No Sale Comes Easy (Closed for nightblooming)

[Ghaust]

Money was tight everywhere, the economy was in the the toilet and everyone was feeling the pinch somewhere in their lives. Maybe it was the new car that wasn't in the driveway or that holiday the family were looking forward to.

Karl Jacobs looked out from his mezzanine office onto the floor below him, watching his employees as he slowly twirled a rose gold embellished Mont Blanc pen through his fingers. He had gotten into the Real Estate business years ago, foregoing college and working his way up the hard way. That was over 30 years past and now here he was in his 53rd year and relishing it was his name over the door. KJ Realtors; still made him smile to be his own boss.

'There's always going to be money in bricks and mortar son', his father used to say, and for a long time he was right.

He looked away from the floor to ceiling window to the antique teak desk behind him, and the sales spreadsheets for the last quarter spread out across it. In a world of computers he was was still old school when it came to paperwork, preferring a pen in his hand and the hard copy on the desk in front of him.

He looked down again, his eyes flitting over his half dozen realtors who were busy on the phones, trying to close down the next deal. There were the ones who plodded along, bringing good commissions, then there was Simmons, a true snake, but a solid seller.

He missed the bite of the sale every now and then, but he loved the perks that came with owning the company. Thinking of which, he looked at his watch and then back down towards the floor.

 

[nightblooming]

Jasmine parked in her spot and hurried across the lot to the front door. It was a cold day, and the wind was cutting. It looked like rain, which would make it officially the worst kind of day to try to sell on. The couple she had just been showing houses to had been cold and annoyed, indecisive and generally not in the mood to sell. It didn't help that the wife noticed the husband checking out Jasmine, but she'd done the best she could do in the circumstances.

She paused in the foyer to check herself out in the mirror. Under her coat, she wore a red sweater with a scoop neck that showed quite a lot of cleavage, and a black pencil skirt that hugged her ass and the tops of her thighs. It reached just far enough to cover the lacy tops of her thigh highs, and she wore nice, high heeled boots.

She was small, only 5', 5'4" in her boots, but she was curvy, with a nice hourglass figure. Her dark hair was in a braid down her back, and her dark eyes suggested her eurasian background.

She walked into the office, hung the key on the board, and paused. Mr. Jakobs was standing in the window, looking down at the floor. She met his eye and shook her head, letting him know that she hadn't made the sale. She bit her lip. It would have been better if she had closed the deal today, but he knew times were bad, and some days it just doesn't happen. She wanted to talk to him, though. She had heard there was a big office park opening up, and she knew she'd do great with the corporate suits when they came.

"You don't go for it, you don't get it," she said to herself, and started up the stairs.

 

[Ghaust]

Jacobs was lost in thought as he continued to look out through the glass, he had no real worries with regards to the longevity of the company, good sales guys like Simmons and Clarke bolstered the lesser performers.

He was pulled from his reverie as the intercom chimed on his desk.

"That's Jasmine on her way up to see you Mr Jacobs", the voice on sang out. He growled slightly to himself as he envisaged Allison Chalmers, his secretary, recalling the office party only a few weeks ago where her husband had rather overindulged and he had persuaded the 43 year old mother of two to let the company put him in a taxi and to let her enjoy her night.

He snapped away from the memory as the door was gently rapped and Jasmine came in. His eyes washed over her as he smiled almost sympathetically

"Bad sale Jasmine...?", motioning for her to close the door, as he moved towards her, his 5'11' frame dwarfing her, as his steel grey eyes glinted

 

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She shrugged as she stepped into his office, as if yo say it wasn't worth thinking about.

"It wasn't going to happen today," she said. "They're still shopping." She gave an ironic laugh. "It didn't help that she got a little jealous of the way he was looking at me."

She smiled at him, noticing that he was looking at her with interest, and she wondered if that was something she could work.

"I wanted to talk to you about the Mill Creek Office Park, though," she said. "I saw your friend was one of the developers, and I thought this firm might get tapped to sell lots. If that happens, I would like you to give some thought to letting me handle the accounts. I do very well with corporate real estate. If you look at my numbers, you'll see I'm the top seller in office space." She had never been afraid to flirt to make a deal. Sometimes she did more than flirt, if she smelled blood in the water. Her residential numbers were low, because most new home buyers were couples.

