Working Under Her

Jake

Jake soon lost all track of time. The Jameson's took hold and he ceased to care. The blonde came over and sat next to him soon resting her hand in his lap. Dully he pushed her away. She wasn't so easily put off. In moments she was back - her melodious voice cooing in his ear. This time he wasn't so fast on her motives.

Suddenly with almost a sneer on her face she stood and said something unintelligible to Jake - since he spoke no Chinese. Despite her cryptic words her message was clear. She stood and spun around deliberatley swaying her ample ass mocking him as he exited.

At first Jake was puzzled. The he saw what had happened. His wallet was gone! He stood and ran towards the back entrance. Jake never saw who hit him. He was sure that it was a blackjack but that was all.

His head exploded in a thousand stars as he slumped to the wet alley floor. He had no idea how long he lay there. It was probably the warm rain that finally woke him. His head felt like it had been drop kicked. He sat up dizzy and weak. Slowly he remembered what had happened. He felt the goose egg on his head.

FUCK !!!!

Somehow that felt better. Marginally better but shit he had to take what he could get. He tried to stand and barely managed that. Walking the two miles back to the hotel was out of the question. So was a cab since he know had no money. Still it was walk or nothing. He staggered out to the street and then slumped against the lamp post.

It was then he felt his cell phone inside his jacket pocket. Triumphantly he pulled it out.

FUCK !!!!

It had occured to Jake that he only knew one person in all of Thailand.

Jaime.

Reluctantly he called her. Jake simply said -

"I'm in trouble. I need you to come get me. Squinting he was able to read a sign. I'm at 265 Khao San Rd. Oh, and Jaime.

Hurry.

He hung up hoping he didn't have long to wait.
 
Jaime Spinoza

Jake woke me from a deep sleep. I scribbled the address on the complimentary notepad in time before he hung up. His voice was barely recognizable and with my groggy state, I hoped I wrote the address correctly. He did emphasize the hurry. That much registered my sleepy state.

I moved quickly. Like a robot, I grabbed the quickest thing my fingers felt – the red silk robe compliments of the Hyatt. My feet slipped into black heels while I tied the silk sash tightly around my narrow waist.

Fortunately there were plenty of cabs in front of the hotel. No sooner I raised my arm, one appeared before me.

“265 Khao San Road please.”

The driver looked ancient. Deep lines etched in his face frowned when I told him the address.

“No go there. Bad area. Very, very bad.”

“Please??? I must pick up someone there.”

“No dopey, dopey in my taxi. Get out lady. No dopey dopey.”

“Wha? No…please. I don’t dopey dopey. My friend is in trouble and got lost. Listen I will pay you – handsomely.”

I grabbed a bill with Ulysses S. Grant’s picture and waved it at him. Jake better be worth it. Dammit him!

“No dopey dopey. We get friend.”

He said after he gave me a toothy grin. He stepped on the accelerator suddenly making my body reel backwards.

What the fuck has gotten to you, Jake? I asked repeatedly as I watched the fog roll in making visibility a few feet. Half of me was scared to death for him and the other half wanted to murder him. And then sometimes, I wondered. Is he the right man to stand by my side at IBM Global Services. Most times I have no doubt, he was more than capable. Then something like this happens to make me think otherwise. The only thing I was certain of is - Jake’s the best fuck I’ve ever had. But is it enough? Questions swirled in my head as the cab halted suddenly.

The driver announced quietly. “We here.”

A tall familiar figure appeared out of the fog. I knew instantly it was him. The door opened. Jake’s eyes fell upon my lap and smiled. When I looked down I saw what made him smile. The skirt of my robe was split revealing a pair of the longest legs leading to heaven.

“Looking for a ride stranger?”
 
JAKE

How is it? How is it that all Jake's pent up anger evaporated at the first sight of her?

He had been manipulated, used, cursed at, loved and literally fucked by this woman and still she held him in the palm of her hand. He was hers to do with as she willed.

Suddenly Jake felt better. A huge weight was lifted off his shoulders. He smiled. He never dreamed he would be a "boy toy", but now that he accepted it he decided to wear it well.

Her legs were long and beautiful and her lips glistened just begging to be kissed. Mmmmmmm. He slid next to her and slipped his hand up her skirt.

"Back to the hotel, cabbie. And step on it."

Jaime's eyes widened at his boldness, and she opened her mouth as if to admonish him. He kissed her fully, cutting her off. Jaime moaned slightly and parted her legs for him.

