Coworker -- E-girl -- Insecurity

Richard went to work again that day with his head held high. His ultimate goal, or at least the one he had considered most recently, was to transform his workplace into a whorehouse. A place where open intercourse wouldn't be looked at with disapproval, but rather as just another part of a normal day.

His thought when formulating the spell yesterday had been to make his coworker more willing to become the first prostitute in this future establishment. With the self esteem of someone who would do anything for validation, he hoped his coworker would be glad to sleep with anyone to fatten the boss' wallet, as long as she was given just a little bit of praise along the way.

Richard set himself up as he had done just the day before, with the computer screen as a window into the boss' office. He was not disappointed as he saw the exchange between the two women unfold.

"Cutie, shake your little tush for me and show me your skin while you do it," came the first words out of the boss' mouth, she had gotten used to this state of affairs already and was loving every second of it. Wasting no time in getting the party started that morning.

Richard's coworker was quick to oblige. Gone was the slow and steady removal of clothes that had been seen the day before, no more sultry and calculated movements from her end, only a hasty undressing that left her nude and desperately looking for approval.

"Oh my, aren't you forward," the boss stated with a sultry voice as her eyes took in the naked body before her. No longer was there any question of who was actually in charge, as the boss sat in her place with mountains of confidence. Asking after only a few seconds, "Your makeup is quite a statement dear. Why don't you crawl over here to my snatch so you can hide it."

There was no question at all about the facts, the boss had immediately understood the employee's new attitude and wasted no time in taking advantage of her validation seeking. That glittery face traveled ever closer to the boss' crotch, intent to do anything for approval.

It wasn't very long at all until the boss had her legs open with a glitter covered face between them. The face in question pressed her tongue into the wet sex of her superior, with which she was met with moans from her boss. Her tongue was clumsy at first, but gained mastery as she tried her best to make her licks and strokes maximize the sounds of pleasure she heard.

Richard couldn't help but rub his hands together in glee. It was all coming together perfectly and it was only a matter of time before he could have his own turn on a woman which his boss would sell to him.