Behind the glass wall was a group of cameramen. The young guys eyed Isabel's tits and ass every single day while she walked past. One of them, maybe 24, had a hard body, clean-shaven, and was tan, but she ignored all of them. Even when the chiseled one would nudge his friend each time she passed, she ignored him. Today was one of the first days she'd actually be on her boss' weekly livestream video. Each week, Roberta gave her stockholders updates on the company.
Roberta, her boss, wore a tight grey suit jacket over her C-cup tits and an ass-hugging mini-skirt. Grey brought out her blue eyes. Even in her early 40's, Roberta looked ten years younger. Her blonde hair fell over her shoulders as she checked her watch. Fifteen minutes until the livestream. Robert stood and paced in her 4-inch stiletto heels, looking at Isabel.
Roberta sat down next to Isabel on the velvet sofa. She smoothed her mini skirt over her toned thighs and leaned forward. Up close, Isabel could see the sprinkling of freckles over Roberta's face, and smell her floral perfume.
"We know you can do this job, but the shareholders"—Roberta glanced up at the office camera, still turned off—"will need to adjust to you before you can get promoted."
Isabel restrained herself from hugging her boss.
"What numbers do I need?" Isabel asked.
"You need a million-plus social media likes today," Roberta started. Isabel nodded.
Her boss stood back up, still only 5'7" in her tall heels. Isabel knew her boss was wearing a thin blouse without a bra underneath her suit jacket. Roberta wore the same thing everyday.
Tossing her long blonde hair over her shoulder, Roberta sat on top of the desk and checked her watch.
Two minutes until the livestream.
"I can get the likes today," Isabel said, almost begging..
"Prove it," Roberta said. She perched on top of the desk and leaned back, like she was sunbathing on the beach in a bikini. Nervous, Isabel stood next to her boss on the floor. Roberta's smooth, bare legs were right next to her arm.
The camera spotlight clicked on.
Even though the glass wall was dark, she knew the camera crew of men were watching, too. They controlled the camera inside the office. The light clicked green. Isabel gulped and struck a pose next to her sexy boss. She needed a million likes today! How could she do this?
"3... 2... 1..." a camera man shouted from behind the glass. It was livestream time.
"Hello lovely shareholders," Roberta's voice purred, her eyes soft. Roberta winked at the camera and unbuttoned the top button of her suit jacket, exposing the swell of her breasts underneath. Isabel marveled at how Roberta looked no older than 30 years old. Roberta leaned forward and placed a delicate hand on Isabel's shoulder.
Roberta pursed her red-painted lips. ""My beautiful colleague, Isabel Malone will be stepping into my job for the next three months, while I am in the Bahamas." With a fingertip, she traced isabel's cheek.
Isabel shivered at the sensation and her pink lips parted.
"I'm so honored," Isabel said breathlessly, leaning her butt onto the edge of her boss' desk.
Roberta leaned her chin over Isabel's shoulder, locking eyes with the camera. Her red lips brushed Isabel's ear as she spoke to the livestream audience. She slid a manicured hand around Isabel's waist.
"Isabel will do an amazing job," she purred. Suddenly, Isabel felt air hit her upper thigh. Roberta had lifted the edge of Isabel's skirt all the way up to her lace panties. Slightly embarrassed, Isabel let Roberta lift the skirt to show her shapely, tan thigh. A little leg would get the shareholders to hit the "like" button.
"I mean look at these sexy legs," Roberta said in a husky voice. She let Isabel's skirt drop back down. Isabel imagined millions of livestream viewers groaning. Her pussy throbbed.
"You all want to SEE your new CEO, right?" Roberta winked at the camera. She sat on the desk above Isabel, her bust coming out of her suit jacket. Without asking, she reached her arms over Isabel's shoulder and popped open the buttons of Isabel's blouse.
Although she she knew she needed the views and likes, Isabel gasped and clutched her tits. She felt exposed. The camera lens stared at her. Behind the glass wall, it sounded like men were cheering. Remembering the social media likes, Isabel let her arms hand back down. Only an almost-see-through lacey black bra covered her perky tits. Roberta rubbed a thumb over one of Isabel's bra-clad nipples and crowed.
"Your nipples are hard," she said to Isabel, and the imaginary audience.
Isabel reminded herself of her dream job and thrust her tits forward, to show everyone she liked it. She needed to do more.
Isabel made kissy-lips at the camera.
"What about your nipples?" she asked her boss.
She couldn't believe what she was saying.
Roberta raised an eyebrow and licked her lips.
Braver, Isabel unbuttoned Roberta's tight suit jacket in front of the camera. Roberta's jacket fell on the floor. Underneath, her boss wore a thin white blouse with no bra. The blouse clung to her underboob and slim waist. Knowing exactly what she was doing, Roberta angled herself 45 degrees, so the camera could get the best angle of both of her mounds.
