"Get off my back," Carlo snarled. "If you're bored, go back to LA by yourself. This country air is good for people. We can swim, hike, ride horses, fish-hell, there's plenty to do."
"But it's all so boring," Nadine moaned.
"Oh, yeah?" Carlo said. "Well, I know one thing
we can do that ain't boring. At least I never noticed before that it bored you."
He walked over to her and kissed her savagely, bending her head back, forcing his tongue deep into her mouth. Nadine made a muffled protest and pushed at his shoulders, but even the big tall girl wasn't a match for Carlo's ape-like strength. As he kissed her, he ran his hands possessively over her body. At last he broke the kiss with a laugh.
"Get your clothes off," he said, starting to remove his tie. "I'll see that you're not bored for the next half our or so."
"Even THAT's getting boring," said Nadine. "It seems like it's all we ever do any more-fuck, fuck, fuck."
"Oh, Christ, I just can't please you, can I?" Carlo said disgustedly. "Well, I give up. I just wanta get laid, baby, whether it bores you or not-so get on over to that bed. Get your clothes off, unless you want me to tear them off."
"Animal," Nadine snapped.
Nevertheless she started to undress, not wanting Carlo to tear her expensive clothing. Again Michelle admired the girl's incredible body. Nadine was like a gorgeous giantess, with everything bigger than life size. Her great watermelon-shaped tits stuck straight out as-she removed her bra, and Carlo ogled them hungrily.
"Yeah, that's more like it," he said with a grin.
"I still wanta go back to L.A.," said Nadine.
"Shut up," Said Carlo, ending the discussion.
Michelle wondered how it would be to go to bed with such a brutal unfeeling man, how it would be to fuck somebody you didn't even like. She found
it hard to imagine. She was so turned on to the idea of balling that she couldn't imagine not feeling hot for a man. But clearly Nadine wasn't pleased about being ordered to fuck Carlo.
The girl undressed slowly and sullenly, stopping often to brush her long thick black hair out of her eyes. Carlo stripped in a matter of seconds and lay on the bed watching her. Michelle didn't know which impressed her most, the thick mat of black hair which seemed to cover most of his body, or his stiff hard-on.
His cock hugged his belly, fat and pale and swollen, capped with a big bulbous purple head that was drooling little bubbles of juice. He licked his lips as he watched Nadine, and when she was finally naked his eyes focused hotly on her large triangular black bush. His cock leaked more sticky juice as she approached the bed.
"I'm telling you, Carlo," she said peevishly, "if you don't find more for me to do around here, I'm going back to L.A."
"Oh, Jesus, you still harping on that?" he said. "Give it a rest, baby, will you? I don't want to hear how bored you are when I'm balling you. Now just lie down here and be a good girl."
He seized her wrist and tugged her down onto the bed. She crashed heavily beside him, on her back. Carlo didn't waste any time getting down to business. He used his knees to force her long legs apart, and he scrambled eagerly between her thighs. Michelle watched him poke the fat engorged head of his prick into Nadine's small moist cunt mouth. He pushed, and his cock glided into her.
"Yeah, yeah," Carlo sighed. "You're so hot in there baby."
Nadine just stared at the ceiling, not at all turned on. Carlo's tight-muscled ass bounced up and down as he fucked her, and Michelle watched avidly as his prick zipped in and out of Nadine's stretched pink pussy lips. Michelle wished she were getting balled, too, now that she knew how much fun it was.
"What the hell you think you're doing?"
The voice came from right behind her, and Michelle gasped and whirled around to see a big powerful man. She recognized him as one of Carlo's bodyguards. She turned beet red. Oh, God, she should have kept her vow and never spied again. Now she was really in trouble.
The big man glanced over her head and saw what she'd been watching-Carlo busily humping Nadine. He growled and seized her by the shoulder. He knocked at the connecting door but didn't look into the room, politely averting his eyes.
"Yeah, what is it?" Carlo said.
"We got trouble, boss," said the bodyguard. "I caught somebody spying on you just now-one of the maids."
"Oh, shit," said Carlo. "Just a second." There was the sound of bedsprings and rustling clothes. "Okay, bring her in"
The bodyguard steered Michelle into the main room. Nadine brushed past her and into her own room and closed the door. She looked relieved to have gotten away from Carlo. Michelle wished she, too, could escape. She was going to lose her job for sure. Carlo Rossi looked furious.
He was sitting up in bed wearing a blue satin robe and chewing on a cigar. He glared at Michelle, then spoke to the bodyguard. "Okay, now what's all this about? You say she was spying?"
"Yeah," the guard replied. "I come in through Miss Nadine's room, and here was this chick watching you through a 'little crack in the door. Watching you and Miss Nadine, uh-"
"Yeah, I get the picture. Okay, Eddie, leave her here. You can wait outside," Carlo said.
Michelle was glad to have those giant fingers off her shoulder, but she didn't look forward to facing Carlo. He was a rich and powerful man. Certainly he'd have her fired, but he might have other punishments in mind, too.
"Your name's Michelle, isn't it?" he asked.
"Yes, sir," she said dismally. "Look, Mr. Rossi, I can save you a lot of time. I'm guilty. I did what your man said. I know you'll want me fired, so I'll just go turn in my uniform and-"
"Wait, wait, slow don," said Carlo. "Maybe I don't wanta handle it that way. I wanta talk to you first. Come over here and sit next to me."
Michelle did as she was asked, wondering what in the world he could want to talk about. She'd confessed and offered to quit her job already. She sat on the edge of the bed beside Carlo Rossi. He looked her over quickly, admiring her slim but curvy young body in the tight red shorts and t-shirt.
"Take off your shirt," he said.
"What?" Michelle said, gawking at him.
"You heard me," he said. "If you do as I say, maybe you won't get fired. Who knows?"
Michelle thought about it for a moment, then pulled her shirt off. What did she have to lose? She wanted desperately to keep her job, and if it would help to show Carlo Rossi her tits, then she'd show him her tits. He certainly looked pleased when he saw the plump fine globes with their pretty little pink nipples.
"Hey, nice," he murmured. He slipped his hands under her warm silky tits and gently caressed them. Michelle felt strange-repulsed yet excited. "Now tell me, Michelle," he said softly as he fondled her breasts, "how come you were spying on me and my lady friend?"
Michelle blushed and sighed. She might as well get the most embarrassing part over with. "I-I can't seem to help myself, Mr. Rossi," she said. "I know I shouldn't watch people when they're, uh, getting it on, but somehow I just can't resist."
Carlo studied her carefully. "It turns you on?" he said. "You get excited when you watch other people ball?"
Michelle nodded, her face flaming. "I'm afraid so, she said.
Carlo grinned. "Far out," he said. "I thought only guys were like that. I never heard of a girl Peeping Tom but is that all you like to do, just look? Don't you like to get in on the action, too?"
"Oh, yes," Michelle said, blushing. "Sure, I'm normal in that respect. I just like to watch, too, that's all."
Carlo chuckled to himself. "You're a weird chick," he said. "Well, I'll tell you what, honey. You can have your choice-either lose your job or ball me.
Michelle blushed hotly. Somehow those words were getting to sound very familiar. Only a few hours ago Ray Benton had said the same thing to her. Well, it was nobody's fault but her own. If only she could cure herself of the childish habit of spying on people. But right now she had to make a decision.
Did she want to fuck Carlo Rossi? In fact, no, she didn't. She didn't like the man, and she remembered how brutally he'd balled Nadine. But did she want to lose her job? No-she'd already sacrificed her virginity to keep it. And she'd rather fuck a man she didn't like than lose her job.