Even in my drunken state, I was able to slide my shorts on and pull my blouse on, although I couldn’t button it, of course. As for my bra and pantie..., I never saw them again. When I was finally dressed, then buried my face in my arms and cried like a baby. I couldn’t believe I had let myself go like that, or that Jeff and his friends had done me that way. When I finally composed myself a little, I managed to find my purse and my belongings that were strewn all over the lawn. I found my. Yet, nothing I did ever seemed to be good enough. The big name clients began to go to other accountants and I was soon doing the generic individual tax returns and even being tasked with menial jobs like filing. I was incredibly frustrated, but with the market slow down, there were not many other jobs available. I also noticed a shift, over time, on how I was treated. I went from being widely respected and the top accountant in the firm, to being ignored and treated like I was low woman on the. "Now for your first command my lady." He pulled his trousers down partway. His cock sprang forth. Penelope thought it was nearly as vile as the man. Yet she had no choice but to touch it as he guided her hand to his cock. "Stroke it." Penelope slowly moved her hand up and down the length of his dick. "Kneel before me and keep stroking it." She knelt. Her arm pumped faster and faster, wanting this horrible experience to end. She hoped he would cum before he made her stick. He said they all loved me and loved my introduction to them and they would promote us even more for the future. Before letting me go Gerry told me he would retire soon and this dinner just proved him I was the woman to replace him. I cried and hugged Gerry and thanked him for everything he has done for me.Back at my seats, I had past memories of this company who started with nothing and now are big player in the market. We sell lot of things but it's mostly moisturizer cream and things like.