Yes, Mister Thomas

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Misty knew how lucky she had been to find a job at all, and being a receptionist for the Thomas Company was easy. In fact, it was almost dull, as most of their business was handled off site. A few people came in, always with appointments, and sometimes the phone would ring, and she would connect the caller to whoever they were trying to reach. She didn't kid herself, she was doing a job that could be more efficiently done by a cheap bit of software and a keypad on the door, so she did her best to be friendly.

The truth was, she knew she had been hired as eye candy. Maybe in a different world she would find that difficult, but if having a c cup instead of a b meant she got a paycheck, she wasn't going to argue with it. She did her best to look professional while showing off a good portion of cleavage and thigh every day, and she made sure her red hair spilled over her shoulders as sexily as possible. She flirted with customers and employees, but never very seriously.

Her phone beeped, an inside line. She checked the extension as she picked up.

"Good morning Mister Thomas," she said warmly.

"Bring us coffee. Black for me, cream and sugar for Mister Smith."

"I'll be right there, Mister Thomas," she said, and hung up. She got te hcoffee, and went to the big office in the back, where the CEO and founder was in a meeting with an important client.

((for whatever reason, Mr. Thomas won't lay a finger on her. He will, however, pimp her out to his customers. if interested PM please))
 
Ken Thomas was on a high of success. His company was only growing in these potentially disasterous times and he was raking in the money. He had hired something he always wanted from the moment he got this company started.

A hot secretary.

Of course it was stupid to pay someone for such a simple job. He knew that a computer could do everything she did but it could not look as pretty. Oh she would have so many other uses she did not know yet.

"Your little eye candy out there is something else." Joe Smith told him sitting across from his desk.

Ken nodded and smirked, "That she is. I am very pleased with her."

"Is that right, well does she please you in other ways. Cause I would be willing to solidify our little agreement here for a little dip in that honey pot."

Ken's eyes opened wider and little dollar signs appeared in his vision. "Is that right?"

He leaned back and stared out the door toward Misty's desk. He didn't know if she would go for that kind of thing. He had never done anything to her or with her that could be considered sexual. To have her come into the office and fuck this man for the good of the company seemed risky.

"Let me see what I can do." He pressed the button on the desk that opened the intercom and told Misty to bring them coffee.

When Misty came into the office to set the coffee down Ken leaned back in his chair and looked at her. "Misty how would you like to become a more important part of the Thomas corporation?" He asked her.

The whole time she stood there, Smith was just staring at her tits and ass in alternate little glimpses.
 
She blushed a little at the way Mr. Thomas's client looked her over as she served the coffee. She wasn't exactly sure what business he was in, only that he was important. He was the only appointment on the book for the whole afternoon, and she had been told to hold all calls, no matter what. She was just about to leave them to their negotiations when Mr Thomas asked her "Misty how would you like to become a more important part of the Thomas corporation?"

She smiled at him brightly. She hadn't expected anything like this. She thought she had just been hired for her looks, but suddenly he was talking to her about doing something important. It was her chance to move ahead, and she knew she had to take it. She didn't need to know why she was being given the opportunity, but she needed to make the most of it.

"I would love to, Mister Thomas. Anything I can do to help the team," she said, lifting her chin. She couldn't think what, but obviously something she had done had brought her to his attention in a professional way, and she hardly thought about the way her breasts stuck out as she stood proudly.
 
Ken nodded and smiled at her fitting response. "Well, actually you may want to hear what the use is before you get all excited." He turned his attention to Smith and crunched some numbers in his mind. Then he focused back on Misty's eyes, "If you decide to help us out Misty I will Triple your salary."

He leaned forward and folding his hands on the table. "Now before you agree I must explain. Mr. Smith here has generously offered us the full use and partial ownership of his over seas factories. This deal could more than double our production and thus increase our profits exponentually. However he is on the rocks with actually signing the deal with me."

Ken leaned back and gave Smith a look. "He has told me that he admires you quite a bit and is willing to sign the contract today, in this office, if you would be so kind as to...well...have a little sex with him." His face turned a little red and he made it clear that the deal was important to the company but Ken would by no means force Misty to doing this.

"I also promise that Mr. Smith will wear a condom. So your risk is minimum." He told her.

Smith gave him a sad look, but shrugged knowing that even with a condom it would still feel great.
 
She knew she should say no. She knew she should quit, and that she could probably sue the company for more than he was offering her. After all, what he was suggesting wasn't much different than prostitution. She looked at Mr Smith, who was leering at her, with a smug grin on his face. He was rich, and was used to getting what he wanted. She knew it should disgust her.