With the camera lights full-blast, Roberta's blouse was see-through. The pink nipples at the ends of her melon-shaped tits showed through her thin blouse.
Isabel ran both hands over her boss' chest, squeezing and massaging Roberta's tits. She'd wanted to do this forever. Her panties were wet. Roberta's nipples grew stiff and hard under Isabel's palms.
"Isabel always pays attention to everyone," Roberta said over her shoulder to the camera in a husky voice.
Isabel grabbed one of Roberta's tits and bounced it gently, to show off how perky it was to the millions of viewers.
"It's so firm!" Isabel gasped.
Roberta giggled and shimmied her shoulders. She was waving her tits like headlights. She knew exactly what she was doing.
Hesitating, Isabel looked at her boss. They'd never taken advertising this far before.
Isabel reached for the button between her boss' breasts. To her surprise, they were snaps. Isabel tore open her boss' blouse. Roberta squealed and sat topless under the spotlight and the camera. Her firm breasts stuck out from her chest. Isabel envisioned the livestream audience zooming in on her boss' melon-like tits, capped with pointy pink nipples.
Isabel slowly lowered her face to her boss' breasts and rubbed her lips over them. She kissed her tit flesh. Isabel lifted one of Roberta's tits and licked one pink nipple. Roberta closed her eyes and moaned. With the other hand, she cupped the side of her boss' tit with four fingers and her thumb stroked her boss' nipple outwards.
Moaning, Roberta lay backwards on the desk. I guess she likes getting her tits milked, thought Isabel. As Roberta thrust her ass towards Isabel, her short skirt hiked up to her waist. Underneath, Roberta wore only a thin white thong. The camera was still rolling. Behind the glass wall, it looked like the group of cameramen might be stroking their dicks. A male voice behind the wall moaned.
Isabel didn't care that the audience was still watching the livestream. She could smell Roberta's pussy. She was in a daze. She shoved her fingers into the flimsy fabric of Roberta's underwear, and into her boss' soaking wet pussy. Roberta gasped loudly as Isabel penetrated her.
Isabel's tight blue skirt was in the way of moving. She unzipped it and tossed it to the ground. Underneath, she only wore a black thong that exposed both of her round ass cheeks, and barely covered her wet slit. She kept her thigh high boots on with the thong and bra. She didn't care. She needed to fuck Roberta.
Climbing back on the desk, she kneeled between Roberta's legs. She lowered her head between Roberta's thighs. Her round ass stuck up in the air, and her thong showed off her wet pussy lips to the livestream audience. She didn't care. She was getting social media likes and her boss.
Roberta's long blonde hair cascaded over the desk. She grabbed the back of Isabel's head and held it between her legs. Roberta's firm tits jiggled as she writhed on the desk. Her skirt twisted around her waist.
Isabel jammed two fingers into Roberta's pussy again, feeling for the roughness at the front walls. She rubbed as hard as she could then began to finger her. The sound of Roberta's wet pussy sloshed in the office. With her free hand, she rolled her boss' pink nipples between her thumb and index finger. Roberta's pussy squeezed her fingers. Isabel's tongue hungrily attacked her boss' protruding clit.
As she licked her boss' hard clit, she thrust her fingers in and out of her wet pussy rhythmically. Her fingers moving in and out made a wet noise.
When she looked up, her boss' bare tits stuck straight up from her slim waist. They jiggled with each thrust of Isabel's fingers. Her boss' round ass wriggled on the steel desk. Isabel kept flicking her tongue rhythmically over her boss' stiff clit. Her boss moaned louder. Isabel kept tongue-lashing her.
"Do you like that?" she asked the older woman. She would be in control now.
Roberta moaned.
"Do you like showing your tits off to everyone?" Isabel asked again. Her boss' hard nipples waved in the air.
"You love your pussy getting pounded, huh," Isabel asked her boss as she fingered her. With her thumb, she gently strummed Roberta's clit and Roberta screamed.
The camera lights were bright. Isabel fingered her boss harder. She hooked her fingers into Roberta's g-spot. Roberta's pussy walls began to shudder.
"Fuck you," Roberta managed to gasp to her subordinate. Her eyes rolled back and she moaned loudly.
"Do you want me to stop?" Isabel moaned, enjoying teasing her hot boss.
Suddenly, Roberta grabbed Isabel's long brown hair. She thrashed her hips into Isabel's face. Isabel's bare ass cheeks stuck up into the air over her thigh-high boots. As she buried her face in her boss' hot, wet pussy, Isabel's perky tits rubbed against the desk.
"I'm cumminggggg on your face!" Roberta screamed. Roberta's pussy squeezed Isabel's fingers with an iron grip. Isabel reached her hand up to grope Roberta again, playing with each tit violently
Roberta's pussy contracted on Isabel's fingers.
