Around 1:45, Jake gathered up the Smithson materials and made his way to the conference room to setup for the 2:00 presentation. He was slightly nervous about the meeting and what else may ensue.
The conference room was buzzing with activity when he arrived. Jessica and Emily were arranging materials on the gleaming oval conference table with practiced efficiency. Jessica's brunette hair was pulled back in a professional looking bun and she had applied makeup and crimson lipstick. Emily's petite, nude figure moved gracefully as she adjusted the placement of folders.
"You made it," Jessica said with a sly smile. "All rested up after your 'preparation session' with Kiera this morning?"
Jake felt his face flush. "Uh, yeah. I was able to get a little nap in,” he exclaimed before looking around the room, “Looks like you two have been busy."
Emily giggled, her small breasts bouncing lightly, “Well, not all of us get to sleep the day away,” she chided.
Before Jake could respond, the door swung open and Kiera bounded in with an infectious energy, her freckled skin flushed with excitement. Her eyes widened with wonder as she took in the opulent, mahogany-paneled conference room with its large sleek table and two oversized leather sofas. "Is there anything I can do to help?" she asked eagerly, her voice brimming with anticipation and willingness.
Jessica flashed a warm smile at her. "Why don’t you pull out the sofa beds and make them up? Clean sheets and pillows are in the cabinet in the corner," she suggested, gesturing toward the built-in cabinet in the corner where the linens were stored.
Kiera's face lit up with excitement. "So there will be sex," she enthusiastically murmured under her breath as she eagerly headed toward the cabinet. Her anticipation was almost palpable, her mind racing with possibilities.
As 2:00 approached, the four stood in front of the conference table, facing the door, ready to greet the Smithsons. The door opened and Margaret entered first, followed by a couple who exuded wealth and confidence.
Richard Smithson was a plain-looking man in his late fifties, with thinning salt-and-pepper hair and hazel eyes. But it was his wife, Charlotte, who immediately commanded attention. She was elegantly dressed in a tailored cream suit that hugged her striking figure, her honey-blonde hair falling in soft waves around her shoulders. Though she appeared to be in her late forties, her body was toned and firm, the result of regular workouts with expensive personal trainers. Her blue eyes, sharp and assessing, scanned the room before settling on Jake with particular interest.
"Mr. and Mrs. Smithson, welcome back," Margaret said warmly. "Allow me to introduce our team. You know Jessica and Emily, of course. This is Jake Thompson, our newest financial analyst, and my granddaughter Kiera, who is observing today."
Charlotte's gaze lingered on Jake, a predatory smile playing at her lips. "My, my, Margaret. You do find the most… impressive talent." Her eyes traveled down Jake's body, pausing appreciatively at his slightly swelling cock. "Richard, look at what Margaret has found. If things go well today, I just might have to poach him away to come and work directly for us," she chuckled slightly.
Richard nodded absently, his attention focused on the large breasts and erect nipples of the teenage redhead standing beside Jake. "That sounds good dear,” he responded, actually having no idea what his wife just said.
Charlotte moved closer to Jake, her perfume, an expensive, subtle blend, wrapping around him like silk. "I've been looking forward to meeting you," she purred, extending her hand. "Margaret has spoken highly of your… capabilities."
Jake took her hand, noting the firm grip and manicured nails. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Smithson. I've been studying your company’s portfolio extensively."
"Charlotte, please," she insisted, still holding his hand. She leaned in and spoke softly, "After all, your cock is going to be inside me soon, don’t you think we should be on a first-name basis?"
Margaret cleared her throat, the sound cutting through the building sexual tension. "I shall leave you now in their capable hands. Enjoy the presentation," she announced with a warm smile, her voice filled with a blend of authority and reassurance. With a graceful turn, she exited the room, the door latch softly clicking behind her.
"Shall we begin the presentation?" Jessica asked professionally.
Charlotte tore her attention away from Jake and looked over at Jessica, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Before we get to the tedious facts and figures, I would really enjoy watching this young man get his dick sucked.”
