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Jay sat his desk, reviewing some policy revisions sent in from the contracted photo agency when he heard a knock at his open door. Glancing up, he saw Steph carrying an armful of binders, looking busy as she scribbled something on the paper on top of the stack. “Well, here are the project proposals, in need of your approval before execution,” she said, laying them neatly at the edge of his desk, pushing them toward him slightly in the process. “Seems like a handful.. looks like you really are going to need to work overtime the next few days.” Her hair that was loose and wild just the night before looked tame in a bun atop her head today. Jay’s gaze shifted subtley over her curves, remembering how they felt under his hands not even twelve hours ago, clad in a matching office skirt suit that flattered her figure. Her lips, however, were the same deep red hue, bringing the hot memories flashing across his mind. “Thanks, Steph,” he simply replied, forcing his mind to return to the paperwork he’d been working on. Steph’s name was checked off his list. No need to start drooling after here still. And yet… “Ring if you need anything,” she said nonchalantly as she started stepping back out of the office. Jay had to admit, she was good at playing it cool. Most of the other women he’d fucked at the office acted flustered if they had to encounter him so soon after their rendezvous. She was a pro. “Actually…” Jay called, halting her steps at the door. “Go ahead and close the door. I have something I need to discuss with you.” Steph looked back with a raised brow and did as she was told, firmly shutting the door and sitting in the chair facing him. “I’ve been thinking about last night,” Jay began, setting work aside for a moment. “Oh?” she quirked her head in her hand, looking at him. “I thought we don’t talk about any ‘last nights’?” “Yeah, well, you just said I needed to look over all the project proposals. And if I remember correctly, you proposed something last night during our ‘business meeting,’ no?” Steph grinned as she porno hikayeler leaned back smoothly in her chair, crossing her legs and making her skirt rise up higher on her curvatious thighs. “Alright, Mr. Tannor. So have you decided to approve?” “If all it takes is for me to fuck your brains out again to have what I want, that’s a deal I’d be sore to refuse,” Jay growled in a low voice, placing his elbows on the desk. Steph laughed and said, “Careful, you’re starting to sound desperate for a man who’s fucked half the office hens and a third of the recruited models. Losing your edge, Tannor?” “Never,” he replied. “I just think for this particular bird, I’d like a wing to help guide me. Trust me, I won’t need you for everyone I want, just some I would feel nice having a little helping hand in.” She took a moment, as if to contemplate, before saying, “Damn if that cock didn’t feel good.. Okay, I’ll take what I can get. So, Vicky, huh?” Jay’s eyes flicked up through the windows surrounding his office to the small girl working at a small desk next to his assistant’s. She was a mouse, but a delicious looking one, and Jay felt more and more like a feral cat looking at her, ready to pounce any moment. “Maybe some advance briefing would help me with her,” he finally said to Steph, leaning forward a bit more. “Well, honestly I don’t know much about her either. But one thing I do know is that she seems interested in your prowess.” Jay quirked a brow this time. “She’s said that?” “Well, the girls who’re lining up to be noticed as your next target all talk, and I’ve seen her listening in on their conversations, blushing on occasion when some of the more loud mouthed ones describe things in detail. I won’t tell you who, but I’m sure you can guess some of the poorer choices you’ve made.” “I don’t care about that in a woman here, just as long as her body is banging and she wants it.” “And I’m telling you, Vicky’s one of them. She just doesn’t throw herself at you like all those other sluts try to do.” Jay leaned back seks hikayeleri in his chair, chancing another look at Vicky, now talking to Rebecca. No doubt taking more orders to do the job the first assistant was supposed to do in the first place. Alright, so perhaps personality did matter a little bit in that regard… Steph also glanced back before rolling her eyes. “I honestly don’t know why you keep that bitch Rebecca around. She does such a shitty job at her work and at hiding the fact that she wants to deep throat your dick the most.” “That’s why. So that I won’t get involved with my assistant. I need to make sure the important work gets done without the girl starting to go crazy on me. And she’s not that bad at her job.” “That’s because Vicky’s the one doing it all the time.” Steph shook her head as she got up. Smoothing her skirt, she said, “Alright, leave it to me. I’ll give you a chance to corner her to do your magic. But at least take the girl out or something. She really is a nice girl among us devilish sinners out on the floor.” Jay watched Steph’s plump ass bounce on her way out, licking his lips and looking one last time at the mousy second assistant. He couldn’t help but wonder what Steph had in store for them. As the day wore on, Jay reluctantly found that Steph was right; he would need to buckle down to get these proposals reviewed for the big project coming up, and only looked up a few hours later when a commotion just outside his office broke loose. Stepping out, he noticed papers strewn all over the floor with coffee spilled on them, Vicky in the midst trying her best to clean it up. He took a moment to study her ass, stuck up in the air facing him as she mumbled her apologies to Rebecca, who was angrily berating her. Jay couldn’t help but like the image of her on all fours facing away from him as she was, but quickly stepped in to save the poor girl. “What’s going on here?” Rebecca looked up, her angry eyes instantly fluttering as she explained in a high pitched tone, “Oh, Jay! sex hikayeleri I’m so sorry about these files. I asked Vicky to do a simple job of getting some coffee ready for some of us out here, and the girl I guess tripped and spilled it all on these papers!” “I’m so sorry, Mr. Tannor… I didn’t mean to… I don’t know what happened, it’s like I tripped on thin air,” Vicky stammered as looked back up toward him. The view looked even better that way, and Jay had to fight grabbing her ass and doing what he wanted with them. “No, don’t be sorry. Here, get up Vicky, let’s get you to the lounge to see if there’s anything that’ll get those coffee stains off your blouse.” As he escorted her by the small of her back, he noticed Steph standing nearby, a sly grin thrown at him before she said loudly, “Well, I guess it’s up to you to clean all this up, Becca. That poor girl looks really shaken up, be a doll and help her out with the mess, hm?” Jay only had a glimpse of Rebecca’s angry face as he and Vicky rounded the corner on the short trek to the office lounge. Gathering up some paper towels, Jay wet it and handed it over to Vicky, who took it with shaky hands to dab at the hem of her white blouse. “Are you okay?” he asked, genuinely concerned for her now. “I’m.. Fine. Thank you, Mr. Tannor,” she said quietly, a deep blush rising to her cheeks. Jay found it endearing, and stood nearby, his hands braced behind him on the sink. “You really should call me Jay, Vicky. No one here addresses me that formally.” She didn’t reply, hiding her face under her light brown bangs. Unable to help himself, Jay reached out to tuck some loose strands of hair behind her ear, his fingers lightly tugging all the way down the long strand to the tip that stopped just above her small breasts. “I’m thinking I haven’t really made much effort to get to know you,” he said gently, lifting her chin to have her meet his gaze. “I know you do very good work here at the office. I’m wondering… if you’d like to join me for dinner tonight?” Vicky looked at him in silence for a long moment before she asked quietly, “Does… that mean what I think it means..?” “It can mean whatever you want it to mean,” Jay replied, grazing a finger across her bottom lip. “I’d like that very much, Mr – I mean, Jay.” Jay smiled.
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