Harvey sat in his office. Looking up from his desk, he watched as Mary, his secretary approached his desk. She wore her normal work attire. Mini skirt, high heels, stockings, and tight blouse. Like all of his personal female employees, she was in her late 20's to early 30's. She was loyal to a fault, meticulous in her work habits, and submitted to any and every whim that Harvey requested of her. She had only been working for him for 1 year but in that year, she had proven herself over and over. As he watched her slow walk, he felt his dick twitch in anticipation. She came around his desk and bent to place the papers on it. As she did, Harvey's hand came up and rubbed her thigh. He let his hand travel all the way up her leg. He felt the catch at the top of her stocking, where her garter belt held them in place. His hand slid up till he reached her crotch. She wasn't wearing any panties and his fingers found her slit wet. At 65, Harvey was still actively sexual with all of the women that were attached to his household. All the women in his household were employees of his company and they all knew that he owned them. The thought of owning someone in this day and age seems a bit crass, but Harvey had one unshakable attitude when it came to his personal life and his closest people. They owed allegiance to no one but him. He paid well for their loyalty and they paid dearly for their betrayal. Samantha opened her legs a bit wider to accommodate Harvey's searching fingers. She moaned slightly as his fingers worked up into her wet slit. Samantha stood still enjoying his attention.
The door to the study/office opened and Martha, his oldest and most trusted manager entered the room. Looking up at her, he greeted her in his usual way. "Damn woman! Do you wait till I get my hands up the pussy before you come in?" Samantha opened her eyes and looked at Martha. Then she closed them and concentrated on the sensations coursing thru her cunt. Martha paid no attention to Samantha as she came over to the desk. At 55, Martha had served him as housekeeper, caretaker, sexual companion and friend for over 25 years. She had not only witnessed most of his sexual activities, but had participated in many of them. "Before you got to involved in fucking this poor girl, I wanted to remind you about your meeting in 15 minutes with His Honor." Harvey swore, then pulled his fingers from Samantha's cunt. Samantha sighed. Her disappointment at her pleasure cut short was evident on her face. She straightened up and stood there as Harvey signed the papers before him. Martha placed a folder on the desk. "These are the things you need to go over with him. The papers he needs to sign are all there. Samantha, may I see you in my office." Harvey chuckled. "Well Sam, I guess Martha will have to put out the fire in your cunt," he said as he smacked her on the ass. He signed the papers and nodded for her to leave.
Martha turned and led the way to her office. As soon as Samantha entered the room, she shut the door. "Get over here," Martha said in a tone that left no room for hesitation. Samantha, knowing what was about to happen walked over to her. Martha unbuttoned Sam's blouse. Then unsnapped her bra. Grabbing one of Samantha's tits, she sucked it into her mouth. Her hands pushed up Sam's skirt as her fingers pushed roughly into the young girl. "You're his, but you also belong to me. Never forget that." Samantha smiled as she put her hands down and pulled her skirt up around her waist. She leaned her small round ass on the desk. A shiver hit her as the cool glass made her cold. Martha sat down in her chair and rolled it close to the desk. Samantha lifted her legs until both her feet were resting on the arms of the chair. This left her cunt open and exposed to the older woman. With a moan, Martha bent her head and let her long tongue begin to work on the young girls sensitive pussy lips. Samantha's hands went down to Martha's head. Holding the woman gently, she said, "I will always be yours. I love you Martha." Her voice said all the things she couldn't as Martha's tongue worked its magic. Wave after wave of pleasure shook Samantha's body. She couldn't wait for Martha to finish. She would give to this older woman some of the same pleasure she was receiving from her. With a cry, she gave to Martha, all the cunt juice she could push from her twitching cunt. Martha, sucking loud and hard, drank it all. No sooner had Martha taken her lips from Sam's cunt, did they kiss. The kiss was long and sweet. Each on letting this show of passion and lust carry the unspoken words of love.
Samantha pulled Martha to her feet. Turning the woman around, she pushed her face down on the desk. Martha's skirts were no way as tight as Samantha wore hers. Sam flipped the loose skirt up. Like Samantha, Martha wore no panties, just stockings and garter belt. Samantha pulled the coffee colored cheeks apart and smiled as she bent her head. Martha loved having her asshole rimmed even more than she did having her cunt sucked. Sam did it slow. She let her tongue wash and soothe the puckered hole until Martha was mewing like a kitten. Then she began to stab her tongue in and out as her fingers pulled the hole open wider. Martha began to beg, then plead. Sam knew just how far to take this. When Martha began to hump her pussy against the desk, Sam took her tongue away. She reached into the drawer and took out the vibrator she knew was always there. Rubbing it against Martha's cunt to get it wet, she pushed it up into the hole. Martha spread her hands and held onto the edge of the desk. Slowly at first, Samantha worked it back and forth. When Martha began to curse, Sam increased the tempo and the depth. The vibrator was 7 inches long before the handle. Martha was taking all of it deep into her ass. Sam knew she was close so she opened the drawer and took out a thick fluffy towel. Pushing it against Martha's cunt. She shoved the vibrator in hard. Martha's scream made it clear that the room was soundproofed. At the same time, Sam felt the hot urine soak into the towel. She held it there until Martha had stopped shaking. Then taking the towel away, she turned the woman around and licked her pussy till she had cleaned her good. This time, Martha grabbed the young girl and the kiss was savage. They looked into each other's eyes. Martha blinked and turned to see the time. "Go inside and take notes. You are there as a distraction so make sure you cross and uncross your legs often. You know the routine." Sam smiled as she wiped her cunt with the wet towel. Then checking to see that everything was in place, she entered the study.
As the door closed, Martha sat down at her desk. Her body still trembled at the waves of pleasure that ran thru her. No other woman or man beside Harvey had ever pleasured her this way. She smiled as she remembered how Samantha had come to be in this position. They were returning from an exhibition when this woman ran into the side of their car. She turned to Harvey as the car lurched to a stop. Only the quick thinking and superb reflexes of the driver saved the girl from being run over. Harvey traveled nowhere without his bodyguards. The two cars, one in front and one in the back of his limousine slammed to a stop. Doors flew open and men jumped out. With guns drawn, some of them ran to the girl, the others ran down the dark alley. Harvey stepped from the car and looked at the crying girl. Her clothes had been torn from her and there was blood running down her legs as well as across her face. One of the men looked up at him. "She's been beaten and raped Sir." Harvey looked at her and nodded. "Put her in my car. And James, make sure those responsible are never able to do this again." James nodded and as one of the men placed her in the car, the other three took off down the alley. A few minutes later, the men returned. James nodded at Harvey and they got into their cars again. The caravan rolled on. Martha was sitting holding Samantha's hand when she came to.
