by Carrie
Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 50
I had invited Little John over to my Park Avenue apartment under the guise that he was my personal trainer. This way I could shut my bedroom door and not be bothered. My butler, Thisley, of course, wasn’t too pleased. I didn’t care. I told him, “Go ahead and spank me again. That’s all you do anyway.” I had just gotten spanked all because he thought I was getting that high society stuck up attitude. He didn’t mind that I was naturally high minded, but when I told him that I planned on changing his uniform to boy shorts and knee socks he got very insulted. I stuck my tongue out at him and gave him the Bronx cheer. Then I got good and hot. The whole house heard me.
I told all this to Little John who for some reason thought it was funny. I said, “Some friend you are. Some personal trainer.” He was lying on my bed with his sunglasses on and legs crossed. ” I was trying to get dressed, but had to wait until my so called training session was over to get to my closets. I never dress myself. It’s my butler’s job to get my clothing.
So I had to walk around in my panties. L.J. said, “I like what you got on.” I was wearing a nice little white silk panty with a two wide inch embroidered band that hugged my waist. The center dipped into a soft little v between my legs. I had to put up with L.J,’s stares, but at least he appreciates beauty. He said, “White girls are so pretty in their panties.” I said, “I’m supposed to be doing push-ups or something. Remember?” He laughed at me again..
He said, “I want you to wear just that tonight…just that.” I thought about it and walked to my full length mirror and studied myself, “You really think so?” Even though I’m pregnant my lovely long legs and lean frame carry me well. My breasts are fuller and larger, and my nipples ever riper. In a sort of demurred voice I said to L.J. “Do you really like me?” “I love you…Come here.” I followed his orders and stood before the bed. He sat up and touched my goods all over as if they were his. “You need to be pimped, don’t you?” I nodded my head like a little girl. He slipped his finger down my panty and into my hot pussy. He said, “You didn’t answer me.” I didn’t think I had to.
