Dom didn't want to tell me where we were going other than to his place. I was still a bit unsure about what happened in my old office. There was no way I still had, or wanted, that job anymore. Dom explained nothing. He just smiled to himself and kept his eyes mostly on the rode. I grew incredibly tired on the way to the house. I know I snoozed a bit, but I woke up in time to note the winding rows of trees as we moved up the drive. This was definitely old money. Peacocks floated around the well manicured front yard as he parked the car in the drive. An inward smile flashed in his eyes as he slid from the seat. I wasn't ready to get out, but he urged me out into a different world anyway. I stood on the crushed stones and refused to budge until he told me what the deal was.
"My family has money," he flatly replied.
"I can see that! You know what I mean."
"I'm not gonna tie you up in the dungeon. Unless you want me to," he smirked.
I followed him into the receiving room and he looked through a stack of mail as I moved my hands over the decorative inlay along the edge of a table. I refused to look around me because I didn't want to have to show my utter amazement at the spectacular things. His family had more than a lot of money. He guided me up the wide staircase and to the left. His voice was soft and reassuring when we finally got to my compartment of rooms.
"You have to understand that I didn't plan on you coming here so soon. I thought we'd get to know each other a little better. You'd live at the apartment for a bit, and I'd move you over here later. It doesn't matter much though. You're here now."
He was starting to freak me out a little until he opened the door. The room was a vast array of jeweled colors. I stepped in to feel my feet sink into the cushioned floor. I took off my shoes to feel the velvet under my feet and went to the curtained walls to see if there was a window. I was greeted by a quiet whirr and the fabric parted to show me an expanse of glass going from the ceiling to knee height on the floor. I watched a group of people splashing in the enormous pool below.
"You'll have to settle for my father's harem room, for now," Dom said from the doorway. Harem room. "He enjoyed many women with his friends in this place. He still does, but I've told him it's off limits until your rooms are ready."
There was no bed, really. The entire room had been made to be a giant bed. There was an alcove area where noise and light were filtered out from the rest of the area. I slipped inside and Dom followed. He opened a compartment in the wall and showed me an array of rubber and vinyl cylinders. He picked up a small one and I realized what I was looking at. The dildo wobbled at me until he placed a metal rod into it. He turned it on and played it across his fingers.
"This one, you can use," he instructed. "I don't want you to insert it. I just want you to stimulate yourself from the outside."
"What's to stop me from putting it in?"
"You might hurt yourself," Dominic smiled as he leaned in for a kiss.
"I'll get rid of the other ones while you take a shower."
I should have been really upset about this place. I was raised in a bible believing church after all. But he made sure I was okay with it, some how. I took the shower and felt a lot better. I found a warm terry robe and towel waiting for me when I got out. I toweled off my back and found Dominic silently watching. I continued to dry off with a warmth on my cheeks as he moved closer. He pulled the towel from my grasp and ran it over my ass again. I looked up at him and saw a flush to his face as his hand guided the towel between my thighs and then down each leg. He ran his other hand over my damp skin and I was turned on. His blush spread to his neck and he moved away from me. I hadn't noticed how pale he was generally until it's contrast with the blood in his capillaries. He tossed me the robe and left quickly. I could have sucked him off. He had to know I would. I slipped the robe on and entered the "orgy room." I'd decided that's what I'd call it. I heard some soft voices before I turned the corner to see Dominic speaking to a man.
"I have to have your word," he said.
"I promise. Geez, you don't trust me, do you, boy? I just wanted a look."
Dom noticed me and I walked over. I nearly fell out (fainted) when I saw an exact copy of Dominic. Who had dried me off? The other Dom nodded at me without smiling. He moved a brown strand of hair out of his ocean blue eyes and offered his hand. I shook it and looked back at Dom.
"This is my father, Ryan Severus. I was just saying that I didn't want him to bother you."
Other than the off color hair, I wasn't sure I'd be able to tell the two apart. When Ryan smiled, I noticed his eyes had a few more wrinkles.
"She's beautiful, Dominic. I didn't think you'd have it in you. He's been talking about you for over a month. I can see why. I've always had a thing for a nice piece of ass."
"Pop, just shut up. You don't talk about her that way. She's not like that."