It excited her though. It wasn't exactly the sort of business deal she had been hoping for, but it was a thrill. She had never really thought about the price of sex, but the offer Mr. Thomas was making seemed extremely generous. Triple her salary meant that instead of just scraping by, she would be able to afford a much better life, and even try investing some. Not only that, it was flattering, in a strange way. She would be able to help the company close a multi million dollar deal, even if it wasn't in the normal way. She knew there was noone else in the office that could do it.

She licked her lips, blushing deep red, and nodded her head.

"Yes Mister Thomas," she said, her voice sounding like a purr, and she realized that she wasn't just willing to do this, but she was actually excited by the idea. She rested a hand on Mr Smith's shoulder. "Where are you staying, Sir?"
 
Ken was surprised to see Misty actually accept the offer. She turned to Mister Smith and asked him where he was staying with a sexual purr in her voice that even had Ken's cock stir.

Smith grinned and said, "I'm at the Ritz. Room 304."

Smith rose and took Misty's hand. Together the couple moved to leave the office.

Ken jumpped from his seat and said, "NO!" He shouted it so they would stop in their tracks.

Smith gave him a heated look and Misty was confused. Ken shook his head and moved tot he door of his office. He shut the door and clicked the lock softly before turning to them and shaking his head.

"Misty for your safety I cannot let you leave here with him. Smith if you want her, you will do her here where I can make sure she remains unharmed." He told the business mogel.

"Plus the moment you are finished, you are going to sign that contract." He explained giving a hard look at the man.

Smith sneered but nodded, "Fine." He turned to Misty. "How about the couch then sexy?" He asked her pointing to the sofa in the corner.
 
Her eyes opened wide as Mr Thomas stopped them from leaving. Wasn't that what he wanted her to do? She suddenly wondered if this had been some kind of test, and she had just agreed to give her body to this dirty old man for nothing. She watched him as he spoke, her face turning even redder as she listened. She felt a strong twist of shame in her belly.

It was good of him to want to look out for her, she knew, and smart not to let Mr Smith out of his sight. But she had only agreed to have sex with the man, not to do it in front of her boss. Right here on the sofa in his office. Where she would see it every day that she worked here. And he would see her every day.

But it was too late to back out, now. Mr Smith had already agreed to it, with a harsh sneer of anger. If she backed out now, she knew it would blow the deal. She knew how important the deal was, and couldn't even imagine how furious Mr. Thomas would be if she backed out and ruined it. She would almost certainly lose her job. She took a deep breath and forced herself to smile. She nodded and sat on the couch beside Mr Smith.

She put her hand on his thigh and began to awkwardly massage it. She looked him in the eye, and let her hand slide up to cover his cock, squeezing it. "So how do you like it, Mister Smith?"
 
Ken didn't like this, and he could tell Misty was uncomfortable about what she was about to do in front of him. He would try to remain in the background and be invisible. He moved around to his desk and sat down, thinking he should turn his back, he was partly curious to see what Misty looked like naked so he found himself unable to look away.

Smith smile up at her and reached out to put his hands on her hips, pulling her closer. "I like it all baby." He told her. With a grin he leaned back in the couch and unbuttoned his slacks. He fished into his pants and pulled out his swollen prick, already excited about the thought of fucking her sexy ass.

Ken groaned inside and tried to look away.

"Why don't you start by giving me a little suck?" Smith suggested with a smirk. His hand cupping her ass and giving a little smack to her firm little rump.
 
Blushing with embarassment, she glanced over her shoulder at Mr Thomas, who was glaring at her. She knew she would have to do better than this if she was going to make this work. Mr. Smith had to enjoy himself enough that he was glad to sign the paper, and Mr Thomas had to see that she was a good worker. Even if the work she was doing was little more than prostitution.

As she slid to her knees in front of Mr Smith, she took a deep breath. It was just a cock, she told herself. She liked sucking cocks, she was good at it, she just had to remember that and forget why she was sucking him. She swirled her tongue around the head and purred softly, running fingers along the shaft. She grinned up at Mr Smith ,and then she winked, just as she slid her lips around him.

She began to bob her head, sucking hard, making a tight seal with her lips as her tongueswirled around and around him. As she sucked, she couldn't stop thinking about her boss, watching her, seeing her make a whore of herself for his company. She moved faster, slurping now. Suddenly the idea of Mr Thomas watching her was turning her on. She didn't just want to do a good job so she got a big raise and helped out the company, she wanted him to see how good she was. She wanted him to get turned on.

She began to deepthroat the other man, gagging herself on his cock, but thinking of the man who was watching her.
 
Smith leaned back and moaned as Misty went about sucking his cock. The moment she took him into her mouth he was throbbing hard and eager for more. He smiled at Ken and gave him a thumbs up, letting him know that he was pleased with this woman's work so far.

