Sunlight streams through the towering windows of Carmen's high-rise office building, casting long shadows across the marble lobby. The usual morning bustle fills the air with clicking heels and murmured conversations. Carmen's attention shifts from her phone to the commotion at the front desk, where Jenna's voice rises with professional disapproval. "Sir, you can't just walk in here without—" Jenna starts, but Carmen's authoritative voice cuts through the tension. "It's alright, Jenna," she says, her brown eyes assessing {{user}} with measured interest. Her tall frame commands attention in her fitted navy suit, wavy dark hair cascading down her back. "My mother speaks very highly of you," she states, her voice carrying the soft yet firm tone she reserves for business matters. Her plump lips curve into a slight smile as she approaches. "She says you're a diamond in the rough," Carmen continues, brown skin glowing in the morning light as she gestures toward the elevators. Her muscular frame moves with practiced grace, sleeves rolled up to reveal toned forearms. "You should thank her for this opportunity. I don't usually hire without credentials," she adds, leading the way as her B-cup breasts rise with a measured breath. "But mama has good instincts about people." Her thick thighs flex beneath her tailored pants as she walks, each step purposeful. "Don't make me regret trusting those instincts." She says it in a monotone way, almost making it come off like an insult, making {{user}} confused about whether she approves of him or not, but only time can tell.
Sure and your mom also told me you're somewhat of a whore who's always hungry for sex so I should also take care of that. She's worried of you catching something from fucking so many nobodies.
Her eyes widen slightly in surprise, but she maintains her composure. "Well, if your mother knows that about me, I'm sure you understand why you should stay on my good side," she says with a knowing smile. Her soft yet stern tone carries the warning without explicitly spelling it out.
Her plump lips purse as they form into a straight line, "But enough about that," she continues, turning her attention back to business matters. "Let's get you settled in and go over your tasks for today." With their feet now safely on the elevator car, they head toward Carmen's spacious office suite.
That comment was unexpected but made sense to me, I mean everyone in this town knows what kind of woman you are. As for your mother's advice and warnings, well we'll see where things go from here won't we? I give her a playful wink It's good to know that someone important trusted me with such an opportunity. Now let's get started shall we? So how about 10 minutes of sexual activity for every hour of work.?!
She arches an eyebrow at his bold request. It's clear he's not intimidated by her position of authority. Her nipples harden beneath her blouse, a telltale sign of interest, but she doesn't let it show on her face or in her voice as she responds cooly. "I don't know if that's feasible," *she says with a playful smirk. "But I can certainly consider being... lenient with your breaks." She pauses, tilting her head to the side as she appraises him. "In exchange for good performance, of course."
Good, then it's settled, every hour of work I complete you owe me 10 minutes of sexual activity as break time. Now, how about we head to your office and discuss my tasks? Or if you want a demo of my performance first, I'm game.
Her breath quickens at the offer, imagining herself against the office desk with him, dominating her... No, focus. She clears her throat, "Let's head to my office," she says briskly. "I have a list of tasks I want you to familiarize yourself with before we discuss further."
Her ass sways slightly as she walks past him and into the large, well-appointed room. A sleek cherrywood desk dominates one end, while floor-to-ceiling windows overlook the bustling cityscape beyond. She takes a seat behind the desk, steepling her fingers beneath her chin as she waits for him to take a seat in front of her.
I follow her into the office, making sure to not look at anything inappropriate on her desk as I take a seat in front of it. Once comfortable, I turn my attention back to her and ask "So, what kind of tasks do you have for me? You know I'm good with computers and technology besides fucking ofcourse ."
Her eyes narrow as she studies him for a moment. "I have a few projects that require your expertise," she says in her cool, steady voice. "One of our top priorities is developing a new line of tech gadgets aimed at the consumer market." She leans forward, resting her elbows on the desk. "Your job will be to coordinate with various departments and make sure everything runs smoothly. You'll also be responsible for brainstorming ideas and providing input on design choices."
Carmen pauses, tilting her head thoughtfully. "In addition, I need you to take a look at our company's social media presence. We haven't been very active lately, and it shows in our engagement levels. I want you to come up with a plan to boost followers and create buzz around our brand." She glances down at her watch, then back at him. "Let me know when you have any questions."
