Bimbo Casino: The Complete Series (The Shining Spiral Saga) by Nadia Nightside Page B

around anymore either. ”
    Stephanie nodded sympathetically. “Gosh, isn't that the truth? You really are just a horrible person, Randall, for doing what you've done to my precious Johnny here. You just don't matter to me anymore. Only making my Johnny feel like a man matters to me now. I'm so glad Selene taught me that.”
    Randall nodded with her. “I'm so glad Selene taught me.”
    Their voices, combined, had taken on an oddly robotic tone that Falco found, for whatever reason, rather arousing.
    Falco tried to ignore the oddness of the situation, focusing only on the facts. “But, why are you saying you were married to me?” He rubbed his eyes for a moment. And why wasn't he angrier , for god's sake? “What’s going on with that?”
    She wrapped her hand around his crotch. His cock stiffened instinctively. God, she was a beautiful woman. He hadn't felt a lusty action like that from her in far, far too long.
    “We’ll get to that in a minute,” she purred. “Won’t you let me watch you fire Randall, first?”
    “Huh?”
    Randall stood up. “Yes, Mr. Falco. Please, fire me. I deserve it. It's an awful thing I've done, and I'll be sorry about it for as long as I live.”
    Stephanie focused only on Falco, stroking his cheeks intimately. “He’s slept with your wife, darling. He simply must be fired. You have to set an example for the rest of your workers, after all. Otherwise, they’ll all try to sleep with me. They all try anyway. There must be consequences.”
    “All my workers try to sleep with you?”
    “I can barely keep the cocks out of my face, sweetheart. Look at how fucking hot I am. You bagged a hell of a gorgeous babe with me—and everyone knows it. Now, show them who the boss is.”
    For several moments, Falco just sat there, looking at the fearful, sorrowful tinge to Randall's expression. Stephanie's pulsing strokes on his cock only became more fevered as he waited.
    She leaned forward and whispered in his ear. “It’s you, darling. You're the boss. Show him. Show us .”
    With her free hand, she pushed open her flimsy robe and suddenly started to finger her pussy, eyes gleaming with lust.
    “Won’t you please fire him?” she moaned, fingers sliding hard into her pussy. Her strokes on Falco's cock through his pants only increased. There was a sort of religious glee in her eyes.
    The front of her robe was wet. Two circle-shaped stains had formed right where her nipples were.
    Lactating. She was lactating. Oh fuck. She was so turned on that she was lactating for him.
    Falco didn't see how he had much of a choice in the matter. And a big part of him did want to fire Randall. He couldn't just let the man get away with sleeping with his wife, after all.
    “Randall,” he said, shaking his head. “I am afraid you’re fired.”
    “You're right, ” Randall said, shaking his head sadly. “I deserve it. I know I do. It's an awful thing I've done, and I'll be sorry—”
    “Shut up!” Stephanie shouted suddenly. Then she turned to Falco, a predatory glint to her smile. “Not like that,” Stephanie whispered in Falco's ear, fingering and stroking harder. “Make him sorry .”
    She was right. He had to make Randall afraid . That was what a man would do. That's what somebody who fucked Selene would do.
    He gathered all his reserves of strength, and raised his voice. “You’re fired , Randall, and you’ll never work in this town again!” He pressed a button on his desk. “Security? I need you to come throw a man out of my office and out of the casino, forever. He's dangerous, so you're going to have to use maximum force. Blacklist him when you're done with him.”
    Loud and euphoric, his wife’s orgasmic moan filled the office.
    “Oh god,” she cried, shaking and falling down on the desk, “Oh god, yeah! You showed him who's the boss! You showed him so fucking good, baby!”
    Randall, shaking his hanging head, cried for several seconds. “I’m super sorry, Mr. Falco. I really am.