Those were my principal tasks while Desireehandled their calls, which was about all Mr. Carter would let our bossesmake her do. I had to pick up the s...ack, but Connie helped me out. Sheexplained to me that my predecessor had to deal with the same thingbefore she left. I knew then I had to keep Connie on my side to reallysucceed at my new job.As the day went on, I realized just how lowly I was in that department.I was the junior secretary there and I felt it. I ran myself ragged inmy heels. He’s being sweet.“Did you like the port?” he asks, sounding nervous now.“I did. I’d never had port before.”“I like it. It’s sweet, but not like a dessert wine sweet.”“I agree. It’s refreshing.”“It’s expensive too. I mean, not this stuff; this is the cheap stuff. But a lot of this is pricey.”“It’s a nice treat every once in awhile.”“You know what else is a nice treat?” he asks, getting up from his seat and taking my hand. I shove the last bite of tiramisu in my mouth and follow him to the. It's all for a greater good, right?"Dolores smiled. "I'm glad you feel that way. What exactly did you have in mind for me?" Well, you're very talented as a newscaster. You're great at corralling the other parents. I think it should be obvious that we'd want you as the face for some of our bigger activities and fundraisers. You've already helped raise an impressive total for this year's holiday donations."Just as Principal Myers had expected, Dolores beamed with pride at the recognition she was. Her pussy muscles once again rippled along the shaft of my cock. I cried out as my potent, forbidden seed roared up my cock shaft and saturated my stepsister's fertile insides. Her cervix spasmed open and close as she orgasmed, allowing dollops of my rich, babymaking cum access to her most precious, private place.Our mutual orgasm seemed to last forever. I had never cum like that before, and I wouldn't have been able to move even if Reg hadn't been on top of me.Finally, Reg gave me one last.