RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System-Chapter 220: Pleasured And Aggrieved

The flight to Los Angeles didn't take long. Within 2 hours and some minutes, we touched down at the city's international airport and exited the plane.

Entering the airport lobby, we were quickly approached by Nadia, who wore a stoic expression. Helping the girls with some of their baggage, she led us to the car park.

"Do you have a thing for stuck-up secretaries?" Sophie leaned in and whispered to me.

"They are hardworking and obedient. I can't say the same for you."

"Hey, I can be a secretary too."

"I'd probably fire you on the first day."

"No, you won't. I'll drain your dick and feed you any time of the day. Something tells me she won't."

Hearing Sophie's argument, I moved my gaze to Nadia, and watching her move, licked my lips.

The trip to Europe had caused me a major delay, but now that I was back, I planned to resume the conquering of my secretary.

Directing Nadia, who was in the driver's seat, rather than return the girls to their parents' houses, I took them to Sophie's place as they requested, and this time helped them move the heavy load their feminine hearts had acquired.

"Won't you stay?" Isabelle asked, her gaze clear and free of wariness.

Standing in the living room, I was completely ready to depart, but I could not ignore the needy look in her eyes.

"Are you forgetting you're supposed to be preparing for school tomorrow?"

"A little fun won't hurt," Isabella said, catwalking to me, reminding me that she was a woman and could be just as deadly as Sophie.

"Please, Papi," she said when she got to me, one hand cupping my balls through my pants and the other stroking my cheek while she looked up at me with a pout.

"I won't listen to any excuses if I find out you somehow messed up tomorrow."

"I won't," Isabella smiled brightly, grabbing my arm and leading me over to the couch.

Sitting and spreading my legs, I watched as the dark-haired beauty expertly undid my belt, unzipped my pants, pulled them down, and then took out my meat.

Pressing it to her nose, Isabella took in a long whiff. Squeezing my still soft meat and then licking around, she put the top in her mouth, instantly devouring nearly all of my cock and then beginning to suck.

Pushing her hair to the back, I kept my gaze locked on Isabella's as she bobbed her head on my rod, having it gradually harden in her mouth.

Rather than be pushed back by my enlarging length, Isabella swallowed it, and in the tight, warm confines of her throat, my cock fully awoke.

Having the entire 7.5 inches in her mouth, Isabella's eyes widened, and it wasn't just the length that she had to deal with, but the girth, which pressed and widened her throat.

"Talk about stuffed like a bunny," a voice said from behind me, the owner leaning over the couch and wrapping their arms around my neck.

"Is she doing it well, Daddy?" Sophie asked, her palms going over my chest, where she began pinching my nipples.

"She's being a wonderful girl."

Filled with my dick, Isabella began moving her head up and down, her actions eliciting groans from me.

I softly stroked her hair as she worked, and when she finally pulled her head off me, unable to suppress her need for oxygen, Sophie walked around, came before me, and fell to her knees.

With two fingers, she lifted my drenched dick, her eyes going over the saliva that dripped down from it, and then leaning forward, captured the crown of my meat.

From the side, rubbing her throat and refilling her lungs with oxygen, Isabella undid the buttons of her blouse, taking it off and dropping it to the side.

Reaching behind her, she undid her bra, and then crawling forward, got between my legs beside Sophie. While the blonde focused on my crown, she went to my shaft.

"I guess it's going to be a while."

...........

It took me a while to satisfy my two babies, and when I exited the car, I walked to a black Mercedes S-Class and had a look through the driver's door.

Within, Nadia had a couple of books open, and she was furiously scribbling down some notes.

From her actions, it was obvious she had investigated the reason for my delay and then decided to use her time wisely.

Knock! Knock!

Tapping on the window, I got Nadia's attention, her eyes widening, and she quickly opened the door.

"Sir, I didn't see you there."

"No problem," I waved her off. "Move over, I'll drive."

There was a moment of hesitation from Nadia, and then she hurriedly packed up the open books around and crawled over to the passenger seat.

I watched her butt as she moved and then took a seat, letting out a heavy breath. Just as I was about to turn the car key, though, Nadia spoke.

"Sir, am I an annoyance to you?"

The woman's gaze was fixed solid on me, and looking into her eyes, I shook my head.

"No."

"Do you look down on me?"

"No, I appreciate you and the work you do."

"With all due respect, sir, I seriously doubt that. I understand that you want your freedom and have your secrets, but not only did you go to Colorado without giving me a heads-up, you departed the continent without a single word to me."

Nadia's tone was calm and moderate as she spoke, and it had my hands frozen until she was done. I turned the key and started the car engine.

"Vrooom," the smooth sound of the engine echoed.

"When did you buy the car?"

My question stunned Nadia, whose heart was still heavily thumping after just letting out her grievance.

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Clearing her throat, she pushed some strands of her hair to the back and gave me an answer.

"Last week."

"I thought you were going to find a driver. What happened?"

"I was going to, but then changed my mind. If you want to be driven, I'll drive you. If we urgently need a driver, though, I have one on standby."

Nodding, I put the car in gear and drove out on the road, nodding my head as I rolled down the window.

"Did she scold you?" I suddenly asked.

"Who?"

"You know who."

"Yes."

"How bad?"

"She made me feel incompetent."

"Do you think she was in the right?"

Nadia took a few seconds to think, and then her shoulders fell.

"She wasn't completely wrong."

It wasn't a direct answer, but I was satisfied with it.

"Well, I'm also sorry for disappearing on you. I'll do my best to keep you in the loop."

"Thank you."

"You want to know where I went?"

"Should I?"

"Very good question," I chuckled.