Kimmy looked at the phone as it rang for a moment before her brain kicked in and she giggled before picking it up, “Like, Mr. Thompson’s office.” she said into the receiver.
“Oh, I’m totally sorry, he’s in a meeting right now… no, like, he won’t be available until this afternoon at the earliest… of course, I can totally book you in for tomorrow Mr. Denison!”
She hung up the phone after giving Mr. Denison a time and marking it down in Mr. Thompson’s calendar.
God Mr. Denison was hot! She giggled again and licked her lips, imaging taking his big fat cock into her mouth and sucking it good and hard, his big belly pushing up against her forehead, his withered hands holding on to the sides of her head, and his geriatric odor filling her nostrils.
Her whole body shivered just imagining it!
Lost in her daydream her hand slipped down between her legs, but she was irrupted at the sound of the door opening behind her.
Her hand flew up to her thigh, she crossed her legs and then looked back over her shoulder to so Mr. Thompson walking into the office.
“Like, welcome back Sir!” she exclaimed with real excitement.
Mr. Thompson was almost in his seventies and he fucked her like no one else could. He nodded and smiled and then walked by her on his way to his office.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, suddenly remember Mr. Denison, “I totally booked in Mr. Denison for 10am tomorrow.”
Mr. Thompson stopped and turned back to her with a smile on his wrinkled face, “The bastard finally gave in did he?” he said with annoyance in his voice.
She nodded and giggled, “Yeah, like he was totally desperate on the phone… I’m sure he’ll agree to whatever you want Sir.”
“Good work Kimmy.” he said and then turned and walked into his office, closing the door behind him.
A shiver ran through Kimmy’s body, the praise made her nipples hard and her pussy wet, and she opened she’d done well enough to deserve a good fucking at the end of the day.
Maybe… if things went well enough with Mr. Denison tomorrow, he might even send her home with him after their meeting.
Kimmy’s fingers once more headed south and soon she was rubbing and moaning and gasping as her work continued to be delayed as it sat in front of her. It was a good think that Mr. Thompson didn’t really beleive in deadlines, as otherwise he’d have fired her months ago.
Sam leaned back in his chair as soft moans came from outside his office door. He chuckled and shook his head with a smile on his face.
That bitch had been his boss up until last year, demanding he do everything for the small staffing agency. Her plan was of course to shaft the staff she hired and the companies she contracted to.
She’d been quite brazen with her confession that she was going to get it coming and go from both parties in any deal she made. He’d thought it unwise, but he was just there to get a few hours a week to supplement his retirement.
When the “debt collectors” arrived at the agency one day when he was working and she was out, he was unsure what to do. They were not thought, they “escorted” him to a small dingy club a few blocks away and he was presented to what he could only describe as a stereotypical mob boss.
It had turned out that Kimberly had taken out loans from him that were past due and now he was coming to collect. After explaining that I was only the hired help, he was apologetic but firm. He wanted his money and he was going to get it one way or the other. I could help him do that or “the boys” could escort me down to the hospital to get treatment for my broken legs.
I think I’d gulped loud enough to be heard three blocks away, and quickly agreed to help in any way they wanted.
Which worked out quite well really. Turned out their plan was to use the staffing agency as a front for their high end prostitution ring. I wasn’t a saint, and didn’t have any moral qualms about the plan, especially when they offered me a cut of the profits.
So, after a quick retooling of the agency, we were in business together. What had surprised me was about a month after the change, his “debt collectors” showed up again at the office, but this time they had a woman in tow behind them.
At first I hadn’t recognized her, Kimberly had been plain and stern, the woman with them was drop dead gorgeous and dressed like a hooker… which I had assumed she was.
The boys had explained they’d finally tracked Kimberly down a few states over and after a few weeks of “alone” time with one of their doctors, she’d had a change of heart and wanted to do everything she could to repay the boss.
They’d dropped her in my office and told me to use her as I saw fit. Which I did… in every way you might imagine… for months.
Eventually though I decided the best use for her was in the office. I needed someone who was completely loyal, and wouldn’t question what was going on in the agency.
It didn’t hurt that she could demonstrate the services we offered to potential clients as well.
“Kimmy!” I shouted and a second later I heard the clatter of her chair flying and her ass hitting the ground.
A moment or two later she opened my office door, clearly in a fluster, “Yes Sir!” she said, half out of breath.
“Have you run the numbers for last month yet?” I asked, knowing full well the answer.
She blushed, bowed her head and shook it from side to side, “Like, no Sir.”
I smiled and crooked my finger, gesturing her to come over, as I pushed my chair back. She wiggled her way over and then bent over my lap, getting her ass up in to the air as she did so.
My hand came down hard and the sound of the slap filled the room, “What are you good for?”
“Nothing! I’m just a useless fucking slut!” she cried out.
Another blow landed on her ass, “What are you?”
“I’m just a fucking whore! Just three holes and a set of tits!”
My hand slapped down hard again, “What is your value?”
“Only what I can earn for the agency!”
My hand came down again, but this time gently as I gave her red ass a nice little rub in circles.
“Now then, tomorrow when Mr. Denison comes in and fucks your ass, what are you going to do?” I asked.
“Ooooooo…. moan…. I’n gonna squeal like a stuck little piggy and totally tell him how much I looooove his cock in my ass! giggle“
“And why is that?”
“Cause… cause he’s, like, going to totally pay the agency a looooot of money to do it every week! giggle“
I nodded and then tapped her ass lightly, “Alright, get back to work and get those reports done by the end of the day… or I won’t take you home with me tonight.” I said and she bounced up off my lap and nodded eagerly.
“Yes Sir! I’ll totally get right on them! giggle” she replied, then turned, wiggled her ass out of my office and closed the door behind herself.
Denison had been a bastard before the change at the agency and I had no respect for him. I could have respect a bastard like Denison, but I couldn’t respect the low ball offers he made for Kimmy’s services.
Fortunately it looked like he’d finally come around and I was sure he’d be willing to pay whatever I wanted tomorrow… and I wasn’t going to make it cheap.
Kimmy still had a huge debt to pay off, and the minimum wage I was paying her for her work in the office wouldn’t get it done. Fortunately Kimberly had a long list of people she’d pissed off over the years and I was sure there were more willing to pay for the privilege of giving it to her “both ways”.
