The Recruiter – IV – Tiff takes it all

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I sent Tiff into the other room as soon as the stylist crew arrived and laid down for a bit and took a nap.  Within the hour I was awoken by Tiff with soft kisses on my forehead.  Opening my eyes, I saw a beautiful woman staring down at me.  Her hair, make-up, and nails were over the top.  She stepped back, undid the rope around her robe and let it fall to the floor.  A goddess was standing in my midst and I immediately began to feel my cock rise.“Do you like?” as Tiff slowly twirled around.I threw back the sheet to let her see my erection. “If we didn’t have a dinner tonight, there is no way you would be leaving this room.”Tiff reached down and started stroking me and kissed the head of my cock leaving red lipstick on its tip. “We still have a little time, I would hate for you to go through the evening with a stiff cock and no way to relieve yourself.”And, with that, Tiff began to kiss and suck the swollen head of my cock, slowly taking my shaft into her mouth and devouring it.  I leaned back and let her sweet lips and mouth do its work.  Soon, I was on the verge of letting loose and Tiff knew it.  My cock hit the back of her throat and her lips sealed themselves around my shaft.  Her tongue was working on my cock as she sucked.  I couldn’t hold on much longer and I blew my load down her throat.  Tiff took everything down and continued to suck me dry until my cock became flaccid in her mouth.Then a knock came on the door.  Tiff looked at me in panic. “Don’t worry Tiff,  just put some lipstick on, and get the door.  Take what the gentleman gives you and come back in here.  I have something for you.”“You mean like this? With nothing on?” Tiff said hesitantly.“Yes Tiff, just like you are.”A few moments passed and Tiff came into the room with a white paper bag and set it by my side.“Go stand in front of the mirror. Close your eyes. Arms at your sides, and don’t open them until I tell you.”Tiff did as instructed.  I took a diamond necklace from the white bag and placed it around Tiff’s neck.  Then I proceeded to change out her belly button stud with a diamond-studded chain.  Thirdly, I put a set of diamond earing into her earlobes.  Then placed a small black box on the dresser next to her.“Open your eyes.”Tiff did so and a look of surprise and joy lit up her face.“Are… Are… Are these mine?”“Yes, Tiff, these are yours.  My gift to you.  I have one more thing to give you.  If you accept, there is no turning back.”“Ok???” Tiff said with anticipation and questioning.“Tonight, my business associates are expecting me to show up to dinner with my wife.  As you know, my wife passed away and that part of my life is missing.  Tonight, you will wear this ring and be my stand-in wife. And, after tonight, if you decide, it will become permanent. If I wake up tomorrow morning and the ring is still on your finger, I will know your decision to become my wife.Taking her hand, I removed her current wedding ring and band. I opened the box to reveal a three-carat diamond surrounded by other diamonds and emeralds and held it next to her now bare ring finger.As I looked into her eyes, tears started streaming down them.  Tiffs lips trembled and so did her hand.  I gave her a moment to compose herself.I placed the ring on her finger, rose, and our lips met with a deep passion.  Tiff put her arms around my neck and lifted her naked body to mine, wrapping her legs around my waist. I could feel myself getting hard again.  Tiffany felt it too.  Loosening her grip around my waist, she slowly slid down and my hardness entered her with one smooth motion. Leaning her up against the wall, I slowly began thrusting deep inside of her.  Tiff’s pussy tightened around me and was massaging my cock with every thrust.  I didn’t last long and within minutes, I emptied my seed deep inside of her.  But, Tiffany didn’t stop her massaging of my cock.  She continued until I was full limp inside of her, milking ankara travesti me for every drop.Tiff, eventually released her hold on me and slid off me to a standing position.  Her make-up was a bit smudged and need a touch-up.  Her hair was the same.Stepping back I said, “I will call the make-up and hairdresser to come back up.  Your dress is hanging on the chair in the dressing room. Go get dressed, by that time she will be back up here.”I smacked Tiff on the ass and sent her on her way while I headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower.  We were already late, but I really didn’t care at this point. Tiff stepped out of the dressing room wearing the black silk dress and high stiletto heels I had laid out for her.  It was a simple but elegant design.  A black silk collar encircled her neck while two thin straps plunged down her chest and down past her belly button coming together at her waist. The thin straps barely covering her breasts and nipples. The sparkle of the diamond necklace accentuating the smooth firm outline of her breasts and diamond studded chain showing her firm stomach. There was no back to the dress, leaving her back fully exposed.  The lower portion of the dress hugged her hips and then fluttered loosely as it extended slightly below her firm rounded ass.  