Living Large Pt. 06

"Eiffel Tower?" Bob finished the sentence for her.

"Oh my God, it's Paris," Jenny screamed.

Bob smiled.

"We're going to Paris?" Jenny asked the obvious question.

"For a whole week."

Jenny squealed and practically jumped into Bob's arms. Just then, the seat belt light came on.

When the plane landed, another limo was waiting to take them to dinner. The restaurant was a lavish one on top of a swanky hotel, overlooking the city of Paris. They sat at a window table. The restaurant was crowded with the who's who from all over the world. Jenny saw several movie stars and quite a few politicians.

For the hundredth time since she had met Bob, Jenny felt like Cinderella. She had to pinch herself to see if it was real. She had a perpetual smile on her face.

"Champagne?" Bob asked as a waiter brought a bottle to the table.

"Champagne always makes me horny," she giggled.

Bob smiled and said, "That's my plan." Bob lifted his glass and said, "To our love."

Jenny tapped her glass with his and drank the champagne, feeling the bubbles tickle her nose. Then she saw Bob reach into his pocket. Her eyes opened wide when he brought out a little black box. She noticed that his hands were shaking. "Oh my God," she gasped before he could say a word.

"Jenny Thompson, will you marry me?"

Jenny sat frozen with her mouth open in shock. Suddenly tears began to stream down her cheeks. "Oh my God," she said again. She looked around and everyone in the restaurant was looking at them. When she looked back, Bob had opened the box and a large sparkling diamond was in his hand. Jenny took a deep breath and almost screamed, "Yes!"

The room broke into loud applause with a few whistles and hoots. It was surreal for the normally sedate and sophisticated restaurant.

Bob put the ring on Jenny's trembling finger and leaned over to kiss her. He whispered, "I love you more than you can ever know."

"God, I love you too."

When the restaurant settled back down, Jenny found that she couldn't eat. Her stomach was still doing flip-flops. Her head was spinning but not from the champagne. Suddenly she desperately wanted to be alone with him. "Can we go to the hotel now?" she whispered.

Bob smiled and called the waiter over. A minute later, they were leaving the restaurant, holding hands and receiving another round of applause.

Jenny's face turned red. Everyone knew where they were going.

Jenny made Bob stay in the living room of the large suite as she got ready. She hadn't expected this to be such an occasion but she always brought along sexy lingerie. She put on a white corset that cinched in her waist and lifted her large breasts. It had a matching pair of white nylons and garter belt. She added a pair of silky white panties and four-inch white high heels. Over it all, she wore a sheer robe.

Bob stopped in his tracks when he walked into the room.

Jenny was lying back on a lounge chair with a glass of champagne in her hand. She stood and walked over to Bob, sharing her glass with him. Then she kissed him. It was the most sensual kiss she had ever shared. Their lips pressed together and their mouths opened. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and then his into hers. Their bodies pressed together and their arms wrapped around each other. Jenny felt her legs growing weak.

Bob moved Jenny over to the bed and sat her down. Then he stood in front of her and stripped. His penis throbbed in front of him and the head was dripping with his juice.

Jenny reached out and pulled his penis to her mouth. With a smile, she pushed the skin from the head and licked around the sensitive crown bringing a moan from his lips. Then she sucked the swollen head into her mouth as she pumped the shaft.

"Wait," Bob, gasped when he felt himself getting too excited. He pulled away and slipped to his knees. As he looked up at her, he spread her legs, revealing her already wet silk panties. His mouth slipped between her legs as he began to lick the slippery material covering her swollen sex.

"Ohhhh!!!" Jenny moaned as his tongue pushed the material between her lips. Her hands came up to grasp his head and guide his mouth. She felt an incredible wave of love wash over her when she saw the sparkling diamond on her finger.

Bob slipped her panties off and pushed Jenny backward onto the bed. His mouth found her bare and swollen lips. For a long time he worked on her dripping vagina, kissing and licking every inch of her warm and wet skin.

