Well they have the same desire for you as myself,” he said. “How about new clothes and a apartment?” Cade is a rich tycoon, and I guess Yardly is too,” I said reaching for my bra. “They want me?” “You better believe it Linda,” he said.
“I know you have always wanted a place of your own away from you mother. Mr. Cade could make that possible, and Mr. Yardly could supply you with a wardrobe beyond your dreams. Let them have a steady diet of what I just did and it will be possible.” “But these guys must be 60 years old,” I said. “I don’t know. I need someone to stay with my son and my mother is giving me fits over tonight. What about my car? What about a new car?”
“An expensive apartment, new clothes, and I will give you a new car, in exchange for you.” “I’ll have to think about it,” I said. “I feel like a tramp. I don’t know!,” Not only did my mother ball me out when I returned, but I had to hear a lecture about her taking care of my son. All this upset me, but at the same time I felt special having men like this in the community wanting a peon like me. Mr. Penn went through my check-out a few days later, and I told him I was interested if I could get my granddad to watch Tony.
I told my granddad I had to work nights, and he agreed to watch my son and not tell his bitchy daughter. I called Mr. Penn and he told me to meet them at Mr. Cade’s big mansion. You can imagine me driving my old car up to his million dollar driveway. I was met by the three wealthiest men in town, as they led me to his lavished stable club house. “Linda, I think you know Mr. Cade and Yarldly?” Mr. Penn said. “We’re glad you came.”
You can imagine the contrast as my skinny welfare body stood amidst three guys worth millions. “I feel like a tramp,” I said looking shyly in their eyes. “You guys couldn’t possibly want me?” “Quite the contrary Linda dear,” Mr. Cade said shaking my hand. “None of us think you are a tramp. We would like to be your lovers and enhance you step up in the world.
We will provide you with any-thing you need, but we want a chance to explore your body, for hopefully mutual pleasure.” As they led me to a brass bed in the horse clubhouse, Mr. Cade told me how he had desired my thin body for a long time. As Mr. Penn removed my clothes, Mr. Cade’s eyes were glued to my boney body, as he stroked a fat 6” cock.
As Penn spread my lean legs wide, Mr. Cade did not say a word as he thrust his cock in me. I still could not believe a man of such wealth could want me, but when his mouth met my tongue, I threw my boney crotch to him.