“Manager? That means that you two are offering me a job?”“It only depends of you, Sam. If you want, we can get you to meet the bar after the lun...h”“Well, I don’t know… I do not want to disappoint Chris or you, Victor, then… I think I can try to give it a look. It won’t hurt anyway…”They lunched and afterwards went to pick their respective cars to go to the bar. When Sam went to hers, Chris pulled Victor to a corner and whispered in surprise and with a bit of ‘fury’.“What the hell? Are you. I've had a busy week, meeting all sorts of people and trying to satisfy them all. I'm tired and you know how I get when I'm tired." Daemon didn't want to apologize to her like that. He didn't have any reason to apologize but he had no choice if he wanted some peace of mind.Victoria took a breath and said, "I'm sorry too Daemon, I know how busy and tiresome those business trips are for you. I should have used my brain and wait until you were rested from your trip before springing my surprise on. He was delicate with it either. He rammed into me so hard. If I hadn’t been so wet it would have really hurt. He just kept plunging into me. I arched my back and grabbed him trying to catch my breath but he just enveloped me- his massive arms grabbing me up like the ragdoll I had become. I just couldn’t catch up. And when he started whispering in my ear… things like “what a little slut I was for doing this” and “he knew that I’d wanted him for months” and “he’d known that while we had been in. She put on the grey pencil skirt and it showcased her tight ass and stopped just above her knees. Then she slid her slender arms through the sleeves of the black turtleneck and after that her head. She began to put on a pair of three inch black open toe high heels. Bending down she placed the straps around her ankles and then stood up. She looked magnificent. As a finish touch she sat down an sprayed herself with perfume. With a sigh she reached onto the dresser for her rings. She put on her.