DISCLAIMER
This story is a work of fiction and the characters are either completely fictional or are fictional versions of their real selves. The events depicted are made up and any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. This story is meant as a work of erotic fiction only and is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18.
How To Win A Deal
Starring Caroline Vreeland
Codes: MF, F, Cons, Oral, Facial
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A ballroom in Los Angeles wasn't the usual place to find the next superstar for the Australian music charts but that is where I found myself. My company, Aus Star, had sent me to audition a number of girls who they wanted to take from the bottom to the top; they didn't even need to be that great of a singer. The company only cared about getting a vibrant and attractive young face. Preferably one that would show off their body without any qualms.
I was ten days into my week expedition and had met a few different girls who could fill the role and some had made very generous offers. But one girl stood out she approached me as I waited at the bar.
"How are you Caroline?" I asked the buxom blonde.
Caroline Vreeland shrugged her shoulders as she finished her glass of gin, placing it onto the bar. The blonde was dressed in a tight black dress that hugged her curves; in a certain light it looked see-through. Although her breasts were the star attraction; her ass looked cute and tight in the dress and she stuck it out as she bent over the counter to grab another drink.
"Well I'm finding this whole thing a bit dull actually."
"Really? Why?" I asked as I took the opportunity to check out her ass.
"Well I'm surrounded by all these little girls who think they can hit it big on talent. I'm smarter than that." Caroline said as she returned to facing me with a new glass of gin in her hand.
"And what are you?"
"Old and tired in some eyes. A 30 year old sex kitten in others." she answered as she took a step closer to me.
"Some people would count that as a good thing."
"That's what I was hoping your reply would be. Now I know your bosses in Melbourne probably wouldn't want to push me as a star so I need your help."
I noticed the gap between us had shrunk to inches and he hand had made its way to my chest. I watched her hand drift down my chest to my abdomen and down to my crotch, She let her fingers linger as they sought out my cock, the fingers running along my length to harden it.
"Come up to room 223 in fifteen minutes, I'll show you why I can prove to be much sexier than all of these children." Caroline whispered.
I watched her walk off through the crowd as she placed the emptied glass on on a tray carried by a passing waiter. It only took a moment for her to disappear and I turned to the bar. Finishing my drink, I headed to the toilets to fix myself up and ensure I looked ready for her. My blonde hair was still in place and my face was clean shaven, this made me feel quite unique in this world of hipster beards. I took a shot of the cologne to ensure I smelt nice rather than the damp smell from the ballroom and made my way up to room 223.
I will admit that I was a little nervous as I rode up the lift to the fourth floor; I wasn't alone so of course it stopped on every floor. I walked down the corridor to her room and was surprised to see it empty, I would have thought people would be coming and going but there was no one. I arrived at the door to see an envelope attached to it with my name on the envelope. I opened it and the key card to her room dropped out. I took that as a good sign so I opened the door and walked in.
I walked into the large room and was greeted by a wonderful sight. Perched on the edge of the bed, Caroline Vreeland sat with a welcoming smile on her face. Gone was the black dress; replaced with a set of red lingerie. The lace bra was slightly see through and could barely contain her large breasts. Her long legs were covered in pair of stocking with crimson heels on her feet, adding a few more inches to her height. She capped it all off with a small red thong; the straps riding high but the material cut low. Her eyes moved to me and a smile came across her face. She must've been sat waiting since she came back to the room.
The 5'7 temptress rose to her feet and sauntered over to me as I stood in the doorway of the bedroom. The heels added about 5 inches to her height so she stood just below my 6'2, though my height advantage gave me a good opportunity to look down to her breasts. The blonde stopped in front of me and leaned in to place a soft kiss on my lips.
"Thank you for coming. I did think I had misread the signs a little and I'd be up here on my own." Caroline said as she started to remove my jacket from my shoulders.
"Well when a gorgeous blonde invites you to her room, you'd have to be dead to say no."
"Good reply."
Caroline slid my jacket from my arms and walked over to the chair in the corner; draping the jacket over the arm. I was able to have a good look at her ass as she walked away, it sashayed from side to side allowing the low light to highlight it. Before Caroline could spin around and return to me; I removed my shoes and socks but I intended the blonde to keep her heels on for the entire time. Caroline joined me again as her hands started to undo the buttons on my shirt.
"You know I love a man in a suit. A man out of a suit is even better though."
"Well, I do feel a little overdressed."