In the Meeting Room

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She didn’t know what to expect. The negotiations had all been over email, and mostly she’d just felt like this guy was a bit of a dick. She hadn’t been able to get him to budge at all. Of course she knew, why should he? He’s got the more solid case. But she was determined that she was going to go in there and fight. She undid two more buttons on the top of her blouse. She was going to get every advantage she could. She got comfortable in her chair, and waited for him to enter the meeting room.

When he came through the door the first thing he noticed was how open her blouse was, and her perky tits showing through. He knew what she was trying to do, and smiled to himself that he was going to have to teach her a lesson. “Nobody tries to manipulate me,” he thought. “That’s going to cost you.”

She wanted to dislike him, but before he even said a word she felt herself get a little wet. He was so tall, his eyes were so piercing, and he just seemed like he already owned the room. She sat in a disoriented silence.

“Aren’t you going to stand up?” he asked.

She snapped out of her disorientation, but hadn’t really heard what he said so she said nothing.

“Stand up,” he said, holding out his hand, “it’s a sign of respect.”

“Yes, of course,” she said. She shook his hand and felt his firm grip. It was a bad day for her not to be wearing panties, because she felt a little mofos porno wetness escape down her leg.

“That’s better,” he said. “Now sit down. We’re going to get started.”

“Yes, sir.” She couldn’t believe she had just said that. She was supposed to be negotiating.

“I gave you my best offer in my last email,” he said. “You’re still trying to tell me that’s not good enough?”

She tried to regain her composure, to be professional. “No. What you offered isn’t fair.”

“Really?” he said. “So what’s fair is you showing off your tits to try to get me so horny I won’t think straight? Is that what’s fair?”

She wanted to feign surprise and offense, but it felt like he could see right through her. She just blushed and sat silently.

He got up and walked around to her side of the table. He stood behind her, then bent over so he could speak right into her ear. “You think you can flash your tits at me and get what ever you want. Is that right?”

She could feel his lips next to her ear. She let out a soft “Mmmm-hmmm,” with her horniness barely hidden.

He slapped the contract on the table, grabbed her shoulders, and said, “Then I’m going to have to teach you how this works. Because you don’t get to push me around. Got it?”

She said nothing, but sat quivering, hoping it wouldn’t show how badly she wanted him to fuck her.

“My offer naughty america porno hasn’t changed,” he said. “You are going to sign this contract.”

“I don’t think it’s fair,” she said.

He stood straight up. “Take out your pen.”

Again, she couldn’t move.

“You will take out your pen,” he said more firmly.

She felt her hand reach for her pen. It was as if she wasn’t in control of her own actions any more. That her body just did what he told it to.

“Wait,” he said, and he slid the contract to the far side of the table. “Now sign it.”

She didn’t understand why he did that, but the only thing she could do was obey. The contract was far across the table so she had to bend far over to sign. It was only when she felt him come up behind her, and felt his hard cock through his pants, that she understood what he was doing.

“That’s right,” he said. “If you think you’re going to push me around then I’m going to show you how this really works.”

She felt him pull up her skirt to reveal her bare, wet pussy. He started to rub her cunt taking it full in his hand. “You dirty little girl,” he said. “I’ll show you who’s in charge here.”

She heard him unzip his pants, and felt a rush up her spine. She wanted to be taught so badly. She knew what she tried to do and now she wanted to pay for it by feeling his hot load of public agent porno cum drip down her legs.

He slid his huge, throbbing cock halfway into her pussy while she was still bent over the table, but stopped there.

She couldn’t take it. She wanted it all. Why was he stopping?

“Sign the fucking contract, you dirty little girl,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” she said and signed her name.

With that he thrust his cock deep inside of her dripping wet pussy. She squealed and looked back to see him thrusting in and out, in and out, moaning a deep, satisfied moan. He was going to make sure she remembered who was in charge. He fucked her hard, bent over the table.

She let out a cry as she came with a thunderous orgasm. He could feel her pussy lips quivering around his cock, but he wasn’t going to stop until he filled that wet pussy with hot cum. He grabbed her hips even tighter, fucked her even harder until he threw his head back and with a deep groan unloaded inside of her.

She took his load, feeling every pulse of his cock shooting more and more hot cum into her pussy. When he was done shooting his cum, he leaned his weight onto her and said, “Who is in charge?”

“You are, sir,” she said.

“And what happens when you try to fuck with me?” he asked.

“You fuck me, like the dirty little girl I am,” she said.

“That’s right,” he said, “fuck with me and you will get fucked,” he said.

And with that, he zipped up his pants and grabbed the signed contract.

All she could do was watch him, still bent over the table, trying to bring her breathing under control. “Thank you, sir,” she said as he walked out of the room.

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