She walked straight toward me, looked at me, then gave me a note, ordering me to appear in front of the company President in three days. I didn't read...that note until much later, my eyes were locked on Betsy the whole time. Her beautiful lips, smooth hands, nice figure, long legs, high heels, and really nice perfume or body spray she was using.I called my Mother that night, telling her what the note said, but mostly telling her that I was in love again, in love with someone who didn't even want. I grinned. “Well, I'm NOT fond of Ed. He's an arrogant puffed up asshole. That being said, his wife is a bitch and I'm enjoying the fact that what she puts across as a perfect marriage is bullshit.”I looked at Ed. “How many ways do you want me?” I asked as I walked to him and then kissed him hard.Mr. Malone let himself out as Ed pushed me to my knees. Knowing what he wanted, I unzipped him and pulled out his cock. It was a nice cock but smaller than my coworkers and, smiling to myself, my. “Good girl. You know it's not going to be light and girly the way I fuck your face, don't you?” It is going to be rough and physical, something my body is screaming for. His grip on my hair is tight as he keeps me on my knees in servitude, servicing the cock I now worship. His cock. Only his cock. I want this cock to fuck my pussy raw, then fuck that sweet pucker that is my ass and feel him pump his hot cum into me. He suddenly pulls me up and shoves me onto the desk, my hard nipples now. “Bitch, you’re lying,” she said, sliding away from the computer. “What the hell is going on? You haven’t bitched to me all day. Is something wrong?”He turned to her and laughed. “You promise you won’t tell anybody?”She cocked her head to one side. “Depends on what I’m promising.”“Fine,” Carson shrugged. “I won’t tell you.”He looked around the lobby. All these men in business suits he used to fantasize about looked so ordinary to him now, the memory of Mr. Armisen’s impossibly perfect body still.