2 - Cuckqueen this hoe

DJ’s eyes fell to the floor, or tried to but the large bust pressing out against his thin white blouse got in the way. He knew that Arianna was a cold bitch who treated everyone around her like trash, especially her family. “I’m going up to see Mr. Anderson. I’m just starting work here today.”

The blonde’s sniff of disapproval carried every ounce of derision that it could. The rest of the ride to the high floor was mercifully quick and silent as the two feminine figures stood on opposite sides of the small space. As the doors opened, DJ waited for Arianna to move past him before stepping out onto the floor. The office around him had a receptionist desk that was unstaffed.

Watching Arianna walk past the desk, DJ instead made his way up to it and waited. Standing there in his tall heels reminded him that while PK had made it simple to walk in them, they had done nothing to make them more comfortable. Leaning onto the desk, DJ was unaware that it pushed his already ample bosom up and shoved his more naturally plump backside out as well.

A number of male lawyers walked through the office, most of them studiously ignoring the gorgeous intern. At least where DJ could see them. The second they got out of his line of sight, the hand gestures and whispered comments began. Before one of them could get the guts up to step up and chance a sexual harassment lawsuit, a blonde woman settled into the chair behind the desk.

“Hi, welcome to Anderson, Johnson, and Cox. What can I do for you today?” The woman’s tone was polite, if slightly impersonal.

“Hi yes, I have a meeting with Mr. Anderson. My name is Jackie Haitch and I’m here to be the new intern.”

“Oh!” The blonde’s tone and attitude shifted. “Great! I won’t be the new girl anymore.” DJ wondered why being the new girl would be such a bad thing but shrugged it off. “I saw Mrs. Anderson headed back so it might be a few minutes before Thomas, I mean Mr. Anderson is free. My name is Trisha.” The woman reached out to shake DJ’s hand.

DJ couldn’t help but smile at the beautiful woman in front of him. His position of leaning over the counter was making it exceptionally easy to stare down her blouse and catch hints of her bra that cupped her modest breasts. “So umm, tell me about working here?” DJ could feel his excitement begin to press up against his already tight skirt.

“Oh, yeah, of course! So it is great, Mr. Anderson will have a lot more to tell you. But basically you are here to keep the partners happy. You will do some filing, take some dictation, and in general just work to make it less stressful around here.”

A few loud voices interrupted the conversation. Looking past the desk, DJ caught sight of Thomas and Arianna speaking in angry tones. Throwing her hands up in frustration, Arianna stalked past the desk without so much as a glance. Finally getting to see Thomas, DJ was surprised how little Jason looked like his rugged and distinguished father.

Rubbing his face slowly, Thomas gathered himself up and took a breath before walking up to the desk. He spoke before noticing DJ. “Trisha, can you come to my office please? I really need some help.” His eyes shifted up to look down the large opening in DJ’s blouse. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were with a client.”

“No sir. This isn’t a client, this is your 10am, Jackie Haitch.” Trisha smiled, seemingly at the fact that she wouldn’t have to be the one to go back and support Mr. Anderson.

Nodding and smiling, Thomas walked around the desk and reached out to shake DJ’s hand. “Nice to meet you Jackie, Jason has said great things about you. I can see that they are all true.” DJ could feel the man’s gaze sliding over his body. The flush of heat in his system at being appreciated by a man felt alien and yet still correct.

“Why don’t you come this way and we can talk in my office?” Stepping to the side Thomas motioned for DJ to walk in front of him. As DJ stepped by, he could feel Thomas’ hand slip down and rest on his lower back. DJ’s mind was screaming obscenities at PK as he slowly swayed towards the office. There was nothing he wanted less in that moment than his friend’s father’s hand on his back. At least he thought there was nothing less, till Thomas' hand slipped down and cupped his plump ass. DJ was **** to look over his shoulder and wink at the man groping him by PK.

The office had a very modern feel to it with the large Apple monitor and bright wooden furniture. Thomas relinquished his grip of DJ’s ass and moved around to sit on his chair while motioning for DJ to sit in one of the other chairs in the room.

Slipping into the seat, DJ crossed his legs to keep from offering the lecherous man a chance to view up his abbreviated skirt. Thomas smiled at the sexy feminine form that sat in front of him. He made a mental note to remember to thank his son later. “So, this job is actually really easy. All you have to do is make sure that every partner is kept happy. You will need to do everything in your power to do so. If not, well, then you’ll be fired. And we both know that a sexy woman like you needs a job like this.”

The casual misogyny that Thomas was exhibiting made DJ feel less bad for being married to the shrew that had stalked out of the room earlier. PK’s voice spoke up as Thomas waited for some sort of response. ‘So, new game! It is a really fun game called Don’t get fired! Basically, if you don’t manage to pull this off, well then that threat from the lobby is gonna seem tame.’

DJ’s long lashes fluttered closed as he took a deep breath. Opening his eyes, he stood up and moved around the side of the desk. “Yes sir. I understand.” The word sir sent a ripple of pleasure through the crossdressed boy that centered on his already hardening shaft. DJ could feel the front of his skirt beginning to tent outwards. Realizing he had to do anything to stop Thomas from seeing it, he spoke up. “So, what can I do to make you happy right now Sir?”

Thomas smiled like had won the lottery. He again thanked his son for sending up a beautiful slut for him and his partners to enjoy. “Dealers choice Jackie, I could really use some relief, what do you think would do that the best?”

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