A Post-meeting debrief with Jessie

You turn to Jessie, whose blue eyes are still fixed on the door where Danni disappeared. Her chest rises and falls rapidly beneath the red dress, nipples visibly hard against the fabric.

"I want to fuck you right here," you say plainly. "While we talk about what just happened to Danni."

Jessie's reaction is immediate. She stands, her chair scraping backward, and climbs onto the conference table. The red dress rides up her thighs as she spreads her legs, revealing her glistening pussy. No hesitation. No pretense of modesty.

"God yes," she breathes. "I've been dripping since you changed her name."

You move between her legs, your hands sliding up those smooth thighs. Her skin is burning hot. When your fingers brush against her pussy lips, they come away coated in her arousal.

"Tell me what you saw," you command, unbuckling your belt.

"I saw you erase him," Jessie whispers, her voice thick with arousal. "Derek walked into that meeting and you just... unmade him. Piece by piece." Her hands reach for your cock as you free it from your pants. "Every question you asked, every time you said her new name, I watched him disappear."

You push inside her in one smooth thrust. She's so wet there's no resistance, her pussy clenching around you immediately. Jessie gasps, her back arching.

"Keep talking," you say, beginning to move.

"The best part—" She moans as you thrust deeper. "The best part was when you humiliated her. When you told her she was embarrassing. I watched her brain just... give up." Jessie's nails dig into your shoulders. "She stopped trying to remember who she was and just accepted what you told her instead."

You grip her hips, pulling her harder against you with each thrust. The conference table rocks beneath her.

"And then the demotion," Jessie continues breathlessly. "You rewrote her entire career. Her whole professional life. And she thanked you for it." Her pussy spasms around your cock. "She was grateful. Fuck, that's so hot."

"You watched me rewrite reality," you say, your voice low.

"Yes." Jessie's eyes are wide, pupils dilated. "Everyone's memories changed instantly. Sarah and Robert and Amanda—they all just accepted that Danni was always a receptionist. Like Derek never existed." She pulls you down into a deep kiss. "You're a god. You can make people into anything you want. You can erase them completely and nobody even knows."

Her words drive you harder, faster. The table scrapes against the floor.