As a nice touch, the straps on her stilettos wrapped up her legs highlighting her calves and legs.There was no hiding it, if Tiff moved the wrong way, or bent over, her breasts would be fully exposed.  If she sat with her legs apart, the dress would ride up and expose her ass and trimmed pussy.  But, it was elegant, simple, and simply stunning on her.  “I think I need to keep you tied up in here so no one but me gets to admire how beautiful you are.”“Jay, your lovely WIFE needs to be paraded around. Now, let’s go and make the magic happen.”************We entered the closed-off restaurant and everyone stopped talking.  All eyes were on Tiff.  The men, the women, the waiters, and the bus boys.  Arm in arm, we strode to the head of the table.“Good evening, I apologize for being late, but I had some unfinished business to attend to prior to dinner.  First off, let me introduce my stunningly beautiful wife, Tiffany. Second, thank you all for coming.  Third, if you haven’t gotten a drink, please do so.  Drink, be merry, and have fun.  This is Vegas after all!”It didn’t take long before the women gravitated towards Tiffany. The first to introduce herself was Greta Wormsmer.  “I love the dress!  It looks very familiar.  Who is the designer?  And, you are glowing.  Just between us girls, I think I have an idea of what the unfinished business was.”Tiff shook her hand smiling. “Hi Greta, Jay said he met you at the pool.  I hope he was a gentleman.  The dress, well, I believe it is one of your designs.  It is simply stunning.  I think the owner of this hotel should open a shop just for you. And, yes, I was the unfinished business.”“Oh, you are so kind.  Yes, I met Jay at the pool.  He was very much the gentleman.  I do say, you are one lucky gal.  I wish my husband was as handsome and talented as Jay.”“Let’s go get a drink, Greta, and which one is your husband in this crowd?”Arm in arm, Greta and Tiff strolled to the bar. “You see that short guy with the gaudy suit on.  That is my husband.  Once he was handsome and a gentleman.  But, now, he isn’t so much.  But, that is another story.”“Greta, I just don’t understand what is wrong with some men.  A beautiful woman such as yourself shouldn’t have to put up with that.  I am assuming you were or are still a model, correct.”“I was a model in the Soviet Bloc countries, but not here in the U.S.  Then, I met Doug at a modeling shoot.  I did some pictures for an advertising rollout for him. We clicked, dated, and then we got married.”Greta and Tiff strolled over to Jay after they got their drinks. “Jay, I believe you have met Greta at the travesti ankara pool this afternoon.  She insists you are very talented.  I am sure you treated her like a gentleman in the cabana, I presume,” Tiff squeezed my crotch as she re-introduced Greta.“Good evening Greta,” I said as I kissed her on the cheek. “I hope you enjoyed the rest of the day at the cabana.  I cannot thank you enough for recommending your evening wear for the event tonight.  It was very gracious of you to send each of the ladies a few dresses to choose from to wear tonight.”“My pleasure Jay, and seeing Tiff in this dress, it may have caused you to be late.  I wish I was as lucky as Tiff.  It looks like you make your wife glow on a daily basis.”I pulled Tiff in and gave her a deep kiss, probing her mouth with my tongue.  Releasing her, I replied to Greta, “Yes, she does keep me young and active.  I think at some point, she will give me a heart attack from keeping me so enthralled with her beauty, brains, and of course her seductive ways.”Tiff blushed, “Jay, don’t give out my secrets.  Greta will put me in a closet and pull you into a dark corner.”“Oh Tiff, I would love to have just one night with your husband so he can make me glow like you do, but I have no chance.  He is, without a doubt, all yours, unless you… like to share.”“I am sure Tiff would share every now and then, but only if she gets to join in.”Tiff looked Greta up and down softly licking her lips, “I just might leave you out Jay and take Greta all for myself.”We all laughed, but the stage was set. Tiff and I mingled with the crowd and Greta went back to her husband; who was making a complete ass of himself with the other guests.  I could feel Greta staring at Tiff and I the whole time we were mingling.  Tiff worked her magic charming both the men and women. After an hour of mingling, drinking our cocktails, and eating appetizers, we all settled down to the table.  Tiff was to my right, and Greta to my left.  Conversations ranged from golf, weather, Greta’s clothing line, Tiff’s jewelry, and not so subtly, how Doug Wormsmer was an ass.  One of the wives, not so nicely, told him to fuck off and quit looking down her dress.  I calmed the slight qualm and dinner moved on with its four-course meal. The drinks flowed and in the midst of eating my steak, I felt a hand squeezing my crotch.  I looked over at Tiff, but it wasn’t her, both hands were above the table.  I looked to my left and one of Greta’s hands was below the table, the other holding her wine glass.   I let Greta continue with her pleasures as my cock was slowly getting hard, no need to disturb my dinner. Looking into her eyes and winking, I felt a second hand.  This one, unzipping my zipper, then pulling my cock out from my boxers, giving both hands access to my erect cock.  