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intriguess

sexual catalyst
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She had built the business for fun, and it had flourished. She had nurtured a CEO so she wouldn't have to do all the hard work, it had been fun travelling with him, posing as his secretary, all the while making the decisions. The sex had been fantastic, and when he was ready to take over she had only one condition. That she be allowed to have a private office, taking employees from wherever she wanted with no questions asked as to what they were doing.

He regretfully said yes, as the day he was ready to take over was also the end of their sexual relationship. They had one last good bye fuck on his desk, and she said good bye.

She opened her office with a smile, it was good to have power, now she had an entire corporation of willing employees who she could have at a whim, without worrying about being their boss and all that crap.

She set up her office with a computer for writing and internet, and set aside a spot for painting. Then she was inspired and called for a young single female employee to be sent to her for an undetermined amount of time, and she offered time and half as a bonus.
 
Rylan made her way to her office. She had been told that she would be receiving time and a half for any time spent past her normal working hours. Being a single young female looking to make a headway in the business, she took it willingly.

When the elevator doors opened, she stepped into the corridor her blonde hair she released from its confines of the braid. She caught a quick glimpse of herself in the mirror.

Her dark skirt was short but not slutty short. The white button down accented her curves and added just the right amount of flare. Her hair, down now shown brightly around a pair of heavily made up green eyes.

She knocked on the door and made her way inside the office.


"You needed some help MS?" she asked shyly.
 
shifting to first person for simplicity

The personel director knew what I wanted and when the young blonde thing entered I knew she was exactly what I wanted. I was wearing a rather simple gauzy blood red dress, one that clung to my full curves and concealed very little. I was in a odd sort of mood. I had just returned from a well earned vacation where I had spent time frollicking with hard bodied gay men in a strip club, and now I was hungry.

'Yes Rylan, I'm working on a very special project and I'll need you to be available at a moment's notice." My dark green brown eyes met hers and with a seductive smile I continued, "I'm very demanding at times."

I strode around my large desk and stood imposingly a few feet from her, "If you agree to work with me, you'll find the rewards," I paused for emphasis, "mindblowing." I wasn't wearing a bra, my full breasts swaying freely under the soft fabric which clung to my engorged nipples.
 
OOC: just so ya know, I am a slow poster. Work ya know!!!


IC:


Rylan was aware of the tension in the office. She watched as she strode from behind the desk. The dress was revealing. More revealing than anything Rylan had ever seen.

Her face reddend as she dropped her head and spoke.

"I am wiling" she whispered.
 
OOC that's fine...that's the reason i run multiple threads and multitask


IC

"Good, then we can get to work." I smiled and turned away, "Would you care for something to drink before we get started?" I open up a mini bar and take out two glasses and poured a very nice brandy into both without waiting for an actual answer. I didn't bother giving my name, it was nice being called Miss for the moment.

"Whenever you're ready, Rylan," I handed her a glass and swirled mine for a moment.
 
Her eyes would not leave her body. Rhylan could not speak. Only nodding her head. She took the glass noting the strength which the brandy admitted.

She gulped it down feeling the nice pleasant be it somewhat uncomfortable burn as it went down her throat.

"Whatever you please Ms. I will be as dedicated as you need" Rhylan felt the need to curtsy.

She met with her bosses smile and blused a crimson fire. This would definately be more interesting than dictating notes all day she was sure of it.
 
"I need a model, and before you say anything, I don't want some waif thin bored expression beauty, I want a real woman." I sipped my drink before continuing, "A woman in tune with her body. Someone who lives and breaths and will enjoy all I have in mind." I smile and casually flip open my sketchbook to a few ghostly basic figure drawings, the figure is soft, female, and unclad, but the details are fuzzy beyond that.

"You'll need to be relaxed, as natural as possible," I paused for effect as I eyed her body, "and completely naked." I finished off my brandy as the gentle command sank in. I casually moved to pick up an assortment of drawing tools and a fresh sketch pad.

"If you find you can't comply, I'm sure I can find someone who can."
 
Watching, Rhylan stood there. Never taking her eyes of the woman. Naked, modeling, uninhibited. How hard could it be?

"If you like, Ms. I can show you now. I am not shy, and I do not mind showing my body" she said. Setting down her glass, she began unbuttoning her blouse. Once done, she tossed it to the floor beside her revealing her somewhat large breasts. At 38C, she was by no means small yet she was not overflowing her bra.

She reach behind her unhooking her bra, and letting it fall to her feet, stood there, totally topless waiting for a reply.
 
"Good," I murmured smiling as she disrobed. I pointed out an odd shaped chair, and casually observed her as she finally sat down. I stood up and moved towards her, and gently moved her body around. Shifting one leg up over the arm of chair, playing with her breasts, and tilting her head back to her hair falls gracefully down.

"Hmmmm," I paused looking at her and smile. I retrieve a bottle of baby oil and liberally pour it on her skin. I casually rub it into her lovely breasts, feeling the nipples respond. My oily fingers work their way down to casually open up her pussy.

"Very nice," I step back. "Gorgeous," I encouraged her as I quickly washed my hands and set to draw. I did so blindly, staring at her body unless i was turning the page.
 
She had never felt this way before. Here she was, nude, laying splayed like a Thanksgiving turkey wide open for another woman.

Rhylan tossed her head back closing her eyes as she was being drawn. Her mind drifted into a familiar fantasy. She was nude, in front of Mr. Preston her boss from the fifteenth floor. Laying open on his desk, she was tied at a lewd angle displaying her shaved cunt to him. Watching as he snaked a finger inside her, she moaned as he assaulted her, onlookers watching, all men, cocks in hand stroking to her torment.

She was not aware she was twitching her hips and moaning aloud. Yet her fantasy continued. She was imagining Mr. Preston slipping his thick cock inside her now, fucking her calling her all kinds of abusive names slapping her poor swollen clit punishing her while the on lookers stood over her, cocks in hand, cumming all over her prone body.

She tossed her head farther back and let out a gutteral moan.
 
My fingers flew along, rapidly sketching, getting a feel for how Rylan's body moved in space, the proportion of her breasts, and learning how to best depict her fabulous body. I glanced down briefly and deciding I had her figure nailed, it was time to do something more detailed. She was certainly enjoying herself I knew and with a twisted smile I asked, "Talk to me, tell me what you are thinking, it'll help me focus on what I'm seeing."

I looked up from time to time as I set to a larger piece of paper with pastels, it would take a while to figure out exactly what pose I desired, it was close, but I wanted to see how she looked while approaching experiencing and after orgasm before deciding on one.
 
Rhylan was stroked from her fantasy by the calmness of the voice. She wanted to hear what she was thinking. Well, sooner or later it would come out so she tested the water and then began

"Cock, all around me covered in cock. Men, naked at my fingertips, teasing me, touching me, rubbing against me. More than I could imagine, inside me, cumming on me" she said and let out an audible OH! as her body repsonded. She was like a cat in heat writhing around trying to satiate her need for release.

"Yes, more, I want more, oh more please, inside me on me I want cock Ms. I need it" she said again. On the edge, on the verge, she needed just a tiny push and she would cumm.


(Sorry for the delay. Im back now)
 
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