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Speaker 1: across the sales floor, his perfectly tailored suit accentuating the
Speaker 1: muscles underneath. Katie watched him, as did every other woman
Speaker 1: in the office, just with one difference. Katie could only
Speaker 1: sneer at him. The days of her lusting over his
Speaker 1: looks and wondering what it might be like to be
Speaker 1: taken by him had vanished after a single day as
Speaker 1: his pa. Looking around the office, she could see the
Speaker 1: other women, their panties dripping, watching their CEO stalk to
Speaker 1: his corner office, all power and dominance. Little did they
Speaker 1: know what an asshole he really was. Katie had to
Speaker 1: admit she was more than a little surprised he didn't
Speaker 1: have any office affairs. She'd been here five years and
Speaker 1: wasn't aware of any relationships he'd had. As such. The
Speaker 1: closest one he seemed to have was with his sales director,
Speaker 1: Jamie and Katie's former boss. Jamie was a stocky man,
Speaker 1: surprisingly quiet for a sales director. His dark hair always
Speaker 1: neatly trimmed, and the mallion streak crested his head. Beautifully.
Speaker 1: On the first day Katie had met him, she noticed
Speaker 1: his dark eyes sparkled with an inner youth when he smiled,
Speaker 1: and damn he could sell. When she had joined the
Speaker 1: company as a sales executive, her first sales call was
Speaker 1: to a multinational client that was very upset with their service.
Speaker 1: Everything that could have gone wrong with their account had
Speaker 1: and it was proving to be an absolute mess. She
Speaker 1: didn't know why they had even agreed to a meeting,
Speaker 1: apart from perhaps ear bashing her about the state of things.
Speaker 1: Watching Jamie in that meeting had been phenomenal. Unlike Stephen,
Speaker 1: who seemed to be permanently on the edge of arguing
Speaker 1: with his own shadow, Jamie had been acquired calming strength.
Speaker 1: An hour later, they left the meeting with a new contract,
Speaker 1: doubling the client's spend. Now there was a man she
Speaker 1: could have an affair with. Yet all the women focused
Speaker 1: on Stephen, and in truth, Jamie didn't seem interested in
Speaker 1: any woman in the office. They had even made Stephen's
Speaker 1: undeniable attraction a joke amongst the women. The new starters
Speaker 1: had to take at least a thirty minute bathroom break
Speaker 1: after their induction meeting with Stephen so they could focus
Speaker 1: back on work. Jamie appeared from his office and stalked
Speaker 1: Stephen across the floor, closing the office door behind him.
Speaker 1: To say it was an office was a little understated.
Speaker 1: It was more penthouse than office. Glass walls encased his
Speaker 1: main room. He had the old walls ripped out years ago,
Speaker 1: apparently so he could see everything happening on the cell floor.
Speaker 1: As Stephen's assistant, Katie knew. There were more rooms hidden
Speaker 1: out of sight where Stephen could go to vent his anger,
Speaker 1: a bathroom and small cloak room for him to change
Speaker 1: before evening dinners with clients and investors. And then there
Speaker 1: was the filing room, a hellhole of a room that
Speaker 1: Katie positively hated. The room was dark and dismal and
Speaker 1: held a copy of every contract currently live within the company.
Speaker 1: Apparently it was the old cleaner's room and had never
Speaker 1: really been updated, probably still even had the same three
Speaker 1: dusty light bulbs hanging from the ceiling. Watching the two
Speaker 1: men move behind the silent veil of the glass wall,
Speaker 1: the conversation certainly seemed animated. Both men stood pointing fingers
Speaker 1: at each other. Their meetings were never documented or minuted,
Speaker 1: but it was well known there was a tension between them.
Speaker 1: What that tension was, Katie couldn't imagine. Neither man had
Speaker 1: ever alluded to anything. She watched as Jamie turned and
Speaker 1: stalked the office, his demeanor calm and controlled. As he
Speaker 1: moved around the desk. Placing his hand on Stephen's shoulder,
Speaker 1: he eased him down into his seat. Even at this distance,
Speaker 1: Katie could see the calming effect Jamie had on Stephen.
Speaker 1: They had apparently set the company up years ago together.
Speaker 1: How Stephen had become CEO was beyond her. Jamie had
Speaker 1: far more presence and personality, but apparently, as he said,
Speaker 1: he wouldn't want to try me with your check book.