In no time they reached the hotel and fell into the elevator. As soon as the doors closed Jake pushed her face first against the mirrored wall. His hands found her breasts. He pressed hard against her ass, sliding up and down between her cheeks. She watched him in the mirrored wall reflection as she pushed back hard on him.

As the floors ticked by one by one, he got harder and harder floor by floor. When they finally reached # 61 their destination, he stopped her from leaving.

That was a great ride up. Shall we stay on the elevator or should we go to your suite?

Jake stood back, hand on the stop button, grinning.

Either way he knew, he won.
 
Jaime Spinoza

My hand covered his and pressed forward. The elevator jerked into a sudden stop, tripping my body forward into Jake’s waiting arms. Our faces leaned in for a kiss. Just as our lips were about to meet, I slid down his body onto my knees.

Jake grinned at me. He’s won alright, he mused as my fingers unsnapped his trousers.

Zzziiiiiippppppp

Down came his pants and his silk black boxers in one deft pull. Jake was prepared for what was about to come. His fingers combed through my hair as my lips met his cock.

Rinngggg…riiiinnnggggg

“Halloo?”

“Do you know what time it is? It’s 7:30 and I’m alone in my office. We have a project to work on, dammit. I expect you in my office in exactly one hour or don’t bother coming in at all!”

Buzzzzzzz

Jake looked around bewildered. The familiar forest green painted walls of his bedroom surrounded him. Everything laid in perfect place.

Was Thailand a dream? The lovemaking on the crypt? The police? The blowjob in the elevator?

Jake settled back in bed trying to separate fact and fiction. All he knew was the phone call was a definate fact.

Fuck! Jaime’s waiting at the office!
 
JAKE

Jake leaped out of bed heart pounding.

It couldn't have been a dream it - just couldn't have. Still the cobwebs were thick on his brain as Jake ran to the shower. His hard on ached demanding his attention. Jake ignored it. Too much to do in too little time. From the tone in Jaimie's voice he couldn't be even a minute later than an hour - the drive alone was 40 minutes!

Two minutes later Jake emerged dripping wet, and faced himself in the full length mirror. He talked to himself as he dried his hair.

She's just using you Jake. She wants whatever will help her and when your usefulness is through she'll discard you. She's brilliant and impossible at the same time. Still, what a way to go! Jaime has that mouth, that killer body, and best of all she knows how to use them both!

He hopped into a pair of camel colored dress pants with crisp front creases. Gucci square toed shoes and a simple black top completed the look. Racing to his car he hopped in and was off. Flipping on the radio he listened to the familiar jingle of NPR's morning edition. The date of the newscast made him freeze. Thursday the 21st? It couldn't be! Two days before they were to leave for Thailand? Impossible! He felt like Bobby in the old TV drama "Dallas". They killed him off and then one day he was just there again having "dreamed" it all.

Security badge got him in the 12th floor. As Jake rounded the corner he heard rather than saw Jaime first. She was in rare form absolutely castigating one of the IT support guys that was late on a spec she needed. Been there, done that, Jake muttered to himself.

Rounding the corner Jake stood outside her office in plain view as Jaime continued to let the poor sap have it. Jaime just ignored him, but gave him an evil glare first. Jake thought ...

The Bitch is Back

His turn was next ...
 
I really didn’t want to go off on Andy, but dammit, I had to. I wanted, no needed the specs first thing this morning, so Jake and I can review them before our teleconference with Bank of Thailand, but they were late. 45 minutes late. It didn’t matter. I wanted it on my desk at 7:30 with Jake.

Jake. Dammit, him. What am I going to do with him? The man is incorrigible. He seems to be constantly preoccupied with other matters besides work. Sure he’s intelligent. Even borderline genius. I’ve never seen anyone compute data as quickly as he does. But he’s no good to me if he’s not here on time. Thank goodness, he’s a good fuck and has the stamina to keep me satisfied. But that will wear off soon. They always do. The question is when.

“Good morning, boss.” He strolled in casually, his hair damp. Upon first glance, I couldn’t help noticing how dashing he looked. He was handsome in a subtle way. He carried himself with an athletic stance, full of graceful confidence unlike the geeky techs I see everyday. I liked that in a man.

Then something hit me. There was something strikingly familiar. His camel slacks matched my own camel skirt. I, too, was wearing a black blouse. Only mine was low necked buttoned down and sleeveless. While his was sculpted to his chest. Mine was soft and hung loose. We looked like twins. Or one of those annoying preppy couples that dressed alike.

“Business starts at 7:30 sharp. This is your last warning.” I said turning my full attention to the specs delivered by Andy.

“Yes, boss.” Jake answered into the thin air.

