BRUCEI got up from the bed, with my still-rigid cock swaying in the air, I bolted towards the living room, hearing the incessant ringing of my phone become more insistent with each passing second.Finally, I reached it, my hand scrambling to pick up the device. "Hello?!" I exclaimed breathlessly into the phone, hoping it wasn't too late for the meeting with SPLINTX."Moore," a deep voice sounded, "You're late." It was Harvey, his clipped tone belying the tension in his words.My hand finally closed around the phone, pressing it to my ear. "Harvey?" I answered, "Apologies, I was just finishing up some last-minute preparations and my secretary is arranging some of the files."A cold silence greeted me on the other end. "Punctuality is crucial in business, Bruce. Don't keep us waiting," Harvey's voice warned."Yes, Harvey, you're right," I said, trying to sound contrite. "We're almost ready and will be out soon.” I said. I clicked the end call button and wasted no time in heading to the
BRUCE We entered the SPLINTX office, feeling ready to do business. The receptionist was nice and led us to a big, nice meeting room.A man named Mr. Forsberg, who was the CEO of SPLINTX, greeted us. He shook our hands and said, "Welcome to SPLINTX. We have been expecting you."Two other executives from SPLINTX were there too, like Mr. Johansen and Ms. Hendricks.Mr. Forsberg invited us to take a seat around the table, and we all sat down, and got ready to talk business."Thank you for meeting with us today," I said, starting the conversation. "We've prepared a proposal that we think will be of great interest to SPLINTX."Mr. Forsberg nodded before he spoke. "We're always open to new opportunities. Please, share your ideas with us."Charlotta stepped in, handing out the proposal documents she had prepared earlier. "This outlines a joint venture that would combine the expertise of our two companies," she explained, flipping open her folder. "We believe that by leveraging our respective
CHARLOTTAHis lips moved to the crook of my neck and I let out a sultry moan, shoving my breast closer to his face. He grasped and squeezed them tightly as if they were some kind of an orange juice. “Take these off,” he yapped, tugging at the cuff of my shirt, trying to yank it over my head. I whined and held up my hands to make it easier for him and in one swift move he pulled it off and then went ahead to unhook my bra letting my boobs fall out freely.“It's all yours mi amor,” I droned, knowing I didn't have the biggest of tits but I was proud of my body and the way he was staring at them had me feeling both sweet and desired at the same time. His lips clinched to my left nipple before I could yelp, he swapped and robbed his tongue to the right, biting it gently before smooching down to my naked abdomen. He stopped by the strap of my jeans and looked up at me. Shortly after, my jeans along with my panties were flung to one side of the room with my legs spreading out on the bed."
CHARLOTTA I wanted to look professional for my new mission today, so I slipped into corporate wear, a white long-sleeved shirt and a short black skirt, with corporate black shoes. I pulled out my phone and quickly ordered a ride. Before leaving, I grabbed a scrap of paper with the address of LOTEX Group scribbled on it and stuffed it into my purse. My Uber arrived within minutes, and I stepped into the backseat. We drove away from my apartment, as my mind raced thinking about Bruce Moore, what he was like and what the interview would entail. I tried to focus instead on the sights of the beautiful city of LA. The traffic was light, and we made quick progress towards my destination. As we arrived at the LOTEX Group building, I began to feel a flutter of nerves in my stomach but I tried to steel myself to be confident before stepping out. Once outside, I glanced at the magnificent skyscraper building that towered above the street, stretching down the block. The black glass reflected t
BRUCEShe was taken aback by my tone, and I realized that she might be a total stranger to me even though I had this feeling of familiarity between us. I thought I knew her, but it happens that the decent-looking lady in front of me was a different person altogether. She looked like a fallen angel. Her beauty was overwhelming, and I can't help but steal a flirting glance at her rounded breast. She was wearing a white corporate shirt and a short black skirt. I bet her ass are fucking hot, too. "I'm sorry I don't know what you are talking about," she snapped, and proceeded to clarify herself. “My name is Mary Anderson and I'm here for the interview scheduled for 9 AM," she said swiftly in a voice that only belonged to seducers."Oh!" I remembered that I had an interview to coordinate, but the sight of her, with her flawless skin and expressive eyes, kept drawing my gaze. I struggled to compose myself and ignore the pounding of my heart. I had to remind myself that she was here for a jo
CHARLOTTA I watched as he rose from his chair, turning his back to me and staring out the window at the stunning cityscape below. I sat back down on the soft plush tuffet, feeling confused and uncertain. I had no idea what to say or do, and I could feel my brain whirring, trying to make sense of it all. I thought that I came prepared and everything was all figured out but it seems this Bruce of a guy would be a tough one. He was totally different from what I had expected him to be."Your answers are great! It's just that... you.. you are not whom you claimed to be and your ascent is not purely American." He turned to face me again and his face was giving me chills, as he was all serious and formal. I have been in many strange situations, during my date with different types of men, but right now, I feel more skittish than I had ever felt. He saw through my game, and he could incite fear even in me.“I get it you don't want me working for your company because you discovered that I am a
CHARLOTTAMy ride came to a stop a few minutes later, and alighting, I smiled at the driver, before handing him his payment. He nodded and smiled back before zooming off. I couldn't get an uber because my app was pretty glitchy, so I had to use a taxi considering the bus stop was just a stone throw away from my street.I reached into my purse and took out my phone to turn on the music app. With the headphones on the first song started playing, the music seemed to drown out all the chaos earlier today and my complicated feelings towards Bruce. The fact that I will be working for that son-of-a-bitch means that I could be seeing him every-fucking-day. I couldn't help but feel powerless when I'm around him.When I finally got to my apartment building, I was feeling anxious. Someone has been in here. I could sense it, though nothing seemed out of place. Pulling my keys out of my purse and opening the door I walked into the living room, and there was no sign of anybody anywhere. Then I head
BRUCEAt exactly 8:00 AM I stepped into my office and sank into my fancy chair. The room smelled of rose and the air-conditioner hummed gently in the background. Everything was in its place, too neat and too perfect. I took a deep breath and tried to settle my nerves. I loosened my tie and tossed it on the desk, where it landed with a soft thud. I stood up and walked over to the window, looking out over the city below. The world seemed so small, so fragile."Good morning," the sound of a female voice catched my ear and I turned to see her, Charlotta standing in the doorway, holding the door open. For a few moments I stared at her, without finding anything to say to her.Today she was wearing a form-fitting pencil skirt, a silky pink blouse, and a pair of black stilettos. Her hair was pulled back into a neat bun, and her makeup was natural. Despite her good looks, she's twice as aggravating as she is attractive. She's not loyal, not by a long shot. I'd thought she'd be soft, but instea