Sales shark

[MissyDemeanors]

Sales shark (closed)

Cassie Bently
5'6 120
Age 25
Blonde hair to her shoulders, dark brown eyes.

Carrie let out a slow breath gripping the counter in front of her. She was in an hour early and willed the coffee pot before her to brew faster.

She smoothed her tight black skirt and glanced over her shoulder. She had been working for the company for nearly 6 months. After 3 they had promoted her to elite sales. It was a small group of men that were their top earners.

Carrie jumped at the huge pay bump not hesitating to question why no one else wanted the job. She didn't realize how close knit the sales guys had become. Last quarter she had been second from the top sales. Even though they were a team it was clear she wasn't welcome.

The day after numbers had been posted the guys had asked her to make coffee. Like an idiot, she did. It was some sick power play where they each lined up for her to serve them coffee leaving her with an empty pot standing alone in the lunch room.

Since then she has been arriving early, making her own coffee and rushing straight to work. She had a bachelor's in fine arts there was no way she was leaving this job. Shed never make this money else where.

Carrie was jut going to stay out of their way. One or two of them had been nice to her but she didn't want to put them at odds with their friends. She poured herself some and drank a bit with out thinking.

"Fudge!" Carrie wasn't big into cussing. But the coffee down the front of her blouse burned. She set the cup aside and began quickly undoing her top. She stood in a black tight pencil skirt and tank top running water over the coffee stain on her blouse. It was knew like the new Gucci bag and heels she had. She could handle the harassment if it meant more accessories.

She'd need to run the blouse under the hand dryer. Glancing at the clock she only had 30 mintues left before the others would show. She turned to head to the bathroom.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Name: Adrian Clark
Age: 52
Height: 6 foot
Build: broad, stocky, a former rugby player he still exercised on his bike mostly but middle age spread was gaining momentum on im.
Hair: Dark, partially bald
Eyes: Sea blue
Profession Sales Director

Adrian entered the sales area, a large well appointed open plan office, and walked through to his office, opening the door with his swipe card. He saw Cassie, the new member of the sales team, who was doing well, and was putting pressure on the other guys.

That was good news. The other members of the team were threatened by her presence. But he knew he had to be careful. If he pushed her too far too soon, he would cause resentment in the team; and run the risk of her leaving. Worse, she could possibly make some sexual discrimination claim.

And so whilst he tried to be fair to all the team, he had to mange the situation.

But he also was starting to find Cassie alluring. She always dressed professionally, elegant, confident and well provocatively with out actually revealing anything. He looked at her as she stood at the brewing area, the little kitchenette as she made her self a coffee. He watched her, clearly able to see a white strappy top under her almost sheer cream blouse.

"Fudge!!"

He heard her mumble as she quickly removed her blouse. As she did so, he retrieved his phone from his pocket and quickly snapped a few photos on his phone, before he left and returned to his office; Cassie had been too busy with her blouse to notice.

Moments later, back in his office, he accessed his I-phone from his Mac work station, and soon had the photos he had just taken copied onto his dropbox account. There he could access them access and when he wanted to.

He glanced out of the large glass partition of his office, and Cassie was no where to be seen. A few swift mouse moves opened a document, also on his dropbox and started to read the last page.

He looked at Cassie, as she knelt before him, her arms pinned to her body by her shift dress. He had unzipped the dress and rolled it down her torso, exposing her fleash, and her bra, the intricate embroidery on the shoulder straps and the lace suggesting quality.

"You look good like that Cassie!" He reached out and caressed her cheek soflty running his nails down to her lips.

"Still hungry?" he asked.

Cassie simply nodded, as she looked up at him, her boss.

His fingers reached for his zipper of his trousers, and unfastened them, moving his trunks aside, reaching out his cock.

"Fancy some fresh warm protein my sweet Cassie?"

His reading was disturbed by a knock on the door. It was Cassie, still in her white camisole top, but she was now wearing the jacket of her suit. He waved her in.

"Good Morning Cassie."

 

[MissyDemeanors]

"Good morning Mr. Clark" Carrie blushed. "I'm sorry, Adrian. I know it's been almost 3 months I promise I'll get better."

When Carrie had started she, like everyone else called the sales director by his last name. It was some unspoken rule only those on the sales elite and those above him called him by his first name.

