I look at her.
She looks down, “No pain.”
I look at her.
She mumbles, “No humiliation.”
I smile.
She can’t see me, “Anything.”
I command her with a soft, firm voice, “Strip.”
Without hesitation, her dress is untied in the back, and it quickly slips down her body, leaving her naked save her shoes. Hot damn.
Juanita has a slightly darker skin color, her heritage shines through. Her breasts are medium size, probably a 34C. On her thin, lean body, they’re charming. She has dark eyes that aren’t special in themselves, but she has a pretty face. Standing naked in front of me is a beautiful woman I will fuck and enjoy doing it.
Right now, my office orientation is essential. I have a large rectangular office. There is a short hallway down the center of my office from the door. On the right is my washroom with a shower. On the left are a refrigerator and wet bar with a microwave oven, fruit, snacks, and candy bars on the wall. After walking through the short hallway, my office has a large desk, floor to ceiling windows, drapes for privacy, recessed lighting, my dad’s old desk, and chair, plus two new large, high back wing, leather chairs, and a couch on the side with a small table. Opposite the wall from the sofa is a table with four comfortable chairs.
Kim knocks on my door; I say, “Come in,” look at Juanita, then point to my right side where the washroom door is open.
My command is, “Leave the door open and stay in the doorway.”
Juanita’s eyes explode out of her head, and she rushes for the safety of the washroom. Kim looks around and notices the dress on my chair. She never turns around looking for Juanita. We both know she will find her naked. My heart is pounding for Juanita. I hate this stuff for this exact reason.
I bet Kim can hear my heart beating in my chest from five feet away.
Kim says in a sexy voice, “I need you to sign this, please.”
Typically, I just sign it, knowing it’s already been reviewed. This time, I pick it up and read it:
“I William Shoemaker, do swear that I will make Juanita do crazy shit today. I will make her hide in my washroom doorway, take her to the appointed location where she will be fucked, and enjoy the first three stalls on the left side at Larry’s Adult Bookstore at the minimum.
Love,
Your family.”
I look up at her, and she smiles at me with the biggest grin I’ve ever seen. She steps to the end of my desk and then comes around to me. She turns me in the swiveling chair and kneels before me. She takes out my cock and goes down on me. Damn, she is good. But this isn’t enough. I use my finger to motion Juanita closer to me and point behind Kim. Silently, she moves behind Kim.
I then use my fingers to make her squat down, move to the left, some more to the left, down some more, and then forward. She moves forward but stops at Kim’s head. I then motioned using my fingers in a curved motion to place her breasts on each side of Kim’s head. Her mouth drops open as I finger her to move forward. I use my hands to hold Kim in place. She thinks this is part of the blowjob, me holding her in place.
You know that look when you tickle someone? They giggle and contract their body. That’s exactly what Kim did when she felt the breasts on both sides of her head.
That’s so adorable. She spits me out, turns both ways, planting a kiss on each breast, before returning to her task. I use my hands to play with the two nipples on both sides of Kim’s face.
Kim can just barely see what I’m doing.
Jane picks that moment to barge into my office. Neither Jane nor mom knock first. She saw me right away and smiled. It wasn’t until she was in my office that she realized that Kim and Juanita were here.
Her script just said to barge in at the time. Both Juanita and Kim are extremely embarrassed. Juanita tries to cover herself.
I use a firm voice, “Juanita ….”
Her arms and eyes go down.
Jane stutters, “Um. Okayyyyyyy. I see you have things … under control.”
I can’t see under Kim’s dress. From the slight jump up, I gather that Juanita reaches under the skirt from behind and has a finger or two up Kim’s pussy.
Kim takes her mouth off my cock to say quickly, “My husband loves me working for your company now. My libido has skyrocketed. I will attack him as soon as he gets home tonight. I am going to leak pussy juice on my chair all afternoon.”
She then increases the pressure on my cock. Oooooo that feels good.
Jane says quietly, “He’s gonna blow; hang on tight.”
Her tongue quickly swirls around my cock; it’s too much. I give her three short bursts of cum which makes her giggle. I point to Juanita and then the corner. She sprints to the corner. Jane turns around to leave. Kim stands up, smacking her lips like she just finished a slab of BBQ ribs.
Then walks out of my office.
Before I can say or do anything, Ben comes barging into my office. Oh crap. That can’t be part of the script.
I look sternly at Ben, “You better have good news for me.”
Ben has a defeated look on his face, “We can’t get the factory finished, your schedule is insane.”
I shout at Ben, “My family built this whole building and our home plus my garage and all the other buildings in six months! Can’t you get one unfurnished factory done in a year? Why am I paying you?”
Ben defends himself, “We had supply issues, labor issues, and all kinds of problems with inspections. It’s not my fault.”
I look at Ben, “You have three months to finish that factory, or you will be hammering nails again!”
He turns to his right to leave; now, his back is to Juanita.
I call out to him, “Ben!”
He stops. “There are times when spending money to expedite a project is worthwhile. Yes, it costs more, but I need that plant operational now. Go see Kim and have her book you thirty minutes with Sophia or mom. They can show you how to move mountains with an impossible schedule.”
Ben gives an appreciative “Thank you” and then walks out. Just as his head straightens out, he stops. I can only assume that he can see Juanita out of his peripheral vision.
I say to Ben, “That’s my toy. Go.”
He never turned to look.
He did walk out. I can see Juanita trembling like a leaf.
As soon as Ben leaves, Kim is walking towards me. I put up my hand as a stop sign.
“I know. It’s OK. We’re good,” from me, stops her in her tracks, and she returns to her chair.
At 4:30, “Get dressed, please,” is all I say.
I know that soon there will be questions about dinner. There was nothing in my script; I know my family.
Vickie and Jane both come into my office and seem sad when Juanita has clothes on.
I cut them off, “Dinner at home tonight. Juanita and I are going out later.”
“We know, we’re meeting you at the club,” says Vickie with a huge smile.
Why are we risking going to a club? Too many bad things can happen there. I need to talk with Pat again. We do have an excellent dinner, prime rib, my favorite. Then we all go out to Martin’s, a newer club geared towards adults.
The place is darker yet still easy to see. The music is loud, but it’s still easy to talk. They play lots of soft jazz and rock music.
I dance with Juanita, mom dances with Sophia, and Jane dances with Vickie. I also notice that about half of the place is filled with our security people. They’re here with their wives or girlfriends and seem to be enjoying themselves.