"Hey, Ken," Laura smiled as she entered the busy junior-executive's office. "I've been watching you work SO hard all morning, so I thought I'd come in and talk about that raise you asked me for last week."
Ken never looked up from his monitor. It was the end of the quarter, and he was busily crunching numbers for the department store's payables and receivables.
"Hey, HEY, Ken. I admire dedication as much as the next gal," Laura smiled, "but you could stop a moment and pay attention to ME!"
Laura climbed-up, knee-first onto his desk, eager to catch Ken's undivided attention. Ken glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but notice and appreciate her short, sheer summer dress. "She's the boss," he reminded himself. "Mustn't think such thoughts." He forced himself to stay focused on his computer screen.
Laura lifted her other knee up onto Ken's desk, and began crawling across the desktop toward him, like a hungry tigress carefully stalking her prey. "I admire men who work HARD!" Laura whispered huskily. "Hell, I admire ANYTHING about a man that is HARD!"
Was Ken imagining this, or was Laura licking her lips suggestively and purring hungrily? Ken struggled in vain to stay focus on his typing, as he looked up at her and smiled. "Must work!" Ken thought. "She's the boss, mustn't think like this!"
"All work and no play makes Ken a dull boy. And keeps him a low-paid Junior Executive for life," Laura smiled.
Involuntarily, Ken's lips puckered as he fought the urge to lean in and kiss her.
Laura grabbed Ken's tie, leaned in, and began teasing, "I KNOW what you're thinking, what you're feeling. You want to K-K-KISS me! You want to L-L-LOVE me!"
Ken gulped. "You're right. And who WOULDN'T? You're so DAMNED hot, I get horny every time I see you walk by in the hallway! That's WHY I work so hard, so I don't think about YOU, about what I'd like to DO to you, WITH you!"
"You want to K-K-KISS me! You want to L-L-LOVE me!" Laura repeated.
"Y-y-yes!" Ken groaned.
"So KISS me, baby!" Laura smiled as she leaned in and kissed HIM. "That's the trouble with owning the company," Laura sighed. "Sometimes it seems like I have to do everything myself!"
"You have to do everything yourself? Even PLEASURING yourself?" Ken teased, tried to picture Laura naked, alone with her vibrator.
"ESPECIALLY that!" Laura sighed again. "Of course, if you want that RAISE you asked for, maybe you can help me find a way to solve THAT problem! In fact, as your boss, I'm delegating that responsibility to YOU. That is, if you still WANT that raise!"
Ken removed his tie and wrapped it around Laura's pretty neck. "Ok, boss. If you're going to wear the pants in this relationship, you might as well wear the tie, too!"
"I'd prefer it if NEITHER of us wore pants," Laura grinned.
"I've been trying to figure out where to promote you to. That's why I haven't come talk to you before. But watching you work so HARD, you looked so CUTE, I couldn't resist coming in here to talk to you. So, where to promote you? OH," she chuckled, suddenly inspired, "How would you like to get into lingerie?" So saying, Laura hiked up her summer skirt.
"The only lingerie I want to get into right now is YOURS," Ken smiled, clutching Laura's ass and slowly licking the front of her panties.
"I thought you'd NEVER ask!" Laura cooed, luxuriously stretching out on her back atop Ken's desk.
"You want to K-K-KISS me! You want to L-L-LOVE me!" Laura repeated.
"I want to do a damned sight more than THAT!"
"You want to K-K-KISS me! You want to L-L-LOVE me! You want to F-F-FUCK me!" Laura chanted now.
"You got THAT right, baby!"
Ken started at Laura's knees, and slowly kissed his way upward. The higher his kisses moved up her leg, the louder Laura's moans of pleasure and desire became.
Ken lifted Laura's summer sun dress higher and higher. He kissed and licked his way downward from her neck, over her breasts, past her navel. "Go SOUTH, young man!" Laura moaned. "Go SOUTH!"
"You know," Laura reminisced. "This sorta reminds me of MY first promotion. I didn't ALWAYS own this company, you know? I started out in the vaccuum-cleaner department. I learned a LOT about suction! Would you like a practical demonstration, sir?"
"Yes, please," Ken groaned, meekly and hoarsely, as Laura quickly unzipped his pants and let them drop.
"Well, the way I learned it way back when, you first had to get the thing kinda warmed up. Like THIS!" she exclaimed, flicking her tongue every which way, and smiling broadly at the happy little moans that her actions were bringing forth from Ken now.
"Once things get nice and heated up, that's when it's time to apply the SUCTION!"
"Mmmmmm!" Ken moaned loudly. "I'll bet you sold a LOT of vaccuum cleaners, with THAT technique!"
"Hey," Laura chuckled, "They don't make you CEO for NOTHING! But I already GOT my big promotion, years ago. This interview is about YOU! You see, I've been a VERY dirty girl, and I need YOU to show me your best vaccuum-cleaner technique now!"
"Well, I thought about your earlier offer. I want to get OUT of lingerie, and I think it's time YOU get out of lingerie, too." So saying, Ken slowly, sensuously skimmed his boss's pretty little panties down her long, lean, shapely legs.
"Next, as every good vaccuum-cleaner salesman knows, you pre-treat the DIRTIEST spots." Ken leaned in and flicked his tongue slowly, gently against her eager, throbbing clit and across her sensitive G-spot.
"OK, I guess it's time to start REALLY cleaning-up my dirty girl," Ken smiled, leaning in and sucking her throbbing clit up past his lips.
"Ooooo!" Laura squealed in her best school-girl giggle. "GREAT technique, and FLAWLESS demonstration! I think you just earned yourself a promotion to VP of vaccuum-cleaner sales."
"But you KNOW," Laura said. "There's an opening in our pets department. The position is WIDE OPEN for you! Particularly, there's one very LONELY little kitty-cat in heat, who urgently needs male companionship. How are you at caring for hungry pussies?"
"Well, I do happen to have this proudly-strutting COCK here, who could probably do the job VERY nicely! Would you like him to try?"
"Mmmmmm! Boy, would I!" Laura cooed, lying flat at the edge of the desktop as Ken stepped up, and slowly slid forward, slowly and lovingly sinking his long, thick shaft deep, DEEP down into her.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned again, gyrating all over his desk. "Let me be your pet pussy, and you can be the cock in charge of my henhouse ANY time!" Laura was mixing her metaphors atrociously now, but they were both too pre-occupied to notice or care.
As Ken stepped-up the pace, Laura moaned louder and shook even more fiercely.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Laura moaned repeatedly, coming and coming and coming and coming all over Ken's thick, hard, throbbing, thrusting cock, and oozing her love-juices down onto the desktop. "You have DEFINITELY got that raise you wanted, sir!"
"Thanks, boss. Would it be inappropriate for me to give you a little gift, to thank you for the promotion?"
"That depends. Just what did you have in MIND?"
"How would you like a nice pearl necklace?" Ken smiled, squirting what must have been his tenth or twelfth explosion of that long, hot, languid summer afternoon, directly onto Laura's exquisite breasts.
"Thank YOU, Mr. Vice President," Laura grinned. "It's a LOVELY gift. I shall treasure it ALWAYS!"