Speaker 1: So Stephen was in control because he had more of
Speaker 1: a handle on the finances. Suddenly, the sound of her
Speaker 1: desk phone shattered her train of thought. Without taking her
Speaker 1: eyes off Jamie, she picked up the handset. Stephen's stern
Speaker 1: voice echoed, Katie, come to my office before the line
Speaker 1: went dead. Grabbing her organizer and pen, she rose from
Speaker 1: her chair and slowly dragged herself across the office. She
Speaker 1: hated these moments. Just after the two men had had
Speaker 1: a confrontation, Stephen blatantly tried to make himself feel as
Speaker 1: if he was in charge again and would find something
Speaker 1: demeaning a menial for Katie to do. Jamie flashed a big,
Speaker 1: bright smile at her as she entered the office, moving
Speaker 1: from beside Stephen. His eyes glinted as he walked toward
Speaker 1: her and said thank you for coming, Katie. Despite the
Speaker 1: fact it was blatantly obvious it was Jamie who was
Speaker 1: controlling the conversation, Katie could do little but focus on
Speaker 1: his smile and those lips that held the promise of
Speaker 1: so much pleasure. Somewhere in the back of her mind,
Speaker 1: she was suddenly aware that Stephen had been speaking for
Speaker 1: the past few seconds, and his voice had become gradually
Speaker 1: more stern. Katie, we have to clear the filing room out,
Speaker 1: he sneered, watching the pair of them. If she didn't
Speaker 1: know better, she'd swear his eyes were filled with jealousy.
Speaker 1: He'd never even suggested anything inappropriate between them, so she
Speaker 1: had no idea how he could be jealous of the
Speaker 1: natural warmth between her and Jamie. Katie's jaw dropped at
Speaker 1: the prospect of clearing out the filing room. No doubt
Speaker 1: everything would have to be scanned and stored elsewhere. What
Speaker 1: all of it, she asked, Her voice strained, Yes, we're
Speaker 1: sending off for scanning, so you just have to empty
Speaker 1: the filing cabinets and notate the boxes you put them in,
Speaker 1: he gritted out. Seeing the tension build between the pair
Speaker 1: of them, Jamie interceded, Katie, please just put her files
Speaker 1: into boxes and know the draw references for the scanners.
Speaker 1: We have to repurpose that room. His smiled genuinely warm
Speaker 1: as it reflected in his eyes. Okay, when do you
Speaker 1: want it done by? She asked suspiciously. Stephen had a
Speaker 1: thing for requesting projects like this to be completed at
Speaker 1: the last minute. It shouldn't take you any more than
Speaker 1: an hour, Stephen said curtly. Katie could do nothing but
Speaker 1: gasp in disbelief. An hour. I can't even get my
Speaker 1: hand between the files. He's going to be at least
Speaker 1: three days of a job, even if I skip lunch.
Speaker 1: She retorted, something about Stephen always irritated her when he
Speaker 1: asked her to do anything. Why the hell he had
Speaker 1: someone who so obviously hated him as his pa. She
Speaker 1: didn't have a clue. Jamie put his arm around her
Speaker 1: in a friendly manner and pulled her against his strong
Speaker 1: chest before saying, oh, ignore him. He's having one of
Speaker 1: his days, he said, glaring at Stephen. Just as soon
Speaker 1: as you can, Katie. We know you'll do your best. Okay,
Speaker 1: I'll do what I can, she said to merely wondering
Speaker 1: why they're hell Jamie never employed a PA. Then she
Speaker 1: could leave this stupid job and have a wonderful time
Speaker 1: with him. That's a spirit, Jimmy said jovially, before giving
Speaker 1: her another strong hug. Katie turned and left the two
Speaker 1: men to continue their discussion. Stopping at the door, she
Speaker 1: turned and asked anything else. Sir Steven's gaze hardened as
Speaker 1: he said, we're going out for a meal with a
Speaker 1: new client shortly. You might want to make a start
Speaker 1: on it while we're out. We won't be back today, okay,
Speaker 1: Katie said, cursing Stephen in the back of her mind
Speaker 1: and wondering where the hell she was going to find
Speaker 1: enough storage boxes to move all the files. In fact,
Speaker 1: it took the best part of the rest of the
Speaker 1: afternoon to circure anything like enough boxes. Katie stared at
Speaker 1: the tower of cardboard that stood outside Stephen's now empty office.
Speaker 1: She sighed to herself. She was going to have to
Speaker 1: work this evening, that was for sure, not for Stephen,
Speaker 1: but she would for Jamie. Return to her desk, she
Speaker 1: rifled through the doors before she retrieved a flask. It
Speaker 1: was going to be a long night and she needed coffee,
Speaker 1: lots of freaking coffee, and she really didn't have the
Speaker 1: time to be getting up and making coffee every ten minutes.