Was that it? Jake sighed a silent relief. He’s gotten away it this time. He can’t fuck up again, he reminded himself. He grabbed a chair, and sat beside me. His close breaths was distracting me from the graphs. And it didn’t help that he smelled incredible.

We didn’t have time, I told myself as I felt my body stir.

Or did we?
 
Jake

Jaime turned away, ignoring Jake, by doing so clearly sending the message that she was firmly in control. Seeing her in profile, Jake allowed his eyes to trace the outline of her firm breast. As he watched he could see her nipple harden. Uh oh. Trouble.

Jake hurried out, as much to avoid her as anything. An aroused Jaime had no bounds, and the last thing Jake needed this morning was to be forced into office sex where they could be caught. Jaime could - and would survive the scandal. Jake's fledgling career would be over before it ever really began.

Jake walked down the stairs to the ground floor and took his time getting two Venti sized hazelnut coffees. Perhaps Jaime would be satisfied with a caffeine fix, rather than a "Jake" fix! It was worth the try.

Jake knew he was being shut out of the Thailand deal. Jaime was no "team" player, the best salespeople almost never are and Jaime was no exception. Jaime told him fewer and fewer details, and never even let him do research for her any more. How could he find other ways to contribute?

He arrived at her door, to find Jaime still on the phone. She accepted the coffee with a nod - then waved him out. Jake went to his desk and fired up his PS2. Face it Jake, the Thailand deal was all Jaime's - win or lose. As he looked at the list of prospects assigned to Jaime - Jake got an idea.

He knew that there were accounts here that Jaime had been too busy to follow up on. There were 10 leads in all like that - none that Jake had ever heard of or that IBM had ever done business with. Low priority deals to say the least. If Jaime won Thailand that would be double her annual quota number so she had to give that one her all. Who knows what if anything these others were worth - even if they wanted to buy something.

Jake wrote a one page cover letter to Jaime, explaining his idea and outlining the 10 accounts. In a nutshell it was for Jake to go into the C level executive suite - CEO, CFO or CIO - <Calling at the top - is an IBM sales golden rule> and find out what their business goals were and how IBM could help get them there. Along the way, Jake would build relationships.

This took about two hours - but he could see that Jaime hadn't missed him at all - her ear was still glued to the phone. Finally she hung up. This was Jake's chance. Quickly gathering up the documents he needed he walked up to Jaime's office. Pausing for one long deep breath, Jake knocked on her door as she opened it Jake wondered if it was the Lady or the Tiger he would face ...
 
Jaime Spinoza

The door opened and there stood Jake. Jake? How did he get here? I thought he was in my office the whole time. Oh well. He’s here now. Make good use of the opportunity, I told myself. It’s always been my motto before, and have always worked in my favor.

I grabbed him and pulled him into my office. He was a delicious sight if I might say so.

“Jake!” My voice clearly indicated how happy I was to see him. Confused by my state, Jake stepped in hesitantly.

“Jamie. I was wondering. Uhmmm… I would like to know if it’s alright if I take on some of these leads…. such as…” He handed the files, which I took and read over immediately.

So Jake wanted to take on some of these leads, huh? I glanced over his proposal quickly and noticed right away they were long shots. Leads that would never amount anything. But if it would keep Jake away from my Bank of Thailand account then who am I to stop him?

“Well…well… well. I see our little bird is ready to test his wings, eh? You’ve been with me for how long? Just a little over a month and you feel ready to handle your own accounts? Which by the way are my leads, my accounts.”

He was squirming. The Adam’s apple barely visible before was thumping like mad.

“Only if you would allow me to, Jaime? I can at least start the preliminary for you….since you’re consumed at the moment.”

“And what will you do for me if I allow you to do this?”

My fingers toyed with the top button of his shirt. One by one buttons came loose.

Fingers fumbled with his pants. The door to the office slammed shut behind him.

Zzziiiiiipppppppppppp
 
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Jake

Jaime, no ... please stop ...., no ...

WAIT !

Jake screamed at her making Jaime freeze just as she was sinking to her knees. She bolted upright and stood facing him. If looks could really kill, Jake was a dead man. Jamie just took and took and took. Soon Jake wouild have nothing left to give and he'd de discarded. In a spur of the moment flash of inspiration, he sold his soul to the devil. Jake spoke softly yet evenly with conviction.

For one night, Jaime

Jake paused.

Go on Jake. This had better be good or it's your last sentence as an employee at IBM Jaime hissed.

For one night Jaime, I'm yours. Tie me up if you want. Nothing is off limits. Live out your deepest, and darkest fantasies. For one night anything goes, I will be completely at your mercy.

