Waking, I find I'm alone in bed, my body aches, my mouth and throat sore, as I roll over on my back. Looking over I see an alarm clock and it's almost noon. Sitting up on the edge of the bed, I groan as I try to stand. I walk gingerly over to the mirror, dried cum is crusted around my mouth, breast, my panties stained with dried cum and stuck to my skin.
Remembering a erotic story I read once, I now understand what it means to be rode hard and put up wet! As I stretch to yawn, I groan really loud, as all my muscles resist the movement. Then I see a note on the desk, along with a tall can of Red Bull and a large cream cheese Cinnamom roll. The note reads: Drink all the Red Bull and eat the roll, your body needs the sugar and caffeine. You will feel better shortly. Shower, dress sexy and come down stairs.
Wearing my panties in the shower, I was finally able to pull them off and finish showering. The hot steamy water, along with the drink and roll I consumed, I was starting to feel much better.
Dressing I selected black leather like pants made like skinny jeans, that fit like a glove. The spandex fabric stretched and made my ass look fantastic. Then I found a black sleeveless pull over crew neck blouse, and topped it off with a long sleeve green shirt, that matched my eyes. The shirt buttoned up the front, and I left the top two buttons undone. Slipping my feet in black ankle boots, I looked myself over in the full length mirror on the walk-in closet door.
Alison had done an amazing job selecting my wardrobe, but as I looked, something was missing. Ah ha, I went and removed my bra, then put on the necklace and earrings that Hank gave me. He said dress sexy, and with no bra my modest breast and nipples jiggled a little with each step I took. The gold necklace with 'Nikki' lay across the black top and really stood out, especially with the top two buttons undone on the outer shirt. Smiling in the mirror, I decided to head downstairs and see what Hank had in store for today. Hopefully now would be a good time to pry info from him about my Dad.
As I came down the stairs, I heard voices in the kitchen, but could not tell what they were saying, so proceeded slowly forward, and I could tell it was Alison and Hank talking.
"Well how did your evening and night go," Alison asked?
"Better than expected, I think I'll have a talk with her today, and let her know what's expected going forward," said Hank.
Well if you deflowered her as you told me, and she went to sleep with your dick in her mouth," Alison giggled, "sounds to me like she will be all in."
"We will see," chuckled Hank, "but how did it go with her three friends last night?"
"I haven't talked with any of the RA's yet, but I did get a 'thumps up' text from each of them, so I assume all went well. I'll speak with them this afternoon, and give you a heads up."
"Thanks, I believe Nikki will be more compliant if we get her friends on board. So, if any of her friends are reluctant I want to know immediately," growled Hank.
"Yes Sir," meekly Alison replied. "I'll get on that right now," as I heard a chair scraping the floor like she was getting up.
Hearing that I tiptoed back to the stairs and went up about 3 steps, then turned and went back down making noise as I walked.
"Good morning sleepy head," Alison greeted me, "I love the outfit! The outer shirt really matches your eyes, and those pants... Wow," she smiled.
"Thanks," I mumbled, "but you're the one that picked out the clothes, so all the credit goes to you."
"Honey, I may have picked them out... but you did the mixing and matching and came up with a great combination. Don't sell yourself short, you have a good eye."
Nervous from hearing her and Hank's conversation, and her saying I went to sleep with Hank's dick in my mouth, I blushed and said, "Hank left me a note and said to dress sexy.... and this is what I finally came up with."
Alison chuckled, "I think you nailed it, he's waiting for you in the kitchen, I've got to get going, you have a wonderful day, bye," as she went out the door.
Entering the kitchen Hank was still at the table and texting on his phone. He glanced up at me, didn't say anything and went back to his phone texting back and forth with someone. He had a serious look on his face, and I was disappointed when he didn't even acknowledge me or the outfit. So I went over and got myself a cup of coffee.
When I turned he had put his phone down and was smiling from ear to ear. "I love the outfit," he said in that deep sexy voice of his, making me tingle all inside.
That lifted my spirits, and I blushed profusely as I stammered, "Thanks."
"How are you feeling this morning, are you hungry?"
"Okay, the Red Bull and roll plus a long hot shower helped a lot. Sorry I took so long getting ready," I mumbled.
"Well, you did have a long day and night," he grinned, " it's only 1:30 and we don't have to be anywhere until 4 pm. How about we leave now and we will grab a bite to eat on the way."
"That sounds good, may I ask where we are going?"
"I have a meeting with a Real Estate lady at Table Rock Lake, to buy a cabin, I just need to sign some papers and give her a check. I thought you might enjoy seeing it, and it would give us a chance to talk. Now go grab your jacket and purse," as he lightly swatted my ass as I walked by him.
