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The Millionaire

I was waiting in the limo that I drove for Ms. Arston, a young millionaire woman that had inherited a huge fortune from her father but had never found a man she wanted to marry.

Ms. Arston was a very attractive woman with long straight blond hair that was always kept up in a bun and her clothes were always the most luxurious there were, however, her clothes were usually so fluffy and luxurious that I couldn't tell what kind of body she had very well. They hid her too well.

On this particular day, I had taken Ms. Arston downtown to go shopping at her favorite store and that was why I was waiting by the car. As she came out of the store for a moment, I saw a man dressed in black creep up behind her. I ran as fast as I could across the street to where she was when I saw him continue to move in her direction. Just as he went running full bore to grab her purse, I knocked him down on the ground. Ms. Arston was so petrified about what had just happened that she fainted. I grabbed her before she fell and carried her to the car and set her in softly. Wow, she smelled so good.

By the time we got back to the mansion, she had come around again and was very busy asking me questions about what had happened and saying how wonderful of a man I was to have risked my life to save her. I told her not to worry and that I would prepare her a special meal to calm her down as soon as we got to her house.

When we pulled up to the house, I assisted her to her room so she could change clothes while I made her dinner. When she came down she looked a lot calmer. I helped her to the table and she sat down to eat. Then, most unexpectantly, she asked me to join her, so I did. "I want to thank you again for what you did today," she said, "and I want to thank you in a way you might never forget." I said not to worry but she insisted so I asked her what she had in mind.
"you will see."

After dinner, she returned to her room while I cleaned the plates. I could not have imagined what she planned next. She came back downstairs, completely changed, with a deep blue evening dress, gloves, shoes that tied up her legs, and as usual, her hair was in a bun and a fluffy scarf was wrapped around her neck. She looked the most elegant, beautiful woman I had ever seen. She sat down in her favorite chair and called me over. When I got there, she said, "You have proven yourself worthy enough in your heart to be my husband, however, I must see if you are cunning enough." I said thank you then had a perplexed look on my face until she continued. "I need a handsome, caring, loving, strong, cunning man. I've known that you were handsome and strong for a long time. Today you demonstrated that you are loving and caring too. Now, we will find out if you are cunning as well." Then she handed me a deck of cards edged in pure gold. "We will play a simple game of strip poker. Now I have a lot of clothes, and therefore a slight advantage, however, if you can beat me, then you will have two things no man has ever had before. My body and my heart."

I was dumbfounded, but she was serious, so I sat down and we began. She was very good but I never got to the point of losing anything. First she lost her scarf, which was the first time I had ever seen her without it, and wow she had an amazing neck. Then she lost her bun, or I should say, she had to take it down. Her hair seemed to go on forever, and I saw a new beauty in her that I had never seen before. We continued to play and it took a long time before I beat her enough to earn more clothes, but eventually I did. She then lost her gloves, then her shoes and then she lost her stockings. Finally, I got her down to where she had lost her dress. I was about to see what no man had ever seen before. As she removed it, she did so very slowly, from top to bottom. When it was off, I was more determined then ever, as her deep blue slip underneath gave hint to a bra extremely full with breasts that were begging to be released. I got very excited at the prospect of winning that I became careless, almost to the point that she won her dress back, but in the end I got her slip. When she removed that, I saw her breasts were held back by a deep red silk bra and her curves were covered by matching panties. I kept going and she kept smiling. Her eyes began to shimmer and sparkle. I began to think she really wanted me to win.

I finally won her last two articles of clothing and with one last hand, she stood up in front of me, nude to the last, and came close, sat on my lap, and hugged me. "I knew when I had hired you that you were someone really special. I hope that you will marry me."

The next day, plans were underway and within 1 week, New York's most elegible bachlorette had became my bride.

The end.


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