She meets Mr. Williams

The interior of the limousine was surprisingly large, and the interior was concealed from the outside with tinted windows. As Dana stepped in, the door closed behind her and the vehicle departed. She saw two people sitting in front of her.

In the center was a man - probably late 30s, early 40s - guessed Dana. He had a stern demeanor, a rugged jaw and was dressed in a sharply tailored business suit. She guessed that this was Mr. Williams - and she was being honest, he wasn't bad to look at. The air of authority around him definitely helped enhance his handsomeness.

To his right was a woman - late 20s, maybe early 30s - her hair tied in a neat bun. She was wearing glasses with thick, black frames, and her face was fixed in a formal, neutral expression. Dana was struck by how gorgeous she was - and that's when she noticed her outfit.

The woman was dressed in a provocative business suit. The fit was tight, and the front was incredibly low cut - the entire inner halves of her breasts were visible, creating an incredible amount of cleavage. There is no way she's wearing a bra, thought Dana. Her eyes continued downward as she saw that the hem of the woman's suit only reached her mid-thigh. She wasn't wearing a skirt, making the suit almost like a dress. Her bare legs were entirely smooth, and stiletto heels completed her ensemble.

Dana felt funny when she looked at her - she wasn't a lesbian, but holy fucking shit, this woman was HOT. Her thoughts were interrupted by the man's voice.

"Pleasure meeting you. I'm Mr. Williams, and she's my assistant Amanda."

"H-hi. I'm Dana", she managed to reply, stumbling upon her words. Till now, Dana had kind of been standing, almost bent halfway as she had entered the car. She began to sit down, when Mr. Williams stopped her.

"One moment. Before we begin - Amanda, can you please give Ms. Dana something so she, uh, doesn't stain the upholstery." Dana felt herself die from embarrassment - everyone could see just how wet she was.

Dana froze in place as she saw Amanda put aside the tablet on her lap on the chair next to her. She was completely unprepared for what would happen next.

Amanda stood up as much as she could. In a flash, she undid the two buttons holding her suit together. The garment slid off her shoulders, and she caught it in her arms before neatly folding it and laying it over a seat. She looked at Dana and said "Sit.", gesturing towards where her suit lay.

Dana's eyes widened in shock - Amanda wasn't wearing anything underneath! Her body was fit and well toned, and she clearly had no problems displaying it. Her large breasts swayed freely as she sat down and crossed her legs, completely unfazed.

Dana couldn't help but feel aroused at the way Amanda had instantly and unquestioningly followed Mr. Williams's order. Would Amanda have done the same if they didn't have the privacy of the limousine, she wondered. A part of her wondered what it would be like to be ordered by someone like Mr. Dana. What would it feel like, knowing all it took to strip her was a single command?

Her rational mind was losing control as she was getting hornier by the minute, her mind conjuring all sorts of ways she wanted to be fucked and dominated. Her thoughts were interrupted by a small cough.

"Please Dana, sit down.", said Mr. Williams. "I'm a busy man, and I would prefer we get to business right away." His authoritative tone shook Dana alert and she sat down quickly, placing her ass square in the middle of Amanda's dress on the seat. As she sat down though, she slipped one finger from her hand covering her crotch inside her pussy. She kept it as subtle as she could, and as far as she could tell, none of them noticed it.

"Let's begin", said Mr. Williams. Dana gulped, her body a bundle of nerves.