A late night meeting with Mrs. Pembrose

You lean back in your comfy black leather couch. It suits your expensive downtown apartment well. The maid dusts various bits of classy furniture as you admire her incredible body. With long, dark hair and a curvy body filling out her tiny maid uniform, the gorgeous Latina suits your new lifestyle well also.

The doorbell rings. "Consuela? Answer the door, please."

Soon Consuela leads another woman into the room. You know the woman is in her sixties, but she looks like a fit woman in her fifties.

"Mrs. Pembrose," you say, "it's nice to finally meet you!"

The older woman sits in an overstuffed chair across from you. "I don't know why you were too busy to meet during normal business hours. I do run the company, you should respect that."

"Oh, I respect you. And I really respect how you stepped in after your husband abandoned you and the company."

"Humph!" humphs the older woman. "Ran off with a little whore, you mean." The maid bends over to set a glass of champaign in front of Mrs. Pembrose, her short skirt revealing a lot of ass as she does. The older woman sneers at the display. "I detest whores."

"Oh, don't mind Consuela. She's new. I just hired her today."

"Really? That's odd. My maid quit earlier today and her name is Consuela, too."

"Oh, I know," you say, "they're the same woman."

Mrs. Pembrose laughs. "No, they're not. My Consuela was much older and not nearly so..." She looks over the curvaceous maid in the tight outfit. "...not nearly so well developed."

"But that is her," you insist. "She looks different because she's had several goes at my cock."

"What?!?!"

"And that brings me to why I wanted to talk to you tonight. I think it is time for me to get a promotion."

Rage fills the older woman's face. "Are you insane? You've only been at my company a week, you've fired most of the staff on your floor, and you're making these... these... crude statements! What makes you qualified for a raise?"

"His cock, Mrs Pembrose," says Consuela. "It is wonderful. I worked for you for thirty years and you were very nice to me. You even helped my cousin get his restaurant going. You deserve to suck on his wonderful cock."

Mrs. Pembrose's mouth drops open. "Her voice. It's my Consuela's voice exactly."

"Yes," you say as you sip a glass of excellent Champaign. "Every time a woman drinks my cum, she gets closer to her ideal body. You'd drop at least ten years for every mouthful."

Your boss looks at you carefully. As she looks back at Consuela, you are struck by just how good she looks for a woman her age. A few wrinkles, some gray hair mixed with the brown, but nothing serious. Her trim figure and dazzling green eyes make your current plan seem like a very good one.

Since she doesn't seem to be coming closer to a decision, you **** the issue by opening your pants and pulling out your cock.

Mrs. Pembrose stares at it, stunned. "Oh my... Well, I.... I mean, I never saw one other than my husband's. I was under the impression that his was rather large, but compared to yours..."

You smile at her. "The first taste is free, so that you can verify the effects for yourself. Why don't you have that sample before we talk anymore about my promotion."