"Are we getting the account?" she asked him, leaning towards him, just a bit, subtly showing her cleavage.

 

[Ghaust]

His eyes flared as he watched the gentle sway of her hips as she turned to close the door before walking towards him.

"You flirting with the customers again Jasmine...?", he teased, "you really need to be careful with that sort of behaviour... You could get yourself into a lot of tricky situations..."

He slid around behind her, letting his knuckles drag lightly across her ass, as he walked over to look down at the spreadsheets.

"Like putting off the wife because her husband has his eyes on your assets and not the one you're meant to be selling for me"

He paused, watching her face before indicating for her to come over to the desk, "so you want in on the ground floor with my biggest deal this quarter..? Let's look at your figure then"

He let his deliberate mistake hang in the air

 

[nightblooming]

"I didn't do anything to encourage him, today," she smiled. Even though it fucked up her sales, it was gratifying that so many men couldn't help themselves around her. "I know better. He didn't."

She arched her back as she felt him touching her ass. Not too much, but just enough to acknowledge the touch and say yes to it. Jacobs was an older man, but still attractive. She had never been alone with him before. There had always been someone else in the room, and she had never flirted with him, but apparently word got around that she had flirted with clients. Only when it worked, though.

It seemed to be working on him. She grinned at his suggestion, and leaned forward, tapping the spreadsheet.

"You see?" she said. "In corporate, I'm almost ten percent ahead of Simmons. I don't dispute that he's the top guy overall, and he would do well with Mill Creek. I would do better, though. It's the little extras that those corporate types just can't get enough of."

She looked back at the door. It was closed, but not locked. She should have locked it, but if anyone came up and found it locked, it would be nearly as bad as if someone walked in on them. Still, she thought. She reached back and hiked her skirt up. Bare skin showed over the tops of her stockings.

"If you don't have plans for lunch, I'd love to pick your brain about my sales technique," she said. She inched the skirt even higher, and the front of her lacy black thong came into view. "Maybe you could give me some tips on how to improve it?"

 

[Ghaust]

He let his fingertips graze her ass, lightly tracing the toned curves as he inched a little closer to her, looking down to where her perfectly manicured nail tapped the spreadsheet beneath her name, the glossy lacquer in stark contrast to the paper.

"Yes, you may have a point there, you're certainly very impressive on paper...", groaning slightly as he felt her finger brush his thigh. He looked down at her hand to see her slowly inching her very fitted skirt higher.

He felt the strong reaction in his pants as he watched the slight twitch of her hips as she inched it higher, the pale flesh above her thigh highs now tantalising visible.

"You do stack up well against your peers, but you're going to have to bring something very special to the table ", his strong fingers pushing the paperwork away from them, "and you should be working on my clothing...", he whispered

 

[nightblooming]

She slipped around the desk to stand beside him. "If someone comes in," she whispered, but then she stopped. He was the boss, he would make the call. She let her lips brush against his ear, but her fingers found their way to his belt and began to open it. Her free hand hiked her skirt up all the way to her waist, and she opened his fly.

"Mister Jacobs," she purred, as her hand reached into his pants. "I think you know I'm the right one for the job. Let me just show you how excited I am about the possibilities." She slid her hand into her panties, and pulled it out, glistening with her honey. A moment later, she brought his cock out. She let out a soft coo of excitement.

She brought her fingers to her lips, and licked them clean, stroking his cock with her other hand as she did so. She looked down at it and murmured softly. "Let's see what I can put on the table."

She let go of his cock and lay over the table, her feet on the ground, her ass up. She slid her thong down slowly, exposing her smooth waxed, pouting pussy.

 

[Ghaust]

He looked down on her as she approached him, inching her skirt higher with every step, her fine toned legs, stalking her prey. The skirt now rucked about her hips as her fingers danced across his belt. He breathed deep, drinking in her aroma, feeling his pants loosen, feeling a small flicker of anger that she wasn't quite hungry enough to jerk them open... but he would cultivate that...

His cock twitched as he watched her withdraw her fingers from her panties glistening slick with her juices as she pulled him free, her eyes widening to complete his satisfaction.

He was silent as he watched her stretch her upper body over the hardwood desk, lying across the spreadsheets as she lower her gossamer thin thong to mid thigh.


"Spread your legs Jasmine", he commanded, his voice low, growling as he took hia thick, heavy cock in his fist and placing the flat of his other hand on the small of her back, pinning her.

