When do I start?

“So when am I going to start learning how to run the place?” You ask

“Getting ahead of ourselves are we? Well for the first year you’ll be my assistant helping research and gather information on guests that will be coming here. We usually get about one or two meetings a week, most of it for run-of-the-mill lobbying and such. For each meeting I usually gather a profile on the people involved including their kinks and how sexually compatible they are with the person they’re meeting. Were you ever good at doing research projects in school?”

“You’re kidding me, really?”

“It isn’t all sex and debauchery my dear. A lot of it is actual work. There’s a meeting this Monday between a Texas senator and an oil executive who wants a favor, so that gives us two days between now and then to get things ready. Tomorrow I’ll show you the Archives and get you started, but tonight you should get some rest. I’ll send Emma up if you want some company though.”

Slightly upset that there’s actual work involved, you went upstairs anyway. 15 minutes later Emma joined you as you were showering. You discovered that she was a very good listener, especially with a pussy on her lips. You realized that you were way hornier than you’ve ever been in your life and it felt amazing.

After the shower you donned a strapon and ravaged the poor girl’s pussy with you roughly you fucked it. A vibrator to her clit the entire time, you made her cum until she couldn’t speak anymore and her legs had given out long ago. You were tired too, and after another quick shower you bridal carried her to your massive bed and laid her down, joining her under the covers. She mumbled a faint but sincere “thank you” and you fell asleep in each other’s arms.