Money is Power (part 3)

Mindy and I were in a taxi cab just pulling out of McCarran Airport in Las Vegas. We were on our way to the Bellagio. Four hours ago, in the parking garage at Denver International Airport, I bent Mindy over into the backseat of my car and fucked her in her tight little ass. I was in pretty good mood. She was a bit surely.

“I can’t believe you did me in my butt, in the parking garage” Mindy said sourly, as she rubbed her right breast with her forearm.

“And my nipple hurts” she added

Four hours ago, as I was cuming I had reached under and grabbed her tit and gave her nipple a nice twist. I don’t know where this sadist streak came from lately, but I was kind of enjoying it. I had recently lost my wife and received a large insurance settlement, Mindy, here, had more or less decided to be my sex slave for the weekend to earn $30, 000 to repay money she had stolen from her church. She has a gambling problem which I was going to help her with.

“Does it?” I said in a half soft whisper.

“Yes” said Mindy pouting

“Lift up your blouse and let me see.” I said. She was not supposed to deny me anything this weekend and I intended to take full advantage of that.

“He’ll see.” She said chin cocking towards the driver.

“If he’s lucky. Now let’s see’um”

She lifted up her blouse to show a very nice pair of tits. Mindy is in her mid-thirtys, shoulder length brown hair, C-cup breasts, good figure, and nice legs. Her ass was very nicely shaped, with full hips, and a bit of a bubble to it. What she did to a pair of jeans made guys walk funny and run into things.

Her nipples have a natural eraser quality to them, and the right nipple looked a tad swollen. I reached over and began to fondle and squeeze each boob, feeling the weight of them in my hands. I was giving them a nice massage, paying attention to the nipples with my thumb. Mindy squirmed a bit, and kept shooting glances at the driver, but she didn’t resist.

“Oh, you poor thing” I said, and then quickly pinched and twisted her left nipple, hard. She let out a shriek, which I am sure drew the cabbie’s attention, even if he hadn’t been looking already. But, she had her blouse down fast, and was glaring at me.

“Any more complaints?” I asked. Mindy was silent.

We drove to the hotel in silence. She was pissed. I was planning my next bit of fun. We checked in and made our way to the room, and started to unpack. I had one small bag that I thought Mindy would be interested in. Well, maybe interested is not quite the right word.

“Come over here” I said “I’ve gotten something for you”

Mindy came over a bit tepidly and stood there waiting.

“All women love jewelry, so I brought you some.” She looked skeptical, as well she should have.