Message-ID: <16006eli$9810042016@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/16006.txt> From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson) Subject: Corporate Backlash - The Corporation - Part Five Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <360e19b7.8068996@news.telepac.pt> Corporate Backlash - The Corporation - Part Five. by Ms. Christine - http://www.mschristine.com JACK HAD NOT slept at all well, so that when the alarm went off at 6.30 he felt he had only just dropped off. He ignored his erection, and went straight into the shower to try and make himself feel a little more human. He did not look at himself in the mirror. He was a little frightened at what he might see. After his second cup of coffee, he was feeling more like his old self and was beginning to enjoy the plan he was hatching to have his way with Alice. It was just a question of keeping control of himself, he told himself in the hall mirror as he left for work. Adding "You look really good today. She won't be able to resist you". When he arrived at his office, Alice was already sitting at her desk, just outside his door. She looked stunning in a tight fitting summer dress that was low cut to her cleavage with thin straps over her bare shoulders. He nearly faltered. Nearly. "Good Morning Alice. You look very nice today." 'That's it Jack, take control' he thought, at the same time as his erection told him who was really in control around here. "Thank you Mr Conrad, your coffee is on your desk. I will give you a few minutes to get settled and then I will come in for dictation. I notice we have a lot of work to do today." "Yes Alice, that will be fine". Jack moved swiftly into his office with a roaring erection and the feeling that he was losing it again. He downed his coffee and went into his bathroom to throw cold water on his face. He felt a lot more composed when Alice finally tapped on the door. "Come" he shouted. Right, he thought, now take control. "Why don't you come and make yourself comfortable" he said, patting the spot on the desk where she had sat yesterday. Alice smiled, placed her handbag on the floor inside the door, smoothed the wrinkles out of her dress, by running her hand slowly down the material and over every curve in her very curvy body, and started to walk towards him. About half way she stopped and looked genuinely concerned. "Oh! Mr Conrad I feel so bad about yesterday. I think it might be better if we sat together on your sofa. It might stop the same thing happening again." And with that she walked slowly and sensuously towards his leather sofa, eased the material of her dress up, sat down and crossed her legs. The familiar rasp of nylon as she settled. Jack had been wrong footed again, but he was determined it would not get away from him this time. O.K. the sofa was as good a place as any. He may as well get comfortable while he had her suck his cock. He raised himself from his chair and started to walk towards her. Just as he was about to sit down she dropped her pencil on the floor right in front of him. "Oh! How clumsy of me" she said, looking at him expectantly. Jack was in two minds about picking it up but when she eased her dress a little higher as if to encourage him, he bent over to get it for her. "While you are there, I wonder if you would mind giving my ankle a little rub, I twisted it this morning and it aches a little. It's these shoes you know", she said, holding one foot up into his bent over face. Jack was now looking straight up her skirt, and he liked the view. He could have refused and gone back to his original plan but he seemed mesmerised by her milky white thighs, black stocking tops and the black vee of her knickers. He sank the extra few inches to his knees and never taking his eyes from the view, started rubbing absent mindedly at one of her ankles. "It's the other one Mr Conrad", Alice pointed out helpfully. Without a word and without moving his eyes he fumbled around for the other foot. ..........Christine & David Stevenson........... Authors of domestic and real life Fem Dom Books. English couple - Published privately since 1986. http://www.mschristine.com/books.html Email enquiries to:- books@Ms-Christine.com Also published as text simultaneously on...... ------------------------------------------------------ The DOMestic mailing list is free of charge. Subscribe in subject line:- DOMestic@Ms-Christine.com Moderated by David & Christine Stevenson. 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