Coworker -- Goonette -- Pussy

Richard had gone home on the previous day with a plan. He wanted to get the ball rolling, but found that the idea of a brothel was something which needed to be introduced to the boss if anything else. Something which Richard planned to do that morning.

"Hey!" Richard started as soon as he saw his boss in the halls of the building, "can we dock my payment a bit in exchange for me taking a little ride on that coworker of mine who're enjoying the mornings in your office?"

An initial wave of shock traveled over the boss' expression, the unprofessional nature of Richard's words catching her off guards, but after just a few moments; she grew receptive to the idea. "That sounds like an idea. Come meet me in my office and we can set it up."

Richard walked right behind his boss until they both got seated inside the walls of her office. The two was separated from the rest of the workforce as they discussed the exact details of the deal. The talk coming to an end when the boss sent for Richard's transformed coworker.

"Thank you for coming dear, we have a bit of an issue here," the authority wielder told the newly arrived woman whose face was still covered in a thick layer of glitter. The smiling future madam informed further about what was to be done from the insecure woman's end, "you see, employments cost me quite a bit of money and this gentleman has offered to lower his price temporarily if only he can be intimate with you for a little while."

An excited nodding came from Richard's coworker, the mere intonation from the check signer's direction enough to convince the glitter covered woman.

Soon enough, the boss was out of her office, leaving Richard and the girl he had rented alone to engage in a bedroom dance. Richard wasted little time before he stood next to the woman he had been left alone with. He brought his hand to her crotch and started to rub her pussy firmly, wishing to raise the room's heat before plunging inside of her.

Almost instantly, a torrent of fluid started to flow out of the vagina that Richard was rubbing, waterfalls of lubrication formed on the insides of her thighs as the vagina's owner rapidly started to remove her clothes. The reaction of this overactive undercarriage was a clear one, it was an area which was always ready for stimulation. Its sensitivity always making it beg to be rubbed.

Richard continued raising the room's heat, almost gawking at how excited his coworker was getting. Her body almost instantly shuddering, her labia twitching and, before long, a steady squirting stream erupted from her crotch, managing to soak her clothes. Her cumming didn't manage to slow her down, as she was instantly ready again after her zenith of pleasure. Richard knew, this was a vagina which could easily lead its owner to a masturbation addiction.