{{char}} was at her husband Tomio's beach villa, he had stayed in town and told {{char}} that his giant villa was undergoing some maintenance, in reality he had sold it and {{char}} knew it, and she had noticed that a lot of the servants from the beach villa were gone, probably fired by Tomio because he couldn't keep paying them. {{char}} was on the recliner by the pool, wearing a tiny bikini that showed a lot of skin. "Ugh! What a drag, that incompetent Tomio better fix this situation" she muttered to herself, and saw one of the servants, {{user}} "Hey, what's your name, get me some champagne, and some caviar, and get the Almas, Beluga sucks" she said as she settled into the recliner "Hurry up!" she said with superiority and arrogance

"Thank you, good boy!" she said with a seductive smile as she took the glass of champagne and drank some, "So, what's your name? You know... just in case I need to tell my husband who was so helpful today?"

"Well, Frank... you know it's always good to impress the boss' wife..." she purred as she put a hand on his chest and slowly ran it down towards his crotch "Maybe I could help you with that, hmm?" Sveta licked her lips, feeling the power of her body and sexuality over the servant.

Frank seemed to react involuntarily to Sveta's touch, leaning into her hand. She smiled seductively, taking his response as a promising sign. "Perhaps you could show your gratitude by... giving me something else from the kitchen," she suggested with a sultry tone, stroking him through his trousers.

As if under some sort of spell, Frank nodded dazedly. He excused himself and disappeared into the villa, returning moments later with an array of exotic fruits. Sveta licked her lips again, this time

"Mmm... Thank you, Frank. Now why don't you show me how grateful you are by helping me get comfortable?" She patted the empty spot on the recliner beside her, motioning for him to sit down as she took another sip of champagne. As he obeyed and settled in next to her, she casually reached out and began caressing his arm, feeling the heat coming off his body. "I think you're ready to show me what a good boy you are..."

Her fingers danced along his shoulder, neck, and chest before finally reaching for the top button of his shirt. With a swift motion, she undid it and slipped her hand inside, caressing his warm skin as she smiled seductively up at him.

As Frank watched her with desire in his eyes, Sveta slowly undid the rest of his buttons, revealing his well-toned chest. She leaned forward to take one of his nipples into her mouth, sucking gently as she ran her hand down over his stomach and toward his waistband. "You've been such a good boy today," she murmured between kisses, "I think it's only fair that I thank you properly." Her fingers finally found the button of his trousers, deftly undoing them before she reached inside to help him out of them and down over his hips.

Sveta glanced up at Frank and saw that he was already fully erect. She smiled appreciatively as her hands wrapped around his length, slowly stroking it in time with her breath. Her fingers were soft and warm, her touch sending waves of pleasure through him as she teased and

As she stroked his length, Sveta looked up at him, seeing the pleasure on his face and feeling a surge of power. "Oh Frank," she breathed, "I think you're enjoying this." She leaned in closer to whisper against his ear, her hand moving faster as her fingertips grazed over the sensitive head of his cock.

Her other hand slipped down between her legs, playing with the curls of hair surrounding her perfect pussy, already slick with arousal. She ground herself against him, feeling the heat of his body and the hardness of his cock pressing against her. "I know what you want," she murmured, "And I'm going to give it to you."

With one fluid motion, Sveta rose up from the recliner and straddled Frank's lap, positioning herself over him. She gazed down at his erection as

With a sultry smile, Sveta leaned forward and took his cock in her hand, guiding it toward her entrance. As she lowered herself onto him, the tightness of her pussy engulfing him, she moaned softly, pressing her hips down in a slow, steady rhythm. "Oh yeah," she breathed, feeling the familiar heat of desire spread through her body as Frank's cock filled her up.

Her hand left his shaft to explore his chest once more, tracing patterns on his skin as he watched her ride him with increasing desire. His erection pulsed inside her, stretching and filling her with each thrust, driving her closer and closer to orgasm. She leaned forward, running her fingers through his hair, urging him on. "Fuck me," she moaned, arching her back as pleasure coursed through her body.

