(Many thanks to Greowulf for his wonderful editing)
Phillip Morrison looked at his watch. It was almost five in the evening. He smiled to himself. He would be leaving early this evening.
He leaned back on his swivel chair and stared at the ceiling smugly. At last things were going smoothly as planned. The downtown construction project that he was personally leading would be coming to a close in a week to ten days. But the best thing was that the Orbit Mall was definitely going to take more than the stipulated time to complete, and that would effectively put SeaTech out of the reckoning for the Wilbur Smith Housing Project.
It had been difficult but finally they had been able to bring down Dave Harding. Damn him. He was good at his work and because of him Morrison's company had the possibility of ending up a poor second. Now that he had been taken care of, the threat had faded into the background. All this had already been explained by Susan to the esteemed City Councillor and Jake with whom she was spending some days in the Bahamas.
The thought of his wife with one of the most respected City Councillors made him grow hard. He felt his bulge and smiled. A look of pure greed and evil enveloped his face. Yes, he and his wife made a great pair. He had the brains and she had the looks. Between them it wouldn't be long before he was in full control of the business currently controlled by his wife's relatives. That was what he wanted ... and so did she. Yes, they made a perfect pair.
His long, slender fingers unzipped his fly and he took out his flaccid cock and began playing with himself with one hand. With his other hand he picked up the sheaf of paper lying on his desk and began reading the contents.
It was an email from Gina Hopeman confirming that she would be meeting him as planned for an interview dinner at the Marriot. Things were moving places. She was from one of the better dailies at Columbus. A good interview at this point of time could certainly boost his company's profile, he mused.
He looked at his erect phallus and grinned. He reached out to his intercom and rang up his personal secretary.
"Marge, got a few minutes?" he said rather than asked and put down the receiver.
It was code she fully understood. "Few minutes" meant a quick blowjob before she left the office. Marge had a great figure. She was also in need of a good steady job as her husband was out of work and they had two small kids. A few weeks into her job, she had put in a request for a loan. Phil then told her that there was going to be a cut in the jobs and the new employees would be the first to go and so he really could not approve her loan. Then he made a magnanimous offer to her and she could hardly resist, given her poor financial position.
There was a knock on his door.
"Come in," called out Phil with a smile as he continued to play with his cock.
A quick blowjob and then he would head home for a quick change for that dinner meeting with Gina Hopeman.
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Phil looked at his watch. It was a few minutes past eight. He had arrived at the restaurant dot on time. As if on cue he saw a stunning blond woman enter the restaurant. She looked around for a few moments and then her eyes settled on him. With a smile she began walking towards him.
Phil inadvertently licked his lips as he stared at the green eyed blond walking purposefully towards him. She was wearing a body hugging cocktail dress that came to just above her knees. The hem line was far enough above the knee to say "flirt with me" without saying "I'll sleep with you for a price". The front was low enough to give a tantalising glimpse of her deep cleavage, but at the same time nothing cheap and gaudy. Her thick mane came to below her shoulder but she seems to carry it with élan. The sparkling diamond necklace with matching ear rings added to her appeal. All in all she looked what she was, a successful business woman about the town. But the real message was sent with the high stiletto heels that said "You can get lucky tonight, stud."
"Hi, I'm Gina, sorry for being late," she gushed as she extended her hand. With a great difficulty, Phil managed to tear his eyes away from her enticing bosom as they firmly shook hands and settled down.
"It was so very nice of you to agree for this meeting at such a short notice. We know just how busy a person you are," continued Gina with an awe struck look in her eyes. She leaned closer as she said that, allowing Phil to get a good glimpse of her twin globes.
"Tell me everything Phil," she continued huskily without changing her position.
"Tell you what?" Phil finally croaked, his eyes firmly riveted to the amazing view in front of him.
