Working Under Her

JAKE

Jaime slid down the wall, back on her own two feet. The spell Jake had over her, however fleeting, was broken. Jake was left wondering if indeed he had ever been in control after all. On reflection he doubted it. Jaime tossed the Kleenex at him cavalierly, with a smirk on her face. She was back in control. Jake felt the now familiar sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. He was suddenly embarrassed by his appearance, maybe it was because of the way Jaime was leering at him. He flushed red, and she saw him.

He cleaned up quickly, and got ready to leave. They headed for the door when Jake remembered to scoop up Jaime's torn panties. He stuffed them inside his suit coat pocket. As they left the office they walked past the client. Jamie led eyes forward long strides leading them to the meeting room. Luckily the rep and the owner were oblivious to what had happened so close by. The accountant, a tall vivacious red head silently laughed as Jake strode past. Well, perhaps they had been noticed after all!

The remainder of the day, they went from meeting to meeting. Jake said nothing except when directly asked. Jaime was her usual confident, bombastic, larger than life self. She made quick but keen decisions all day. She made agendas and assigned work to everyone including Jake as if she were the person they had to support. Jake had to admit, she was sheer genius in action. In a strange way, Jake got hot again for her, there was nothing like the combination of beauty and brains. With aplomb and nerve she convinced Terry to go to bat assigning her the account. He gave in, happily.

The main action item was to find a way to get in front of the People's bank CIO equivalent. Communist China was still a vast slow moving bureaucracy any chance they had of getting a visa soon was nil. That was out. At the end of the day Jake took a call from the IBM Beijing office. A smile lit up his face. When Jaime finally got off the phone he grinned at her and said -

"Seems that out CIO friend is going out of the country looking at the best practices of another large bank. In Thailand. Are you up for a trip to Bangkok?"
 
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Jaime

Even I couldn't contain my enthusiasm from appearing on my face. Bangkok! It was a dream come true.

In the past few years, Bangkok has been the center of tourist attractions and growing at a rapid pace as Southeast Asia's leading industrial and financial sector. To maintain the old Asian tradition, IBM's Bangkok office has been no man's land for American employees. But, tradition didn't mix well with advancement. They haven't been able to maintain Bangkok's speedy process and compete with Japan's market, so they are forced to open their doors and invite others. And they chose me, Jaime Spinoza to pitch IBM Global Services to Thailand's largest bank, Bank of Thailand.

I grabbed Jake and led him in a dance around the office. Until the tears fell down my cheeks from laughing, I then stopped, still holding him.

"We have soo much to do, Jake. What should we do first, work or shop?"

Jake looked at me, puzzled at my question. Before he had a chance to ask, I answered him.

"Jake, we are going to meet some of the World's leading business men. I can't have you go with what you wear to work. And, I can't imagine you having the suits that are appropriate. So, we are going shopping. Don't worry, IBM will reimburse you."
 
JAKE

The ice queen cracked! Jake saw a totally new side of Jaime. She giggled and laughed like a schoolgirl. Her guard was let down however briefly. As they danced around the office, Jake got all caught up in her enthusiam.

Bangkok, how cool was that? He could imagine them now, flying off in a jumbo jet. He had ALWAYS wanted to visit the Far East, and now he was going to get his chance. Someone else is even footing the bill ! He looked at Jaime and thought that the company he would be keeping would be pretty damn good. Impulsively he kissed her.

"Yes Jaime! You did it. Bangkok here we come !"

Shopping, whoa! Jake dressed well but he hardly had the money to dress as tastefully as Jaimie did. Jake couldn't believe his good luck. Jaimie gathered up her things and as usual headed out expecting rather than asking him to follow. She hopped in her car and roared off, Jake followed in her wake. Now, where does a woman like Jaime shop? Jake would soon find out !
 
Jaime

As I hopped into my car, I wondered to myself, "What do I know about dressing a man?" This is posing a challenge for me. I've undressed many men before and never once thought about what they wear. Also, I didn't check with Terry on IBM paying for Jake's clothing expenses. New employees usually don't have that privelege. If they have anything to say, they'll just have to take it up with me.