"And you think you have what it takes to win me those sales..", slowly dragging the swollen purple head across her pussy lips, "and why is that... what skills do you have to offer..? "

 

[nightblooming]

She wriggled with excitement, spreading her legs as wide as she could as he pressed his cock against her pussy from behind. She always loved getting fucked, and he had a nice, big cock. She'd never suspecting he was so well hung, and she grinned at the discovery. Having a secret was almost as nice as having a hard cock inside her, and this morning was turning out better than she had expected.

"What skills?" she said, giggling at his question. She looked over her shoulder at him. "I'm outgoing, friendly, assertive without being overbearing, and I'm always focused on closing the deal. If you put me on Mill Creek, not only will I sell those properties faster at a higher rate than anyone else on your staff, but you'll have me giving you updates daily."

 

[Ghaust]

"This contract is the biggest my company has ever tried to land Jasmine", he whispered, leaning over her back, his heavy plum shaped head spreading her lips as he press the first couple of inches into her yielding flesh, "are you sure you can handle something this big..? "

He listened quietly to the sounds of their breathing, letting it fill the silence as he held his thickening cock inside her. "But you are correct that, if I do allow you lead on this... you will be at my beck and call"

Simmons looked up from his desk, squinting at Jacob's office, tilting his head as he tried to see if the boss was in. He stood up to get a better view, now seeing his him leaning forward over his desk. Mallory walked up beside him.

"What do you think he's looking at? You heard about the Mill Creek contract?", he asked Simmons

"I don't think so", Simmons replied, "look...". He directed Mallory's gaze. "Look at the edge of the desk... is that an ass I can see?"

"Shit ", Mallory gasped, "he's banging the secretary, fuck, I guess Allison didn't get enough at the office party"

Jacobs pressed another inch into Jasmine as he slid his hand up her back to her neck, pressing her head down onto the desk

 

[nightblooming]

Jasmine gripped the edge of the desk with one hand, and stuffed the other in her mouth to stop herself from screaming as his big cock slid between her wet lips and started to stretch her pussy. He was going so slow it was like torture, but she couldn't make him go faster. With her legs spread so wide, she couldn't push back, so she had to let him do her how he wanted to.

"Oh God, yes," she whispered. "I can handle it. Fuck me, please." She wiggled her hips, encouraging him.

 

[Ghaust]

Jacob bit down on his lip, suppressing a groan as he felt her tight, wet heat grip him, "are you sure you can handle something this size Jasmine, I'm not sure what you're used to... but you've barely been given half the.... uh...information you need..."

He pressed her legs wider, slowly easing another inch into her, rocking his hips back and forth as he gently worked his other hand across the bare flesh of her thigh, fingertips grazing her clit, "are you sure you can handle it...?"

 

[nightblooming]

"Give me ... all of it ...," I pant, my pussy flexing around your big cock, squeezing and releasing, sending little shocks of pleasure through me, precursors to an orgasm. I groan as you pull back and then whimper with pleasure as you sink back in, a little deeper.

"I can ... handle ... anything ... you'll ... give me," I say, gasping as you rock your hips, sliding your cock in and out of my pussy.

 

[Ghaust]

His fingers slowly wrapped about her neck, pressing down as he began to build pace, twisting his hips in tight little circles as the worked the rest of his cock into her pussy, "don't move.... nggh... I'm enjoying having you like this"

His fingers worked swiftly between her thighs, alternatively pinching and flicking her clit, "if you're going to....ugh... take... nggh .... lead on this deal...."

He felt the pressure building in his groin, his cock swelling in her velvet grip as the first wave came fast. Pinned beneath him, he pumped his hips harder into her, pounding her against the heavy wooden desk.

"Fucckkkk...", he grunted, "you're going to be taking more of this too "

 

[nightblooming]

I shoved my fist in my mouth and bit down on my knuckles as he started to unload into my pussy. It was just what I needed to make me cum, and I trembled helplessly as bursts of pleasure jolted my body. My pussy grabbed his cock, pulling in, and his cream mixed with my honey, churned by his thrusts, filling me and spilling out to stream down my thighs.

I lay bent over the desk, panting, and I looked back at him.

"More?" I murmured. "I guess if that's what it takes...." I winked and squeezed his cock with my pussy, making myself groan and shudder in an aftershock of my orgasm.