It was odd how cold and untouchable she'd first found him. But now, he seemed kind and she didn't believe any of the rumors that he was a sales shark.

Cassie had gone to him after the coffee incident afraid it was because she was a woman. He'd calmed her down assured her they did that to all the newbies that did well. If she stuck to her guns they'd back off.

Even though she'd nearly passed Adrian's numbers last quarter he'd still been wonderful to her. Slipping on her jacket over her cami she felt less exposed. She buttoned it completely not wanting to get written up for dress code.

She didn't have have ample breast but she liked being modest. Her hour glass figure was more of a cello....with a lot of base. 50 squats a day minimum and running, she was all about the bass.

She flashed a genuine smile at Adrian and he gave her one back. He was sweet, a mentor, even a father figure. That made Cassie shuffle her papers on her desk. She had serious daddy issues and she was famous for following males authorities.

Sitting down she had to turn side ways to look at her boss "I'm ready for my next challenge Sir." Before she could call him Adrian again she saw the first of the sales team flooding in.

One guy looked between the two of them and gave Adrian a wink. Cassie just looked away. The guys were just jealous over her success! Firing up her computer she relaxed in her chair and got to work.

 

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"I'm sorry, Adrian. I know it's been almost 3 months I promise I'll get better."

Adrian looked at her quizzically, as she stood in the doorway of his office and spoke apologizing.

He wasn't sure what she was apologizing for. but she smiled at him, and he could only smile back at her, still some what confused. but at that moment, another couple of members of the sales team entered the outer office, and disturbed their momentarily silence together; one of the guys giving him that wink; making Adrian make a note to mention that to him in person that day.

Carrie returned to the office, and Adrian closed his word document, and opened up his email; and the various emails in his inbox; and started to read, digest and process.

He so hated email. No one spoke anymore, every thing was typed in an email, which he was sure took longer than to pick up the phone. He often wondered if people preferred the 'written trail' that email offered. But he still spoke to people when ever he could, if need be following up their conversation with an email.

And so as 9 am approached, he started to make phone calls and discuss the contents of the sender's email. The next couple of hours were busy, and time flew by as Adrian dealt with various emails, and the subsequent calls.

But an existing client had emailed him. The response was rather positive, and so he called him back, and the two agreed a meeting the following week. That call was quickly followed by a call to the company who booked their hotel and flights, asking for two return flights and two hotel rooms for two nights; giving the administrator both Carrie's and his own names.

Finally, just after 11am, he was upto date with his email, as he headed to the kitchenette area, and started to make himself a coffee in his cafetiere. As he did so, he looked around the room, the couple of empty desks, and the the remainder of the team including Carrie.

He looked at her, now back in her blouse, before returning back towards his office.

As he did so, he approached her and smiled before he spoke.

"Can you op into my office please around 11:30"

Before really waiting for a reply, he walked on, leaving her in a probable state of bewilderment.

Back in his office, he opened his word document, and started to read the story that he had, was writing exploring his sexual thoughts, even fantasies that involved Carrie in one way or another, before starting to add to it,

 

[MissyDemeanors]

"I'll be sure to make a note of that."

Carrie said to her client. She was clicking through Random documents trying to find old leads as her client droned on. She didn't care what they had to say. He was locked in and she was just lying to appease him.

Glancing to the side she saw the time. Her coworkers had been whispering about Adrian's invite. Hinting she was off "the sharks" favorite list.

She couldn't think of anything she did wrong so she felt ok. Some small part of her was stressing out though. She didn't want to disappoint him. She appreciated the help he was giving her and she enjoyed the compliments he gave.

She'd said something about it in passing to her boyfriend and he of coarse immediately asked if he was attractive. Her boyfriend often needed to be reassured.

Besides the fact Adrian was married she'd assured her boyfriend, Nate, that her boss wasn't her type. Gathering her things she had to admit Nate wasn't her type either. He was hot but very submissive and she wasn't one to take the lead. It made her feel less feminine.

Walking slowly she plastered a smile on and knocked on her bosses glass. He motioned her in and she sat across from him. Crossing her legs and folding her hand in her lap she spoke softly "you wanted to meet with me?"

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian watched Carrie approach his office door, the door was open. as she entered the large fish bowl office he spoke.

