Filling Out the Position

Lauren Phillips sips the hot and pungent liquid from her grey, polished cup. Green stripes run parallel down it's sides and in the center is a green symbol of two people kissing and forming a heart shape with their heads. It was the logo of her very own company, Dinner-for-Two. The whole point of the company was to match people together and send them to a dinner sight as close between the two as possible. There was no messaging, once you matched you'd be given a date of arrival, on that date you would pull up the app in log in your arrival, the match would do the same and that's how the dating would begin. Of course, love rarely developed on a lot of these dates, but the app could be used for many things ranging from single night hook ups to individuals just trying to find a new place to eat at.

It took a few months to finally pick up , but eventually with some tremendous marketing her app became a hit with millions of downloads and users across the country. Now she had her own building, her own headquarters. One that stood a dozen stories off the ground and overlooked the town of Mabel she had happily moved to two dozen years ago. This would be the best place for her children to be brought up in, a chance at a good and meaningful life. She finished off the last of her coffee and placed the cup on top of her wooden desk. Her tan cheeks became a vibrant red all of a sudden as she pressed her palms against the nearby window pane, she looked out towards the horizon as the sun travelled down it's final evening approach. The colors of the sky matched the color of her lips and a deeper tone of her blushing cheeks as a moan slipped out of her.

The more time went on her moans became numerous and louder in design as her eyes shut to embrace the pleasure she currently felt. She held her breath and tightened her stance as a warm feeling overtook her, she could no longer hear the slapping gurgles coming from her crotch. She jolted with ectasy as her body released it's fluids, her hands left the window to grapple thick braids of brunettes hair on a head that was currently buried into her skin. She looked down, panting rapidly as her body jolted again and again, into white focused eyes that stood out against black skin. The face below coughed and sputtered with white beads of cum spreading from her nostrils.

Lauren twisted the girl's hair around her wrist and slowly pulled her off of her shaft, which went on and on like a circus performer removing a sword from his throat. They kept their eyes focused on each other as 13 inches of meaty cock throbbed against room temperature air, almost in time to see the sunset itself. "I'm just not gonna know what to do with myself when you're gone." Lauren stated, resting her sweat-glistened bum against her red oak desk.

Misty took a tissue and blew out what remains of the cum that clogged her nose, she wadded it in a ball and placed it neatly in the nearest trash can where it accompanied the many other wads made from today.

"You'll figure it out," she said as she collapsed into a curved chair that resembled something of a chair you'd rest on at a therapists office. She spread her legs wide against the arm bars and immediately rubbed her clit, suppressing a few moans all the while,"besides office hours haven't ended yet." Cum currently oozed out of her pussy and asshole, a sign that this had been the objective of her final day at the office and as a resemblance of what her time here meant to her.

"I was always hoping I could get to double digits with you. You were always able to keep that great form after each one." Lauren said stroking herself and approaching the chair. Misty was now 24 and had been a secretary for her since she was 20.

By now Misty had had plunged two fingers inside herself, making sure to push whatever cum was escaping back inside. "7 is a good number, but considering how active we've been today, ten might be achievable..Maybe I can even pull some overtime tonight to make sure that happens."

Lauren unfastened her tie and wrapped it around Misty's neck, she pulled as tight as she could and thrusted quickly into her cunt. For the rest of the evening only moans, screams, and abundance of curses, and shaking furniture would be heard from her office. As far as both of them were concerned this would be the best last day of their lives.

Fuck. That means she's gonna have to hire again.