"Mister Jacobs," I whisper. "I had no idea when I came in here, I just wanted to take the lead on Mill Creek. But that cock, oh my God. I will happily take that cock anytime you want."

 

[Ghaust]

Jacobs slowly pulls himself from her, smiling as he looks down on her prostrate form, tucking his softening cock into his pants as his free hand stroked her ass.

"You're very... responsive...", he teased, "very quick to take instruction..."

His fingers danced overy her damp flesh, spreading either side of her fleshy lips as he pressed his thumb between them, grinning as he felt his cum leak other them.

"And you have certainly put a very good proposal forward today... I think you might be able to help me out with this"

 

[nightblooming]

I purred as his fingers massaged my ass, and lay still, bent over the desk, panties around my knees. I giggled softly as his comments. As his thumb slid into me, I moaned.

"I think ... you'll see ... it's the best ... decision ... in so many ... ways."

 

[Ghaust]

"So you think that I would find it beneficial to myself to have you more involved...? "

He pressed deeper into her, teasing hia thumb over her inner wall, smiling as he found the slightly ridged area he was seeking. His fingers moved to cup her sex, palming her.

"It's definitely up for... negotiation", he whispered, "I'm sure there are a few things you can do to get this deal moving forward "

Simmons and Mallory were still looking up at the mezzanine when the lower door opened. "Hey Steve... Steve...", Simmons hit Mallory's arm, "look". Mallory dragged his eyes off the sight upstairs to look at what Simmons was on about.

Allison Chalmers walked across the room, her arms full of files as she strode towards the store room, her heels clicking on the laminate floor

 

[nightblooming]

Negotiation, I thought. It was hard to think, though, with his thumb hitting me just there, making my body shiver with pleasure. What did he want? Did he want to fuck me again? It didn't seem possible for him to bounce back so quickly. It would be impressive for a teenager, and he was in his 50s? Still, it would be nice.

"Ooooh Mister Jacobs," I moaned. "I'll do whatever it takes to make this happen. Just tell me what you want me to do."

 

[Ghaust]

His fingers continued to play with her pussy as he went on, "yes Jasmine... There are a few properties that are key to this development at Mill Creek reaching it's full potential"

Leaning it to whisper in her ear, moving her braid aside, his lips brushing her flesh, "I need to to make sure I get those properties.. ", fingers moving a little faster, "and I'd like to see you show me your full potential "

 

[nightblooming]

Her hips were rocking back and forth as he fingered her, and she moaned eagerly. When he whispered in her ear, she clenched her pussy, and then she nodded.

"Yes," she whispered. "I'll show you everything... and I'll bring those properties in. Just show me the listings."

 

[Ghaust]

His fingers moved faster, with practised precision, flicking around and over her clit. "There are four premises... two are being touted by Andrews and Sons; looks a lot like they smell blood in the water and are trying to get in on the ground floor too and edge us out"

He trapped her clit between his fingers, thumb working her g spot as he continued, "one is owned by cantankerous old man called Edwards who just isn't for budging... and the last is a derelict warehouse at the back where we'd want to bring a new access road through..."

His fingers pushed her closer to the edge, her body almost on top of the table, "now if you can manage that... And not let your coworkers distract you..."

Simmons looked to where Allison had disappeared through the store room door, and grabbing Mallory by his arm, pulled him away from watching the boss.

"Let's go and see if she knows what's going on "

 

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She started to shake, panting for breath, her hips twisting wildly, and then she froze for a second.

"I'll get them all," she whispered, and then she started cumming. Her body jerked and shook with excitement, and her juices boiled out, glistening. She screamed, loud enough that she could only hope the office was sound proofed enough to hide the sound.

 

[Ghaust]

Jacobs ground his thumb into her, palming her sex as he pinned her to the desk beneath him, his hand swiftly releasing her neck to clamp down hard over her mouth as she came.

"My my you're loud", he teased, holding her tight as her orgasm coursed through her, relishing the vibrations against his palm as he silenced her, "maybe I should have gagged you..."

He pulled his thumb back slowly, trailing her juices across her ass before releasing his grip on her, and moving back slightly.

"So which one are you going to get me first Jasmine...?"

Simmons opened the store room door, nodding to Steve to close it over behind them, before quietly sauntering over to where they could here Allison busily placing the files back in the correct places