Smith ran his fingers through her hair and got a moan out of her. He held her gently as he let her bob her head on him as she wished. "What a good girl." He told her softly.

Ken was shifting in his seat uncomfortably. Misty's moans hit him right in the balls and made him swell in his pants. He didn't like watching but her actions were exciting him more than he thought they would. He reached into his desk and pulled out one of his emergency condoms he kept in case he brought a pretty girl to his high rise office.

He held onto it for the moment and just watched Misty give another guy a blowjob. It was like watching a real life porno.

Smith gently pulled Misty off his cock and said, "Let's see that body now baby. You like amazing with clothes on but I bet you look like a million bucks naked."
 
As she stood, Misty looked down at his hard cock, glistening with her spit, and the way his eyes drank her up. She obediently began to unbutton her blouse, trying to keep a sexy smile on her face. One button after another, she felt her pride slipping away. She could never go back to thinking she was just a normal girl after this. She unzipped her skirt and let it fall, and stood in front of them in just her bra and thong.

She took off her bra but held it in place against her breasts a moment while she turned her back to Mr Smith. It wasn't much of a tease, but as she slowly began to roll her thong down, she could look at Mr Thomas, staring at her with a strange look that was equal parts desire and something else, and she blushed. Bending down to slip her feet out of her thong, she gave Smith a perfect view of her ass and her smooth shaved pussylips peeking between ehr thighs. She turned back to face him, stepped close so she stood between his feet, where she had been kneeling a moment ago.

"I hope you're not disapointed," she saidd, running her hands over er breasts, squeezing htem for him.
 
Ken shifted in his chair ubcomfortably as Misty turned to him and began to strip. He was about to see her in all her nude glory and he felt bad about it. But he needed this contract, it meant big things fir the company.

He watched as her breasts sprung free of her bra, they were nice and large and perky, with tiny nipples the way he liked them. She bent over and showed her ass to Smith giving him a look at her clean little pussy and tight ass.

Ken gripped the edge of his desk.

Smith was all smiles as he took in the view. "My you are a treasure." he told her stroking his cock. "Why don't you sit on my prick and let me feel how tight you are."

Ken rose up and said, "Not without this." he said and threw the condom into Smiths lap.

Smith frowned but sighed, "Fine fine. I wouldn't want to knock your little beauty up now would I? I bet you want to do that yourself eh, Thomas?"

Ken growled and just sat back down. "Hurry this along."
 
misty looked back at Mr Thomas, worried. He seemed to be getting angrier by the minute, and she was sure his rushing them wasn't going to help things any. But what could she do? He was the boss, and she was just a girl who let herself be used as entertainment. She gave him a smile, hoping that he would understand.

Then she bent at the waist, giving him a good view of her ass as she took the condom from Mr Smith. She grinned at him, and started to put it on him. Then she remembered something she had heard once, and she lowered her mouth over him again, carefully using her lips to roll the condom down over his shaft. When it was on, she straddled his thigghs, guiding the tip of his cock to her puss. She rubbed him along her slit a few moments before she pressed the tip against the tight entrance to her inside and began to slide down, feeling inch after hard inch of his cock filling her.

"Ooooh yesssss," she moaned, twisting her ass in circles, moving his cock inside of her. She could hardly believe it, but here she was, being used as a whore and watched doing it, and she was hornier than she had ever been before in her life.
 
Ken was completely enthralled by the show, he watched eagerly as Misty began to lower herself onto Smith's prick. He watched her body struggled to accept the cock and knew that she would be very tight for him. His cock throbbed in his pants as he wished he could take her in the same way.

Smith sighed and reached around to cup Misty's glorious breasts while she started to rise and fall on his cock. "You feel good baby. That's nice
I like the way you move your hips." He told her with a chuckle.

Ken reached under the desk and began to rub his cock through his pants, feeling himself throb as Misty's moans began to filled the office. Silently he wish Smith to be a quick shooter so he wouldn't have to suffer through watching this act very long. HE wanted the fucker to just cum and sign his contract then get the fuck out.
 
She grinned at Mr Smith and began to ride him harder, squeezzing her pussy around his shaft as she pushed down on his cock. She worked him into every little corner of herself as she rode, sliding in and out of her. His hands on her breasts made her hotter and hotter, and she heard herself moaning louder and louder.

It was when she looked over at Mr Thomas, and saw him staring at them, his hands under the desk, that she felt herself really go over the edge. The thought that he was so turned on watching them that he was rubbing himself under his desk made her body go into overdrive. She didn't just want to do a good job so Mr Smith would sign the contract, she wanted to make Mr Thomas burn with lust for her. She wanted him to get hard every time she walked in the room. She wanted him to think about her when he fucked his wife.

