It’s nice to be rich, I thought to myself while lying on the sun bed by the pool. People around me were talking, laughing and drinking from exotic cocktails. The palm trees swayed lazily in the breeze coming in from the ocean just a few yards from where the pool ended.My mega rich husband had surprised me with two tickets to an all-inclusive complex in Costa Rica and I had jumped up and down like a silly school girl. I had immediately gotten into my Ferrari and driven to the most exclusive shop I could find and went on a shopping spree. I spent more money in that hour than I had earned during a year working at the diner where Jack met me.***At the time I was just another trailer trash girl with tattoos a bad attitude and too many boyfriends. He was in his forties and almost twice as old as I, Ümraniye Escort but he didn’t care. He told me later that he fell in love with me the moment I put down the dirty coffee mug in front of him.Maybe he was telling the truth but I think it was more about my hot body and bouncy boobs than actual love. Not that I cared, I wanted to get out of the trailer park and when he asked me to move in with him I said yes.So, what was a man like Jack doing in a place like that? It turned out that he would fly around the country in his private jet looking for trailer parks he could buy and then turn into a profit. Where I lived was so run down he didn’t even consider buying it, but he came back twice before I said yes and went with him.My new lifestyle was out of Ümraniye Escort Bayan a magazine, but as the saying goes, ‘you can take the girl out of the trailer park, but you can’t the park out of the girl.’What this meant was that I continued to fuck around on Jack as much as possible. Don’t take me wrong, he has a nice cock and fucks pretty well, but my pussy needs filling every day, or it becomes sad. Jack traveled a lot and I would spend weeks by myself in our mansion.I quickly realized that all the gardeners and pool boys that worked around the houses were a bunch of horny men. It didn’t take long before I had a steady stream of willing cocks lining up outside. At first, I was very careful, but over the following weeks and months, I didn’t give Escort Ümraniye a shit. I just let the entrance door stay unlocked and the men would walk in and usually find me by the pool or in the living room, naked and willing.***At noon I decided it was time for a shower and then lunch. When the elevator stopped on my floor I walked along the corridor and there was a man standing on a ladder changing light bulbs.“Hello,” he said.I smiled and nodded politely. He was a good-looking guy in his early thirties, with very dark skin and black eyes with his hair slicked back. Under his T-shirt, I noted a strong body and his biceps were impressive.As I reached my door I turned and said, “Hey, why don’t you come in?”“Why? I am not allowed to mix with the guests.”I bit my lower lip and cocked my hip. My bikini was tiny and the thong bottom showed off my apple shaped ass.“Oh, I don’t mind, and there might be a tip in it for you.”He got down the ladder and by the time I had the door open he was right behind me.When I closed it he grabbed me from behind and walked me over to the bed where he threw me on my stomach.