He made a deal with Savita to meet and discuss the details regarding the same. Savita was awestruck.Everything happened so quickly, and she was alread... making deals with a filthy rich man. She had to impress him. She stood staring at Jeet till he left the restaurant.Jeet had kept his word. By 7, his luxury car reached Savita’s house to pick her up. It cruised around the city and parked near one of the most luxurious apartments Savita had ever seen. The driver opened the door for Savita with a. .. just wait one second and you will receive a little reminder of your position” almost instantly a picture appeared on the phone, her own smiling eyes looking upward while her lips are being stretched by a massive cock spunk escaping from the corners of her mouth, then a second picture walking away looking over her shoulder, a well spanked naked arse showing below a tiny skirt and housed within sleek stockings and suspenders. “no more questions now Ruth, lets just make this enjoyable for. I have to go, but I'll make it up to you, I promise,” he said as he finished dressing, kissed me, and left out the door.I got up, glanced out the middle window in my apartment room, then turned on the tv. I thought it was on when we were fucking, maybe we hit the remote or something. “That must have been the flash I saw, no one saw us. What else could it have been?” I asked myself. I put it out of my head and went to take a shower, then sat down with my favorite ice cream, cookies and cream,. Or even be attractive to her. She never brought home any sort of gifts or the like. No fancy clothes or jewelry. I suppose she could leave them with him, but I didn’t believe that. I thought that she wouldn’t hide anything from me again. If he even thought he was giving her gifts, ‘for services rendered’. I’d fucking kill him. Oh, but my nightmares raged, teacher, professor, dean at the college, priest, married man (I really doubted that one), rich corrupt executive, snot nosed predatory rich.