Upstairs I grabbed my shoulder purse, since it was big enough to hold a comb and brush, make-up, lipstick, compact etc., and my black leather jacket. My mind was spinning as I headed downstairs, wondering what he was going to talk to me about.
Also, what the heck was that about Amy, Tammy and Debra? I knew they were not virgins, but had all their three holes been used by the RA's? I had a million questions flooding my mind as I met Hank at the door.
Stepping outside I expected his driver and the limo, but a beautiful white Cadillac Escalade was parked out front. Smiling with his hand on my back, Hank escorted me into the plush passenger seat then went around and got in and started up the car.
"You're the first to ride in my new car," he said proudly, "what do you think," as he headed out the back way of his property toward the main highway?"
Running my hands over the soft seats, admiring the lavish interior, I giggled, "Alison said the same thing to me yesterday when I rode in her car. I love the white exterior with the black and gray interior, and the dash looks like something out of Star Trek."
Laughing Hank said, "Yeah, we have had a great year and several people earned a nice bonus, good things happen when people work hard and apply their skills."
I could imagine what skills Alison applied, wondering what other skills were expected of me, and where all this, whatever this was, was heading.
"Look in the back seat and grab the black bag," he grinned.
Looking in the backseat was a black canvas bag, that I was able to turn and grab the leather strap and pull it into the front with me. It had Cannon stitched on the front, so I assumed Hank had a new Cannon camera along with his new car.
"Open it up and look at it," he smiled, "it's yours."
"Oh my God, you're not serious," I squealed.
"It should be ready to use and has an extra lens 70-300 mm. It's my understanding you have an interest in photography, maybe you can get some good shots with it today."
"Yes" I squealed again, "I had a small inexpensive digital camera, but nothing this nice. I used to go to the mall camera shop and look but I couldn't afford the nice ones."
Without thinking, I was so giddy, I leaned over quickly and kissed Hank on the cheek, "Thanks so much Hank!"
I was so absorbed in the camera, checking it out, that I didn't hear Hank speak to me.
Reaching over and touching my leg he chuckled, "Do you think you could take a minute and tell what you would like to have for lunch?"
"Sorry," I blushed, "I just can't get over the camera. Anything is fine with me."
"No, seriously, what would you like? If you were home and going out to eat, what is your favorite thing to eat?"
"You will probably laugh, but I would probably eat a foot long chili dog, with lots of cheese on top." I giggled.
"Well... I believe I saw a sign near the cabin I'm buying, that advertised chili dogs, but that's going to be further up the road. Can you wait that long," he teased.
Smiling and nodding yes, I pulled the camera up and snapped a shot of Hank's handsome face. He was wearing a gray Henley long sleeve, with the sleeves pushed up his muscular forearms, a dark pair of jeans and a pair of causal slip on black loafers. He would look perfect for the cover of GQ Magazine.
About that time he turned on a road leading towards the lake, and there was a sign, 'Big Ed's Diner' with a picture of a foot long chili dog with the caption 'Best Chili Dog in the Ozarks!' 1 mile ahead.
I quickly snapped a picture of the sign, and asked Hank if he liked chili dogs also.
"Believe it or not but I've never had one, but I'm sure he offers other items on his menu."
Pulling in the parking lot there were a few cars, and it was nearing 2:30 pm, so I assumed the lunch crowd had come and gone. Hank parked and escorted me in the diner, A large man about 6' 4" 260 lbs was talking to a couple at a table with their 2 young kids, a young teenage boy and girl were waiting tables and delivering orders to 3 other groups of customers, while a middle aged lady worked the cash register, and worked the counter that had six stools.
The large man saw us enter and came over to us, extending his hand to Hank, "Welcome to our diner," beaming at us with a big smile, "grab any table and one of our waiters will be right with you. Don't believe I've seen you here before, I'm Ed the owner."
"Thank you," Hank smiled, "yes this is our first time, Nikki here is dying to try your chili dog. Oh, and I'm Hank."
"Laughing a big hearty laugh, Ed responded, "A woman after my own heart, nothing like a good chili dog to fill your tummy!" Then leaning in conspiratorially, he said "The sign's wrong, it's really the best damn chili dog in the USA!," and chuckled.
"Ricky, will be right with you, just let me know if I can be any help, and thanks again for coming," as he walked over to another table of customers and started talking with them.
Being the gentleman, Hank held my chair seating us at a table next to a window.
Immediately Ricky the teenage boy was there with his order pad with a grin from ear to ear, "Welcome to Big Ed's, what can we get for you today?"
Hank chuckled, "Let her give you her order while I look at your menu."
Smiling up at his eager face, I told him, "I'll have your foot long chili dog, with extra cheese on top, tater-tots, and a strawberry shake."