Jaime gasped in pleasure, and Jake felt the enormity of his offer decend upon him.

In return, those accounts are mine to lead. Not officially of course. You still get paid. Deal?

She wavered for just a moment then said.

Deal. I'll expect you at seven. Don't be late by a minute. Now get the fuck out of my office...
 
Seven o’clock rolled around.

tap…tap…tap

No answer. Jason stood outside the door, bouncing nervously on each foot. Not a sound was heard through her door. A fleeting thought passed Jake’s mind. What if Jaime had changed her mind or even forgotten about their date. But knowing Jaime, he knew he couldn’t escape that easily. He would have to pay. And she would see to it.

He tried the doorknob. It turned easily. The door opened slowly, allowing a narrow gap for Jake’s body.

Her condo was dark. His hands felt the wall and found the light switch right where he remembered it to be.

He gasped.

He hadn’t expected Jaime. And never in his life did he expect her to be in that position.

“You’re late! It’s about damn time you showed.” She called out, her voice still contained the same hard edge she had earlier.

He wasn’t late, but he allowed the remark to pass. There were more important issues.

“What is all this, Jaime?” He finally found his voice and dared to ask.

“You know what this is, Jake.” She answered sweetly, which was the direct opposite of the evilness glowing from her eyes.

“You offered to fulfill my deepest, darkest secret. Remember, Jake? Being a woman, who never passes up an opportunity like this, especially one that’s offered so freely, I had to take advantage of it. Come closer, darlin’. I’m getting lonely. There…there I won’t bite. Unless you want me to…”

Should Jake step forward? Or should he run?

Never in his life had he seen so many toys of all shapes and sizes displayed so crudely before. And there was Beautiful Jaime on all fours, being fucked roughed by who Jake remembered as Ted, the IT guy.
 
Jake

Jake was stunned.

The sight before him would be forever etched in his memory, he knew that the instant he walked in the door. A single bare lamp lit only the area where the two of them lay fucking. Jaime’s face was contorted in pleasure, the steady rhythmic smack, smack, smack of Ted slamming against her ass cheeks filled the room.

Like little soldiers lined up in a row, a wide array of vibrators and other sundry sex toys were all neatly laid out patiently waiting their turn in the festivities. With a shudder, Jake realized that not all of these were meant to be used on Jaime, some were going to be used by her. On them. What had he agreed to?

Amazingly, Jaime’s voice was clear and unwavering, as if she were merely on a low speed treadmill rather than getting vigorously fucked doggy style. Jake realized he knew very little about the dark side of this woman, and the dark side was very large and very, very real. Jaime was in total control.

Get over here, Jake! I didn’t plan all this to have you stand and watch. Cum feed my mouth you bastard. You promised me a night with no restrictions and goddamn it, you are going to deliver.

Numbly Jake walked around facing Jaime, as he did so he looked up into Ted’s eyes, but they were a mask of concentration, never holding his gaze. There was something unnatural about that – he had the look of a well trained dog. Jaime’s dog. Jaime’s face was now level with his groin.

Strip for me Jake!

[I’m yours Jaime, Just like I promised. A deals a deal[/I]

Jake slowly pulled off his blue and orange shirt, kicking his shoes into the far corner of the room. He reached for his belt then hesitated uncertain for just a second, and it was enough. She went off -

Move you slow bastard. Tonight what I say goes, when I say jump, you say how high. When I say fuck me, you say what hole. When I say strip, you strip. When I say your ass is mine bend over because your ass will literally be mine! I’ll prove that true soon enough… ahh fuck it I’ll do it myself

She reached up Ziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiipppppppppp

With one quick yank Jaime exposed him. She leaned in and took his still soft cock in her mouth. In just a few long slow pumps he felt himself growing up to full length. Then, the unexpected happened. She bit him, hard.

Owwwwwwwww ahhhhhhhhhh

Jake felt her teeth clamp down let loose another howl of pain. Jaime ground her teeth on his cock, somehow not managing to break the skin. For long minutes she chewed him. The pain was excruciating then - just as suddenly as she bit him, she let him go. Jake knew it was no accident that Jaime had caused so much pain while still leaving him, though shaken, still unhurt. She had done this before, and she knew her - no his - limits. Fear welled in Jake’s eyes. His cock throbbed in agony.

Mad yet, lover boy? You ought to be furious by now. Loser!
So how about you get angry and fuck my face. I want it from both ends NOW !


All right bitch ! Take this !

He grabbed her hair and jammed his cock down her throat, delighted that she choked as he did so. Jake realized as he let his evil side loose that Jaime had won …
 
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