He will review them first before deciding on Jess

Given how incredible Susan’s tight, wet pussy felt sliding up and down his cock, Richard was struggling to focus on anything she was saying.

She kept riding him with slow, deliberate strokes, her slick walls clenching and squeezing around him rhythmically, clearly trying to milk out another load even though he was still deep in his refractory period. The overstimulation made every movement sharp and intense.

Every few seconds she leaned in and kissed him deeply, her tongue pushing into his mouth, tasting him, distracting him. Her heavy breasts pressed and slid warmly against his chest as she moved.

When she mentioned Elena Vasquez, the analytical part of his brain pushed through the haze.

“Why bring up Vasquez first?” Richard managed to ask between kisses, his voice rough.

Susan immediately kissed him harder, her tongue tangling with his as she sank down fully onto his cock and ground her hips in a slow, sensual circle. A groan escaped into her mouth.

She finally pulled back just enough to breathe hotly against his lips, still riding him steadily, her pussy fluttering around his length.

“Because it’s not just her skillset,” she murmured, kissing him again. “It’s who she knows… and who she can get you access to.” Another deep kiss, her tongue flicking against his as her slick walls tightened greedily. “As the CEO’s Executive Assistant, she has direct contact with most of his high-level network. They trust her.”

“Networking 101,” Elara added calmly from the side. “It’s rarely what someone brings to the table themselves. It’s often who they can connect you to.”

Richard tried to process that, but Susan chose that moment to roll her hips again, her slick heat rippling and squeezing around him in waves. The sensation made his jaw clench tight.

So it’s proximity to power, not power itself, he thought. That’s why she mentioned her first… Susan’s really taking this seriously.

His mind kept drifting to the others as Susan continued fucking him without mercy.

The Finance Manager would be a good option to go after first. Laurent was cool and sophisticated, with elegant features and that naturally dominant presence that made most people stay out of her way. Even her own department minimized their interactions with her. Richard wouldn’t call her uptight, but she had a sharp tongue and a controlling nature — with finances, that actually made perfect sense.

The thought started strong, but then Susan slammed her hips down hard, her pussy clenching tight around him as she kissed him deeply. He groaned into her mouth, the overstimulation making his head spin.

Kim was a good idea too. She was far from unpleasant, and she was actually great at motivating others. The ambitious type, eager to advance her career, with that bubbly energy that was almost infectious…

Susan’s tongue swirled hungrily against his and she started riding him faster, her heavy breasts bouncing and slapping softly against his chest with every thrust. The wet, rhythmic sound of her pussy working his cock made it hard to hold onto the thought.

From what he knew of Torres, she had never really grown out of her shell since starting here fifteen years ago as an intern. She kept to herself, though she was surprisingly up to date on pop culture. She was easy to coax into doing tasks outside her department, but when it came to fixing IT problems she was the go-to person. Richard always felt a little guilty calling her…

Susan suddenly ground down deep, her slick walls pulsing and rippling around his sensitive cock like she was trying to **** another orgasm out of him. He hissed through his teeth.

Nolan would be the easiest to reach. She was one of Susan’s cronies and was a bit of a suck-up, but she had real talent for getting the right hires, solving internal disputes, and keeping tabs on all the office gossip.

Another deep, messy kiss cut him off, Susan’s tongue shoving eagerly into his mouth while she kept riding him without mercy.

Bennett would be extremely useful, putting her knowledge of the law to work with her forming contracts and clauses for him. Richard doubted he could rely on Elara’s influence forever. He’d need someone with real legal knowledge to protect him and get access to more lawyers when the time came.

Susan whimpered desperately against his lips and squeezed him so tightly his vision blurred for a moment.

And Susan had also named Caldwell, the receptionist and part-time admin. She was probably the best in the company at making first impressions and reading people. Having her would give him someone above suspicion — someone everyone in the building met and who could report directly to him.

He almost finished the thought, but Susan rolled her hips in that slow, filthy circle again, milking his cock relentlessly while she kissed him like she was addicted, clearly determined to pull more cum out of him.

“Alright, Susan, that’s enough for now,” Elara stated, stepping forward with several folded towels and two warm, lightly scented wet towels in her hands.

Susan let out a soft, disappointed pout as she slowly lifted herself off Richard’s cock. His cum leaked down her inner thigh the moment she slid free, but she still obeyed. She took the offered towels with obvious ****.

“Use the wet scented towel to wipe the sweat, sex, and smell off Richard,” Elara instructed calmly. “Then use the other one to clean yourself.”

Susan gave Richard one last longing look, her lips still parted and her cheeks flushed. With a soft, **** sigh, she slid off his lap.

She took the warm, scented towel from Elara’s hand and stepped close again. Starting at his chest, she wiped him down in slow, careful strokes, the towel gliding over his skin to remove the sheen of sweat. She moved lower, gently cleaning his stomach, then his thighs, paying extra attention to his softening cock and the mess smeared across his groin. Her touch was tender, almost worshipful, as if she hated washing away the evidence of what they’d just done.

When she was finally satisfied he was clean, she turned the towel on herself. Her movements were quick and half-hearted. She gave her breasts a few brisk wipes, then swiped between her legs with obvious displeasure, clearly unhappy about removing the warm trickle of Richard’s cum that was still slowly leaking down her inner thigh.

Once Susan finished wiping them both down, Elara held out the two dry towels.

“Dry yourselves properly,” she said, her tone still crisp and business-like. “Then get dressed. We have work to do.”

Susan took the dry towels with a small sigh. She started with Richard again, patting his chest, stomach, and thighs with gentle, thorough strokes, making sure every trace of moisture was gone. She lingered just a little longer around his cock and hips, almost **** to finish.

Only after she was satisfied did she dry herself. She moved more briskly this time, rubbing the towel over her full breasts, down her stomach, and between her legs. Even now she seemed annoyed at having to remove the last traces of their encounter, especially the warm slickness still clinging to her thighs.

When they were both dry, Susan handed one towel back to Elara and began gathering their scattered clothes. She helped Richard dress first/ Opting to slide his underwear and pants back up his legs, tucking him in carefully, then buttoning his shirt with surprisingly deft fingers. Only after he was fully dressed did she slip back into her own clothes: the tailored navy skirt, blouse, and jacket.

Even fully dressed again, the new, voluptuous version of Susan still looked stunning — the conservative suit now hugging her enhanced curves in a way that made it anything but professional.

Elara watched the entire process with quiet approval, then gave a small nod.

Richard stood there adjusting his shirt and tie, still feeling the lingering warmth of Susan’s body on his skin. His mind, despite everything that had just happened, slipped back into its usual analytical mode.

Emma Caldwell, the receptionist, was probably already downstairs at the front desk. As a receptionist she tended to arrive early. Caldwell would be the easiest “clear shot” they could get this early in the morning. Just a quick call saying Susan needed something brought up and she’d be here in minutes.

But Jessica Nolan… that was even better.

Nolan was directly under Susan. One of her old favourites. Susan could call for her right now with a simple message or phone call and it wouldn’t raise any eyebrows. No awkward excuses needed. Plus, as a Junior HR Coordinator, she already knew how to handle recruitment, office gossip, and bringing in the right people. She was young, perky, and eager to please authority which was exactly the kind of personality that would fold quickly once things started.

The Options were only weighed for a few more seconds before Richard came to his decision.

“Nolan,” he said, his voice still a little rough. “Bring Nolan up first.”

Susan’s eyes lit up with clear approval, a small, satisfied smile curving her lips. “Excellent choice, Sir. I’ll message her right now.”