Take care of some pressing business

I would like to stick around and watch how things develop, but there's something that has come up and I need to take care of it immediately. My earlier conversation with Dennis reminds me of just the person who can help me.

I look around and spot Chandra. I approach her and ask if she is too busy with her responsibilities to help with for a while. "Not at all, Jeremy," she says with a smile, and drops what she is doing to come with me.

Chandra is a lovely girl. She wants to break into the industry as an actress, and she has great potential, but she has just gotten engaged. I have learned that lots of guys are eager to date a porn actress, but when it comes to being married to one, they start to get a little possessive, and that tends to hurt the career. Before we invest too much by way of training Chandra, I want to make sure she is well into her married life and that her new husband will not put a wrench in the works.

That doesn't mean that I can't be working with her to develop her skills, though....

We get to my office, and I tell my secretary that I am not to be interrupted. She smiles knowingly, and assures me there will be no disturbances. Chandra follows me into my office, and I close the door behind us.

"What do you need help with, Jeremy?" she asks, as she takes a step forward, touching her breasts to my chest. "Same problem as before?" Her hand goes between my legs, and she confirms my issues that "came up" and took me away from the set.

"Yes, I think I need some help getting my desk polished," I tell her, and I take her in my arms, spin her around, and lower her onto my polished wooden desk. Chandra's mid-length skirt is the perfect height to allow me to pull down her panties and spread her legs right there. I drop my pants and grin down at her.

"Is Ryan still ok about his fiancée banging guys at work?" I ask her, fingering her anus.

Chandra squirms and moans in response to my touch and says, "He says he is... I haven't said a lot about you, though... I think he might feel differently if it's the boss, rather than for an audition or a scene, if I ever get a chance to perform for the camera."

"We can do this on camera, if it would make him feel better," I tell her, slipping the tip of my finger into her ass. I watch her face and can't help but smile when the little chipmunk look starts to take over her expression. I wiggle my finger and slide it in a little deeper, enhancing her expression.

I'm not generally one who needs to do anal sex or anything, but Chandra is an exception. I learned that she preferred it, since she is engaged, she didn't want to take unnecessary chances of getting pregnant. I haven't had a lot of girls beg me to fuck them in the ass, and when she did that the first time, it really turned me on.

Chandra's breathing speeds up, and she starts making that whistling sound through her nose that tells me that she's needing more than my finger. I position my cock at the entrance to her ass, and tease her with it. Chandra tries to take control by pushing herself against me, trying to get me to enter her, but I hold her back and prolong the suspense, delighting in the look of desperation that I see taking over her expression.

"Don't tease me any more, Jeremy!" she pleads through the nasal whistling. "You know what I want!"

I do indeed, and I want it, too. With a firm and steady thrust, I impale her tight ass with my cock and begin a rhythmic fuck. The tension and build up from watching the blowjob contest at the house and the anticipation of getting Chandra here means that this is not going to be a super long session, but that's ok -- I just really need some relief.

Chandra's knuckles turn white as she grasps the edge of the desk to keep from sliding off. I reach between her legs and finger her clit with my thumb as I continue to pound her ass. I feel her wrap her legs around me and pull me in tightly. A few more slaps of my balls against her ass, and I cum inside her, draining my balls and filling her ass with my seed.

"Feel better?" she asks, teasingly. "Sure you don't need any other furniture polished while I'm here?"

"I think I'm good for now," I answer, giving her a soft kiss on the forehead. "But if that changes, I'll let you know."

I open the door to my office to let Chandra out and catch the smirk from my secretary as I do. That reminds me to check the intercom on my desk. More than once it got bumped during a "desk polishing," announcing all of the activities into the visitor waiting area.

I look at my watch and see that I have a little time remaining before the first conclave at the house.