Jenny gasped when he lifted her legs and forced his tongue deep into her throbbing hole. Her legs wrapped around his head, almost smothering him with her warm thighs. Slowly her excitement built until she was almost mad with desire. Then when his lips found her very swollen clit and took it into his mouth, she climaxed. Her hips lifted from the bed and her thighs squeezed his head like a vise. She could feel her pussy gushing juice into his sucking mouth. It went on for a long, long time until she had to push his head away from her now sensitive vagina.

Bob looked dazed when his face came from between her thighs. His face was wet from his forehead to his chin with her juices.

Jenny pulled him up to her and kissed his wet lips. When she pulled away, she looked into his eyes and whispered, "I want you to fuck my mouth."

"Huh?" he said.

Jenny had done some reading, and she was convinced she could take Bob's penis all the way. The book had pointed out that the best way to do it was to be on her back with her head over the side of the bed.

"Stand up," she said. Then she turned over until her head was leaning back. "Put it in my mouth."

Bob wasn't sure what she meant but he moved forward and placed the head of his penis in her mouth, his balls touching her nose.

Jenny reached up and pulled on his hips until his penis began to slip into her mouth. She continued pulling as the large head reached the breach of her throat. With great effort, she suppressed her gag reflexes and felt the head sliding into her throat.

Bob moaned as he watched his penis move into Jenny's throat. He could actually see her throat rippling as it went deeper and deeper.

Jenny's head was spinning with excitement as she felt his pubic hair on her lips. She had the entire penis in her throat. She pushed on Bob's thighs to force the shaft out of her mouth. Then she pulled him back.

Bob moaned again, when he realized what she wanted. He began to move his hips back and forth, sliding his penis in and out slowly. As his excitement grew, he began to move faster. Soon his hips were a blur as he literally fucked her face. Soon he felt his balls begin to tighten. "Jenny," he gasped in warning and started to pull out.

Jenny moaned deep in her throat and pulled his hips back, taking his penis as deeply as it would go.

Bob bellowed as his balls forced his sperm up the shaft at rocket speed and began to pump his cum into her throat. He felt Jenny's throat muscles reacting... squeezing him... almost milking the juice from his balls.

Jenny could feel the cum pouring through the shaft. However, because his penis was in her throat she didn't get to taste him. It was only a minor disappointment.

When Bob's balls were empty, the shaft began to wilt and slipped from her throat. He went to his knees with and held her head in his hands. "God I love you," he whispered and brought his lips to hers.

Jenny climaxed again.

Later that night, they made sweet and gentle love with Bob on top of her, his penis deep in her throbbing vagina. The only hole left was her ass..., which she gave to him before the sun came up.

Epilog

Jenny gazed wistfully out the window of the jet. She could see the waves of the Atlantic Ocean below them and puffy white clouds making shadows on the blue water. It was still difficult for her to believe that she was engaged to be married. It had not been in her plans, at least for a few years. She told Bob that she still wanted to have her career and he had been incredibly supportive. The only thing that bothered her was a nagging concern that Bob would feel that she was marrying him for his money.

Jenny turned to Bob, who was reading in the seat next to her and said, "Bob, what would you say if I told you that I wanted a pre-nuptial agreement."

"A pre-nuptial agreement, why?" he asked with a shocked look on his face.

Jenny sighed and looked out the window again. She turned back to him and said, "Because I don't want you to think that I'm marrying you for your money."

"Jenny, that's crazy," he said, taking her hand. "I know that's not the reason."

"Still it bothers me."

"It's normally the guy that wants one of those."

"I know. Nevertheless, I really want you to do it. I insist."

Bob didn't want to do it and he didn't really want to talk about it. "We'll talk about it later okay."

"I'm not going to change my mind."

Bob sighed and shook his head. He knew that she could be very stubborn when she wanted to be.

A week later Bob called Jenny to his office. When she entered, she saw that he had his attorney with him.

"Hi Jenny, you know Roger our corporate attorney," Bob said.