Speaker 1: So a flask it was. When she returned from emptying
Speaker 1: the coffee machine into her flask, the parade of people
Speaker 1: finishing for the day had already begun. Nine to fiver us.
Speaker 1: She hissed under her breath, watching the floor empty and
Speaker 1: leaving her alone. Taking two boxes from the top of
Speaker 1: the mountain, she pushed her way through the office door
Speaker 1: with her put through the bathroom and into the dreaded
Speaker 1: finding room. Dropping the boxes, she flicked the dim light
Speaker 1: bulbs on. Slowly they sprang to life, doing little to
Speaker 1: dispel the inherent gloom in this room. Sliding one of
Speaker 1: the metallic drawers open, she hitched her skirt and sat
Speaker 1: on the floor next to it, her boxes in coffee
Speaker 1: on the other side of her. As she grasped a
Speaker 1: mound of files and wrestled them from the drawer. Looking up,
Speaker 1: the archaic, gray metal filing cabinets loomed over her. Jeez,
Speaker 1: she thought one could fall over and I get buried
Speaker 1: underneath it and no one would find me for days.
Speaker 1: The dark thoughts stayed present in her mind as she
Speaker 1: forced the files into the box. For some reason, some
Speaker 1: one had thought it wise to make the box restoring
Speaker 1: the filing inn slightly smaller than the files that needed storing.
Speaker 1: Probably a man designed these, she muttered. After what seemed
Speaker 1: might forever, one box was eventually full. She covered it
Speaker 1: with a lid and made careful notes on the side
Speaker 1: of the box, copying Stephen's unique from the front of
Speaker 1: the drawer. Moving the box to the end of the room,
Speaker 1: she returned to her seated position and sipped her coffee.
Speaker 1: She hadn't exactly been positive about how long this would take,
Speaker 1: but now she was more negative than ever. This was
Speaker 1: going to take forever. Pushing back against the finding cabinets,
Speaker 1: she closed her eyes and took her sip of coffee
Speaker 1: before placing her flask carefully on the ground, Wishing more
Speaker 1: than anything she could open her eyes and all the
Speaker 1: finding cabinets wouldn't magically be emptied. When she eventually did
Speaker 1: open her eyes, it was clearly obvious that the fairies
Speaker 1: had not been down and finished moving the files. It
Speaker 1: was exactly as she left it. She realized she must
Speaker 1: have actually fallen asleep, as the room was dramatically colder,
Speaker 1: seemingly darker. Katie wrapped her arms around her chest in
Speaker 1: a vain attempt to warm herself up, and then remembered
Speaker 1: the flask of coffee. She wasn't sure how long she
Speaker 1: had been asleepful, but surely the thermos had retained some heat.
Speaker 1: The coffee felt almost scolding as it touched her lips,
Speaker 1: but she was grateful for that heat. Sighing to herself,
Speaker 1: she slid the next door open with a familiar metallic
Speaker 1: clang that echoed in the confined space. Reaching in, she
Speaker 1: grabbed a handful of files and placed him on the
Speaker 1: ground next to her before opening the next storage box. Suddenly,
Speaker 1: she was aware of muffled voices in the main office.
Speaker 1: Recognizing both Jamie and Stephen's tones, she wondered how long
Speaker 1: she had actually slept for. Waiting for a moment, she
Speaker 1: decided to listen, just in case it would just leave.
Speaker 1: She could barely make out the words, but Stephen's voice
Speaker 1: was definitely raised, which wasn't abnormal. Maybe she could discover
Speaker 1: what the cause of the tension between them was. More
Speaker 1: than aware that if she was caught, though, she would
Speaker 1: be seriously reprimanded, she decided to stay silent and listen.
Speaker 1: There was a gentle swish, and the voices became clearer.
Speaker 1: Katie realized that they had opened the bathroom door. Confident
Speaker 1: they had no reason to invade the dark recesses of
Speaker 1: the fining room, she decided to stay exactly where she was.
Speaker 1: He deserved better than this, Jamie, Stephen said, his voice
Speaker 1: almost sensitive. We should have stayed in the hotel. Jamie
Speaker 1: laughed rily before responding, Yeah, sure, stay in the hotel.
Speaker 1: The clients are in, and maybe they'll never put one
Speaker 1: in one together. His voice seems stronger, with a hard
Speaker 1: edge to it, not his normal Jovi, yourself, besides, my
Speaker 1: man or deserves to be fucked in the office bathroom.