My instincts guided my car towards downtown. That is where all the fine shops like Brooks Brothers, Prada, Dolce & Gabbera, Ralph Lauren and Coach are. I made a mental list of necessary items for Jake. He needs two to three business suits, evening suit, leather briefcase, and casual wear suited for the Thailand's humidity.

I made sure Jake was within sight. We pulled in the garage and parked our cars, side by side.

Jake couldn't control the grin on his face. He looked like a kid in a candy store.

The first store we entered was Brooks Brothers...
 
JAKE

By the time Jake rolled into the parking lot he was excited. Not that Jake dressed poorly, he just never was one to have the cash to lay out for a real Brooks Brothers clothes. Tommy Hilfiger stretched his bank account. In fact, Jake had never before purchased anything that was tailored, he had an "off the rack" kind of budget.

Jake appraised Jaime as she strode confidently in. Within minutes she had two men hopping at her commands bringing in different combinations of suits, shirts and ties. Jake was used to shopping in anonymity, all the help was a little disconcerting. Jaime was, however, in her element.

He slipped on a dark blue pinstriped double breasted suit, athletic cut a 42 Long size. The rich wool blend was fabulous, Jake could see why it was that when IBM sales people dressed to impress they wore classic blue. He looked over at Jaime, who stood there like the queen she was directing traffic.

Jake couldn't help but look helplessly at her, especially those lips painted red and full. There was something devastatingly attractive about a intelligent, beautiful woman in total control of the situation ...
 
Jaime

After reading off a list of necessities, a tailor was out measuring Jake. Pierre our wardrobe coordinator and I were in a corner discussing colors, material and style.

In a pretentious fake French accent, Pierre asked me, "What's the story on your boy wonder."

"Back off! He's mine." I hissed back.

After releasing a cat like hiss, he walked off with a hyena like girl's laugh.

"Jake. You really should change your name. Jake is too boyish. Jaime tells me you're the hottest property at IBM. Tell me, what's it like working for her." Pierre rubbed his hands along Jake's shoulder and down his arm, sizing him up.
 
JAKE

Jake eyed this tailor with suspicion. Pierre obviously knew Jaime well. His hands moved with their practiced speed and professionalism. Jake held his breath in apprehension as Pierre measured his inseam, no one had ever done THAT to him before.

Pierre stared at Jake as he worked, who then realized he had never answered his question! He glanced over at Jaime who was matching Italian ties to silk shirts. She dropped a blue tie, and when she bent over to pick it up Jake could swear she wiggled her ass a bit knowing he was watching. Pierre followed his gaze and muttered -

Ah, zat one she has too thin an ass. No, that will never do. It needs to be fuller more inviting. See like zis

Pierre spun around and pointed at his own ass. Helplessly Jake looked around for help all he could do was stammer -

Er no, I um I you are just not my type. Although you have a fine ass. For a guy that is.

Jake looked around there was a man next to him staring at Pierre admiringly. He wore a peach colored shirt obviously from Georgia. Jake nodded his head at Pierre and pointed out the man with his eyes saying and silently mouthing maybe him. Pierre stood and whispered to Jake -

No - that is just a crazeee artist who I refuse to go out with. Not stable is he you know?
 
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Jaime

I can feel Jake’s desperate eyes on me as I was perusing the tie racks. I decided to ignore him for this was a test. I knew how bold Pierre is with his clients and Jake had fresh meat written all over him. Inwardly, my body was screaming with laughter. When Pierre sets his hooks on someone, he doesn’t hold anything back. I can’t blame him. I too am the same way. Only my focus is on IBM.

Jake was handling himself well. When you are a Salesperson 24/7, you are often thrown into uncomfortable situations and Jake seemed to be passing this test with flying colors. Then a thought leapt into my head. Maybe, Jake is gay! Remembering his intense passion during our lovemaking, I knew there was no way he’s gay. But then, I can’t rule out him being bi. Either way, the man knows how to make love and every time, I’m near him, I want to rip his clothes off.

When I overheard Pierre telling Jake to bend over, I knew it was time to save him.

“Pierre, add these to our list.” I told him, as I handed him an oxford blue, white, pale yellow and gray silk shirts. Pierre shot a dirty look and went about his business reluctantly.

