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Miss Cynthia - 3, A Change of Direction
Date: 4/26/2016, Categories: Office Sex, Author: JefferyB, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
directly to you in an advisory capacity. Is that clear?” Sinclair stood up straight and answered, “I understand. We’ll meet again on Friday.” When Sinclair cleared the door Laura stood, closed the door and turned to Evan saying, “Are you kidding me?” Evan stepped out from behind his desk and wrapped his arms around her. “No darlin’, I’m not kidding. He’ll take the deal and we stay here, or we’ll move out and handle it on our own. Either way we will both make a lot of money.” He patted her backside and returned to his desk. After he was seated and began to arrange his papers, Laura walked around the desk and leaned her butt against it. “Are we really going to look for office space this afternoon?” Without looking up, Evan put his hand on the inside of her leg just above her knee. As he began to slowly move his hand upward he replied, “Absolutely not. We are going to your apartment for our celebration.” He did not look up at her until the top of his hand had touched the silky outside of her panties. He applied a little pressure against her sex with his hand and looked up to see her eyes closed and a look of sensual pleasure on her face. Slowly moving his hand back and forth he said, “We are going to your apartment and get very naked and celebrate until we can no longer move. Then tomorrow we’ll move to my place and start all over again.” Laura opened her eyes and smiled. “That sounds heavenly,” she said softly. “But don’t we have things to do if he decides not to accept your ... agreement?” “No, darlin’. I’ve taken care of everything,” he told her. “That’s why I’ve been out a lot in the past two weeks. Getting the letter of understanding from Braxton yesterday was simply a formality. I’ve known for two weeks that we had a deal locked up. That’s how I just happened to have a legal agreement already drawn up. I’ve also put a hold on some office space not far from here.” “Why didn’t you tell me?” Laura asked. He put his other hand up under her skirt and grabbed a firm hold on both of her ass cheeks. “Because you would have worried,” he told her with a smile. “You wouldn’t have been able to sleep and I needed you fresh and beautiful to keep me sane.” Laura’s face lit up with a smile and she finally acknowledged his hands under her skirt. “Aren’t you concerned that someone might want in the door and catch you fondling my ass?” “Not at all,” he answered. “In fact, I think it’s time for the first management rule of our new organization.” He put his hands on her panties and quickly pulled them down to her knees, causing her to gasp. “What are you doing?” she said quite seriously. Evan pulled the panties down to her ankles and let her step out of them. As he folded the panties he looked up to see the shocked expression on her face. “The first rule. Panties will not be allowed … at least, not on you.” As he pushed the folded panties into his trouser pocket he noted with some delight that they were quite damp. “From this day forward, darlin’, we live boldly.” The ...