The Man The Myth The Steadman

Emma walked into the busy office and was immediately bombarded with notes from her secretaries. She knew it was crunch week and they all needed the quotas and signatures to start their week. She forced her way through the 5 employees needing things and signed as many documents as possible before she was able to fend them off. She had one thing to do today and it was to get the buyers settle on a lot and be happy. And hopefully have the purchase agreements signed and finished. She settled in and put her stuff away.

As she was reading over the proposals for the 10th time she noticed that itch again. It was certainly nagging and started to annoy her significantly. After it started becoming unbearable, she stopped reading and sit back in her chair. ‘What the hell’ She said to herself and stood up. This was the first time she payed attention to it since she first felt it leaving the house. She thought it must have been a tag or a zipper from her skirt. She decided to hike her skirt up a bit and inspect the area. She then felt the heat that had been trapped under the fabric as she moved the skirt up mid-thigh as she looked under her skirt at her pussy.

‘oh shit…’ Emma said to herself as she notices her thong had moved to the side revealing her once again swallow clit. It was rubbing up against the side of her pussy and it was not pleasant. She fixed the problem and that’s when she noticed another thing. Her thong was soaking wet. This mixed with her obvious aroused cunt meant she was still horny. The orgasm in the shower wasn’t nearly enough.

As she stretched the underwear back into place, her clit rubbed against it causing her to almost fall back into her chair. The feeling was intense but dissipated quickly.

‘God no not now.” Emma cursed. She had this problem a lot lately. Being so easily turned due to her sex drive going super nova and no way to get relief. She convinced herself it was the teasing she just did to that boy. No way she would admit it was from watching her son blow his load.

She poured herself some water and got back to work. She was hell bent on getting through the meeting and didn’t want her little cunt getting in the way. She buried herself in work for the next 10 minutes until it was time for the clients to come in. She was buzzed on her intercom that they entered the building and she hurried to the door to greet them.

Before she left her office, her secretary informed her that there was only one person there to see her. It was surprising to her that just one representative that arrived for the meeting. Emma was puzzled and worried at the same time. ‘Where are everyone else’ She thought there were at least 4 interested. She quickly ran to her door and hurried out. She stopped dead in her tracks.

There standing at the door was Carl Steadman. He was one of the Partners up on the top floor. Yes, THAT Steadman. He had been on sabbatical for that last 2 years helping kids overseas. He looked like a celebrity walking through the doors. People oohed and awed. Another recent he left was due to the fact his father gave 51% of the company to Jonathan Myers. Jonathan was more of a cutthroat and even though Carl was an excellent Lawyer he was not Jonathan. Emma was speechless that he was the one representing the clients. She swallowed hard and made her way to greet him.

“Hello Mr. Steadman. Welcome back. It has been a while hasn’t it.” Emma gives the biggest smile of her life. She was greeted by an even bigger smile from Mr. Steadman

“Oh, please call me Carl. I’m not my father.” He reached out and they shook hands. Emma noticed his strength and the touch caused her to shiver. She needed to hold it together.

They set off to the office and she went over the plans. It turns out there were 5 clients looking for homes and it was going to be a huge win for her office. They talked for what seemed like hours. SO many papers to go over and things to sign. She couldn’t help but to steal glasses at him. Subconsciously she let her eyes wonder to his pants and could have swore she saw the outline of something huge. ‘Keep it together Emma’ She cursed to herself. She was wrong to even look. Even if she was pent up, she was married to the man of her children and they deserved better than a someone who was unfaithful.

They ended up having lunch at the office, they had a big conference call with all the home buyers and then final got to the paperwork. But to her dismay there was a snag. Cark began to speak

“So, Emma I would like to personally see one of the models. I have a client that wants some additions done and wanted me to see if it could be possible. When would you be free to show it to me?” Carl was a bit closer now and his smile cut through Emma like a knife through butter.

“Oh well I’m flattered that you want a showing from me. I do have others that handle that sort of thing.” Emma was stammering.

“I understand that, but you do seem like someone that would do the job correctly and show me all the things to see.” Carl sounded a bit seductive. Emma wrote it off as a misunderstanding. Her pussy however did not and started to leak.

“Well ...If you insisted. I would be more than happy to take care of it. The clients wish.” Emma was losing her composure. She wasn’t sure if she sounded horrible awkward or not.

“Wonderful. I’ll have my secretary call and make it happen. Thank you for putting this together. I’m sure I will see you around the building.” Carl said and with a flash of his eyes left Emma’s office After what seemed like an eternity of watching the sexist man, she has ever seen she was left alone to her own devices.

‘Oh god this is going to be difficult’ Emma says to herself as she slouched in her chair and put her hands on her face. She looked over at the time and realized it was now 3pm. She was done for the day and needed to get her mind off of sex. Going for a run would do the trick.