“Jake, why don’t you try this black silk.” I told him as I led him to the oversized cherry wood paneled dressing room.
 
JAKE

Jake was being tested, he saw Jaime's appraising looks and smirk as she saw him struggle with Pierre's advances. He managed to keep the discussion on suits and colors that fit together. He had learned that the best way to steer a conversation was to get the other person to wax on about their profession. Pierre proved to be no exception to this rule. He insisted that brown was a color suitable for "only for buffoons and color blind midwesterners".

Never was Jake so happy to see Jaime as when she finally came over to bail him out. She managed to get rid of Pierre in all of ten seconds flat and she led Jake back to the dressing room.

Finding it empty, Jake turned back to Jaime to get the shirt from her. She held it out and Jake took it from her, entering the freshly varnished room. The smells of the expensive wood filled his nostrils. The brass fittings were elegantly set into the walls. In surprise, he saw Jaime slip in behind him. What was she doing? They could get caught! Trying to protest, Jaime stopped him by putting one hand on his mouth as the other found his crotch.

"Strip" she commanded squeezing his cock through his pants ....
 
Jaime

……followed by a light rub. His cock hardened instantly as Jake moaned. He tried to jerk away from me.

“Jaime not here!” He seemed appalled with the idea. I couldn’t believe my ears. Was there a bit of a whine in his voice?

I batted my eyelashes innocently, “Why not here?” I gave him one of my challenging smirks, “This seems just as good as anywhere else.”

“But they’ll hear us!” I laughed. He almost sounded believable. God, he was so cute. So innocent. So prudelike. So damn sexy.

Leaning forward, my hand continued to encourage the lump in his pants, I whispered softly on his lips, “Not if we’re quiet,” and followed it with a sweep of my tongue along his teeth.

Jake’s arms closed around my back as he pulled to him. I pulled away from him. I didn’t want to make love. I wanted to fuck – right here, right now!

“Now strip!” I commanded once again.
 
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JAKE

Jake gave in to Jamie. If they were quiet maybe it would be alright. Her allure was just too strong to resist. Jake gently pulled her close and started to kiss her when ... He was roughly shoved backwards on his heels!

What the hell ???

It took him long moments for her next words to sink in. She just wanted a hard fuck! No soft love making for her. His eyes widened in shock. She was totally out of control. She held him through his pants. Waiting to see from him his compliance.

"Ok, Ok Jaime . You win. I'll strip for you. Shhhh. Just watch."

She removed her hand and he started on his shirt, one button at a time. He hung it on the brass hook behind him. Jake was not a t shirt kind of guy, so he was naked from the waist up. He slid his black leather belt off and hung it on the lower hook next.

Ziiiiippppppp.

His fly was open, and he began to tease her a bit now. Jake was warming up to this. He slid his pants off to reveal black silk boxers. Despite the soft loose fabric, the outline of his hard on was evident. Stepping out of his pants now, he carefully placed them on a hanger.

Turning his back to Jaime he playfully lowered his boxers and then stood up straight leaving them in a crumpled heat on the floor. He turned around slowly, his erection throbbing now, pointing slightly upwards at her face. He began to stroke himself long and hard.

"What next, Boss? "
 
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Jaime

I watched his eyes as it transformed from shock to resignation to lust. A slight smirk appeared on the corner of my mouth. This is too easy!

My mood soon changed when I saw Jake's cock standing at attention. My own soft brown eyes watched his hand glide along the length, preparing him for me. As if it needed to be. I couldn't help wetting my lips as I watched him grow. My clit was already throbbing at the anticipation.

"What next, Boss?" Jake's repeated question broke me from my reverie.

Breaking into a grin, I had to answer with my usual sarcastic manner. “I don’t know, Jake. What do you think? Do you want to call Pierre in here?”

Jake looked like a deer caught in headlight. I had to laugh at him. “Don’t worry. I’m not ready to share you with anyone. Yet!” I had to emphasize on the yet. Who knows what the future will hold.

In a business manner, I threw my jacket on the floor and unbuttoned the top four buttons, revealing a plunging cleavage. I wiggled my hips and lifted my straight black skirt. Jake looked at me in astonishment. Taking hold of his rigid cock, I murmured against his lips.

