MasukChapter 2 - The ContractI my shoes side by side beneath. I sat down on the sofa with my hands on my knees and my heart going like a bird in my chest.He came through four minutes later and shut the door behind him and stood looking at me with his tie loose and his jacket off."Ohh, I've thought about this." He came over and got a hand under my chin and lifted my face up. "Brighton. You, in that little black dress with your hair down and your hand on my arm, and I thought, that one's the whole evening, and then you were gone by morning and I was… I'll be honest with you, I was put out about it for about a month." His thumb moved on my jaw. "Now look at you. Naked on a sofa and being careful with your knees because your job depends on it. On your knees properly. Down."I went down off the sofa onto the carpet and he got his trousers open and his cock out and it came up heavy and thick and I got my hand round it."Ahh, that's it," he breathed, and his head went back a little. "Open
Chapter 1 The New BossThe conference room on the fourteenth floor smelled of new carpet and burnt coffee, and I'd been sitting in it since eight that morning with my tablet on my knee and my spine slowly giving up. The buyout had come through on Friday and the whole office had spent the weekend being quietly frantic about it, and now it was Monday and we'd all been told to assemble in the big room at nine sharp because the new CEO wanted to meet everyone personally.I'd dressed for it. Navy blouse, dark skirt, hair pinned up off my neck because the air conditioning couldn't decide what it was doing. I looked fine. I looked like a woman who was going to keep her job.At nine the door opened and the room stood up, and my tablet slid off my knee and hit the floor.He was taller than I remembered. That was the stupid first thought I had, sitting there with my mouth slightly open and my tablet face-down on the carpet, while Philip Marsh walked to the head of the table with a cup of blac
Chapter 5 - Cum Again He did it hard and long and steady and he had a hand on my hip and the other in the small of my back and the sofa arm creaked and the record ran out and clicked and neither of us did anything about it. Slap, slap, slap. My feet came up off the floor with every one. "Fuck, yes… ah… Philip, right there, don't stop, don't you dare stop.." and he said, "I'm nowhere near stopping, I told you that already," and drove deeper. I came once more. Bending over that sofa with his cock in me and my front rubbing on the cushions, and my legs went shaky and I got my hands in the fabric and my mouth open. “Oh my god oh my god oh my god," all of it coming out in one long breath, and he slowed and worked me through it slow and deep and it went on so long I couldn't tell where it started. Then he pulled out. "Up," he said. "Onto the sofa. On your hands and knees." He got me up and I got my knees up on the cushions and my hands on the arm, and he came up behind me, a
Chapter 4 - Good Sex "Mmh-mmh." His fingers inside me curled and his mouth didn't stop. His free hand got my hip and took it and I felt something big and tight and hot open up low in my pussy, that pressure, that pulling-inward feeling, and I got both hands in his hair and pushed and pulled at once. "Philip… philip, stop, I'm going to… fuck…I'm going to…" "Then do it." "I'm going to squirt, oh my god…" "Go ahead," he said, quick and hungry against me, and went at my clit with the flat of his tongue, and I came apart. It was the biggest thing that had ever happened to me. My whole body went rigid and then the pressure let go and it came out of me in a rush, hot, spilling up over his fingers and his mouth and his chin, and I heard the wet splash of it on his floor and I made a long ruined noise at the ceiling. "Ahh… nghh… fuckkk.” My legs shook and my whole body shook and I was still going when I fell back flat on the rug with my chest heaving. He sat up. He wiped his mo
Chapter 3 - His House Philip walked me down and unlocked a door in the side of a building and we went up two flights of stairs where the paint had gone and where the bulbs were the kind that take a minute to come on. His hand was at the small of my back the whole way and it didn't move and it didn't need to. The flat was small and warm and full of his stuff. He got the lights down low with one switch and put a record on and poured two fingers of something into two glasses and handed me one. He drank. "Sit down. Your feet must hurt.” I sat. He sat on the floor with his back to the sofa and put a hand on my ankle and lifted my foot into his lap and took my shoe off, and then the other, and then, without saying anything about it, rubbed his thumbs into the sole of my foot and up into the arch, and it was so good I dropped my head back on the sofa and made a sound that was not entirely decent. "Better?" "Mmh. Don't stop." "Bossy." He kept at it. "This is the trade. You get a foot
Chapter 2 - Sex in The BathroomThe wet lip of my pussy pulling out round him and pushing back in on him, and the water still running in the tap."Look at that," he said, low and rough at my ear. "Look at that, take me. Mmh. That's a good fit. That's the best fit I've had in a long time, Sonia.""How did you… Ahh…”"How do I know your name? I know everyone's name, I ask at the door. You came in with Tessa and you said your feet were killing you before you'd got your coat off." His hips worked, long and steady, and I felt the drag of it all the way. He gave one hard one and I heard myself say it. "Fuck…" long and low and honest. "Yeah," he said. "There she is."He picked up the pace and my forehead went down against the glass and it was hot on my cheek. Slap, slap, slap, his hips coming into my ass, and the wet noise underneath it, that slick squelch every time he drove in, and me going uh, uh, uh, against my own hand."Put your hands on the mirror," he said. "Up. There. Let me see the







