It looked to me like she went out of her way to make herself look severe. Was she afraid she wouldn't be taken seriously if she were seen as good look...ng? I wondered what kind of body her severely tailored business attire hid. She put the file down."Do you have any idea how hard it would be for you to ever get back up to the level where you are now if we were to let you go? Most companies wouldn't hire a man your age for a position like yours. They prefer young men with fresh ideas who can grow. " She ran a finger down my back, sending electricity up my spine. She gave me a reassuring smile and we leaned in again. Our lips touched fully this time. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my throat as she pushed her tongue inside my mouth. She tasted so good as I swirled my tongue around hers. Our kisses became more feverish as I was now on top of her. She guided my hands softly to her breasts. Her nipples poked through the cotton t-shirt she. I was thrown to the mattress and positioned on my stomach. Within seconds, he was sliding his cock into me with an aggressive thrust. I felt his hand on my upper back as he began pounding into me over and over. My hole was starting to go numb, but I could feel him hitting my prostate. The pain was slowly subsiding as I felt myself building towards climax. The combination of him taking control, his cock driving into me, and his verbal slut shaming had me feeling like a true teenage whore. I had. Shilla showered first while I poured out a couple of vodka and cokes from the well stocked fridge. Shilla was already dressed as I emerged from the shower. Wow is all I could say, gosh you look so sexy. Shilla was wearing a see through halter top that left her back completely naked and her pert tits were clearly visible through the flimsy material. To this she had added a short mini skirt and opened toed sandals. You’re not going out like that I whispered, of course I am and you.