“Get Brook’s business, whatever you have to do, Amy. Even if you have to sleep with him.”

These words from her boss, Miranda Kerr resonated with Amy Parkes. It had been a bad year at the Mirage ad agency. They were massively down on in the first two quarters and probably looking at redundancies if things didn’t pick up.

Rick Brooks could be their saviour. He was the General Manager of a multi-million-dollar fast-food restaurant franchise and was looking to potentially increase his advertising spend with Mirage.

There was definite sexual chemistry. Amy picked up on it within the first couple of meetings. Although she wasn’t planning to sleep with him, she had no problems flirting if it helped the disastrous work situation and got her a healthy bonus.

Amy knew she needed to close this deal at their next meeting.

That morning, she has butterflies in her stomach, so much is resting on her. She meets Rick at a hotel between their respective offices in Oregon.

Rick Brook is waiting as Amy walks in. He is tall, with dark, neatly cut hair, and in an expensive suit, there is an air of money about him.

Rick can’t help but notice how attractive Amy looks in her business-like cream shirt and white skirt. She is bare-legged with striking navy suede heels—her deep brown hair bouncing on her shoulders.

They order coffee and settle at a secluded table in the foyer.

“Great to see you again, Amy,” Rick comments.

“You too,” she replies.

They talk about the proposal, and Amy is convinced she is winning him over as she starts to flirt a little, purposely rubbing her leg against his.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that,” Amy says, innocently.

“Don’t worry, Amy. Your legs look so lovely and smooth,” Rick quips.

“Thanks, I shaved this morning,” she replies and moves her leg back against his.

Rick starts stroking her ankle, his hand slowly going up to her knee.

“And are you shaved everywhere?” Rick asks, looking directly at her.

“You mean?”

“Yes, downtown.”

Amy wonders where this is going, but she has started it.

“Well, it is trimmed downstairs, if that is what you are wondering,” she says, playing along.

“Why don’t you go to the toilet, take off your underwear, and then you can show me!” Rick suggests.

“You want me to take my panties off?” she says, biting her lip.

“Yes.”

She spots the toilet and excuses herself.

“What the fuck am I doing?” she sighs.

‘Is she really going to take off her underwear and flash her pussy just to get this guy’s business?’

She thinks about the greater good and keeping her job. Then puts her hand up her skirt and pulls her knickers down. She shuffles her legs and watches the garment fall to the floor.

Rick sits revelling as she walks back towards him. With a big smile on her face, Amy puts her blue lace panties on his lap and sits back down.

“Here! You can keep those,” she says.

“Are you going to show me?”

Amy quickly opens her bare legs and gives Rick a glimpse up her skirt. Her pussy looks fresh and inviting, with a neat triangle of hair above her pouting slit forming a martini glass shape between her thighs. After a minute of Rick staring down there, she crosses her legs.

“I am going to give you the business, Amy. We can sign the contracts whenever you want.”

“That’s great Rick, thank you, you won’t be disappointed.”

Amy breathes a sigh of relief and shakes Rick’s hand as they get up to leave.

“I will give you the business, no question. But I could make the deal a bit sweeter for you. I will give you exclusivity for five years instead of three if you are up for a game of chance?”

“Ok, what are the rules?” Amy says, intrigued.

“If this hotel has any rooms available, you have to come upstairs with me,” Rick replies.

Amy pauses and thinks about what could be happening, ‘How far is she prepared to go? Have sex? Wouldn’t that make her some kind of prostitute?’

Rick is an attractive guy in good shape, a little older than her in his late thirties; it could be worse.           ‘If she met him in a bar, she probably would!’

“Yes, ok,” she replies.

“Wait here, I’ll go and check,” Rick says, eagerly getting up.

Amy follows him and nervously stands waiting. She watches Rick talk to the receptionist. By the body language, it didn’t look like they had anything. Then she sees him get out his credit card; they must have a room after all.

“The hotel had one room still available,” Rick says as he walks back with a key.

He takes her hand, and they walk over to the elevator. Amy could feel her pussy getting wet at the thought of what was about to happen. When they get to their floor, Rick guides her to the room down the corridor.

As soon as the door is closed, Rick takes off his jacket and then pushes Amy against the wall. His hands are running all over her body as he plants kisses on her neck. He undoes her white shirt and completely pulls it off. He frantically undoes her bra as his kisses move down to her perky breasts, chest, and stomach. His hand then goes up Amy’s skirt and between her legs, touching her and then slowly his fingers go inside her. She moans uncontrollably as his fingers go deeper inside her aching snatch. She is getting so wet.

Amy undoes Rick’s trousers and starts stroking his hard cock. They make their way to the bed, and she removes his shirt and kisses his torso, then completely takes off his trousers. He pushes her onto the crisp white sheets and unzips her skirt, pulling it off in the process. He then gets on top and pushes his cock between her tits, sliding it up and down. He then takes her feet to his mouth and pulls off her heels and starts sucking her black-painted toes and kissing her feet.

