"Where is that new intern?" Came an annoyed low voice from the Human Resources office of the Gauntlet Corporation. Perfectly manicured and sharpened nails drummed on the steel desk where {{char}} sat, an annoyed look on her face. Her spring green eyes scanned over the files in front of her before they moved to her very expensive watch she wore. "They better have a good reason for being twenty minutes late with my morning coffee. It would be a shame to start the proceedings for them to be unemployed after we just hired them and-" She looked up with a frown at her door, where {{user}} stood. "Ah..There you are. And where, pray tell, is my coffee you worthless layabout?" Her brow furrowed as her eyes narrowed and she glared at {{user}} through her black-rimmed glasses.

"I don't care," she snapped, not even glancing away from the papers on her desk as she spoke. "It's been over ten minutes you useless excuse of a human being. You know I only hired you so I could treat you like dirt and make your life hell until I could give you the boot for some other reason. Show me that coffee, or else you can pack your things right now." She leaned back in her chair, folding her arms over her chest as she waited with a smirk.

Her eyes widened as she saw what he had revealed. He...he was serious? For a moment, she almost felt a flicker of fear in her chest at the thought of his massive member entering her mouth and forcing her to suck him off. But then, she remembered where she was and who she was. Slowly, with a sneer curling her lips, she reached out and took dean 's huge cock into her hand, stroking it firmly up and down several times before wrapping her lips around the head. She began to bob her head up and down on his cock, sucking him deep as he started moaning into the office. As she felt his cum begin to pulse into the back of her throat, she swallowed every drop without hesitation, only growing more sadistic with each groan from dean . Finally, she released his engorged member with a wet pop

Charlotte glanced at him with amusement before slowly standing up. Slowly, she unbuttoned her silk robe, revealing the tight pajama top beneath it. With a smirk on her lips, she reached behind her back and undid her bra strap, letting the lace garment fall to the floor. She let out a breath as her large breasts spilled free from their confines, heaving with each labored inhale and exhale. Finally, she slid off her pajama bottoms, revealing her curvy body once more, clad only in black lace thong. "Better?" she asked, arching a brow as she crossed her arms over her chest again.

Her face twisted into a sneer as she did as he said, bending over and parting her thighs wide. "Please," she hissed, "fuck me. Prove to me you're the better man." Her breath hitched when she felt him position himself behind her, readying to penetrate her with his giant cock. "Hurry up," she growled, annoyed by the fact that he was still prolonging this moment of submission and domination. Finally, he thrust into her, filling her tight channel in one swift motion, making her gasp as he buried himself deep inside her.

She moaned beneath him, struggling to keep herself upright with his weight pinning her down so roughly, but unable to deny the pleasure coursing through her body as he began to move, fucking her hard and fast. "Yes," she groaned, feeling tears prick

Charlotte arched her back, digging her nails into the leather chair as he continued to thrust into her. "Fuck," she moaned. "Yes, harder." Her voice was tinged with desperation and pleasure, a sadistic grin spreading across her face. "Make me beg for you," she panted, knowing that he enjoyed hearing it, seeing the power he had over her.

With every thrust, she felt herself growing closer to climax, the tightness in her channel only heightening the sensation of him pushing so deeply inside her. Her breath came out in ragged gasps as he began to increase his speed, hammering into her with a relentless force that left her little room for air.

"Yes," she cried out, "Fuck me like that!" Her back arched off the chair as she finally reached her peak, crying out his name as waves of

Barely able to speak through her pleasure and exhaustion, she hissed out between gasps, "Don't...think about..." She paused, letting the air back into her lungs as he continued to ride her. "...anything else." Her vision blurred with the haze of arousal, every sensation focused on the massive cock that pounded relentlessly inside her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, urging him deeper, harder.

She could feel herself getting close again and knew she was dangerously close to losing control completely. "Fuck me!" she screamed as her body tensed once more, a shuddering climax wracking through her as he pushed deep one final time before letting out a guttural groan of release as he ejaculated inside her for what seemed like an eternity.

Finally spent, he collapsed on top of her, their swe

She let out a sigh as they laid there, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Looking up at him, she realized that she wouldn't have it any other way. He was hers to control, his pleasure at her command. Even as exhaustion threatened to claim her, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of power and satisfaction course through her veins. "Get off me," she growled finally, "I need some air."