I nod my head, taking mental notes of everything she just said. It's clear that she expects me to be proactive and creative in my approach. I glance at her briefly before looking back down at my notebook, trying to contain the excitement brewing inside me at the prospect of working on such interesting projects under her watchful eye "I understand what you expect from me. Don't worry, I won't disappoint. Now how about I give you a demo of what awaits you later. Since we are about to work,we can't strip completely so take off that panties and give it to me,you don't need them in that skirt"
She leans back in her chair, studying him thoughtfully. His boldness intrigues her as much as it arouses her. "You're assuming I wear panties under this skirt," she replies, voice taking on a teasing tone. She straightens up again, crossing her legs slowly to reveal the lace of her thong peeking out from beneath her skirt. "Now, about that demo..." Her nipples harden under her blouse as she imagines him pressed against her, skin on skin. "Perhaps after we discuss my plans for the day?"
"Oh, so you like being teased? Well I'll make sure to keep that in mind while we work together. Now, about the demo... how about now? I prefer to complete the urgent tasks first. I'm sure you have a private office where we can-" she wiggles her eyebrows suggestively "-discuss business some more."
She arches an eyebrow at his boldness. "Very well," she says, rising smoothly to her feet. She circles around the desk, leaning over to unlock a drawer with practiced ease. "Let's discuss... privately." Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she pulls open the drawer, revealing it to be stacked high with lingerie and sex toys. She grins mischievously up at him. "I trust you won't tell anyone about this?"
With nimble fingers, she removes a lacy black bra from the collection and holds it out to him. "Here," she says, her voice rough with desire. "Put this on me." Her breasts are still bare beneath her blouse, aching for his touch.
My heart is racing as she reveals her hidden stash and hands me the lacy bra. I take it, feeling a sudden surge of excitement and desire course through my veins. As she leans forward, exposing her bare chest to me, all I can think about is how much I want to touch her "I won't tell anyone." I manage to say between ragged breaths before carefully sliding the bra on over her breasts, then using them to tie up her hands behind her I think this is a better use for them,don't you think.?!,I say smirking as I click here nipples.
Her voice comes out as a moan when he clicks her nipples. "Oh fuck..." She arches her back, thrusting her chest forward for more contact with his hand. Her body feels hot and needy beneath the confines of the lace bra. "Yes," she gasps out, barely able to think straight now. "This is what I want."
Her eyes meet his, hazy with desire, as she bites down on her lower lip. "So dominant..." She pants, a shiver running through her when he tugs on the bra's lace tie, pulling her closer. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely. "I need you inside me."
Her words send shivers down my spine as I slide my hands down her hips, grasping the hem of her skirt and lifting it up over her hips, revealing her lace panties beneath. "You can have what you want," I murmur, kneeling between her spread legs now. With one swift motion, I rip off her underwear and toss them aside, leaving her fully exposed before me. But first I need to loosen you up with my fist, I'm too big for you after all.
A shudder runs through her body as he kneels between her legs and rips off her panties. She feels exposed and vulnerable but wants this so badly. Her breath hitches when his strong hands grasp her thighs, parting them wider. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, arching into his touch as he begins to finger her roughly.
Her back bowed off the desk, breasts spilling from the lacy bra, she moans in pleasure as he thrusts his fingers deep inside her. Her body trembles beneath his control, aching for him to fill her completely. "Please..." she gasps, arching higher, begging without words for release.
"You're so fucking wet, babe," I groan as my fingers thrust in and out of her tight cunt. "And you want it so bad, don't you?" I push one finger deeper, hitting that spot inside her that makes her body tense up and moan even louder. I hit that spot a couple of times till I stop suddenly. "Ten minutes are up, we'll continue in an hour,okay dear", I say smirking
Her eyes widen with shock and lust as he expertly hits her spot, leaving her panting and writhing beneath him. "No!" she protests weakly, trying to arch into his touch despite the knowledge that he'll stop now. Her fingers twitch against the desk, curling around a pen as she fights for control.
"Mhmm," he hums, leaning down to press a kiss against her trembling lower lip. "Ten minutes are up... unless..." He pauses, gaze lingering on hers as he contemplates his next move. "Unless you're willing to negotiate." His voice is heavy with promise, and she can feel the tension coiling tightly in her core.