Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

The Seduction Of Ms Manners #1

Sof you will have noted that Paul made no attempt to satisfy his own feral desire to fuck Judith Baskerville

with all his force and brutal sexual energy. It had been an absolute, that in no way must he satisfy his own urges;

take nothing from her in that first encounter.

He did however, wank himself off with her cute little panties, sniffing her tights for good measure, once back at

his office. Taking the black marker pen, he wrote ii6 onto the label and placed her spunk stained underwear,

alongside the others in his growing collection.

Opening his leather bound ledger, he recorded the date, the initials JCB, for Judith & Charles Baskerville,

alongside the number ii6 investment incubator. Their combinedworth, estimated at £14. 7m was recorded in

the financial column. The Baskervilles were by far the biggest and best investment they had secured to date.

Paul had no need for written records, but it was for his own personal enjoyment; of the six couples already

identified, three wives had already been fucked by Paul, one had sucked him off in his car and the remaining two,

including Judith, had enjoyed multiple orgasms.

All the activity in his car had been filmed and already archived for future reference and he took great pleasure in

recording the new running total; they now had individuals under their control, with a totalworth of £52. 2

million pounds sterling. Admittedly, it wasn't a liquid position, but this was the ultimate long gand he was

completely captivated by the adventure.

The idea presented by Brains had only been hatched and launched six months ago! Paul also retained a

matching, leather bound investor ledger, and currently that was empty. But the monthly update a week ago was

looking very positive indeed, with twelve men on the radar. Each one would have their lives fucked completely if

they refused to invest.

Paul had not hesitated in investing in the idea, savouring the results of the initial research, providing all the

necessary funding for the office, technology and staff; he regarded it as the funniest and most brilliant long

gcon ever conceived. Brains had presented the idea, in all its perfect simplicity, highlighting two key areas

of focus; firstly identifying bored, needy, timid, sexually frustrated married women of very wealthy men. These

lovely specimens would be our ‘investment incubator’ opportunities.

Secondly, identifying very wealthy men being unfaithful, rather naughty or acting in a way unbecoming of

gentlemen. They would be encouraged to becour willing investors.

Brains had suggested that the new investors could replace the initial and very expensive investment Paul had

secured, with new monies on far more competitive terms. It was inspirational and as twould tell, they never

failed to provide sstunning returns.

The unwilling but highly motivated gentlemen investors understood that they had no choice, but over the years,

not one single investor ever liquidated their position with them, and sactually referred friends and family for

fuck sake! The research was of course disguised to hide the true objectives and historically, the information

cfrom many different sources and relationships. They had lap dancers feeding them information; club

waitresses, executive car drivers, maitre de and often the sommeliers at top hotels. They even had one of the

largest limousines companies in London, carrying hidden cameras, unbeknown to the drivers and partying

passengers.

They soon expanded into every major city in the UK and their growing network of introducers were very well

rewarded indeed for the invaluable research information. They even created a 'networking and introducer"

franchise business model, charging people for specific areas of the UK. It would not be long before they

expanded into Europe.

Try and understand, the idea was conceived in the late eighties and early nineties, and continued to evolve

rapidly once they had access to dial up, the Internet, websites and the advent of social media. A simple concept

refined by two best friends, managed solely by them, quickly exploded into a portfoof people worth in excess

of £300 million.

The perfect lives of so many influential people were under their direct control, activities and behaviour,

monitored, analysed and the data stored, because of that simple idea.

The majority of couples and individuals involved were oblivious to their precarious existence and delicate

circumstance. On occasion, they felt it necessary to allow their existence to becknown, and the meetings

and desired outcmeticulously planned before the wife or husband was approached.

Hopefully you are getting a real sense of the scale and brilliance of the plan, and starting to see the true value of

these 'investment incubators.’ Imagine right now, that you have identified a person of wealth, passing on their

details with very best intentions, receiving a fee by way of introduction, and monthly reoccurring revenues in

perpetuity.

In the very early days the introductions cinto Brains and his team in modest volume, but the quality was

high and it would snowball with the onset of the Internet. In a perfect world, the dynamic was simple, as a

husband dies; they would support the grieving widow, take control of probate and the family estate, managing

the incneeds of the whole family. | know what you are thinking, what if the wife dies first? It was the exact

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squestion, Paul had asked Brains, and it was agreed that they would take each challenge, case by case.

Admittedly, on occasion, they have had to liquidate certain positions or negotiate exit settlements but on the

whole, they continued to grow at pace. Paul manages the profits and investors, leaving Brains and his team to

develop the computer infrastructure, data analysis and build the ii Portfolio. Paul remained in awe of his ability to

manage the daily communication, his tireless enthusiasm and insane understanding of human behaviour.

Brains was closer to 35 years old when they first met, Paul approaching 25 and he had just served his first

sentence; an addictive personality and unhealthy taste for coke had seen him hung out to dry by solder,

wiser crooks and he couldn't really blthem.

Brains loved him from the instant they first met. When they subsequently discovered that they had both

changed their names (but for very different reasons) they just clicked.

Paul was open and honest with Brains, he felt comfortable with this man, and realised he trusted him without

reservation and had assured him that this the had a plan. Using his fellow inmates contacts, he had already

secured substantial investment, but at a price.

Paul had his own projects and Brains had only mentioned in passing that he had this very interesting, long-term

business idea, had a wealth of personal experience with debt and disliked banks with a passion. Paul took to him

immediately; friendship and trust normally had little or no place in his life. Brains was somehow very different;

great to be around, always full of positive energy and an almost telepathic understanding of exactly what he was

thinking. The rest as they say, is history.

