Rhonda marched down the hall of the thirty-sixth floor in her imposing black heels. She found no one manning the assistant’s desk for her boss Nick Coulson, VP of Research and Development for Spades International. Rhonda ratted her fingernails against the desk impatiently.
“Come in,” Nick shouted from his office. The door was open, but Rhonda couldn’t see him. She sighed and entered. Nick reclined behind his large oak desk, invited her to take a seat in front of him.
Rhonda Locklear, age 35, served as an executive directly under Nick. The Native American woman wore her black hair in a professional ponytail, and besides the heels wore a matching black pantsuit. Nick dragged his tongue across his front teeth, fishing for a way to start this conversation. He shuddered slightly.
“Everything okay sir?” asked Rhonda sternly. Nick waved his hand dismissively.
“Things will be fine. I’m sorry to call you up here a little awkwardly, but I had an item I needed to address with you. Confidential past these walls.”
Rhonda nodded affirming, crossing her muscular legs. “Where’s Ms. June at the moment?” she asked.
“I have her servicing me elsewhere,” answered Nick. He leaned in, causing the whole table to buckle. “I understand you’ve been offered a position at Neeman.”
Rhonda confirmed his suspicions, treading carefully. “Yes sir, but I still hadn’t decided. I was hoping to leverage it into a raise her.”
“I might have a promotion in mind. You see, I know you’re more serious than that. So serious to commit corporate espionage.”
The powerful woman froze, the hair on the back of her neck stood up. Nick completely caught her in his crosshairs.
“I have enough evidence not only to get you fired, obviously, but the size of your indiscretions could lead to legitimate jail time. However, if you recall I did say promotion.”
“Whatever you have in mind, Nick, I sure we can reach another agreement,” negotiated Rhonda, attempting to regain some amount of control.
Nick switched gears. “You vouched for Ms. June to assume the role as my assistant, correct?”
“Personally.”
Nick cheekily grinned. “I’m afraid to inform you that your protege was the one who slipped the evidence of your intentions my way. Accidentally, in her favor. But we reached our own agreement.”
Nick pointed at the booze table to Rhonda’s right. “Why don’t you get my a glass of gin before we start.”
Rhonda obeyed, albeit confused by Nick’s erratic switches in conversation. After pouring the drink, she turned to give Nick his glass, she nearly spilled the contents on the floor. Nick’s pants were at his ankles, and hiding under his desk the whole time was the naked pale girl who should’ve been outside. June bobbed her head, her blonde bowl cut swaying as she obediently sucked Nick’s erect penis. June eyed Rhonda eerily before resuming her pace.
Drool had been leaking from June’s mouth to her small perky breasts, freshly pierced with silver bars. Nick placed one hand on her hand and violently pushed her down. She gagged while he used his other hand to call someone. “She knows, so you can join us.”
Rhonda was petrified, unsure of how to grapple the emotions of learning the young twenty-something she mentored through the company he betrayed her, or that her boss had the girl sucking his cock in front of Rhonda. Nick scooted out his chair so Rhonda could get a better view of June on her haunches. “Sit back down,” he commanded.
After Rhonda reluctantly obeyed, Nick continued, “I was able to decipher a little bit about your relationship with Ms. June here. Apparently, you’ve been hiding a dirty little secret this whole time, and completely exposed yourself when you brought up the innocent little idea with June: sleeping together.”
Rhonda turned bright crimson, her eyes unconsciously drawn to June’s ass, presented a meter away from her. Nick noticed her subtly drifting. “I think I want to hear your side of the story, and of course, I want you to play with your clit while you do so.”
Rhonda couldn’t believe his request. Fearful of reprisal, Rhonda sunk her hand beneath her pants, between her thighs. She rolled her fingers lightly around her clit and gulped.
Nick grabbed June’s ears and proceeded to skullfuck the poor girl. June’s protests were muffled by the phallus stretching her mouth to the brim. “Some inspiration for you.”
Against her better wishes, the sight did arouse Rhonda. She started working on her brown snatch. “I knew it was inappropriate when the thought first crossed my mind, but’s that what I liked it. The power I would have over her, I did have over her: master and student. The worst time was where I almost asked her out but stopped. I spent the last thirty minutes of the day jerking off to my imagination in the company bathroom.”
Rhonda wanted to look away but was hypnotized by June’s shaking butt. Her cheeks clapped while Nick massages her head up and down. Rhonda saw the mess of blonde pubes above her dripping pussy. She felt especially dirty getting turned on by her puckered asshole staring back at her, both things she would’ve loved to venture into with her fingers, teasing the June in the center of her bed.
Rhonda inserted two fingers into her cunt, covering her moaning mouth with her free hand. Nick smirked, ramping up his pace in preparation for cumming.
“On your knees!” he barked. Rhonda panic, stumbling out of her seat with her hand still jammed down her pants. The athletic Native American balanced on her knees in front of her boss. Nick removed his cock from June’s throat and pushed her onto her back legs.
“Open wide!” June and Rhonda stuck out their tongues and waited to receive Nick’s seed. The last time the lesbian Rhonda had sucked dick was her freshman year of college, but here she was on her knees getting blasted in the face by white globs. Nick distributed his cum evenly between June and Rhonda, streaking their faces. The white strains ruined Rhonda’s pantsuit. From all the humiliation, Rhonda brought herself to orgasm, the last time she would be permitted to on her own. Nick promised himself to punish her for that later.
The three of them panted, taking in the hot scene. “You guys are a mess,” taunted Nick. “Clean each other off.”
Without any hesitation, June turned to her mentor and dragged her tongue up the side of her face. She desperately searched for every single drop, almost kissing Rhonda to suck the dripping sperm off her lips. Rhonda followed suit, lavishing the opportunity but recoiling at the taste.
“I hate you,” blurted out June.
“Two-timing white bitch,” cursed Rhonda. Nick swatted away Rhonda reaching for June’s piercings.
“Ladies, ladies! I’ll let you two have at each other soon enough. Our guest is here.” June and Rhonda turned to see an imposing man in a black suit with greying hair. He had silently watched their first cumshots, optimistic at their potential.
“This is Walter, my head of security. He’ll be responsible for your training, Rhonda.”
“My training?” asked Rhonda, spitting unwanted cum at June.
Nick nodded, slapping both women with his still erect dick. “Now, which of you has had anal sex before?”
[Thanks for reading, Part 2 coming out soon! Let me know in the comments if there’s anything you’d like to see ima sequel, anything at all (mostly)!]
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