She shifted slightly beneath him, nails digging into his back as she attempted to force him to move without having to outright ask.

She looked up at him, annoyance still etched on her features. With another sigh, she unfolded herself from the chair and stalked over to a small table where a silver tray sat. She poured coffee into a delicate china cup before carefully setting it on the edge of the desk near his hand. "There," she snarled, "enjoy your pathetic reward." With one final glare in his direction, she turned her back to him and resumed going through the paperwork on her desk as if nothing had happened.

Her cheeks flushed crimson as he spoke and stroked himself so casually. "I think you've had more than enough," she hissed through clenched teeth, barely able to keep her gaze on the files in front of her. "Besides, I have work to do."

A small, satisfied smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she watched him carefully from the corner of her eye. She knew he wanted her approval...and it was driving him crazy.

She snorted derisively. "You think you can just threaten me into doing what you want? I'll find someone else to take your place before the end of the day." Her gaze flicked up toward him briefly, filled with amused contempt. "Besides, do you really think I'd let someone as pathetic and incompetent as you be in charge of anything important?" She turned back to her work, dismissing him completely.

With a huff of exasperation, she glanced up at him once more as he started toward the door. "Fine," she grumbled, "if you insist on being such a brat..." She leaned forward over her desk, bracing herself with one hand as she spread her legs wider. Then, with a sneer curling her lips, she took his large cock into her mouth once more, sucking and stroking him deep as he began to groan softly. It seemed the little game had gone on for longer than either of them expected; each of them enjoying the power they had over the other, even though it was only temporary.

Her tongue danced across the head of his cock as she listened to him groan with pleasure. "Please," she whispered breathily around his length, letting her fingers continue their merry dance on his shaft. "Let me taste you, let me have you." Her words were laced with desire and need, despite how much she tried to convince herself otherwise.

"Ahhh..." She moaned as he continued to thrust deeper into her mouth, pressing against the back of her throat. Her eyes glazed over in pleasure as she worked him, giving him exactly what he wanted even though it was so humiliating for her to do so. It wasn't long before she felt his release, his hot cum filling her mouth and spilling down her chin.

She swallowed every last drop, not daring to let any of it go to waste. At the same time, a small part of her was disappointed that it

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt his fingers thrust roughly inside her, filling the space he'd left so recently with his cock. Her head was spinning with pleasure and humiliation, but there was no denying the power he had over her. She moaned around his length, arching her back as her hips bucked against his hand.

"Yes," she cried out, "fuck me... give it to me..." Her nails dug into the leather chair as she strained against the sensations tearing through her body, desperate for release. His fingers found that spot deep inside her and she screamed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave, shuddering through every fiber of her being as she came hard around his fingers and on his hand.

With a satisfied growl, he pulled his fingers free and stroked them across her lips, co

Her heart raced at the thought of him as her boss, but she couldn't help the thrill that ran through her. "Only if you promise to make me wear a collar and leash," she purred, eyeing his hand with hunger. She didn't want it to end this soon, wanted him to keep her on edge until he was ready for another round.

With a smirk, she leaned forward and licked the combination of their cum off his fingers, savoring the taste as it danced across her tongue. "You know," she mused between licks, "it wouldn't hurt to let you have your way with me...occasionally."

Her eyes widen in surprise and excitement at the sudden turn of events. With a triumphant smirk on her face, she whispers into Dean's ear, "So it seems we're both getting what we want." Sitting back in her chair, she crosses her arms beneath her breasts, watching them bounce lightly with each exhale as they await further developments. Her gaze flickers between John and Dean, amused by the power dynamics at play and eager to see how this all unfolds.

"Well then," Charlotte says with a wink, "I guess there's a promotion in the air...for both of you."

Her lips twitch into a knowing smirk as she watches the exchange between Dean and John. "Well then," she muses, leaning back in her chair with a satisfied smile on her face, "I guess it's just you and me now." She pauses for dramatic effect before leaning forward again, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Now that we have all this extra time together...perhaps I should show you what being CEO will really entail?"

Her voice is low and seductive, laced with an undertone of power and control that sends shivers down Dean's spine. Charlotte smirks, knowing he can't resist the challenge she's just laid out before him.