"About you, all about you," continued Gina in her sultry tone, "it will make the perfect story ... the rise of a strong man to dizzy heights, power, fame," replied Gina. She beckoned to the waiter who was hovering nearby for a refill. Then she leaned forward and turned her full attention to Phil.
The drinks and Gina's adulatory remarks began to have their effect on Phil. He began to proudly speak about himself, how he rose from constructing small housing projects to where he was today. All along his eyes kept checking out the succulent breasts in display. He rubbed his cock. This was beautiful piece of ass.
Gina stopped him in the middle of his elaboratory discourse about his struggle and rise in the construction business. She took him by his hand to the dance floor. He wasn't complaining. Gina clung to him, pressing her hot body against his, letting his hardened cock rub against her flat stomach. A couple of times he moved away, but Gina followed him and they were back close to each other, all but grinding.
Phil rubbed his palms over her bare back as another slow number began playing. In response Gina rested her head on his chest, her hands clasped around his neck.
"The woman is hot and drunk," thought Phil to himself. Now he had to just play his cards right.
It was getting late and there were few couples remaining.
"Gina it's getting late and you are a bit tipsy. Let me drop you off at your floor," suggested Phil in a sincere tone, his lust filled eyes telling their very own different story.
Gina giggled and offered her hand to him as she stood up unsteadily on her feet.
"Thanks Phil. Wouldn't it be just awful if I were to enter somebody else's room," she said with a giggle and clung to him as he guided her out of the restaurant. She continued to hang on to him during the trip in the elevator and then down the corridor to her room. Phil saw this as a God send opportunity and continued to be his gentlemanly best.
"Say Phil," drawled Gina as Phil entered the card into the lock for her, "I have some good stuff with me that I always take on my lonely trips. Why don't you have a night cap with me and help finish it off?" she continued drunkenly.
Phil's eyes lighted up. It was going to be fun banging this stunning blond.
"Sure Gina," he replied as the two entered her hotel room.
Phil sat on the edge of the bed which he hoped to soon occupy with the drunk blond and watched Gina pour out a large one for him. She walked over to him and placed his glass in his hands.
"Won't you be joining me?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Gotta go and freshen up," she whispered. Gina then gave him a seductive smile and walked over to the bathroom.
His glass was almost empty when she walked back in.
Phil just sat staring. Gina was arrayed in just a sheer negligee which just about covered her womanly treasures but did more with suggestion than could possibly be done with bare skin. Her braless full breasts were clearly discernible as were the erect nipples poking through the thin material.
She stood in front of him, allowing his greedy eyes to feast upon the delights she was offering him.
"How do I look?" she asked in an innocent tone, her blue eyes twinkling with mischief.
Phil set down his now empty glass and got up. His hands began to play with Gina's breasts over her negligee. He pressed his lips to hers, crushing them with his hunger.
Phil then grabbed her negligee and pulled it over her head. Her breasts spilled free and he grabbed her left orb in his right hand while his left hand began exploring her bare back. He wrapped his arms around her and began to kiss her passionately. He was very excited. He kissed her lips with lots of tongue, kissed her nose, and then moved to her neck just below the ear. Gina began to shiver with pleasure since that was her most intense pleasure spot. He kissed over to the hollow of her throat, just below her chin and finally moved down to her cleavage.
"Uuummm ....," moaned Gina. Her eyes were closed and she was obviously enjoying the intimacy. Her womanly juices were seeping through her pussy lips. The air was filled with the scent of her arousal.
"Undress me," he finally commanded.
With nimble hands Gina quickly had his shirt off. His trousers soon followed suit. Gina was by now on her knees and staring at Phil's erection still lying hidden inside his boxers.
"Ummm, I must have that," she exclaimed and brought her hands to his waist and pulled down the last vestige of clothing.
He was thin and long, growing straighter and stronger by the second. Gina placed her right hand on his shaft and drunk in the sight before her. Her eyes widened briefly as her gaze travelled over his knob but the adulatory, almost obsessed look was soon back.