Speaker 1: No better place for a man whoor to be fucked
Speaker 1: in fact, Jamie crowed. Katie put her hand over her
Speaker 1: mouth to stifle a gasp. The fuck, she whispered, silently
Speaker 1: moving the coffee flash to one side. She edged around
Speaker 1: the open draw on her knees, a ventilation droll in
Speaker 1: the door, affording her a glimpse of the two men
Speaker 1: in the bathroom. She was surprised to see Stephen's head
Speaker 1: dipped in a post she could only describe as submissive.
Speaker 1: It would be better when we have the playroom, he whined,
Speaker 1: his voice broken and quite frankly pathetic. If Katie ever
Speaker 1: gets he cleared, I swear that girl hates me. She
Speaker 1: does not hate you. She suffers you. I told you before,
Speaker 1: be nicer to her. She is the absolute best you
Speaker 1: will get. Jamie responded, sternly, pushing his fingers over Steven's
Speaker 1: bowed head. And once a playroom is done, I will
Speaker 1: decide if you have earned the right to use it.
Speaker 1: Kitty looked around the dim filing room. This was to
Speaker 1: be their playroom. She'd read fifty shades of gray. This
Speaker 1: would look far too small for anything like that. Suddenly
Speaker 1: images flashed in her mind about the activities that might
Speaker 1: happen in this room. A dull ache began pulsing between
Speaker 1: her thighs as the thought of these two men using
Speaker 1: each other's bodies. She bit her lip to suppress a
Speaker 1: whimper at the growing sensation in her panties. Fuck. She
Speaker 1: was not prepared for this at all. Something about watching
Speaker 1: these two men whilst hidden was so dirty, so depraved,
Speaker 1: so addictive. She shifted quietly on the floor, crouching so
Speaker 1: she might get a better You slowly down Stephen's cheek,
Speaker 1: caressing it until they stopped on his chin, and lifted
Speaker 1: his face toward him. Open your eyes, Jamie commanded. Stephen's
Speaker 1: eyes blinked open as he focused on Jamie's face. What
Speaker 1: do you want, Jamie continued, his voice not wavering. To
Speaker 1: obey you, sir, Stephen replied, his voice almost mouselike. Then
Speaker 1: follow the line, Jamie replied shortly. Obviously this was a
Speaker 1: known code between them. As Stephen and me raised his
Speaker 1: hand and pushed it through the white streak in Jamie's hair,
Speaker 1: raising his lips, he kissed his forehead, and his hands
Speaker 1: dropped and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, exposing Jamie's chest. Katie
Speaker 1: was surprised to realize the white streak continued down through
Speaker 1: his chest hair across his navel. Katie's eyes could only
Speaker 1: follow the line, wondering how much lower it went. Her
Speaker 1: eyes dropped a little lower onto the impressive tent in
Speaker 1: Jamie's hands. She could only imagine his erect cock just
Speaker 1: behind the soft material. Without realizing it, her own hands
Speaker 1: mirrored the path of her eyes, massaging her erect nipples
Speaker 1: through her shirt, palming her breasts roughly. Watching Steven's lips
Speaker 1: move slowly over Jamie's muscular chest, she could filled the
Speaker 1: electricity pulsing in her corn as his tongue teased at
Speaker 1: his erect nipples, sucking them gently. Pushing firmly on her
Speaker 1: own breast, Katie felt the first clutch of her pussy
Speaker 1: that need growing. Willing Stephen to move lower. Katie's lips
Speaker 1: dried as Stephen kissed lower, falling to his knees and
Speaker 1: fumbling with Jamie's belt. Releasing his pants, he slid them
Speaker 1: and his boxes over his thighs. Jamie's cock bounced proudly
Speaker 1: in the air, the white streak prominent against the dark thatch.
Speaker 1: Hiss cock corrupted from putting her skirt up her thighs,
Speaker 1: Katie's fingers pushed inside her panti's, her folds pulsing with
Speaker 1: the heat of her desire. She gasped as her fingertips
Speaker 1: found her clip. Electricity ricocheted through her body, every nerve
Speaker 1: jumping with life. Stephen's lips stretched around Jamie's girth, forcing
Speaker 1: an animalistic grow from his lips as he took him
Speaker 1: fully in his mouth, grasping his paws as he slid
Speaker 1: his lips up and down the full length of his shaft.
