She takes care of Mike.

“Listen, I think that-“

Angel quickly placed once of her index fingers on Mike’s lips. With the other hand, she reached down his abdomen and between his legs. She gave him a devilish smile as she found that he was already hard. She began to caress his now fully erect cock through his pants as she slowly removed the finger from his lips.

“Let me take care of that for you,” whispered Angel. Mike heard his pants unzip as he watched Angel get down on her knees. Her hands carefully reaching into the open hole and guiding out the thick member out into the open. Mike began to say something, but that evaporated into a sigh as Angel ran her tongue the full length of his shaft. Angel took her open mouth and leaned into the man’s cock, fitting as much as him as she could. Using her now free hands, Mike watched as the woman unbuttoned the top of his pants and pulled them down below his knees. He gave another sigh as Angel slowly pulled her lips back off of him, making a wet smacking sound once his tip met the open air.

Angel, still a bit turned on from her encounter with Victor, decided to offer Mike more than just a blowjob. Maybe something they could both enjoy. She slowly stood back up and backed away from Mike as she neared the desk. Angel lifted herself onto the desk, and in one motion, pulled her bikini bottom from her waist. Mike, flabbergasted on what had developed, found himself staring at the young woman on his desk. His eyes scanning her body before making their way down to her exposed pussy. Angel spread her legs open and let her feet dangle off the sides of the desk.

“Ready when you are…” Angel playfully called out before licking her full lips. Mike suddenly found himself back in the moment, realizing his cock was still out in the open. He smiled and slowly sauntered to Angel. Seeing that he was taking her up on her offer, she gradually laid her back onto the cluttered desk. She felt his large hands grasp her hips and pulled her closer to him. Angel found herself purring as the club manager finally guided his cock to press against her quickly moistening lips.

“You want this dick bitch?” Mike asked, his tone unchanged from before. Angel stretched out her arms to above her head and gave out a low soft moan.

“Give it to me daddy,” Angel softly whispered back. Almost immediately after finishing her reply, a quiet yelp escaped her lips. Mike had waited no time to finally penetrate her, leaning back with his eyes closed as Angel’s warm wet cunt engulfed his entire member. He began to thrust himself into the undercover agent, watching as each push **** her tits to bounce out of her top and papers fall off the desk. A low groan came from his mouth as he started to unwind and give into the pleasure.

Angel noticed he was already enjoying himself with moments into their fucking. Part of her wanted to fake an orgasm and be on her way. The other part of her wanted to see if she could get them both off quickly. She gripped the edge of the desk with one hand and swiftly moved the other to her crotch. Her normal breathing turned into panting as her fingers began to rub and tease her clit. The new sensation causing her to close her eyes and bit her bottom lip.

“That’s it daddy, fuck that pussy,” Angel moaned, hoping the dirty talk would help both of them get there sooner. She felt Mike’s pace hasten and his grip around her waist tighten.

“You like that cock you fucking whore,” Mike quickly moaned back, almost struggling to speak while gasping for breath. His pace quickened much quicker than expected. Angel should have known with most men getting a little too excited for surprise sexual encounters.

“Fuck me like your little whore daddy,” yelped back Angel. She was quickly realizing his quick thrusts and dirty talk were getting her closer and closer to climaxing as well. She wanted to focus on him, but the carnal sensations were just too much. Soon both gave up on speaking as each could only moan and groan in unison. Angel placed the hand that was gripping the desk edge over her mouth as her moaning turned to screaming. Her eyes once against completely shut tight as the tension in her body became uncontrollable.

“Oh…fuck!” Mike yelled out as he leaned back. Angel suddenly felt the club manager’s seed shoot inside her as her back arched off of the table. Her legs quickly constricted around Mike’s waist as she exploded in ecstasy. Her hand still rubbing her clit furiously and her screams being muffled as best they could. The young woman not caring where she was, only trying to last onto the aura of pleasure quickly fading. Soon her senses were returning to normal as she heard the panting of the man who just came inside her, and his cum dripping out of her cunt.

“Holy shit,” the exhausted Mike stated while gasping for air, “that was the best fuck I’ve had in a while.” Angel took a few moments to catch her breath then pulled her bikini bottom up. She gave a quick wince as she felt the material begin to soak up Mike’s excess cum that dripped from her snatch. Angel placed her mask back on as Mike pulled his pants up from around his ankles.

“So does that mean I can stay?” Angel asked, hoping what was between her legs was enough to change Mike’s mind. The man shot her a quick smile as he closed his pants zipper.

“You can stay on tonight, but we’re gonna need you to fill out the paperwork tomorrow,” Mike replied in a much more calm and relaxed tone. “And I better not see you anywhere near Victor’s cabana again or I’ll toss your sweet ass out myself.” With that Mike walked by Angel, but not before giving her ass a hearty slap that caused her to jump from the sting. “Now get back to work,” Mike ordered before opening the office door and walking out. Angel checked herself to make sure nothing was peeking from her outfit before slowly walking out the office door and into the hallway. Mike had gone down the opposite way towards the indoor club, which gave Angel the chance to meet up with Victor again.

Angel made her way around the pool, casually walking as if nothing had happened. She quickly found Victor’s cabana and made her way inside, pulling the curtain open slowly. Victor was still there. He was lounging on the section, glass of red wine in hand, and watching a newly appeared TV that took the place of the mirror behind the bar. His eyes turned to her with a smirk.

“Well look who it is,” he called out while leaning forward to sit up straight, “I was wondering when you’d be back.” While he seemed to be alright with Angel’s return his focus went straight back to the TV. Angel climbed onto the sectional, sitting almost on top of Victor but allowing his vision not to be obscured. She carefully rested herself to his side, making sure her cleavage was inches away from his face, and turned to the TV as well. Suddenly she saw Ava walk out in her royal blue bikini in front of the crowd of club goers in the pool.

Angel could only watch nervously as Ava made her way to the center of the pool. The other contestant, a thick tan woman, was twerking up a storm and getting the crowd’s approval. As Ava made her move, Angel’s eyes followed with intrigue.

“Whoa,” softly exclaimed Victor, “I did not see that coming.”

“Yeah I…wasn’t expecting that either,” Angel replied back.

Both had their eyes glued to the screen as they watched both competitors make their final case while the pool mob went nuts. What seemed like five seconds the DJ announced the full minute round was over and a winner had been chosen. Angel silently cheered on Ava as the crowd began the count down. Victor took another sip of red wine as the crowd could be heard from the cabana. Finally the countdown went to zero as Angel winced in anticipation.

“Oh shit!” exclaimed Victor as the trap door under the pool bridge fell, sending the loser of the final into the pool.