The last meeting I had with the company president, things didn't fair so well. The disagreement I had with John led to a hasty exit on my part. Ramsy Advertisements is a reputable business but dealing with John sometimes can be rather frustrating. I was hesitant on a second meeting, but a friend of mine insisted I try again. The day was very warm and sunny, The entire trip I couldn't keep my mind on business, just the possibility of being on the golf course. As I pulled into the parking lot, I had to take a deep breath and assure myself to keep my cool, no matter what happened. I straightened my dark blue suit jacket as I exited my car. Each step to the door I reminded myself to stay calm. The first time wasn't a fight of sorts, but this time may wind up if he insists on playing his games.
I opened the door to his office, and to my pleasant surprise, not John, but Allison was representing the firm. She stood as I walked through the door and extended her hand with a bright smile.
I had some very good thoughts of this young woman the first time I saw her. This time, my eyes were practically popping out of their sockets. She wore a this white blouse, revealing a skimpy, lace bra covering a pair of what seemed like 36d breasts. Her nipples were hard from the air conditioning in the office. The short black skirt was about half way to her knees. The black fishnet stockings clung to her long, sexy legs. Her hips are perfectly curved. Those dark, mysterious eyes leave much to the imagination as to what is hiding behind them. Her silky black hair lay loose on her petite shoulders. I could feel a stir immediately when her soft hand touched mine.
The thing that impressed me about her was her politeness and appealing manners. She always called me "Sir" and used "Mr." with my last name. I didn't request otherwise from her and she seemed to enjoy the fact that I maintained that superiority to her. This day, I was going to find out just how much she did in fact enjoy it.
The folder on her desk contained the ads Ramsy was introducing to me. I had a quick thought to push my intuition. "Get me the estimated prices on the ad", I stated in a very stern voice. Her eyes widen as my voice carried strong. She immediately turned and fumbled with several papers before producing a figure for me.
"Here, Sir" she stated softly with her eyes avoiding mine. This was a very good sign and my feelings of this were getting better all the time.
"Very nice dress, Allison. Although I think you need to unbutton one more button on your blouse. You need to reveal more of your cleavage." Her fingers raised and pulled open her blouse to the next button for me. The next thing she said gave me the green light on my intentions. "Is there anything else, Sir?" I looked at her tanned skin, smooth and soft between her perfect breasts. Her skin formed a valley that left a man's mouth watering.
"Yes, I think I would like to see more of your legs, also. You need to show a little more thigh." At this, she reached down and turned the hem of her skirt up about 3 inches. Her eyes never met my own. Now I really knew where I stood with this beauty. "Kneel before me. Show me your respect." Allison dropped to her knees, her hands on her thighs. "Master, I am here for you".
"Remove your blouse. I wish to see your breasts." Her hands lifted to the buttons on her blouse and one by one, opened her blouse reveling her white lace bra. Her nipples were showing well through the bra. They seemed to grow harder with every move she made. I noticed her hips gently moving attempting to comfort a need.
"Now the bra, Allison. I want your bra." Her hands reached behind her, unclasping the small clasp that held so much beauty. She slowly lowered the cups of the bra, letting it slide down her arms. She offered the bra to me, still not looking up. I took it from her hand and laid it on the desk.
"Now, let me see how you can pinch and stimulate your nipples. I want you to twist and pinch them." Her hands went directly to each nipple. Her fingers and thumb pinching, twisting, pulling at her flesh. Her lips allowed a moan to escape revealing her pleasure in this act. As I watch, she continued to twist harder and pull longer at her aching nipples.
"I want to see more, Allison. Stand and remove your skirt. Let me see more now." Allison slowly raised to her feet, her fingers unfastening the snap on her skirt. She let it fall free to the floor. My heart jumped as I realized she had only thigh high stockings and no panties. Her hair was trimmed to a neat little patch just above her wet glistening lips. I could see she as very excited. Her hands dropped to her sides. I looked around the room for something, anything to use. Not seeing anything to my liking, I untied my satin tie and removed it from my neck.
