A group of business futa.

A group of five futa turn the corner and come into sight. Their conversation continues at a speed and volume that you cant quite understand what they are saying. Becka jumps to her feet to usher them through the doors, smiling and nodding as they go. Your eyes follow their progress before a voice from the hallway calls out to them somehow commanding the whole room with ease.

"Yes, thank you again for coming Ms. Makimoto. I look forward to your follow up pitch for the new venture project. Good bye now." You recognize the voice as Faye, star of the porn you watch.

As Becka closes the door behind them she quickly locks it as well. Two pairs of heels click, one fading down the hallway the other back to reception. "Im so sorry for the delay doug, just another minute and Ms. Faye will be ready for you.

All you can do is nod politely, staring blankly at your feet. Minutes pass.. a yawn escapes your mouth as your nerves start to calm. The lavender scent and calming abient noise enough to make you forget why youve come. Finally a chime at the desk and fayes voice over a communication device.

"Becka send in my 3 oclock, thank you."

Becka jumps to her feet, "doug yes please this way."

You stand and follow her past the reception desk and into the hallway. It isnt particularly long but the whole thing is covered in single 6 by 6 photos. Your heart leaps back in full ****, each photo a young male kneeling next to Faye with their name signed. Your eyes try and catch each one as you pass but theres far too many. At the end of tbe hall there are three doors. Becka knocks and swings open the farthest for you to enter.

Faye isnt exactly what you expected but to be fair.. you hadnt put much thought to what she may look like. All her videos cut her face off so she could of been anyone really. Wearing a brown tan suit that could barely contain her bust she sits at a large ornate desk shuffling a few papers from her last meeting. Small glasses sit on a narrow beautiful face, tan skin and long straight brown hair. Most of your surprise is how professional and mature she looks, the degrees on her wall make more sense now.

She looks up slowly and smiles, "ahh doug welcome please take a seat." Her voice is calm and relaxed as if you being there to film with her is as normal as a checkup at the doctor. "I appoligize, my last clients went a bit longer than expected."

You gasp slightly, "you mean.. you filmed with all those futa."

Faye smiles gently and tilts her head, "oh no, i have several other ventures. One of which is intimate in nature, a counciler of sorts."

"Like what?" You ask feeling calmer and generally curious.

Faye stops shuffling her papers to focus on you fully, "well, for example the group you just saw are in counciling because they just hired several young men as interns."

"Oh do you mean to prevent sexual harassment?" You wonder how illegal it could get.

"Oh no, they are here to find out how to best sexually advance with them. You see, often futa in power try and use that power to gain sexual favor. Promotions, punishments.. but though successful, none of those techniques bear the fruit of a lasting benefitial experience. An eager mouth to prove itself will always shine brighter. What do you think Doug? Do you agree?"

You listen hungrily, caught on every word. There is something about her, the way she talks, smiles.. intoxicating. Lost in her smile you forget to answer.

She leans forward on her hand, elbow on her desk. "Well, what would you say to this client?" Her eyes locked on yours as she reaches back and grabs the nearest paper. "Now remember, this is our little secret. I really shouldnt be sharing client information with you but im very interested in what you think." Her voice like smooth chocolate, stirring your senses numb. "Ahem," she clears her throat as she reads off the paper, "Mrs. Redacted struggles with her feelings for her nephew. She desperately wants to engage in any sexual activity to satisfy her urges." She stops and stares at you waiting for your answer.

"Oh i dont know... just ask.. i have no idea." You stammer a little, the question catches you off guard.

Fayes face changes as she ponders, "well, dont you think you are a little like the nephew? Why have you come here today?"