Rick glides his tongue along her legs, lightly kissing and tasting her wet pussy. His lips are so soft and tender. He moves up her body, and they kiss passionately. As Rick softly bites her lip, Amy tastes her pussy in his mouth.

She begs him to fuck her. He obliges, pushing his huge dick into her waiting hole. The feeling of his cock inside her is amazing as he pounds her harder and harder.

Sweat runs down their bodies. Rick flips her over, then pushes his cock back in. He caresses her tits as they fuck doggy style. His hands go down and grip her hips as he slams into her cunt over and over. Her arse is pushed into his groin. Amy creams all over his cock. He pulls out and goes down between her legs. Still sensitive after cumming, she shudders as she feels Rick lap at her puffed-up pussy.  He loves tasting her cum as his mouth hovers around her pussy. He puts his cock back inside her and with a few thrusts, fills her up with his warm load.

As they freshen up and go their separate ways, Rick leaves first. Amy realises Rick has left with her knickers. Running late for her next meeting back at the office, she stops to buy some underwear on the way.

A few days later, the contract is in the bag. Amy has saved the day and is showered with gratitude from Miranda. She wonders if this will be the last of her and Rick, but has a feeling it won't be.

Over the next few weeks, Rick is a regular visitor to the office, but apart from business nothing is ever said until after a particular meeting, he invites Amy to his house, on the pretence of a business dinner. It is an opportunity for Amy to meet some key people in Rick’s company, Miranda is keen for her to go, so she can’t say no.

She arrives dressed in black wet-look leggings, a black top and suede black high-heel sandals, her cute toes painted white.

His place is beautiful; she expected nothing less. Rick welcomes her in. He is casual in a blue shirt and jeans. She is only slightly surprised no one else is there.

“Am I the first?” she asks.

“The others couldn’t make it, so it is just us,” Rick replies.

“There was never anyone else coming, was there?”

“No, I am sorry there wasn’t. I wanted to find a moment to give you these back,” Rick says, as he pulls out her blue lace panties from his pocket.

He puts them up to his nose and smells her; the soft lace feels smooth against his skin.

“You are free to go, but I would prefer it if you stay. I do have a dinner planned; that wasn’t a lie.”

Amy grabs her panties from his hand and agrees to stay. Rick grabs a bottle of wine and shows her through to the dining room where a takeaway bag of chicken and chips from his fast food company sits waiting.

“I thought you would really like to taste the product you are marketing,” Rick says, Smiling.

Amy starts laughing and sits down.

“Any mayonnaise?” she quips.

As they eat and chat about the campaign Amy starts to relax, deep down she knows exactly what he wants. This time she is looking forward to having him inside her. She wants it so bad.

“I hope you like the food. But what I really want is to taste you one more time, Amy.”

“I want you to do more to me than that,” Amy replies, seductively.

Rick pulls Amy up from the chair and takes her upstairs into his lavish bedroom. They start kissing frantically, as Rick runs his hands along her body and caresses her bum. Amy undoes his shirt as he undoes her top. His kisses move to her chest, and she takes off her bra. She feels his tongue over her nipples. His mouth moves down as he kisses her stomach and licks out her belly button.

Rick pulls down her leggings and starts kissing her black thong. Amy spreads her legs as he kisses her thighs. He bites at her underwear and starts to pull it away from her groin with his teeth. She helps him slide her knickers down her legs as he kisses her pussy once again.

Rick undoes his jeans. Amy moves down and starts licking his cock. She then takes it into her mouth. Rick watches it go to the back of her throat as she caresses his balls and sucks his penis hard. She then moves up and their lips start absorbing each other’s mouths. She rubs his penis against her clit before pushing it inside her snatch.

Amy throws her head back, whimpering as she cums. Rick gently keeps pumping before pulling out and ejaculating on her stomach, filling up her belly button with his cum.

“Ah baby, give me everything you’ve got,” she says as she helps Rick drip semen onto her body.

Rick sits back, grabs a tissue, and goes to clean up his mess.

“No, leave it,” Amy says, stopping him.

Amy opens her legs and lets Rick’s semen run down her body to her pussy. She pulls her leg in and starts massaging her pussy with the ball of her foot. Rick watches as Amy masturbates.

“Fuck, I am cumming again,” she shrieks, speeding up the pace with her foot.

Rick watches as she slows down and orgasms. The sole of her foot is covered in bodily fluids of one kind or another.

“Wow, that’s a neat trick,” Rick compliments her.

“I am very bendy,” she says, laughing.

Amy leaves the following morning; she knows this isn’t the end of their fuckery. Getting Rick’s company on board is only the beginning.