See what she does next

You reach out to her breast and stroke it, but let her continue at her own pace. Faye drops her hand to your balls, and moans louder when you pinch a nipple. Her fingers deftly caress your sack as she takes your cock deeper down her throat. She is still looking up at you, a deep lust in her eyes, as she pushes her face in and out. Her lips touch your pubes a few times, and then she pulls off with a pop. She is panting as she watches you.

You pull her up to standing, bringing a gasp from her throat. "This is an expert service your company provides," you say. You keep one hand on a breast as the other reaches for the zipper on her skirt. Faye's eyes open in surprise and excitement.

"Let's see what other assets your company has to offer, shall we?" you say, waiting to see if she says no. You lower the zipper and dexterously unsnap the fastener. She does nothing to stop you, and you let the skirt fall to the floor. She has no panties on. She was prepared for this outcome. Good girl!

"I see your company isn't hiding anything, Faye."

"If you would probe my company's balance sheet, I'm sure that we'll both be quite satisfied," she says as she drops her shoulders to let her blouse slide off to the floor, and then leans forward a bit to let her bra do the same. Faye is now completely nude.

She seems totally willing to do whatever you want. You step closer, one hand on her breast, the other on her ass, pulling her into contact with your cock. She gasps and moans at the same time. You grab her head and hold it while you kiss her lips fervently, sliding your tongue inside her mouth. Faye kisses back and puts her arms around your neck. You make out while you fondle her boob and grab her ass.

Suddenly, you break the kiss and spin her around. She gasps, then moans as you push her down on your desk, mashing her pretty breasts into the wood.

"I'm ready for my audit!" she cries, turning her head back to gaze at you, eyes blazing with desire.

You run your fingers through her slit. She's wet as a whistle. You tuck your cock into her cunt and thrust viciously forward, piercing her to the core. She groans loudly, "Yes!"

You grope her ass, digging your fingers into her soft flesh, as you pound her. Her moans fill the room. "Your bottom line is firm." You're having trouble coming up with more financial terms, so you grab her shoulders and use them to pull you into her sweet cunt, simply pummeling her.

You both just grunt and fuck, you pounding her mercilessly, her pushing back into you and squeezing her inner muscles. Her moans fill the room, rising and falling, but always going up a little higher.

Suddenly, Faye lifts her head off the desk, arching her back severely, as she screams, "John! Yes! YES! I'm fucking coming!" Her pussy squishes your cock as you pummel her sex. Your brain explodes as you erupt inside her, shooting volley after volley of hot sperm deep into her willing cunt. She keeps screaming wordlessly as you fill her up. You keep drilling her, even after your orgasm stopped, until she slumps, her climax over. You both pant hard, and you slip from her still spasming cunt. You tuck in and zip up. You straighten you tie. Cum spills from her pussy down her leg.

You take her shoulder and pull her up to standing. She turns to you with the languid eyes and slack face of someone thoroughly fucked. Her knees give and she starts to slump, but you catch her. She grips your forearms.

"I'm a little unstable. I'm not used to being fucked so completely," Faye says shakily. "Jesus, you look like you do this every day, and you're no worse for wear!"

"I pretty much do, as you may have figured from this morning," you say with a smirk. You steer her to your desk chair and she sits, still recovering from the royal fucking you gave her. You pour her a glass of water from your pitcher on the sideboard.

"Thanks, I needed this," she replies with a smile. She drinks with a shiver, making her breasts wobble nicely.

"If you ever need to make another 'sales call', don't hesitate. It was fun and exciting. You're a very responsive woman."

Her eyes bore into you with fire behind them. "You are a brute. Sometimes that's just what I need."

You hand her bra and blouse to her, and she starts dressing. You have her skirt in your hand, and she stands, but you grab her and kiss her, fondling her bare ass. Then you hand her the skirt. She grins and finishes dressing. You help her straighten everything and get presentable.

"If you want to actually discuss our services, you have my card." She smiles, caresses your cheek, and heads out the door. You watch her ass sway on her way out, her steps a little uncertain.