Men and women, who once lived in harmony, had a major war in which the women won. All of the men became slaves to the women and their cause. Women became in charge of everything including businesses and property. This is one woman's story of the times after the war.
I walked into the plush conference room and took the file I needed and a crystal flute filled with champagne from the handsome servant boy who stood, wearing only a speedo. "Thank you very much Johnathan."
I said. "Oh Ria you don't have to be nice to the help." Linda said. I turned and smiled at her. She was a beautiful Asian women; she wore a black Chanel suit and crisp white shirt, that could barely contain her large breasts, and matching black pumps. She kept her long brown hair in an elaborate bun.
"I guess I need to adjust better." I said as she placed a lingering kiss on my lips. The rest of the women filed in for the meeting ad we began discussing ways to increase productivity. I am the CEO of a large and very successful entertainment company. I stand five feet even with breasts slightly smaller than Linda's, thick dark red hair, light brown skin, and a nice round bottom. I worked very hard to get where I am.
Linda sent me sexy smiles across the table and inched her pretty stocking covered feet across my hot crotch. I returned the sexy smile and as soon as the meeting was over, retreated to my office. Linda crept in after a moment and kissed me softly once more. "How about a late lunch at your place say 2?" I nodded and she sauntered sexily out of the office. I handled a couple of clients and had a few more meetings and then headed outside to my sliver Porche.
I tossed my blazer in the backseat enjoying the cool breeze that flowed through my hair and cooled my breasts. It was already 1 o clock and Linda is never late. I let a hand wander down to my moist pussy and massaged my clit while I drove. I thought of Linda and removed my hand, sucking the juice from my fingers, before pushing on the pedal.