Speaker 1: Katie was memorized. She couldn't shift her eyes from the
Speaker 1: performance in front of her. Her fingers pushed between her
Speaker 1: smooth folds, her slick caressed her thighs. Stephen's fingers fumbled
Speaker 1: with his own zipper before releasing his cock and stroking
Speaker 1: it firmly. Her whole body shuddered with anticipation as she
Speaker 1: watched these two powerful men engaged in their desperate, lustful embrace. Suddenly,
Speaker 1: Jamie pulled his cock from Stephen's lips, his voice pure
Speaker 1: dominance as he commanded him stand obediently. Stephen stood, his
Speaker 1: pants falling around his ankles, faced the door, he said.
Speaker 1: Stephen turned toward the door. Jamie took a neck tie
Speaker 1: from his jacket pocket and quickly secured it around Stephen's wrists,
Speaker 1: tying him to the coat hook. On the door, then
Speaker 1: loosening Stephen's neck tie, he slid it up and over
Speaker 1: his mouth before pulling it tight again, gagging Stephen. Reaching
Speaker 1: down to his discarded pants, Jamie pulled his belt loose
Speaker 1: and doubled it in his hand, shaking it out. He
Speaker 1: bought his hand around in a wide arc, the belt
Speaker 1: cracking loudly as it kissed Stephen's bare ass. Katie winced
Speaker 1: as she watched Stephen writhe in his mindes unable to moan.
Speaker 1: Frustration burned through his body. His cock swelled as the
Speaker 1: red glow caressed his bare cheeks. Jamie struck again and
Speaker 1: again and again in quick succession, each time the angry
Speaker 1: glow growing each time. Stephen rised more frantically. Katie couldn't
Speaker 1: decide if she should be shocked by the display or
Speaker 1: maybe more shocked by her reaction. Her pussy was on
Speaker 1: fire watching these two. Jamie released Stephen from the coat
Speaker 1: hook and pushed him roughly over the counter, His ass
Speaker 1: proudly exposed to Jamie as he parted his cheeks, positioning himself.
Speaker 1: He pushed his swollen cock between those cheeks, slowly at first,
Speaker 1: and then his thrust became harder and brutal. As Stephen's
Speaker 1: tight ring loosened, Katie's body responded in perfect time, her
Speaker 1: hips rising and impaling herself on her fingers, frantically pushing
Speaker 1: her free hand against the wall to steady herself as
Speaker 1: her orgasm spread, invading every inch of her body. She
Speaker 1: bit into the soft flesh of her arm to stifle
Speaker 1: her moans, the beautiful sting of her teeth only fueling
Speaker 1: her own desire. Desperately, she let her hand drop from
Speaker 1: the wall and she found her clip, squeezing it between
Speaker 1: her finger and thumb as she listened to the growing
Speaker 1: moans from beyond the door, pacing herself with the rhythm
Speaker 1: of their lust. As she heard the guttural moans of
Speaker 1: two men coming in symphony, her own orgasm exploded throughout
Speaker 1: her body. Suddenly, a wave of confusion spiraled through her
Speaker 1: body as she threw her hand out to find anything
Speaker 1: for stability, only finding the coffee flash. She held on
Speaker 1: to it, grasping it is the rhythm of her orgasm
Speaker 1: spread through every nerve, lifting her hand to try and
Speaker 1: find the wall, yet still inadvertently holding the coffee flask. Suddenly,
Speaker 1: hot coffee spilled over her shirt. Unable to suppress her reaction,
Speaker 1: she cried out and frantically unbuttoned her shirt to stop
Speaker 1: the scolding coffee. It may have been seconds, it might
Speaker 1: have been minutes that passed, but suddenly a wave of
Speaker 1: light cascaded into the fining room. As the door swung open,
Speaker 1: Jamie stood in front of her, his cock still hard
Speaker 1: and proud, the bright light forcing Katie to squint. She
Speaker 1: could just make out Stephen's pron body still writhing slowly
Speaker 1: on the counter. As Jamie's cock twitched, her eyes became
Speaker 1: attracted back to his impressive manhood. She licked her lips,
Speaker 1: remembering watching Stephen sucking his length. Her body weld trembled
Speaker 1: with need once again. Well looks like someone has been
Speaker 1: very naughty, Jamie said as he stared down at Katie,
Speaker 1: his eyes moving across her expos brass, her regnipples, and
Speaker 1: following her arms down to her party thighs, where her
Speaker 1: fingers were still firmly embedded in her pussy. So until
Speaker 1: next week, when we can do a bit more on
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