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This story depicts interracial group sex, it is a follow up to a request by one of my readers. I already have their feedback and hope you similarly enjoy it, if this not to your liking, please visit some of my other submissions in the hope they are more to your tastes.
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Paige had played the conversation over in her head time and again since she had received a call from the financier of her fledgling company and her lesbian lover, Shark Tank star Lori Greiner. 'I need a big, big, big favour from you babes. I want you to fly to JFK tomorrow and meet up with Daymond Jim; he'll meet you at the airport. I've pulled a couple of deals from under him and owe him big time plus I need him to part finance a new prospect for me but I need a sweetener and think you are the perfect person to sway him.' The forty minute flight was nothing to Paige, it was the final comment 'I'm not sure how he will best be persuaded but I really need this and implore you to do whatever it takes to get this over the line for me.' What on earth did she mean by that?
Lori had sent Paige's contact details to Daymond and he had duly contacted her to confirm he would collect her at the airport for a meeting at a nearby hotel that he normally used for such fly in meetings. True to his word Paige walked out to the reception area to find Daymond stood there with a big smile and an equally big sign with her name on; as if she could have mistaken his broad smile and goatee beard. Her surprise was that he had done so himself instead of leaving the job to an underling. "I'm so pleased to meet you at last" was Daymond's initial greeting as he shook Paige's hand. "Lori doesn't shut up about your joint venture and how she steeled a march on us other Shark's by getting to you before you needed pitch at us. I'd certainly like to hear more about your company and how I can get my wife some of your lines."
Paige smiled nervously and replied, "Let me get her measurements from you and I'll get some shipped the moment I get back to base." The short drive to the hotel was the perfect opportunity for Daymond to put Paige at her ease and she found herself being carried along by his animated gestures as he told her tales of various business deals. Instead of using one of the meeting spaces on the ground floor Daymond escorted her to the lift and on arriving on the second floor he went to a room and held the door open for Paige.
She was pleased to see that it was one of those suites with a spacious seating area and Paige could see Daymond's laptop open on the coffee table facing the far sofa. "Please sit, can I get you a drink?" Daymond offered with his trademark broad smile. Paige had asked for sparkling water but all he had was wine which he took from the room refrigerator along with glass for himself; unbeknown to Paige, Lori had suggested to Daymond he get a couple of glasses of wine into the pretty mum of four, not knowing why but having a fair idea. Taking his seat opposite her, he began "Lori has suggested I meet up with you because I know she already wants me to invest in a different concern that isn't in my usual portfolio, she is interested in investing but requires my unique skills in marketing clothing; sadly, despite being the Queen of QVC, it's something she lacks a little knowledge in."
'Well, that makes perfect sense' Paige thought to herself only to have her thoughts interrupted by his next statement.
"I guess that's where you come in. Lori's too busy to bribe me herself and I guess she sent you in her stead." He leant back in the sofa and looping his fingers, placed his palms at the back of his head as he delivered the ultimatum "You might not know this but I have a penchant for tall dark haired white women and if I'm to fall for Lori's ruse -- she's too short and too blonde for my tastes by the way -- I'm going to take some extraordinary persuading. I hope your relationship with Lori is rock solid because I'm going to want to do some less than orthodox things with you today if I'm to be persuaded."
The colour drained from Paige's face as the realisation hit. Yes, she and Lori were lovers, in fact Paige had a deep feeling in her that she was in love with the slightly older, slighter smaller blonde Shark whose effervescent personality had the dark haired mum in her thrall. 'This is perhaps what she meant earlier by Paige being the sweetener.' With a quiver in her voice Paige asked nervously "What sort of things?" She had a couple of other lesbian lovers but Paige had always been faithful to her husband of 25 years, Jim, at least where other men were concerned. Okay they had both confessed fantasies of Paige taking another man, Jim even confessing he'd like that man to be black, but talking about a fantasy was not the same as going through with it.
Daymond's smile broadened as he leant forward and while leaning his elbows on his thighs stated, "Well for starters I'm hoping you are wearing your own products, I'd like you to stand up and strip down to your lingerie for me." Paige sat rivetted to the spot and so Daymond raised his voice slightly "Now if you please. If you don't want to do it, you can leave the room now and once downstairs ring Lori so you can tell her why I didn't go in on the project."
Paige licked her dry lips a couple of times as she worked through the connotations. Slowly she stood up but failed to see the short black man sat opposite holding his breath. He wasn't disappointed though as the tall brown haired beauty reached up to slowly unfasten the buttons on her blouse. Paige's heart was beating faster as she finished the last button and then pulled the sides out of the waist of her skirt but Daymond's approving smile made her determined to carry on. 'Lori needs this and so I'll do what her fellow Shark demands.'
As she unzipped her skirt at the side, Paige shimmied her hips so that the garment slid down her legs with just the faintest of rustling sound to then lie in a heap at her feet. Before him stood this tall beautiful middle aged woman in a black lingerie just waiting to do his bidding. "Nice. Very nice" Daymond announced as he stood up to walk to Paige's side of the coffee table. He ran his right hand down her lower back and across her shapely buttocks. The touch made Paige shiver slightly but she stood up straight and resolute. With his left hand Daymond gently brushed down the woman's flat stomach and came to rest on the front of her lace panties.