“Don’t look so shocked, Jake. Someone pocketed my panties.”
 
JAKE

Jake was once again in his usual dilemma. Under "normal" circumstances he would never ever do something like this. But this was his boss and combined with the fact that she was just so damn sexy, Jake's body acted as if it had a will of its own.

He had come to love to watch her eyes, intelligent, deep, erotic brown eyes that mesmerized him into doing her bidding. Jake reached up and finished unbuttoning her shirt, moving so fast he almost tore the buttons away from the delicate silk fabric. Without waiting for an invitation he leaned forward and popped her breasts right out of their lacy coverings. Greedily he sucked, his hands finding her bare ass and squeezing those delicious round globes that he had come to know so well these past few days.

Her hands never left his cock, as he began to rock back and forth in her grasp. Clearly he wanted her and fast. A knock on the door broke in on them:

Iz evertheeng ship shape in there? Pierre's voice floated through the wooden door. Jaime's voice answered back "Yes, everthing is well in hand. Go away, Pierre"

When Jaime turned back to Jake, he knew that time was running short, even though he was still long, very long. His fingers regretably left her ass, and found her wetness. Jake was stunned at how wet she was. He whispered -

"How do you want me, boss lady?"
 
Jaime

Damn, that Pierre for interrupting us, I couldn't help thinking. That voice of his is enough to turn me into a nun.

But soon my thoughts were distracted by Jake rubbing my wetness. It surprised him. I can see it all over his face. I smirked back at him when he asked me what I wanted. My body wanted it all right now. But, we lacked the time. So, I spun around quickly and gripped the brass bars, exaggerating my stance with my ass high up in the air.

"What do you think I want?" I teased him.

Jake's eyes bulged out at the sight. I was there for the taking. My impatience took over as my hand slid down my body and grabbed his cock once more and started rubbing my slit with his mushroom head.

"Jake, I want you now dammit. Put it in. Now!"

"Yesssss...boss lady..."

Jake wasted no time. He found my center and pushed in hard and quick, pushing me against the shiny cherry wood wall. I couldn't help gasping at the sudden impact. Jake stood there for a few seconds to allow me to adjust to his size. He was kind, but I didn't want kindness.

"Fuck me now." I demanded as I rocked back and forth.
 
JAKE

Jake's eyes bulged and although he thought it impossible, his cock got even stiffer. Just the look in her eyes as Jaime grabbed those bars and spread her legs wide to accomodate him drove Jake wild. Her round ass wiggled for him impatiently. She grabbed him, in her eagerness as Jake was put into motion.

He drove his cock in her, sliding in easily without a bit of friction. He held her there for a moment to allow her time to adjust. Jaime just growled and demanded that he fuck her, quickly!

He started to bang her hard, her soft cheeks slapping against him with every forward thrust. Oh, God, how Jake loved to screw her like this. No pretense of kindness or emotion just a good hard fuck. Jaime groaned and arched her back against his pounding with every forward thrust Jake drove in to the hilt. Reaching around he grabbed Jaime's nipples and twisted driving her crazy with lust. Faster and faster he pounded her, as he looked down he saw her ass ripple. He grabbed her hips and just fucked her as fast as he could, her moans getting louder.

In the back of his mind Jake was dimly aware of people outside the dressing room. He didn't care. Jaime was his entire world, more specifically her backside were his limits. She began to scream in pleasure, and Jake clamped his big right hand down over her mouth, just as he started to cum ...
 
Jaime

Oh my God! When I tell Jake to fuck me, he delivers. He didn’t waste any time. Jake’s large strong hands almost snapped me in two when he grabbed my hipbones. He literally took my breath away when he impaled me with such force.

An array of sensations coursed through my veins. It felt so wonderful to have him fill my vacant desire. My hand reached under and formed a ring around his cock with two fingers while the rest played and pressed his boiling sac. I was able to feel my juices as I squeezed it simultaneously. This seemed to drive Jake further. He was like a madman and I was enjoying the benefits. But, when he almost tore my nipples off, I lost all control.