Jessica exchanged glances with Emily and Kiera. “Of course, Mrs. Smithson. I’ll be more than happy to do that for you,” she proclaimed, licking her lips and taking a step towards Jake, whose penis reacted and was starting to rise.
“No, no,” Charlotte interjected smoothly, lifting a hand towards Jessica, her gaze returning to Jake. “I want to watch my husband suck his cock. That’s alright, isn’t it Jake?” she asked rhetorically, raising an eyebrow.
Jake turned his head to look at Jessica who nodded imperceptibly. After the presentation preparation, he did with Jessica and Emily, he knew something like this might happen, but he was still caught off guard. “Uh… I guess, Mrs. Smithson, um, I mean Charlotte,” he stammered, his stomach doing flips at the thought of getting a blowjob from another man.
“Go on, dear,” Charlotte commanded her husband, a casual wave of her hand directing attention towards Jake. Her voice carried a note of authority as she addressed the gathering. “Gather around, ladies, I’m sure this is something we will all enjoy watching,” she said, her gaze sweeping over the other three women, each exchanging curious glances.
Mr. Smithson nodded meekly, his movements hesitant as he shuffled over towards Jake. His eyes flickered nervously to his wife, who returned his glance with an unyielding stare, her demeanor as cool as her words were sharp.
"Richard," Charlotte intoned softly, her voice laced with a hint of playful derision. "Why don't you take your clothes off first? I know how much you enjoy being naked in front of an audience." Her tone was both inviting and mocking, a delicate balance that left Richard with no choice but to comply.
Richard's face flushed slightly, a tinge of pink spreading across his cheeks as he reluctantly began to unbutton his expensive suit. The fabric slipped from his body, revealing a figure that, despite the passage of years, retained a certain fitness. As he stood fully nude, his modest penis already semi-erect, he cast an uneasy glance towards Kiera. Her eyes, wide with fascination, absorbed every detail of the unfolding scene.
"Now, be a good boy and show us all how well you suck cock," Charlotte instructed, her voice smooth as velvet yet brooking no dissent. Her command hung in the air, an irresistible force that compelled obedience.
Jake swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He glanced at Emily, who gave him an encouraging smile and licked her lips. Jessica and Emily stood on one side and Charlotte and Kiera on the other observing as Richard knelt before Jake, his hands resting on Jake's thighs.
Despite his nervousness, Jake's cock had responded to the situation, standing at full attention, a drop of precum glistening on the tip. The older man hesitated briefly before leaning forward and taking Jake's penis into his mouth.
Jake gasped at the warm, wet sensation. It felt different than when Jessica or Emily had done it—more tentative, perhaps, but still pleasurable. He closed his eyes, trying to focus on the sensation rather than who was providing it.
"Look at me, Jake," Charlotte commanded softly. He opened his eyes and turned his face to the right, her blue eyes boring into his. "I want you to watch your cock sliding in and out of my husband’s mouth."
Jake managed a faint smile, his eyes obediently lowering as instructed, to observe Richard's lips enveloping his shaft. The older man's technique, once he got going, revealed a surprising expertise. Richard’s tongue danced with precision, swirling around the sensitive head of Jake's cock before drawing him into the warmth of his mouth. The sensation intensified as Richard's tongue expertly massaged the underside of Jake’s shaft, eliciting a soft, involuntary moan from Jake, a testament to the pleasurable skill being displayed.
"That's it," Charlotte purred, her voice smooth and sultry as her eyes shimmered with satisfaction. "Richard loves sucking cock, don’t you darling?" She inched closer and gently traced the back of her perfectly manicured fingers across her husband’s cheek, the touch both intimate and possessive. "Don’t you darling?" she repeated, her tone now laced with firmer authority. Richard nodded and hummed in acknowledgement sending vibrations along Jake’s length, causing him to draw a sharp breath in response.
"Are you enjoying my husband’s mouth, Jake?" Charlotte asked, her voice a husky whisper, continuing to caress Richard’s cheek.
Jake nodded, his breathing becoming more rapid. "Yes," he managed, the word coming out strained. Despite his initial hesitation, the physical sensation was undeniably pleasurable, and the power dynamic at play, with Charlotte clearly in control of both him and her husband, was oddly arousing.
