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You take a deep breath, trying to compose yourself.

You look Angela in the eyes, a smirk playing at the corners of your lips. "I think you need me more than I need you," you say, with a hint of playful confidence. "So, what else can you do to sweeten the pot?"

Angela raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your response. "Well, we could offer you a significant increase in salary, as well as a generous benefits package. And of course, there would be the added prestige and recognition that comes with the position."

You nod, considering her offer. "Those are all good things, but I'm looking for something a little more... tangible."

You say, trying to keep your composure as Nicole's head continues to bob up and down under the desk, her suction growing stronger as she takes you deeper into her mouth.

Angela raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your response. She stands up and leans over you, her eyes locked on yours. "Have you ever fucked a CEO before, have them be your little sex ****?" she asks, her voice low and sultry.

You feel a surge of excitement at her words, your cock twitching in Nicole's mouth. You look up at Angela, her face inches from yours, and you can smell the scent of her perfume.

You smirk and say, "Nicole leave us, me and Angela have some negotiations to finish."

Nicole, sensing your command, stops her actions and gets up from under the desk, fixing her hair and clothes. She gives you a wink before leaving the room, closing the door behind her.

Angela, now alone with you, uncrosses her legs and leans back in her chair, a seductive smile playing on her lips. "So, where were we?" she asks, her voice low and sultry.

You lean back in your chair, trying to keep your composure as you speak. You have been negotiating for most of your adult life, contracts, roles, etc, and you know that you cannot show that you are finally getting everything that you want.