, bald black guy, was taking Adam to the restaurant in a black limousine. Along the way, Adam saw through the glass window and noticed some beggars sitting on the side of the road. Some of them were older than him, but some were as young as sixteen. There were some begging for money, and some scratching lottery tickets. His heart ached for them, for he used to do the same things in the past.

“Is everything alright, sir?” the driver asked, staring at Adam through the rear-view mirror. He wondered if sitting in the car was bringing back the traumatic experience to his Young Master, so he slowed down the car.

“Yeah,” Adam replied and took an audible breath. “I’m fine. Keep going.”

“Okay.”

Soon, they reached the restaurant. The guards were stopping anyone from entering. When the people asked them in anger, they responded saying that the entire restaurant was reserved.

Upn hearing their words, Adam was turning around. However, one of the guards called out for him.

“Mr. Adam. Please stop,” the guard ran over. “You can enter the first floor.”

“Oh, thank you.” Adam quickly entered the restaurant.

“He can enter, but we can’t?” some people complained. “Let us go to the first floor as well. If this is about money, I can pay! Tell me. How much?”

The guards tried their best to calm the people down. “This isn’t about money, sirs. He’s an important customer to us, so…”

“Are you saying we’re not important?”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Meanwhile, Adam took the lift to the first floor. He saw through the glass screen all the commotion going on the ground floor. “It looks like a film shoot. The producer must be filthy rich for him to book the entire restaurant for a day.” He could see that some of the film’s crew was sleeping on the side. “Geez, some people really don’t know how to spend the money. If I was the producer, I would never let them get even a wink before the movie gets done!”

The lift stopped. The doors opened, but he couldn’t get out, for a stunning blonde in a waiter costume was standing outside with a big smile on her face.

“Sorry,” he said. “You can come in first, and I’ll exit.”

“Long time no see, Adam,” she stepped in but blocked his way with her arm, which then unhesitatingly moved down and firmly grabbed his junk.

Adam took a big step back, looking greatly shocked. His hands covered his crotch before he knew it. “W-What are you doing?”

The door closed. She pressed the 2nd floor’s button, which was the roof.

“You know what I’m doing,” she pressed him against the glass wall and loosened his tie. “Since the last time, I’ve been with many, but none has your girth.” She slid her hand up and down the tie as though she was actually stroking his thing. “Aren’t you itching to shove your thing down my throat again?”

“N-No, I want to do it with the woman I love,” he somehow voiced his mind, or this woman seemed like she might go the distance.

“Woman you love?” she raised her brows a little. “What are you talking about?” she paused for a second and looked at herself. “Ah, you’re trying to roleplay like the last time?” her lips blossomed into a wide grin. “Sorry for being slow.”

The lift stopped. She pulled him out by the tie while their eyes kept staring at one another. He suddenly remembered who this woman was. She was the A-list Indian American actress Reena who demanded 5 to 10 million dollars per film. However, what shocked Adam was that she had a clean reputation unlike what she was trying to do now.

She pushed him into one of the walls built to hold the water tanks. “Tell me you want…” she moved closer and whispered the last word with emphasis, “IT.”

“No, no, no. This isn’t right.” He shook his head for emphasis; however, she thought he was just roleplaying.

“How cute. Even though we’ve already done it a few times, I really feel turned on right now,” she lowered herself and unfastened his belt with force. Was she about to do what he was thinking? She, the A-list actress, with him? On a rooftop where she could be seen from a distant building? None of this made sense. But there’s no doubt that this was happening. This wasn’t a dream.

Her gaze flickered with anticipation and gladness as though she was aware of the weapon she was about to witness. She viciously pulled his pants down and undies simultaneously. Even though it wasn’t her first time seeing it, her eyes still widened for a long few seconds. Thick and long it was, slightly bigger than she remembered, but what startled her was its slightly upturned shape. With the pre-juices glistening at the pinkish tip, the uncircumsized manhood looked much more beautiful now for some reason. “My, my… it’s poking up now. I don’t remember this happening before.” She grabbed it firmly, sending a surge of electricity throughout his body. It began twitching and throbbing. “Wow, would you look at that? I haven’t even coated it in my saliva, and it’s already showing its true colors. It seems you’ve saved up a lot in your store. I guess it’s expected after the nasty accident you’ve been through.” As she looked up and saw the tension rising within him, she flushed and flicked her tongue just so that she wiped off the pre-juices, but it was enough to make Adam stand on his toes. “Now, let me lighten your burdens.”

Like a hungry widow jumping on a hot dog, she took his big little brother into her mouth and went further and further until it hit the back of her throat. She went from zero to full intense mode in a second. There was no delicacy at all. When she ran out of air, she let it out for a second before putting her tongue work around his tip and under its length.

As she made barbaric love to his erection, he was completely at her mercy, submissive to every twisting and turning motion of her tongue and her lips to boot. Seeing him grunting and quivering and standing on toes to every movement she made, she was thrilled, but that thrill didn’t last long as he blew a hot load all over her face. Thick and strongly-scented. A premium among premiums.

Adam was gasping like a chicken that had run a marathon. A pearlescent drop glinted at the tip of his phallus and grew into white liquid taking the shape of a loose white balloon, then hung at the tip. He thought it was over, but she put his still-excited pee-pee in her mouth again, this time swirling it around by moving her head so that she would take in every precious drop he had to offer.

Adam’s eyes rolled back in response to her hunger. The intense sensation of his manhood moving against her lips, teeth, and throat was just too much. This deep of a pleasure was a thousand, no, a zillion times more profound than masturbating. This was nothing like he had ever experienced before. He had no idea he could feel so many sensations around the tip of his cock, but thanks to this hard-working actress, he felt like he won a lottery, the biggest of them all.

As their eyes connected, she worked even harder. This caused him to moan harder and louder. And when she bit on his male member, his nerves bulged, and he ejaculated again. This time, however, she swallowed every bit of it. When she let his manhood out of her mouth, she kissed it at its tip and giggled a little. Her expression and action was not slut-like, and he clearly felt the care she had shown on him. Everything she had done pleased him a lot, and his face flushed greatly. Perhaps, he began to take a great liking to her without himself knowing.

Marrying this A-list actress wouldn’t be impossible if he were to be the real CEO, but because he’s not, he could also see a seed of sadness blooming in the depths of his heart. The fact that he might not get to marry the woman who had opened a new world of pleasure to him hurt his virgin heart.

“Now,” she sat back on the hot roof and touched her crotch. “It’s your turn to thrill me.”

“N-No,” he looked shocked. “I can’t do this to you.” He pulled his pants up and ran to the lift.

“Are you still roleplaying?” she chuckled. “You really are so natural at acting, but I’m too turned on to chase after you now, so why don’t you come here and give me some good pounding?”

The lift came up, and he rushed inside without even looking at her. The door closed, and the lift left.

Reena blinked twice. “Hey…” her expression froze, and her voice raised. “Enough with the silly jokes, and come on up.” Seconds turned into a minute, but he didn’t show up. She gritted her teeth as she wiped the liquid off her face. “This mother fucker dares to use me like I’m some cum dumpster?” A scary reddish glow appeared deep behind her eyes. “Adam ‘Fucking’ Conreid... Whether you lost your brain cells during the accident or not, I’m going to make you pay dearly for this humiliation!”