’ ‘More of less?’ ‘Your exact words were, ‘Find me the best man for the job and don’t screw up’ ‘Correct.’ ‘Well I fed into the co...puter the personal files of my pick of the top fifty people on our payroll capable of performing the role to your complete satisfaction. I then assessed the top five but one name was so clearly out front that I accepted the best man for the job was a woman, aged twenty-seven.’ ‘What? She’ll be still wet behind the ears. Who came in second?’ ‘Philip Twain.’ ‘Yeah,. “Mmmm…you smell so nice,” Phoenix whispered. “So do you,” Brad inhaled deeply, “Like vanilla and is that peaches?” “Yeah, my shampoo is peach scented and my perfume is vanilla,” she replied with a smile, “Good nose!” With that, Phoenix kissed the tip of Brad’s nose. As she pulled back, Brad caressed the side of her face with his hand and looked deeply into her dark brown eyes and smiled. They kissed, soft and slow, Brad’s hands cupping Phoenix’s face. As the kiss progressed, Brad’s hand slowly. Ever so slowly, he pushes until you can feel his cock hair tickling your asshole. “Ohhhhhhhh fuckkkkk, your ass is sooooooooooooo tight, Pam,” Tom moans. Beads of sweat break out on his forehead as he struggles to maintain control and then he slowly begins to move – in and out – fucking your little asshole. Your moans and his grunts fill the room as I watch his cock fucking in and out. “Damnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn,” Tom exclaims,” this is sooooooo good, but I can’t hold on much longer”. A couple of more. I quickly signed it and sat back. "So when do we begin?" "Right away." He smiled, placing the contract in a locked filing cabinet. "Now, seeing as you didn't read the contract...one term was that you must call me Daddy and Mommy will be Lori." "Oh, okay, Daddy." Lori looked expectantly at me, I hadn't noticed she had left the room. "All your new clothes are upstairs. Please go change into something more...job appropriate." I walked slowly upstairs, unsure how I felt about wearing skimpy.