“I'm here as you ordered, Mr. President.” Greg turned his head slightly as a tall, olive-skinned woman walked towards him and his boss. She was we...ring a charcoal-black business jacket and matching pencil skirt that stopped two inches above her knee. A forest-green satin blouse revealed the cleavage of her round, pert breasts and she wore flesh-colored pantyhose that reached the top of her thighs. Her inky black hair was pulled back into a tight bun and she wore rectangular tinted glasses. Greg. Let's go down to the basement," he suggested.He led the way, glancing behind him every so often to make sure she was following. He felt his cock growing more excited by the minute. The basement was a huge, cavernous place where old books were stored and they had the area completely to themselves. Frye tugged her into a shady corner and forced her to her knees without any preliminaries. He placed his hands on his hips and shoved his crotch at her face. There was an arrogant sneer on his. Can I get this one?”“Definitely!” he said. His cock was steel-hard now. He held his jacket over his swollen crotch.“I want all of these, Daddy!”“Uh, get seven of them. Get a variety.”“Are they really for me or YOU?” she said, sarcastically, kind of loud, but with a glint in her eyes.“Shh!! They’ll hear you!! Well ... maybe for both of us. How’s that?” he said, feeling a bit bolder againShe found seven thongs. His head was swimming in anticipation. Karl didn’t even recall purchasing them! It all. I relented and only met Donte to go to the gym. He laughed with me at Michi's reluctance to work out almost every day. We were back at the hotel in time for me to only order my breakfast before doing my personal hygiene stuff and dressing for work. I had made the mistake of having my harness on when the bellhop delivered my breakfast. There was a loud knock on the door a minute later.Three hotel security men entered the room and stood around me. "Why are you armed?"I showed them my permits and.