I looked over at Tiff.  One hand below the table, the other eating her meal while she spoke with the woman next to her.  I let this continue while I spoke with Greta and enjoyed two hands stroking me at the same time.“Jay, you promised me your cock tonight,” Greta said bluntly, leaning towards her husband.“Tonight, you will get your promise.  I am not sure in what capacity you will get my cock tonight. Judging from your husband’s actions, I could take you right here on this table and he wouldn’t care.  But, I prefer to be a little more discreet.  Just wait until later tonight.”“Don’t tease me, Jay. Your tongue did that this afternoon.”Tiff chimed in and grabbed Greta’s hand under the table, squeezing it around my cock. “Greta, be patient.  If I know Jay, which I know I do, you won’t be disappointed. Do as he says and wait. If you cannot, then you will have me to deal with.”Greta backed off a bit, sensing Tiff’s displeasure with her abrupt advances.  “You will listen to Jay, unequivocally, submit to him, whenever and wherever you are.”Greta let her eyes fall from Tiff’s knowing ankara travestiler that she had to wait and knowing that not I, but Tiff was in charge of her allowing what was to happen later on in the evening.“I understand,” Greta softly replied, and removed her hand from my cock.  Her husband glancing over at both Tiff and me, oblivious to what had just happened.  Tiffany gave my cock another big squeeze and zipped it back into my pants.Dinner was finally over and I rose from the table.“Ladies and gentlemen, it has been a pleasure having you join Tiff and myself for dinner.  Now, I would like to invite you up to the suite where the ladies can relax on the outdoor patio while the gentlemen partake in a game of chance.  Gentlemen, as we agreed, your poker chips will be on the table.  All chips are fair game and winner takes all.  I do hope you have your poker faces on.  And, ladies, as agreed upon by your husbands, please choose the bag with your number on it as you enter.  The bedroom to the left will allow for you to change.”We all made our way up to the suite in due time.  The ladies grabbed their bag and retired into the bedroom.“Tiff, I chose this outfit especially for you. Go put it on and come stand by my side.”Tiff took the bag and retired into the bedroom with the other ladies.  The men grabbed their after dinner drinks and made their way to the outdoor patio.One by one, the ladies appeared being led by Tiff to their husbands.  Each with a collar on, a chain leash attached, barefoot, and naked.  Their hair was pulled back into a ponytail.  Tiff, didn’t have a collar on and was wearing a thin, sheer see-through, long black dress, spaghetti straps, bare in the back and barely covering her breasts.  After escorting the ladies to their husbands, she came and stood by my side. “Gentlemen, you know the rules. Tiffany is exempt from this exercise, and I am exempt from your wives. Unless otherwise agreed upon by you and your wives.  Tiffany will be in charge of the ladies at all times. We will retire to the poker table, where, once your bank of a million dollars is expended, your wife will give herself to the man, at that time with the highest pot of chips.  Unless, of course, I or Tiff decide differently.”I continued, “If your wife refuses to be, quite frankly, fucked by the man with the highest chip count or the wife of the highest chip count refuses to give up her husband, to said wife, you will give your company over to me.  In full, no questions asked.  You have signed away this choice earlier in the day.  If I am the chip leader, and you bow out to me, I will decide what will happen.  Most likely, your wife will be taken by the next highest chip leader, or, a person of my choice.  Which could be any one of you at this table, one of my waiters, one of my waitresses, or by no one at all.”I concluded, “There will be no debates and no exceptions.  I chose the couples here because you have agreed to this arrangement in the past, with one exception.  That being Doug Wormsmer and his wife Greta.  Doug, please, state that you understand the rules of the game.”Doug replied. “Of course I agree, I would love to fuck every one of these ladies, and I will.”I saw Greta cringe, as well as a number of the other wives as Doug finished.“Nicely done Doug, but remember, Tiff or myself hold the final decision on anything.  Do you agree with this?”Doug replied. “I most certainly do, too bad your wife isn’t in the game, I would like to have a piece of her.”With a terse response, Tiff replied, “Doug, you can dream all you want, but I think our waiter Jamal has bigger plans for you.”Doug and Greta both looked at Jamal.  Both licked their lips unconsciously.  A sure sign that Doug was in fact either bi or fully gay.  And that Greta was aching for some sort of cock to relieve her bent up sexual tensions.The game started with a flurry of betting and my lawyer, Matt, won the first three hands.  Two more hands in, Justin, a competitor, went all in and lost to Matt.  Justin’s wife, led by him, was escorted over to Matt.  Matt slid off his chair and Justin’s wife sucked his cock while he licked his wife’s pussy in the sixty-nine position. 

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