Getting called up

When Charlie had finally finished with his most tedious work, he began walking back to his room, expecting to find Katie there, who he knew wouldn't be working at this hour. Instead, when he was strolling down the abandoned hallway, lost in thought, he was suddenly awakened by the ringing of his phone. Quickly he grabbed it out of his pocket, his eyes widening when he saw the number on the screen.

_"Charlie, you're off work right?" The familiar voice said matter of factly. "Meet me on the third floor of the resort, by the elevators and hurry, I don't have a lot of time." _Before he could say anything in response the person on the other end of the line hung up, leaving him standing there in silence. Charlie shook his head, wondering what Angelique Lovemore, his boss, wanted from him this time. Honestly, he had a pretty good idea. Deciding not to dilly dally, hoping to stay in her good graces this way, Charlie turned around and hurried back to the resort, doing his upmost to control his breathing and preparing himself for what was to come.

When he got to the third floor, taking the stairs as the employees of the resort were supposed to do, he already saw Angelique standing there. She was immensely tall, taller even than Katie, who also towered over him. She was wearing a tight fitting, black suit, hugging her curves tightly, the buttons across her pressed were pressed taut. She stood with her arms crossed, tapping her heeled foot lightly on the carpeted floor, looking around her impatiently. "Ma'am" Charlie croaked, approaching her.

"There you are my little cumdump, come here, I've got a meeting with some of the investors in 30 minutes and I need to get my rocks off before those assholes start grilling me about funds." Angelique Put her arm across his back, her hand sliding down to the small of his back and pushing him along with her down the corridor. "You know, being the owner of this place comes with certain benefits, for example..." His boss opened a button of her shirt and began fiddling down between her ample breasts, Charlie blushed watching the breathtaking woman's finger glide across her velvet skin. With a smirk she pulled out a small golden key on a similarly gold necklace, pulling it over her head and dangling it in front of Charlie's face. "This is a master key, it unlocks every lock on every door in this entire resort. Do you know what that means Charlie?" Charlie shook his head in response, nearly jogging trying to keep with Angelique's long strides. "It means that we're going to find an empty room here on the third floor, it means you're going to take those tight little pants off for me and it means you're going to bend over a bed and be a good little whore." Charlie gulped, excitement and fear both rushing over him. By the way she spoke he knew that there was no point in denying her, Angelique was a very powerful woman, in every aspect of the word.

At the very end of the hallway Angelique pushed the golden key into a door and unlocked it quickly. She pushed Charlie inside and followed him after, clicking on the lights. The room was clearly uninhabited, the beds were neatly made, but there was no sign of life. The curtains were closed and the airconditioning turned off. It was quite hot in the room and if Charlie wasn't already red-hot from his nerves, the heat in the room might've overwhelmed him. "Now I'm no monster, my little cumdump, so I brought some lube for your tender little hole, but Charlie, try not to be too loud, we wouldn't want to disturb the guests now, would we?"

Charlie wandered over to bed, unbuttoning his shirt as he went. "No ma'am" he spoke, throwing his shirt across one of the night stands.

"That a good boy, now get those pants off, I don't have all day." As an escort Charlie should've been used by the direct nature of this particular transaction, but something was different. Usually the women that he slept with at least seemed somewhat nervous about the whole ordeal, or tried to make pleasant conversation before they got down to the brass tacks. But his boss was entirely different. She just need a hole to fuck and Charlie was that hole, that ws the consequence of his 'secret' work on Hermatus Island.

Without further delay Charlie kicked off his shoes and unbuckled his pants, his back turned towards Angelique. He could hear her fiddling with her pants and he assumed that she was undressing as well. When he pulled his pants down, letting them fall down to around his ankles and kicking them off, revealing the white cotton panties that he was wearing, a gift from Katie which she assured him would look super cute on him, he heard his boss giggle. "Look at you, you little slut, I bet you've been dying to take my dick again, haven't you?" Charlie turned to look over his shoulder, putting his hands on the bed and arching his back, swaying his bubble butt from side to side. He was about to respond to her when he saw what Angelique was holding in her hands. Her left was slowly stroking her ever growing, 11 inch girlcock, throbbing overtime her fingers slid down to the base. Her right hand however, was holding on to her, the light of the flash blinding him momentarily. "Come on Charlie, show me what an eager little whore you are for my cock." Angelique kept stroking her cock as she filmed him, Charlie was completely numb for a second, unsure of what to do. His boss did not leave him a second to think it over however, she walked up close behind him and dropped cock right onto his back, pushing her hips against him. "I'm going to ruin that pretty little hole and I'm going to film it. I'm going to record what a cock hungry bitch you are Charlie and whenever I don't have the time to come use you, whenever my job here keeps me too busy, I'll find a second or two to jerk off to the video of you moaning for my cum up your pussy." Charlie moaned then, feeling drops of cold lubed being spread on the cock sliding in between his ass cheeks. He leant down further on the bed, taking a deep breath and relaxing his hole for the pummeling it was about to receive.