“Kaitlyn?” I called out into the lobby. Of course it was her. You see, no one at my office had met Kaitlyn before and didn’t know what she looked like, so she had somehow managed to get on my list of consultations for the day, right before my lunch hour.
I ushered her into one of my firm’s conference rooms, pretending to not know her and apprehensive at first as to why she was there.
At first, Kaitlyn kept up her charade, and pretended to ask me some legal questions. I went along with it and explained the ins and outs of her purely hypothetical legal issue, and the potential options for her as one of my clients, and then I quoted the cost of my services (a $5000 retainer).
Now I don’t typically negotiate my fee as a rule, but some rules are meant to be broken.
When I quoted the price, the pretty woman to my right let out an exaggerated high pitched feminine gasp. I don’t know why, but my gaze was immediately drawn to her chest, and I finally noticed what she was wearing—a tight heather grey t-shirt dress that clung to every curve of her body perfectly, with a deep scoop neck, cap sleeves, and ruching at the hips. Kaitlyn’s petite perky cleavage was doing its best, and it was obvious that (once again) she was not wearing a bra. The dress was mid thigh length and the ruching framed her hips and ass perfectly. Her outfit was completed by a pair of strappy black heels.
Kaitlyn’s long chocolate hair was done up in a ponytail that I was already imagining a few uses for.
She spoke first in her best southern bell accent. “Well sir, is there any room for negotiation?”
She seductively moved her hand under the table onto my pressed blue suit pants, while I gave her a knowing smile. All at once thoughts of what I would like to do to her in that conference room flooded my mind. Alas, I couldn’t do such things to a “potential client”in my lobby conference room for everyone to see. But I knew the perfect place. We just had to be quiet.
Truthfully, it is highly unethical, and against our rules of conduct to have sexual contact with a client. But Kaitlyn wasn’t a real client.
I stood up and Kaitlyn’s hand slid from my lap. “Why don’t we take this to my office; we can negotiate there.” I said.
I opened the conference room door, then lead them past the coded door to our offices and to my corner office. Kaitlyn’s high heels clacked on the wood floor as she followed me. It’s great to be the boss. As we passed my assistant, Jessica’s desk, located directly outside of my office I let her know that I would be working in my office with Kaitlyn through my lunch.
I closed my door and sat at my desk, and Kaitlyn sat opposite me in a chair on the other side.
“So, what do you propose?” I asked.
“As I was saying,” Kaitlyn rose from her chair and sauntered around my desk. She had hiked her dress up her hips, revealing more of her strong tanned legs, as well as a peak of her black thong, barely hiding the little soft pussy lips that I had grown to crave. She continued, “is there any room for negotiation?”
“You mean my fee?”
“Right,” she chimed.
“Because you see, Mr. Lawyer-Man, I really need your help, but I just don’t think I can afford to pay that much.” Kaitlyn said in a low voice, so as to not draw unwanted attention from outside.
“Now hold on,” I said. “I have a girlfriend.”
Kaitlyn ignored me and proceeded to crawl onto my desk in front of me.
“I don’t negotiate against myself, so make your first offer.” My voice cracked. But how could it not? I was staring down the cleavage of my smoking hot girlfriend, and I was hard as fuck.
“1000.” She said.
As I said my dick was now incredibly hard, I would probably have agreed to anything at this point, but I wanted too ok see what all she would do.
“4500,” I responded. This was going to be fun.
Kaitlyn glanced down at the bulge straining against my suit pants.
“You drive a hard bargain.” She said climbing off of my desk, and then bending down at my crotch. She looked up at me “1100.”
“4000.” I responded, trying to push her head to my bulge. But she stood back up, teasing me, squeezing her breasts in front of me.
“How far down will you go if I take off my dress?” She asked with a devilish smile.
I thought quickly, careful not to give away the farm before I got what I wanted. “3500,” I responded, “with some wiggle room if you do more.”
She lifted her dress over her ass, revealing her thong, then over her breasts, then finally over her head, then threw it to the chair she was sitting on earlier.
Instantly, I leapt up and latched onto her right breast, softly kissing and licking her nipple, which was met by a quiet moan from my sexy princess. But soon enough, she had gently pushed me away as she sat on the corner of my desk with her heels crossed.
“I’m not convinced you really need a bigger discount.” I prodded.
“Well why don’t you tell me what this is worth then?” She slid down between my legs and began unlatching my belt. Next went my pants, and suddenly my naked ass was sitting in my chair, dress shirt and suit jacket still on, and cock rigid in the stuffy office air.
She immediately began stroking my cock and looked up at me inquisitively.
“3000,” I said, reading her mind.
“And now?” I groaned at the feeling of Kaitlyn’s wet mouth surrounding my cock.
“Fuck that feels good. $2000.”
On she sucked, I could feel pre-cum oozing out of my cock head and spilling into her hungry mouth.
“I can’t afford that, sir.” Kaitlyn quickly said before engulfing me in her her mouth once more.
“Then I’m going to need a little more from you.” I said, hating how sleazy I sounded, but loving where it was going. I pushed her head down by her ponytail so that she was throating my cock as far as she good. I was humping upward into her face to get even deeper.
“Fuck yes! $1100,” I said.
She was giving it her all, and I could feel my dick hitting the back of her throat with every muffled gag. She moaned around my dick, but I had to shush her. She came off of it only to spit on it before going down on it again. My dick was producing an ungodly amount of salty pre-cum for her to taste and her tongue already had me at the edge.
Having already matched her price, she stopped sucking suddenly. I was worried that it was all over but then Kaitlyn stood and leaned up with both hands against the office window presenting her ass to me. It was then that I noticed the jewel nestled in her ass behind her thong. When Kaitlyn wears a butt plug, a good fucking can make her cum in less than a minute.
I stood up, pulled Kaitlyn’s thong to the side and lined myself up with her crevice, whispering dirty things in her ear as I pushed in slowly. If my windows hadn’t been tinted, the people in the parking lot would have had quite a show.
I looked at my watch and noticed that we had been in my office for about 30 minutes. Not wanting to waste time, I wrapped one arm around her leg until I reached her clit and started rubbing and fucking her in earnest, watching the movement of workers and clientele going about their business below.
“Shit!” She exclaimed quietly.
“Do it, slut!” I didn’t normally call Kaitlyn names, but the situation seemed to call for it, and it got the reaction I wanted. Kaitlyn’s legs began to shake (so much so that it is a marvel that she remained standing in her heels) as she started to cum. I wrapped my free hand around her mouth to quiet her moans as I held myself in deep and rode out her climax. I was holding on for dear life, myself.
“Get on your knees,” I commanded after her orgasm subsided.
I pulled out and she obediently fell to the ground as I began pumping my cock furiously at her face. Kaitlyn began to beg for it.
“Please give me your cum! I need it!”
Kaitlyn’s mouth opened to receive my load just as I was prepared to give it to her. I squeezed my eyes shut and sound faded as my orgasm overtook me, my cum flying in strands all over her face. I looked down after my climax subsided. Her eyes, cheeks, nose, and forehead were all covered in my jizz. Kaitlyn made sure that I was properly drained by taking me back into her mouth and sucking gently.
“Oh my God!” Came a familiar female voice, but not Kaitlyn’s. It was my legal assistant, Jessica.
She had apparently entered my office mid vinegar strokes, and neither of us had noticed her enter.
Jessica noticed a sizeable raise in her next paycheck. She might have told my paralegals, but they haven’t alluded that they new.
It’s good to be the boss.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vj9fpo/mf_my_legal_assistant_walked_in_on_my_vinegar