"Richard has always been so eager to please," Charlotte continued with a smirk. "But he needs direction. Put your hands on his head, Jake." Jake hesitantly placed his hands on Richard's head, fingers threading through his thinning hair. “Fuck his face,” she instructed. Jake began to gently thrust, pulling Mr. Smithson’s head towards him as he continued to lick and suck.
Kiera watched with wide eyes, her breathing shallow. She'd never seen anything like this before, a husband taking orders from his wife, sucking off another man. It was both shocking and arousing. "Oh my god," Kiera whispered, as she slowly masturbated at the sight.
Jessica and Emily exchanged knowing glances. They had been through similar scenarios with the Smithsons, but seeing Jake getting his cock sucked by Richard was different and very arousing. Emily's hand drifted between her legs, her fingers circling her clit as she watched Jake's cock disappear into Richard's eager mouth. Jessica began massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples, biting her lip to suppress a moan, not wanting to distract.
Charlotte's eyes flickered to them momentarily, a hint of approval in her gaze before returning to Jake. "Harder," she commanded, her voice sharp with authority. Jake tightened his grip on Richard's head and began thrusting more forcefully, his hips moving with increasing confidence. Richard gagged slightly but didn't pull away, his eyes watering as Jake's cock hit the back of his throat.
Charlotte slowly began unbuttoning her cream-colored jacket, revealing a delicate white lace bra underneath. The intricate lacework embraced her ample curves perfectly. "That's enough, Richard," she suddenly commanded. Richard obediently stopped and pulled back, Jake's wet, glistening member slipping from his mouth with a soft, audible pop. Still on his knees, Richard breathed heavily, a thin, shimmering line of saliva connected his lips to Jake's slickened shaft. Jake, his breath ragged, removed his hands from Richard's head. Silently, Richard rose to his feet and stepped aside, his fully erect cock evidence of his overwhelming arousal. Nevertheless, he remained quiet, his eyes downcast waiting for his wife’s next command.
Charlotte lowered the zipper on the side of her skirt allowing the garment to fall to the floor revealing matching white lace panties. "You, girl. What’s your name again?" she questioned looking over at Kiera.
Kiera's fingers froze between her legs, her eyes wide with surprise at being directly addressed. "K… Kiera," she answered, her voice small and shaky.
Charlotte's lips curved into a predatory smile. "Kiera. What a pretty name." She reached out and slowly circled a slim finger around one of Kiera's hardened nipples as she spoke. "He didn’t think I noticed, but I saw the way my husband looked at your young teenage body when we came in." Kiera’s eyes flicked between Charlotte and her husband unsure of where this was going. “I think he would like to fuck you. What do you think of that, my dear?”
Kiera's breath came in quick pants, her eyes darting between Charlotte and Richard, then rapidly between Jessica, Emily and Jake, as if seeking his approval. The older man's eyes had lifted at his wife's words, now fixed on Kiera with unconcealed hunger.
"I… um…" Kiera stammered, her voice betraying her inexperience as a flush of uncertainty colored her cheeks. She had only ever been with Jake, and the thought of a different cock inside her made her heart race and her thoughts swirl in a chaotic dance. Her body responded with a mix of fear and anticipation, a pulsing sensation that was both thrilling and intimidating.
Charlotte cupped Kiera's chin, tilting the girl's face up to look at her. "Don't be shy now. I was watching you fingering yourself while my husband sucked on Jake’s cock." Her thumb traced Kiera's lower lip, slightly pulling it downwards. "You liked to be fucked, don't you?"
Kiera swallowed hard, then nodded, her green eyes wide. "Yes," she whispered.
Charlotte's smile widened, revealing perfect white teeth. "Of course you do." She let go of Kiera’s chin and reached around and unclasped her bra, letting it fall away to reveal her breasts, remarkably firm for her age, clearly the result of expensive surgical enhancement. "Richard," she commanded, "take this pretty young thing to the bed and give her a proper fucking."
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