Being a sales rep in the city I spend everyday in my car. The days are just as the one before. One client after the other. The job paid very well and I was considered the top in the salesman in the country but still it was getting to me.

One day I recieved an e-mail from our new CEO. A woman named Tracy Smith. She said she was flying into the city in two days and she wanted to get together with me and go over our new product line with the ad agency.

I never met this woman but i've spoken to her many times on the phone. She had a sultry sexy voice that really got me thinking but thought I would never get to meet her as she lives on the west coast where the main offices are.

The e-mail said she was landing tue night at 5:30. She wants me to pick her up at the airport so we can go straight to dinner and go over some business plans before the next days meeting with the ad agency.

I thought to myself, how the hell am I supposed to pick up this woman who I never met before. Oh well I guess I could just stand there at the gate with one of those signs with her name and she will find me.

Tue night came and there I was standing at the gate waiting for the passengers to come off the plane. One by one they started to come thru the doors. Some business men at first then some family's. One very pretty woman came out but was greeted by her boyfriend.

Then I saw her. She was a tall slender brunette. About 5'10, straight black hair down to her waist. She wore a business jacket with a skirt, white blouse and high heels with black stockings. She carried only a small briefcase.

I knew this had to be her. She looked like the CEO of a multi-million dollar company. She looked just like the smart sexy woman that I'd love to fuck her brains out.

As she walked towards me I smiled and said "Tracy Smith?"

She shook my hand and with her touch my mind started to wander.

She had a soft warm feel as she wraped her fingers around mine. Her nails were polished in the same red as her full pouty lips were painted.

My thoughts were of the same hand holding my cock slowley jerking it over her face with those big brown eyes looking into mine. Those full red lips parted by her open mouth and out streched tounge.

Wait a minute. This was my new boss here. I have to stay focused, stay professional. Snap out of it.

Hi, my name is Derek Jones....

to be continued..

well, Derek Jones, she replied, I guess I knew that. A CEO has to be familiar with her best salesman. Now, how about taking me to that hotel so I can freshen up before dinner. Can you get my bag?.

I grabbed her Gucci suitcase and we headed back to the car park. I held the passenger door open and admired her long firm legs as she sat down, her perfume smelt musky and expensive.

As I walked around to the drivers door I just kept telling myself "Derek - relax - be cool - you don't want to make a fool of yourself". I jumped into the car and smiled at her - she looked a million dollars sitting there on the plush cream leather seat of my car with the seatbelt strapping her in and accentuating her large, full breasts. I did my best to disguise the hunger in my stare and decided to just get on with the driving.

We drove to her hotel - a 5 Star in the best part of town - and began to chat about business, I was doing a good job of keeping focused on the subject but couldn't help but allow my eyes to wander from her ankles to the hem of her skirt up those beautifully silk clad legs every once in a while!

"Here we are then" I said as I pulled into the hotel car park. She suggested I come up to her room so we could continue our conversation - I wasn't gonna argue!

I was amazed at the room - I'd been in some nice hotel rooms in my time but this was incredible. I let out a low whistle as I stood in the middle of the room and took in the enormous oversized double bed spread with a thickly quilted cream satin eiderdown, the mirrors and artwork on the walls, the extremely well stocked bar, lushly planted balcony and the stunning bathroom with a raised marble jacuzzi in the middle of the room. She grinned - "like what you see Derek?" she asked. I turned around to look at her and her head was cocked to one side, hand on hip with a sultry looking smile on her face. "You bet" I replied.
"and what may I ask do you like best?"
"hard to say - I haven't had a proper look at everything yet" - it was a risky answer but I figured an intelligent woman would enjoy some mental foreplay.

It seemed to work - she walked across the room to the bar - she definitely fancied me - her gait was too slow and she was really accentuating the swing of her hips to allow me to appreciate the sight of her firm ass moving under her short skirt. It was having the desired effect - I could feel my prick beginning to stir inside my trousers. She pulled a bottle of champagne from the ice bucked on the bar and quickly and expertly opened it - spilling only a little of the frothy drink she filled two glasses and brought one to me. She looked into my eyes with that smirk again.

"Fucking hell - am I really going to get to screw this goddess?" I thought to myself. She answered it for me - "Derek I've had a long week, we've got a heavy meeting tomorrow morning, I really feel like I could do with some serious R&R this evening, would you mind if we stayed here and got to know each other better instead of going out for dinner?"

I couldn't believe I heard it - "sounds like a very fine plan" I replied as I reached my hand out to touch her cheek, moving it down her throat, gliding over her soft skin to the back of her neck and then pulling her closely to me and kissing her full pouting lips. She broke our kiss and said she needed to freshen up - to make myself more comfortable. She disappeared into the bathroom, I took off my jacket and tie and relaxed on a big armchair and thought about how wonderful it was going to be to fuck this beautiful and powerful woman.

After a couple of minutes the door opened again and my breath caught in my throat when I saw her. She was walking towards me - her hair freshly brushed and shining, wearing her high heels and a black garter belt holding up her stockings, a tiny black g-string and a bra that barely seemed to be able to hold in her massive tits. As she approached my cock turned to steel, she stood in front of me and then straddled me - leaning down and kissing me passionately. I couldn't wait to get my hands on those firm looking titties. I broke the kiss - she sat over me looking down at me. I scooped her tits out of her bra and just stared at them as they jutted proudly out of her chest - "Fuck me! - they are the best pair of tits I've ever seen in my life!".