"Close the door please, and thank you for being on time."

He watched her sit in the leather chair opposite his desk. He stood up, and walked round to join her, holding a few sheets of paper.

"Hi Carrie, thanks for popping in, good morning?"

They made small talk about her progress, he was, for the most part complimentary about her performance, and commenting that their male environment could be hard.

And then he asked the question.

"So Carrie, what are your work plans for the first part of next week?" looking up and meeting her eyes with a soft smile. as he sat in his chair, it was obvious that whilst he wasn't obese, he was carrying a few pounds too many.

 

[MissyDemeanors]

"Just the usual, chasing old leads and trying to up sell the ones I got."

Carrie gave him a huge smile. It seemed like he was just checking on her. She appreciated it. As he talked she studied him. He had been so kind to her she doubted she'd have been able to keep going if he hadn't.

She went back to the question her boyfriend had asked. No, he wasn't hot but she felt comfortable around Adrian as though she could trust him.

"Is there any new goals you want me to work on?"

He threw her goals and recommendations occasionally and she always strived to meet them. She didn't want to disappoint him.

She'd never seen him mad but she could imagine his teddy bear like demeanor turning grizzly. She'd hate to see him angry....she thought about it for a second. Actually it might be hot if he were angry.

She gulped and blushed having let her mind wander she focused on the conversation and added "I'm always ready for another challenge"

 

[CFMB_fan]

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"Just the usual, chasing old leads and trying to up sell the ones I got."

"Well you had better plan to be out of the state for a couple of days Carrie! You will be assisting me in a meeting in New England. I will send you the details via email shortly.... that is all...."

As Carried just sat there in a sate of confusion, he waved her out with his hand...

As she approached the door, he asked her another question.

"You are rather attractive Carrie, have you ever used your feminine charm to assist in getting anything that otherwise might have been outside your reach?"

He asked the question in a rhetorical manner, clearly not anticipating Carrie to answer him. Rather it was to get her mind pondering as he dismissed her.

 

[MissyDemeanors]

Used it to get something? Carrie had bit her tongue when he had asked. Anyone else she'd have let him have it. She thought she must have misunderstood him because it seemed impossible Adrian would ask such and inappropriate question.

Heading to her desk Carrie was completely flustered and a little upset. She wanted someone to talk to but lately Adrian had been her ear when she wasn't sure how to react to something.


She opened her email and reviewed her itinerary trying to forget the question she'd just been asked. She clicked on one of the documents sent to her and paused. It didn't seem like something he meant to send.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian watched her leave the office, pondering before he returned his focus onto his two screens..

He wrote an email to her, attaching the documents, unaware that he had inadvertently saved a document of his, not on Dropbox, but in the directory he had created for the meeting the following week.

He looked at Cassie, as she knelt before him, her arms pinned to her body by her shift dress. He had unzipped the dress and rolled it down her torso, exposing her fleash, and her bra, the intricate embroidery on the shoulder straps and the lace suggesting quality.

"You look good like that Cassie!" He reached out and caressed her cheek softly running his nails down to her lips.

"Still hungry?" he asked.

Cassie simply nodded, as she looked up at him, her boss.

His fingers reached for his zipper of his trousers, and unfastened them, moving his trunks aside, reaching out his cock.

"Fancy some fresh warm protein my sweet Cassie?"

Again Cassie just nodded. Her arms were retrained by her dress being folded over, stuck on the floor at his mercy. He nudged his glans onto her lips.

"OPen wide Cassie!" he commanded in a quite voice.

Moments later he pushed his cock past her lips....

"Enjoy my smooth shaven cock my slut. Is your fiance shaved?"

He started to ease his cock in and out of her mouth, as he fucked her face, a times harsh, coarsely, other times softly sensual...

Finally his back tensed, before he grunted with a powerful thrust, depositing his cum at the back of her throat. His body involuntary thrusted several times as he grunted, filing her up with his seed, allowing it to dribble...

He withdrew...

"Dont swallow it all please slut... not waste it by dribbling it..."

He knelt before her, as his fingers cupped her cheeks, and he leant in kissing her for the first time. she felt his tongue hook his cum into his own mouth, before he withdrew and swallowed it infront of her.

"I will never ask you to do something that I am not prepared to do Cassie...."