"I'm CUMMING AGAIN!" she screamed. Isabel inserted a third finger into her boss' dripping wet pussy. More sloshing. Roberta's eyes were half-closed. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish.
"Keep cumming bitch," Isabel hissed at her hot blonde boss. "Keep cumming and give me that promotion."
Isabel hooked her fingers inside her boss' wet, hot pussy, then pulled out. Her boss screamed.
"OH MY GOD!"
A flood of liquid squirted out from her boss' pussy, onto Isabel's bra-covered tits and face. Isabel gasped. She was so turned on.
"I'll make you cum when I want you to!" she shouted at her boss. She'd never seen someone squirt so much.
"AHHHH!" Roberta screamed. "I'M CUMMING AGAIN!"
Roberta's pussy squirted another puddle onto the desk they were both on. Isabel's bra and tits got soaking wet with Roberta's pussy juice.
The camera was still rolling.
When Roberta finished orgasming, she sat up and looked at the camera. Her blonde hair was a mess. She tried to pull her skirt back down her hips but failed. Her delicate face was flushed bright red.
Isabel leaned forward in her lacey black bra, thong, and thigh-high boots. Her mouth, chest, and neck were dripping with her boss' pussy fluids.
"Are you going to promote me?" Isabel crooned to her boss.
In a daze, Roberta only breathed heavily, legs splayed on the desk. Her naked tits were still exposed. Her skirt around her waist showed off her pussy lips through her wet panties. But she still wore her 4-inch black stiletto heels.
Isabel hopped off the desk and took a step towards her boss in her thigh high boots. The camera had a side profile of them both. Isabel pinched her boss' left nipple under the bright spotlight.
Roberta gave a small yelp.
"Are you going to promote me?" Isabel asked again, rolling her boss' swollen nipple between her fingertips.
Roberta's lips parted. But she said nothing. She blinked her big, unfocused, blue eyes.
"Are you going to promote me?" Isabel asked a third time.
Roberta pouted, now locking eyes with Isabel. The camera viewers would have the perfect angle of both of Roberta's perfect mounds. Isabel knew this.
"All of your shareholders want to know if I'm going to be the next CEO," Isabel said. Isabel stuck her own bare ass out. Her black thong disappeared between her butt cheeks. The camera viewers would also have the perfect side profile of Isabel's pert tits and round ass.
Isabel licked both index fingers and rubbed her wet fingertips over both of Roberta's hard nipples.
Roberta moaned.
"So you're promoting me?" Isabel confirmed. She grabbed the back of her boss' neck and tongue-kissed her. Roberta's naked tits slid over Isabel's wet chest.
"I'm... promoting you..." Roberta moaned as Isabel bit her boss' bottom lip.
"Good girl," Isabel told her boss.
Without a word, Roberta stuck her manicured fingertips between Isabel's bare thighs. She stroked Isabel's thong-covered slit.
The audience had a perfect side profile of Isabel's body. They'd all see Roberta's fingers working their way into Isabel's wet pussy.
Isabel froze in shockwaves of pleasure and humiliation. Against her will, she moaned.
"Isabel will be your next CEO," Roberta announced, turning to the camera. Her bare body was glistening with sweat. "If you like Isabel, hit those 'like' buttons right now!"
Isabel gripped the desk. Roberta's fingertips now rubbed her hard clit through her thong. She was going to collapse from pleasure.
In front of the live camera, Roberta yanked down one of Isabel's wet black bra cups. Isabel's B-cup tit popped out. From the side view, the camera could see how hard her nipple was.
Roberta flicked her thumb over the tip of Isabel's exposed breast like Isabel was a toy. Isabel's knees buckled. She held the desk harder.
Roberta turned to the camera. Her thumb relentlessly flicked Isabel's nipple, and with her other hand, she played with Isabel's pussy. Isabel's moans grew louder.
"If you purchase our product in the next hour, you can get a 20% discount!"
Roberta spun her subordinate so that the camera could get the full frontal view of the stunning brunette's bare tit and barely-covered wet pussy. Behind the glass wall, a few cameramen moaned. Through the glass, their hands were moving frantically up and down their dicks.
"She will see you shareholders next week!" Roberta announced.
The camera lights shut off. A faint voice shouted, "Camera off!"
Roberta turned back to Isabel, whose face had changed into a puddle.
"You have the promotion," she said. Then she pulled the other bra cup down and licked her own pussy juices off of both Isabel's nipples. "But you have to come with me to the Bahamas."
A man's voice from behind the wall said, "But you can't stop before we join." The glass door opened, and the 24 year old cameraman with the hard body stepped forward, a look of lust on his face.
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