"Glad you like them" She replied as she wiggled her body causing them to wobble before my eyes - "would you like to suck on one" she asked. My answer was to take one of her tits in each hand and roll them on her chest like baloons on a table - she moaned loudly - she leaned into my hands and I felt her nipples harden even more against my palms. I then pinched both nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and she writhed with ecstasy. I moved my head forward and licked one nipple gently and then the other - boucing these amazing jugs in my hands - revelling in how they swayed and how they over flowed my cupped hands, trying to touch all of them at once - the musk I could smell now was coming from between her thighs and not from her perfume - her pussy smelled like it was ready for eating.............

Just the added stimulation of my dashing young salesman sweetly ministering to my heaving breasts had me on the brink of orgasm, and I noticed the stimulating odor of my own love juices
flowing from my hot pussy. I hoped Derek would respond even more excitedly when he caught the scent of my lusty pheromones.

What daring Derek didn't know was that I was not just Tracy Smith, ingenious business superstar, and his new boss and CEO,
I was also a hot female with as much sexual appetite as any man I ever knew, and more than many men. I had been planning to get to "know" Derek since several months before I became CEO of the XYZ Electronics subsidiary of the world-wide ABC Technologies conglomerate.

Very few people knew that the previous XYZ head, Richard Johnson, was a closet bi-sexual, (but those of us who did know, called him Big Dick Johnson!) As far as I know, only the two of us realized that I was not only his Executive VP for three years, I was also his most frequent lover for the last 18 months before he moved to London to become Chief Financial Officer at the ABC Technologies headquarters.

Big Dick and I shared our bodies and our fantasies, and he told me several times he wished XYZ's hottest salesman, Derek Jones,
was also bi, so we could have a threesome. Big Dick was so obsessed with Derek, he even had a private eye investigate the sales superstar's personal life. The private dick gave Big Dick several weeks worth of XXX hidden-camera videos of Derek's busy, and obviously totally straight, sex life, and we often watched these hot vids instead of professional porn before we played our sex games.

While I pleasured Big Dick's Johnson, and he took care of many of my sexual needs, I was already fantasizing about all the stimulating things I wanted to do with Dynamic Derek and his seemingly ever-hard prodigious penis. When it was confirmed I would become CEO upon Richard's promotion to London, I began to plan a legitimate way to get away from our main office in L. A., and spend a few days in Atlanta where Derek was based.

Just before I took over, we received research that showed our last two ad campaigns had not met our expectations, so I convinced Big Dick to switch the XYZ accounts to Peters, Dix, and Kuntz, Inc., an exciting agency in Atlanta with a very sexy approach to marketing consumer products.

The rest was easy. I had a great reason to want Derek to be involved with the new ad campaign because before he decided to use his charming personality in sales, Derek got a B.A. in Advertising and his M.B.A. thesis was an excellent study of mass- marketing techniques.

I was already in a state of lust for his hot body, and his obviously strong libido and stamina, but I began to realize that his brilliant mind and charismatic personality might make him a great life-partner for me. If he joined with me in my dream of building a major business empire, no one could stand in our way.

My combined desires for a hard bodied lover and personal wealth and power had led me to this moment with my Dynamic Derek...

It was obvious my natural musk scent was exciting him further since his nostrils were wildly flaring, and even as he suckled on my breasts, I saw his lustful gaze drawn toward my glistening vaginal lips protruding on both sides of my g-string as they dripped with my natural nectar. "Darling Derek," I purred in my sexiest voice, "I can see you really admire my little G-string,
but, sweetie it is chafing my poor little pussy something awful.
Would you be so kind as to gently extract it from between my cunt flaps and then soothe me with something like, oh... ahh... , let's say something like a nice, sensuous tongue?"

My new lover accepted this assignment with obvious pleasure, and as he delicately eased my g-string from its' captivity in between my aroused pussy lips, I pulled my rolled up bra from under my heaving bosom and removed it completely. I assisted him by stepping out of the miniscule g-string, but I gently restrained him from beginning to lick or kiss my pleasure center for a few moments as I pulled him to his feet and gave him a scorchingly passionate French kiss. As the kiss lingered, I diverted just enough of my wildly spinning mind's attention to use one hand to unfasten his shirt and belt and slacks, and to make sure his pants and jockeys dropped below his knees.

Softly disengaging from our passionate tongue wrestling, I allowed my hand to begin gently caressing his magnificent erection. Then I spoke tenderly near his ear, "Did you know my favorite number is 69? If a man and woman join their bodies together in just the right way, they sort of form the figure 69, or even the sacred Chinese yin and yang symbol."

Derek quickly responded by removing his shoes and the rest of his clothing, and then, after another intense embrace and kiss, he said, "Come with me, my fantasy princess, and we will form so many patterns with our bodies entwined that we will both remember this night even into eternity..." and he reached around me, curving his right hand under my tight buttocks, and guided me toward the king size bed in my room.

My throbbing heart nearly burst! This handsome stud was not only sexy and intelligent, he was sensitive and romantic too!...

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