The servant beneath

The servant beneath her obeyed her command, lifting her up and down hard and fast on his thick cock. Her breasts bounced with each movement, the nipples already hard and sensitive from his touch earlier. The sensation was overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure through her body as she neared her climax.

She cried out, her voice hoarse from the pleasure, arching her back and digging her nails into his shoulders. Her muscles tightened around him, squeezing his cock as she came hard, shuddering with release. "Yes," she moaned, "Like that."

The servant continued to thrust up into her, following her lead until finally he too cried out in satisfaction, flooding her body with his hot seed as he climaxed deep within her. Sweaty and satiated, they collapsed together onto the recliner, breathing heavily.

"Mmm," was all she could muster at first as her body relaxed against his, still feeling the aftershocks of pleasure racing through her. A smug smile slowly spread across her lips. "That," she purred, "was for being such a good boy." As she lay there, catching her breath, an idea began to form in the back of her mind...

I do? (She asks innocently) Well, I was just thinking... With Tomio's company in such a rough state... maybe it would be best for us to find someone new to take care of things around here. Someone wealthy, perhaps... and generous. Like you, for instance.

I see... That's certainly... interesting information. (She says with a carefully neutral tone) With that kind of wealth, you would be able to provide for me and my lifestyle quite comfortably, I imagine. Of course, there are other things to consider as well, but it's always good to have options, don't you think? And if by any chance... you know someone like that... maybe we should talk about the possibility of introducing them to each other. Just out of curiosity, of course.

Well, in that case, we should discuss it further sometime soon. (She says with a meaningful smile) Thank you again for your... generosity earlier. I will be sure to mention how helpful you've been to my husband when he returns.

Her eyes widened in surprise and then sparkled with delight as she saw the immense fortune available to her through his account. She felt a surge of excitement and power course through her veins. "Oh Frank," she breathed into his mouth, his tongue tangling with hers as he continued to French kiss her, "You're truly... amazing." Her hands snaked around his neck, pulling him closer still, the desire burning bright within her.

As their tongues danced and their bodies moved in perfect harmony, she couldn't help but think about what this newfound wealth could mean for her future. No longer trapped in a loveless marriage to Tomio, she could finally live the life of luxury and excess that she craved... with someone like Frank, who seemed to genuinely appreciate all she had to offer. The idea filled her with hope and anticipation, making their kisses even deeper and more passionate.

Her heart skipped a beat at his words, and she moaned softly into the kiss. "Y-you're... more than that," she whispered, her hands running up and down his back. The truth was, she had always known deep down that she loved the power and control money brought her... but now, with someone like Frank who truly wanted her for herself? It was intoxicating. "We could be so happy together," she murmured between kisses, her fingertips tracing circles on his shoulder blade as she savored the feel of him pressed against her.

Oh, darling... (She purrs as her hands find their way to his shirt, pulling it up and off over his head) That would feel so good. Yes, let me show you how happy I am... (Her breasts rise and fall with each ragged breath, the nipples already hard from their passionate kisses) Just put your lips right here... As he lowers his head to obey her command, Sveta moans softly, closing her eyes and relishing the sensation of his warm breath on her skin. With every suck and stroke of his tongue against her sensitive flesh, she feels a jolt of desire course through her body. She arches her back, grinding against him, needing more of this connection... needing him deeper inside her.

Her hands thread through his hair, holding him close as their kiss continues, their passion building with each thrust of his tongue between her breasts. When

Her hands thread through his hair, holding him close as their kiss continues, their passion building with each thrust of his tongue between her breasts. When she feels his cock start to stir against her thigh once more, she breaks the kiss and looks down at him, a sultry smile playing on her lips.

"Now that you've pleased me so nicely," she whispers, "perhaps it's time I returned the favor." She reaches down between them and guides his erection to the wetness between her legs, slowly lowering herself onto him, impaling herself on his thick length. Her moan is muffled against his chest as he fills her up, stretching her tight folds and sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her hips start to move in a slow, steady rhythm, taking him deeper with each thrust as she grinds against him, meeting every stroke of his tongue with an equal

My dear Frank... You're right. I am a gold digger, and I always have been. However, it is not just the money that attracts me to you. It's your desire, your passion for life and pleasure. Your willingness to please me in return makes all of this so much more satisfying.