“Oh yesssss…yesss…Jake…”

No sooner I released my screams, his hand was over my mouth. I bit down on his finger as the intensity built. My inner walls took over for me. It reacted to his every need. Milking……Pulsating…..Vibrating……In all direction until Jake drove in with a grunt one last time and released jets and jets of sperm deep in my womb. Hot needles were shooting deep in me. My teeth sunk in his finger and released my own..
 
JAKE

Jake thrust hard, and felt her vagina explode in massive contractions that pulled every drop of his seed away from his spent cock and into her. Never. Never before had he had such an experience. Though short in duration, its intensity was unmatched. Jaime was an untamed wildcat when aroused !

Then he noticed his hand throbbing, and saw that he had blood seeping from bite marks on his fingers. He reluctantly decoupled from her, wanting to savor the moment. Staunching the blood with his underwear, it soon stopped.

Instantly Jaime was her former self. She gave him a perfunctory kiss - quickly redressed, and scooped up the shirts and pants she liked. As Jake scrambled to get back in his clothes, he heard her outside already issuing orders.

Pierre asked Jake when he needed the suits, and he told him later that afternoon. Pierre laughed in his face saying something like "silly boy". Jaime launched into a tirade, and when the dust settled, the suits would indeed be ready that very day. She paid for it all with her platinum AMEX card.

Jake received a text message on his Palm Pilot phone. The tickets were done, he had an email confirming their e-tickets on Northwest for the morning. Business Class, with upgrades to First Class. Departure time : 8:00 AM.

In the parking lot, Jaime said that she needed to pack and take care of more IBM business. Be at her place, by 5:30 in the morning, they would leave his car at the airport.

So it was that they boarded the plane for the long flight.

Destination : Bangkok
 
Bangkok, Thailand.

As soon as we stepped out of the overcrowded Don Muang International Airport, the humidity hit us, intensifying our weariness. It didn’t help that our flight took over 25 hours with layovers in Anchorage and in Tokyo. During the long journey, Jake and I passed our time working on Bank of Thailand's presentation and barely had enough time to sleep or even yet, to join the Mile High Club.

We fit in perfectly with the Thailand atmosphere. I was dressed in a long beige sleeveless dress and under my tutorage; Jake was strikingly handsome in an off-white linen slacks and silk print Hawaiian shirt. When the curbside attendees saw us, they immediately hailed a cab and gathered our bags, no question asked. I was used to this service. Jake obviously was still a wide-eyed boy, easily impressed.

In the cab, I directed the driver to the Grand Hyatt, located in the heart of Bangkok’s downtown along the famous Chao Phraya River. At first, IBM reserved adjoining rooms in the outskirts of town at the Holiday Inn, but I quickly placed a phone call to Terry. Five minutes later, my reservations to the Grand Hyatt was confirmed.

Jake was in awe with the historical beauty of Bangkok. He had his “Guide to Thailand” open and was flipping through the pages trying to match each Temple and it’s rightful name. I smiled inwardly. His enthusiasm was infectious. Soon, I too, joined him in pointing out different landmarks.

The cab halted.

“Grand Hyatt” The driver announced in broken English.
 
JAKE

From the instant Jake stepped off the plane, he was enchanted. He knew full well he had never been to any place like this. He said to Jaime -

"Well, we are sure not in Kansas anymore are we? Not that I've ever been to Kansas either, but I may want to go this year just to visit Roy Williams' first NCAA national basketball trophy! "

Jake, dusked out of harms way, just barely avoiding Jaime's good natured punch. She was he had learned, a die hard Gator fan. <Chomp Chomp>.

The beauty of the place was staggering. Temples, statues, and the people . They were everywhere, some dressed like westerners, some driving people in bicycle taxis. They paid the taxi driver to wheel them about town for a few extra minutes. There was so much to see. Jake wished they could forget about business and spend a month or more here. He and Jaime chattered like excited tourists. Finally the driver stopped. The sky was the deepest, richest blue Jake had ever seen. The Grand Hyatt, was well in a word, grand.

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Shaking his head slowly in utter amazement, he followed Jaime inside. Jake wasn't so distracted that he failed to watch the sway of her ass as she walked. Mmm she could walk in front of me anytime, Jake mused. They got adjoining suites, with a door between. As he opened his Jaime said -

"Be sure to unlock your inner suite door first thing Jake. I need access to you whenever I want " ...
 