"Yes," Jenny said as she sat down. She was sure she knew what the meeting was about.

The well-dressed attorney stood up and picked up a folder from the desk. "Jenny, Bob has instructed me to draw up a pre-nuptial agreement for you and him. I want you to read this and sign it," he said, handing Jenny a form with places for signatures at the bottom. She saw that Bob had already signed it.

The form contained all the legal words that were necessary for pre-nuptial. As Jenny read it, she realized that she didn't understand a lot of it. However, when she got to the bottom, she paused and read it again.

"And if for any reason at any time after one year Jenny Thompson decides that she wants to end the marriage to Robert Davenport, she is to get the sum of 10 million dollars adjusted for inflation. It will be paid in cash at the time of the signing of the final divorce papers."

"What is this?" Jenny asked.

"It's the pre-nuptial."

"But it says I get 10 million dollars if I divorce you," Jenny said incredulously.

Bob got up and came over to Jenny, sitting in a chair next to her. He took her hand and said, "I have the same problem you do Jenny, just from another perspective. You don't want to marry me for my money and I don't want you to stay married to me for my money. It's the only way I can be sure. I insist."

"But... but its ten million dollars."

"Jenny, I am worth billions of dollars. It means nothing to me. You are more important to me than all of it. However, it will ensure that you live a good life no matter what happens." Bob paused and looked at Jenny for a response.

She didn't know what to say.

"Now sign it and let's get this behind us," Bob said as he handed her a pen. "We have an appointment in fifteen minutes."

With a trembling hand, Jenny took the pen and signed the paper. "What appointment?" she asked.

"It's a surprise," Bob said and took her hand.

They walked out of the building and down the street.

Jenny saw a crowd of people sitting on chairs placed in the street and on the sidewalk. As she drew closer, she saw people from work and various friends milling around. There was a platform set up in front of Michael's clothing store. Above the platform was a long cloth covering a sign. Jenny thought it must be some type of dedication ceremony. She knew that Bob was very active in charities so she figured he was donating space.

Bob led a reluctant Jenny up the steps to the platform.

She tried to pull her hand from him but he squeezed it tighter. "Bob," she whispered, "Everybody can see."

Bob ignored her and held her hand as he walked over to a podium and microphone. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I want to thank you for taking time to be here today. Some of you already know or have guessed but I want to make it official: Jenny Thompson and I are engaged to be married."

Jenny's face turned red.

The crowd broke into applause. Some of the people looked shocked but others obviously knew.

When the applause died down Bob addressed the crowd again. "The real purpose for all of you being here today is to hear my announcement about a new business venture." With that, Bob turned around and pulled a cord, letting the cover over the sign fall to the ground.

The sign read "Jenny Thompson's B&B Fashion and Modeling Agency."

The crowd began to applaud loudly again.

Jenny looked at it for a second without understanding. Then her eyes opened wide. "What... what?" she stuttered.

Bob took Jenny's hand again. "It's what you wanted isn't it?"

"Yes but... but..."

"Don't worry, it's only a shell. I rented the second floor of Michael's store for you. You have to hire most of the staff and get the business off the ground. It's going to be hard work and I expect a return on my investment."

"Oh my God," Jenny cried as she tears began to pour from her eyes.

"I took the liberty of hiring a couple of people for you," Bob continued as he put his arm around Jenny. "Michael," he said into the microphone.

Michael came out of the crowd and walked up on stage.

"Michael Duran will be your fashion director."

Jenny sobbed as she hugged her friend.

"Erica Evans," Bob called out.

Erica appeared from the crowd and walked up on stage.

"Oh my God," Jenny cried.

"Erica has been retained to be your sales director."

Jenny hugged Erica as she kept her arm around Michael sobbing almost uncontrollably.

"Finally, and to my regret at losing him, Tom Crawford will be your office and facility manager."

Tom stepped onto the stage and shook Jenny's hand. There was a big smile on his face.

The crowd stood on their feet and applauded wildly.

The End