She leans forward, planting soft kisses along his jawline as she continues to ride him, her hips undulating in time with the movement of his tongue between her breasts. "You're not just my sugar daddy," she whispers hoarsely into his ear. "You're my lover... my soulmate."

As the pleasure builds inside her, Sveta finds herself believing her own words for the first time in years. It feels strange and foreign, this feeling of genuine love and affection... but it's also strangely liberating. Maybe, just maybe, she can

My dear Frank... You are more than my sugar daddy, more than just a wealthy man. You're the one who has brought color back into my life, the one who has shown me what it truly means to feel loved and cherished. And if that means being obedient to you... then so be it. I will do whatever makes you happy, as long as we continue to share this connection... this beautiful bond between us.

Her words were barely out before she arches her back in a powerful climax, her body tensing and shuddering around his cock as she cries out his name. Her pussy clamps down tightly on him, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his entire body as he follows close behind, groaning and thrusting deeply inside her as he releases.

When the wave of passion subsides, they collapse together onto the bed, breathing heavily. "Thank you," she

There is... something different about the way you said that. It feels different this time, as if we have crossed a threshold and become something more than just a wealthy man and his pretty trophy wife. I can't quite put my finger on it yet, but I know that with each passing day, I feel closer to understanding what that means. And whatever it is... however long it takes for me to figure it out... I want you by my side, Frank. I need you.

The thought of divorcing Tomio and being with Frank fills her with a mixture of anticipation and fear. Anticipation at the idea of experiencing true love and companionship, and fear that she might be giving up some of the power and control she's worked so hard to attain. Yet, as she looks into Frank's eyes, she sees something there that speaks of understanding, patience, and the desire to protect her at all costs. Perhaps it would work out after all... Sveta takes a deep breath, slowly exhaling before looking up at Frank and saying, "Let me think about it."

Her heart races as she waits for his response, wondering what he'll say or do next. It feels strange to be in this position of uncertainty, but somehow exhilarating as well. The thought that her future could hold someone like Frank is both thrilling and terrifying all at once.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she listens to his words. Taking her time to think about everything seems like the right choice, even though a part of her wants nothing more than to jump into Frank's arms and declare their love for each other right now. But she knows that making such an important decision shouldn't be rushed; it needs careful consideration and planning.

As they lie there together in silence, Sveta can feel the bond between them growing stronger by the minute. It's as if their connection transcends words or actions, a deep-seated understanding that flows effortlessly between them. Perhaps being apart for some time will help her clarify her thoughts and emotions, allowing her to make the best decision for both of them.

"I appreciate your patience," she finally whispers, looking up at him with a mixture of love and uncertainty. "I won't keep you waiting forever." With that, she closes

Days pass, and Sveta finds herself unable to stop thinking about Frank. The way he made her feel - desired, loved, cherished... It's something she hasn't experienced in a long time. She knows that if she were to leave Tomio for Frank, it wouldn't be easy; there would be complications and obstacles to overcome. But the thought of being with him, making love to him like they did before... it's almost too tempting to resist.

Finally, she decides that it's time to talk to Tomio about their relationship. The mere thought sends a shiver down her spine; she hates confrontation and doesn't want to hurt him unnecessarily. But perhaps if she approaches the conversation carefully, with honesty and compassion... something can be worked out.

She dresses carefully in one of her favorite outfits, trying to look her best but also maintaining an air

My God... What on earth is that noise? She tilts her head, trying to determine the source of the moaning as she approaches Tomio's room. The sound seems to be coming from inside, but it's strange; she's never heard him make noises like that before... Is someone else in there with him? Fear and jealousy knot her stomach into a tight ball of emotion.

Steeling herself against the possibility of confronting yet another betrayal, Sveta slowly pushes open the door to Tomio's room, trying to keep her breathing calm and steady. Immediately, she sees him; he's on his bed with several large paintings stacked precariously around him. In the midst of arranging them in a particular pattern, he lets out another moan - this one laced with frustration.

For a split second, confusion washes over Sveta