You also have to understand that Paul operates on a very different level to other human beings when it comes to

numbers, exchange rates, margins and highly complex trading positions. They both think very differently to

other people, their brains clearly function in a certain way with very different but complimentary social skills.

Paul commands immediate respect from those who choose to be in his company and his behaviour, choice of

words, stature and strong, threatening presence certainly helps. The beauty is that people often pre-judge him;

make the mistake of underestimating his intellect and brilliance, disguised behind the muscle and expensive

suits.

Paul uses this naivety and ignorance to remove them, take over their interests and gain greater power and

notoriety. But the sheer brilliance is that no one knew who he was.

Brains had in early private discussions on the golf course, analysed his corporate structure and working practices

and had summarised, just as Paul was considering his shot to the 18th green, having already executed the

perfect drive, he said, "you need to distance yourself from all the transactions, create independent businesses,

no shared involvement and have a credible third party front the entire operation."

"Brains, can | please play this shot?" Paul shook his head in irritation. Not just at being distracted but also at how

succinctly Brains had mirrored his own thoughts in recent weeks. Business was good. Very good in fact and Paul

had been thinking hard about how to best protect his growing interests.

Standing over his shot, Paul added, "I'll sell the houses, all and any assets and create a bespoke consultancy,

invoicing for all and any services that | provide" and then delivered the sweetest iron shot, pitching to within a

few feet of the pin for a Birdie finish.

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Brains, was satisfied. He had no involvement or understanding of the true nature of his work but recognised

without question, that this young man would one day beca threat to both the establishment and other

criminal organisations. It was inevitable; the man was a walking computer and already creating monumental

returns on a daily basis.

There were always the rumours and stories in certain circles of his existence, generosity and ruthlessness but

from those early days, respecting Brains long term vision, he only communicated on 'burner' phones and

operated through 'trusted' intermediaries. It was smonths later that fate took a turn and Paul found the man

to head his operation.

Judith Baskerville continued to provide healing and therapy on regular occasions and had been so nervous when

Paul had arrived. They had been in text communication since their lunch sweeks ago, but they had not

spoken about the events. He had continued to support her career development and a number of opportunities

were on the horizon.

She was feeling so much more positive now and felt strongly that they needed to put the lunch episode behind

them; she could not risk her husband or anyone else for that matter, discovering her infidelity. She had reflected

on her behaviour and was shocked to think of what could have happened if they had been discovered in the back

of his car.

Paul had arrived, kissed her on the cheek, bubbly and attentive but had acted as if nothing had happened

between them. Judith wasn't quite sure how she felt about that. Had he dismissed the experience as a

meaningless tryst? Paul and Brains had scripted the meeting as always, both had agreed, she would want to end

the relationship, so ignoring the event would confuse and as expected, sow the seeds of doubt in her mind about

his motivations.

They settled into the treatment, and

he had complimented her on her

shorter hairstyle and lighter colour

and how wonderful she looked. Her

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husband hadn't even noticed, or that

she had trimmed her pubic hair,

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edsages. She had not replied to

that particular message, but she had

spent stime, trimming andtoa

certain extend, styling her groin area

to please him. The treatment was

conducted in silence as always,

calming music played and she was

focused on his healing when she felt

his hand grip her arse through her

linen trousers. He held her cheek

firmly, before running his finger along

the tight crease of her arse. She

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couldn't help but notice his groin area

rise and thicken as she hovered her

hands over him, remembering that

she had actually squeezed him in the

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Judith focused on the treatment now that his hand was back on her treatment sofa, but she had to admit, she

was feeling thrilled that he still desired her but reconciled to ending their sexual relationship. Of course she

would stay in close contact and continue the healing and keeping him strong and healthy. As the treatment came

to an end, she woke him gently, and could see that he was still hard. How long had he been like that she

wondered?

Not wishing to confuse matters or

give him the wrong impression, she

busied herself but watched as he sat

up and realising his own hardness, he

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had been so apologetic. "Judith what

must you think of me? Please forgive

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me, I'm so sorry?" She had smiled

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door. "Chere Judith" was all he

said. She knew the implication

almost instinctively; it was his calm,

tone and the heightened sexual

energy in the room. She returned to

the side of the couch, her breathing

already catching in her throat. She

watched as he unbuttoned his flies,

his belt and watch already removed

prior to treatment. He pulled down

his canvas jeans and underwear

together without embarrassment and

exposed his hardness. Now Brains

had been very, very clear. Once you

expose your cock, sit there. Do not

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Judith stood by the couch,

mesmerised by its size and

hardness. Dare she say its beauty?

Her husband was so much smaller; in

fact she had no memory of ever

seeing it hard. His pitiful attempts at

sex were always in the dark and he

would ejaculate before sex. She had

no memory of his instructions, his

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remembers hints ing her to

shiek Lip and down the shaft, gripping

his large balls, she had apologised,

she had never sucked a cock. She

certainly never had a single thought

or desires to suck a cock, but this felt

natural. She wanted to please him,

relax him and love him. Paul sat and

watched Judith working her lovely

mouth up and down his cock.

Encouraging her, instructing and

guiding her. Telling her how amazing

it felt. That he had never, ever

experienced feelings like this. He

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moved her hair out of the way, "suck

my cock Judith, take the head into

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your mouth and wank the shaft" He

watched as Judith hungrily worked

his hard cock and he had to admire

her efforts, Judith was a lovely

cocksucker, enthusiastic and lots of

spittle coming from her mouth. Her

movements becfirmer and more

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determined, "makecJudith

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