I walked in my room and immediately threw my bags down. My eyes did the usual scan around the room. When I saw the hotel’s complimentary basket of exotic fruits, a satisfaction set in. Yes, lot better than the Holiday Inn.

A click from behind the adjoining door indicated Jake did as he was told. A smug smile appeared as images of late night rendezvous' with him. Yes, Jake is good for me, I thought. No, he's perfect.

"Jaime, come here." Jake cried out.

Sensing something was wrong, I bolted to his room. There Jake stood, pointing out his large pane window.

"Look at the view. "

What I saw took my breath away. There was a perfect view of the golden buddha set in the The Wat Pho

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Reading from his book, Jake read out loud.

"It's the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. It's over 200 years old...."

Caught up by his excitement, I kissed him fully on the lips. His book fell to the floor. His arms pulled me towards him as he released a moan. I pulled away from him.

"Yes, we must, but not now. I must shower and take a nap. We must be refreshed for our 9am meeting tomorrow, Jake. After our presentation, we will have plenty of time to sightsee."
 
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JAKE

Arghhhh. Once again, just when Jake thought he was connecting with Jaime, she slapped him with reality. Business first as usual. He heard her shower turn on, and he realized just how much he needed one himself. The soothing steamy jets relaxed Jake as he soaped himself thoroughly. Shampoo ran down his broad chest and parted at his hard cock. Jaime was still on his, well mind.

Jake lay down onthe bed and was instantly asleep, he hadn't realized just how tired he had been. Later, in the pitch dark of the room, Jake woke fully alert. His hard on was back. <Sigh>. Jaime haunting him again. He got up with an evil grin. The door was still unlocked. He was going to look in on her.

Silently, Jake turned the handle, and walked into Jaime's room. Unlike his, her shades were wide open, and her sleeping form bathed in a thin yellow moonlight. Jake was torn, he really should go. Yet he advanced. He saw her, back to him, and he caught his breath. She was beautiful. Smooth shoulders blended into swelling hips. The outline of her ass was visible through the sheer black nightgown. One strap had fallen off her upper shoulder and Jake edged closer.

He reached and slid it down farther, revealing to his hungry eyes her supple breast, and dark nipple. His mind begged him to flee -Jake, my boy what are you doing? Still he tarried. Emboldened by her deep sleep, he stood and stared. Then as if drawn as a moth to a flame, he leaned forward and sucked her breast deep in his hot mouth.

Amazingly she rolled on her back still half asleep. Jake was so hard now he threw all caution to the wind. He slid between her legs, and eased his cock into her wet slit. Ahhhh he groaned, and began to slowly pump her. Somewhere around the fourth or fifth stroke, Jaime's eyes flew open. Jake stifled her scream with his big hand as he continued to fuck her ....
 
Jaime

I didn’t require the usual glass of wine to relax me. The long flight and the excitement of being in Bangkok tired me. Lying in bed, the presentation laid heavily on my mind. Even though I had already established myself and built a proven winning reputation, it seemed like I still had something to prove. This time, it’s winning in the Asian market as a woman. Somewhere, deep in my thoughts, I feel asleep.

Lost! Heavy mist surrounding me seemed to get thicker with each passing moment. I knew I had to get out of there before it overtakes me. Not knowing my destination, I kept running and running for what seemed like an eternity. Suddenly a wall appeared lined with black doors. I turned the knob to each door and found them to be locked. Panicking, shouts were heard. Let me in. Let me in. Whipping my head to locate the voice, I realized it was my own. Finally, a door opened. There stood a large dark man looking deep into my eyes. His hands cupped my face and kissed me, making my hands fly around his neck. His mouth traveled down my neck and on to my breasts. I was moaning out…

“Oh yesss…Jaime…oh Jaaaimeee….”

His voice woke me. When I saw an actual face above me, my eye grew into large saucers while my mouth flew open to scream for help. A large hand prevented my shout to be heard.