She arched her back as her pussy clenched on Smith's cock. She began to shake with pleasure and scream "I'm cumming!!!! Oh God yessssss!!"
 
Ken watched unable to look away as Misty got very into fucking Smith. She bounced and moaned and grabbed her own tits in an effort to bring herself her own pleasure and to give Ken the biggest show. He noticed that she kept glancing at him as if accusing him of watching and enjoying this. After all he had told her what to do right? This was what he asked for so he better watch.

Misty screamed out in orgasm and Smith cried out under her. Ken relaxed thinking it was finally done and they could put this behind them. But he was wrong.

Smith patted Misty on the hip and let her rest as her body continued to tremble on him, before lifting her off his cock and flipping her onto the couch. "My turn." HE told her and pushed between her legs, his whole body looming over her.

As he pushed himself back into her Ken turned away, as this angle made Ken only able to see Smith's ass.
 
As he spilled her onto the couch, she could only moan softly with her excitement. As shameful as it was to have this old man she barely knew fucking her like a whore in front of her boss, it somehow turned her on more than anything any of her boyfriends had ever done. She pushed her hips up as Smith began to thrust into her, his cock pushing deep. It wasn't the size or anything that he did that made her feel like he was touching her where she had never been touched, it was the circumstance.

She turned to look back at Mr Thomas, but he had turned away. Smith's cock slammed into her and made her moan, but she wasn't fucking him because she wanted him. She was fucking him for Mr Thomas. Seh squeezed his cock tight in her pussy and let out a scream. The whole rest of the floor might hear her, but she needed Mr Thomas's eyes on her. She couldn't say why it mattered to her, but she wanted him to see. If she was willing to do this for him, surely he should at least watch her.

She turned her body on the sofa, making Smith shift behind her to keep drilling her. She stared at Mr Thomas, willing him to turn and face her, feeling herself building to another climax.
 
Ken felt a tight pit in his stomach, Misty's moans had him raging hard and throbbing in his pants. He wanted nothing more than to grab Smith and rip him away from her so that Ken can plunge himself into Misty's sexy body. He wanted to feel her moaning for his cock, her walls milking him not that other scumbag.

He turned back to watch and saw Misty looking at him, watching him watch her fuck this fat bastard. Then Smith cried out and slammed deep into her. His body trembled and Ken knew he was filling the condom while Misty's body trembled around him.

Ken rose and grabbed the contract off his desk. He didn't want any bullshit he took a pen and shoved the contract in front of Smith. "Sign it now and get out of here." He said coldly.

Smith rolled off of Misty and glanced at the contract. He frowned but didn't protest. "Fine Thomas. You got yourself a deal." He signed the paperwork and Ken spun back to his desk to get the contract uploaded.

Smith got dressed and gave Misty a little wave before leaving the office.

Ken glanced up at Misty's still naked and still beautiful body. "I can't apologize or thank you enough for what you just did Misty." He told her. "I never thought for a second that I would be jealous of that piece of shit. But I wish I had been fucking you."
 
By the time she could think straight, Smith had already signed the contract and left. She smiled at Mr Thomas's words as she lay on his couch, her ass propped up still. She sat up, moving slow, still tingling with the rush of pleasure she had felt. She blushed when he said he wished he had been fucking her, and then stood up.

"I don't know how much money I just made for you," she said. "but I guess enough that it was worth tripling my salary." She bent down and stepped into her panties, pulling them up slow. "I didn't think it would turn me on as much as it did. I guess you didn't think it would turn you on either. So how turned on are you? How much do you want this?"

She slipped her arms through the straps of her bra and lifted her breasts nto the cups, smiling at him, teasing.
 
Ken swallowed hard as he watched Misty get dressed. The girl took her goddamn time about it too, teasing him with her body and a evil smirk on her face. "I honestly don't know what's keeping me from jumping you right now Misty."

He shook his head and looked down at the contract on the desk. "Nevertheless, you made this company a huge amount of money today. I don't know what price you had to pay emotionally for it but I can promise you a large bonus check will be in your hand in the morning." HE told her looking up at her as she slipping back into her top.
 
He watched her dress like a hungry animal watching someone eat, waiting for his chance. It made her want to take her clothes right back off, but she didn't. She slowly buttoned up her blouse, meeting his gaze with a slightly challenging smile. As she bent down to pick up her skirt, she turned, making sure he got a good look at the curve of her ass.

"Thank you, Mr Thomas," she said. "The bonus really means a lot. You know how tight money is these days, every bit helps, and if I can do something that helps the company, that makes it even better."

She stepped into her skirt and slowly slid it up. Zipping it up and then smoothing it down. "Will there be anything else?" she asked, letting her eyes drop to his lap for a moment.
 
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