All Eyes On Me

The Pressure Is On With All Eyes On Me

 

Somedays I feel all eyes on me. I mean really, it’s understandable, right? Maintaining my composure, dressed to impress, and ready to take a cock anytime – it’s quite the balancing act. I’ve been given a corner office and can shut the door whenever the guys need a break…a visit with the office slut, as I like to tease. And although they all know what that means, they seem to be quite respectful of each other and me. It’s not always ideal timing, but I’m here to make their lives easier – I keep reminding myself of that. I feel the power. And I like it.

All eyes on me.

But something is shifting. Rod calls me into his office. Matt & Peter (VP of Sales) are there with him. They all stand up as I walk in, big smiles on their faces. “Well Ashley, you did it! Not even 2 months with us and because of you, we’ve secured our next client! Congratulations!” “Oh, oh wow, that’s amazing, what do we know?” I ask. Peter replies “Well that’s why we wanted to get together…they’ve asked to modify things a bit. If we can meet their requirements, it will double the size of the annual contract and they will commit to 5 years with us.”

All Eyes On Me – Including the Wife!

“So what does that look like,” I ask. Peter goes on to say that they would like a trial run with me and our sex as a service offer. “A trial run? For how long do we do a trial run?” I asked. Silence. All eyes on me.

“Well…” Peter adds, “With our software, it’s generally 30 days…we aren’t sure what to suggest with you though, Ashley. Not in this case anyway.”

“In this case?” I repeat in question.

“Yes, they would like you to work solely with their CEO. And his wife. She happens to be the CFO.”

I turn to Rod, wondering what he might be thinking at this moment. I haven’t discussed my bisexuality with him. Maybe he assumes, maybe he has no idea and that’s why he’s looking at me like that. His eyes wide. “I am fine with both of them,” I say, not losing eye contact with Rod, while my pussy throbs and my juices drip into my thong. Just thinking about what I might be able to do to her brings back memories of Molly.

A Trip Down Memory Lane

Holding her legs slightly back, kneeling right in front of her steamy hot pussy, she’s still wearing that pretty white lacy thong I bought her for her birthday. My tongue starts to lick her inner thighs. And finds its way to her slit, licking up and down over the panties, gently biting and tugging at her lips. Sliding her panties to one side, I spread her lips apart while my tongue massages the inside of her pussy, up to her clit, swirling and sucking, swirling and sucking. Molly moans and arches her back, inviting two of my fingers to fuck her just right so that she squirts all over my face.

Realizing that I’m still standing here with Rod, Matt & Peter, all eyes on me, I come back from my daydream of Molly’s sweet pussy juices all over my face to say, “I know exactly how to take care of their CFO.”

Rod looks at me inquisitively and says “We need to see this before we can be sure it’s what they’re looking for Ashley.” My only answer is “Ok, but certainly this has to include a bump in my bonus structure, right?” If only I could get Molly here, oh the thought of that creates a stir that makes me cross my legs.

Matt chimes in, “Yes, that’s highly likely, but as Rod said, we need to see what more you’re offering.”

“I have someone I can call, I’m sure she’d be up for it, but it might take a couple of days and paid expenses to get her here.” The thought of seeing Molly after the last couple of years of separation is making my head spin.

Will Molly agree to help Ashley out?
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