When my eyes adjusted to the light, there was Jake with an intense expression, dripping sweat and thrusting in me with long strokes. My long lean legs flew around his waist and held tightly, allowing my wetness to seep down my ass. Jake still had his hand over my mouth. It felt so good having him over me, pining me down and taking charge. With each stroke, my eyes rolled back. The inner tension was ready to burst. I stretched my legs out and locked them around his ankles, while my hips moved up and down meeting his…
 
JAKE

When Jaime started to wake, Jake had no idea what her reaction would be. After all it wasn't every day that Jaime woke to find a man deep inside her! Then again for Jaime, who knew? All he knew was that he was pushing the edge. When her legs wrapped around him, he knew he was safe. With that heavy anxiety burden lifted from his shoulders, he exploded deep in her. He felt her quiver and shake, then cum right along with him. Whatever else they may be, in bed together they were awesome together.

Jake squeezed her in a huge bearhug and held her tightly. He rolled sideways, still inside her. Gently he stroked her hair, his fingers intertwined in her curls.

He saw that look in her eyes, he was losing her to business already. The dull red of the hotel alarm clock showed 4:15. They were both wide awake, so time was irrelevant. With a smile he said -

"Big day today. How about we go over the presentation?"

Jaime damn near leaped out of bed and threw on the white terrycloth robe the hotel leaves for its guests. She fired up her Thinkpad. Jake started the coffee just as the first slide of her Powerpoint came on the screen.

She stood and began to pace. She was "on". Reciting the bullets by heart, she delivered each line with passion and conviction.

Jake thought to himself, he had never been more attracted to this beautiful, intelligent woman than at that moment ...
 
Jaime

Lying naked on his side with his hand holding his head, Jake’s warm brown eyes were ever so attentive as he played the perfect audience. Forgetting my state of undress, I delivered my hour-long presentation with perfection as I’ve done a hundred times before. Upon finishing, I paused for a few long seconds before I asked him for critique. Not expecting anything but the usual accolades, I was taken back by the hesitation in Jake.

Legs slightly apart and hands on hips, I stood at the edge of the bed prepared for defense. A mock smile played in the corner of my mouth as I asked Jake with blazing eyes, “Yes Jake, do you have something to say?”

Jake opened his mouth as if to say something but nothing came out. His hair shook with his head. In a defeated tone, he answered. “No. It was perfect, Jaime.”

My voice was slightly higher than usual as I egged him on to continue. “I don’t think so, Jake. I believe you started to say something."

His eyes rolled back for a split second as he pondered his next move. “Only to say, you were perfect.” He rewarded me with a perfect salesman's smile. “They are going to love you, Jaime. When you land this contract, IBM will induct in the Hall of Fame….”

Being my usual bulldog self, I couldn’t let this one go. With a sweet smile, I edged closer to him. “Jake, you do know the importance of this contract, don’t you? “ He watched the tip of my perfectly manicured fingernail trail over his brawny shoulder and down his arm as he nodded in agreement. “I have to be perfect tomorrow. So, if I have to improve on anything, and I mean anything….you have to tell me Jake.”

With a sigh of defeat, Jake…..
 
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JAKE

"Jaime, I counted at least ten times how this was a huge deal, an important customer for IBM. You explained in great detail the support systems we have and the nature of the hardware.

Remember, this guys entire staff and his whole career so far has been built to support their homegrown systems, specifically those old Unisys A servers running a custom OS. He wouldn't know IBM RISC technology if it whacked him in the head. No I don't think the standard hardware pitch of "my stuff is better than your stuff" will fly here.

How about we focus on the best interests of the bank, and how he and his staff are vital. Talk more about retraining, putting IBM engineers in his offices to do skills transfers to his people. Then he and his staff will know the best products in the industry, assuring that his bank and his staff are positioned for the long term. Then he will have a vested interest in keeping us around for the next decade or two. I've heard you say the words yourself - It's always all about the customer."

Jake finished, his voice slowly trailing off into silence. Jaime had been angry with his insolence at first, but now he wasn't sure how she felt. Jake averted her eyes, Jaime had that withering look that was too intense for him sometimes.

He felt his nakedness for the first time that morning as the first rays of sun peeped into the room. Nervously shifting from foot to foot, he waited. Jaime strode around the bed, and came face to face with Jake. She took a deep breath and raised her hands up towards his face ...
 
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