(All characters and events are fictional. Any coincidence with real events or people is pure coincidence)

I went to his office. Large, spacious, tasteful and expensive. I was angry. Angry at him. He called me to the head residence, despite all my protests and refusals, I was bought a ticket to the business class, a room with a sea view at the Four Seasons, met at the airport. I was angry with him because he closed my office, because he closed the project he was about to open and I was a key character there, for not keeping my word in our agreement. And now I didn’t do anything special.
We had a flirt with him, virtual, and we even played games - telling each other sexual fantasies. It was very erotic. We both liked it very much. He loved to read my fantasies. And I tried to please him. He liked a lot of things - I liked it. As we both noted once - that a lot of puzzles are the same. But we didn't have sex.
I was not going to fly to the last, but then I decided. I thought - see what happens. And I did not know what he wanted to talk to me about. I was just told that he wants to see me and decide for me. And I gave up.

I very carefully chose clothes for the meeting. Red dress and highlight all my beauty dress with zipper at the back, stockings and high heels. I was not going to engage in sex with him, quite the contrary - I wanted to excite him, excite him so that he wanted to get me by all means, but to leave without allowing me to do anything with myself.

Opening the door and taking the first few steps into the office I saw him standing leaning over the table, he turned in my direction and I saw how his eyes began to undress me.

"Insolent, right from the door" - I thought. "Well, nothing, I'll arrange you." I defiled around the office and sat down at a long negotiating table to the right of the director’s seat. I kicked her legs and entered into the image. He went to the table and put the bag on it. Chanel.

- What is it?
- This is for you.

I looked in the bag and saw the bag.
- A bribe ?! - I said with a grin. - Not interested.

I was angry. Very angry. And he apparently knew it. Because he took a box from a desk drawer and put it on the table.
- And what's that?
- This is also for you.
- Come on. And what is it?
- See for yourself.

I opened the box - well, of course - Rolex. What's happening? What for? Dear, beautiful, diamonds. I put the box in place.
“And what is the attraction of unheard of generosity?” - I asked sarcastically.

Instead of answering, he got the keys out of the box. On the keychain was the Porshe logo and put them on the table. He was watching me. For my reaction. For the struggle within me. He knew that sooner or later it would produce the desired effect and we would start talking. But what did he want from me? The start is very impressive, but of course I didn’t file it. And he looked behind me, smiling slightly in his eyes and already knew everything. Tempter. Always like that.

I looked up at him and asked:
- What do you want?
- Actually, I want you.
- Seriously? And all this just for stupid sex? (I'm angry, but I give up slowly)
- No, it's not for sex, all the more stupid. With you there can be no stupid sex. I want you to listen to me. And since I know that you are angry with me, I just decided to pay off the debt, equalize the bill and get ahead.
- Balance the bill? - I blurted out with even more sarcasm.
- Yes. We had a contract. You have completed your part, but I have not fulfilled what I promised. Therefore, this is my part of the contract and compensation.

- compensation? Good. And what do you want?
- Are you ready to talk?
- No, but I'm curious. Do you think I'm a prostitute - gave gifts and everything, I will do what you say?
“Well, actually, I don’t think that you are a prostitute, but judging by what you say, maybe someday we’ll play it, and he smiled at one of his most exciting smiles. “Here is a reptile. And a voice. What is his voice. He knows that. I told him that he has a beautiful voice and now he uses it with might and main. ”
“Well, what about all this?” He glanced at the bag, the box and the keys on the table — if you want, I can remove it.
- Let him lie down for a while - I said smiling.
- By the way, even if we do not agree - this is yours. You can take it, you can leave it. As you want.
- And we will negotiate? - I asked more softly in the affirmative.
- Yes, I want you to lead one project. And I intend to do everything for you to accept the offer.
- What does it all mean?
- All that is needed, and he looked at me as if he wanted to read my thoughts.

- I do not ask what the project. I want to ask you something else - why do you need me?
- You have experience, you are bright, you are easy to sell, you know how to do everything you need - so I need you.
- You like me - packs, why do you need me? I want to know the real reason. And I feel that it is. If you don't tell me what it really is, I will get up and leave.
“Well, I will say,” and he lounged in his chair, lit a cigarette and exhaled smoke, making it so that I felt a tickle in my lower stomach. “Damn, he knows what he is doing,” I thought, but I didn’t file it.
- Do you really want to know this? - he looked at me straight at close range. “Why does it seem to me that right now he is mentally having sex with me right on this table?”
- Yes, I want the whole truth - I said firmly.

- Then listen: You combine the qualities that I need for work - you are prepared, you know how to do everything you need, you are fine with your head, you know how to listen and do what they say to you. In addition, you are beautiful and so sexy that when you tell me your fantasies - I understand that you are still that little thing. But you are inaccessible, you are not sleeping with just anyone and it makes you even more attractive to me. I know that you are easily excited. I am sure you end three times at a time. This is what I want - I want the head of my direction to be trained, bright, with whom you can work successfully, with whom I will speak the same language and with whom you can have fun during off-hours.
- What makes you think that I'll sleep with you? - I asked with a call.
- Because you yourself want it - now he said it with a challenge.
- Don't you think ...

- It does not seem - he did not let me finish, put out a cigarette and stood up, walking towards me. He stood behind me, putting his hands on the back of the chair and bending down, began to speak in a half-whisper right in my ear:
- I think that now you are already a little excited. Your pussy is wet and you want me to enter you. And you are ready to surrender to me right here and right now. Although you do not give the form. And you are generally good. But you can't fool me. And I will slowly caress you, and you will squirm and moan with pleasure. And I will enter you deeply and you will scream with pleasure. I will love you in different poses, on the table, on the floor, behind, in front, and you will obey me. And then I will put you on my knees and give my friend to you in the mouth. And finish there too.

He straightened up, went and sat in his chair. I sat, looked at him and was silent. The pussy was wet. And I really wanted what he said. But she was not going to give up. He pulled on a cigarette, sat and looked at me and was silent. “Gad. Knows what to do. I want him. But do not give up. “We were silent, gazing at each other.
He pressed somewhere and said:
- Olya, bring some coffee and ... - he looked at me - ... and tea with lemon.
“Maybe I also want coffee,” I said.
“You want lemon tea,” he said, smiling slightly. I like what he decides for me. I like when he commands. It excites me.

- So what, we continue? - he asked.
- What exactly? Negotiations or what was now? - I continued to struggle.
- Oh, you're ready ...

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