The Slightest Mistake
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				Title: <strong>The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 04:14:00</strong>
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				(http://napil.com/Resources/Images/Professional%20Man/iStock_000000682104Small.jpg)<br><br>Arnold sat in his office, staring at the sheet. The Header said Jackson, Peters &amp; Associates. That was perfectly normal. Thomas Peters was his partner, a contract specialist. Arnold Jackson was him. The firms litigation specialist. But everything under there was wrong. Their biggest client gone. Their money, gone.<br><br>"...what are we going to do?"<br><br>Arnold knew what he had to do first. The one responsible needed to go. He would miss his Assistant. She worked well... seemingly. And she was goregeous, which never hurt. But after this mistake... there was no way he could keep her. Tom wouldn't stand for it. If they fired her, maybe they could work something out. Get the Client back. Fix things. But firing her was the first step. He pushed the speaker.<br><br>"Get in here."<br><br>Arnold didn't bother with her name, letting his anger show. She'd know what he wanted of course.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 04:28:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://stateoftheart.popphoto.com/.a/6a00d83452517869e201156f2108a7970c-800wi)</div>&nbsp; Cassandra knew she had messed up. How she had managed it though, she wasn't quite sure. No she knew. She was just to dumb to keep her legs closed. Mr. Katram was a powerful man, and he had decided to hit on Cassy. Well she took it and the wife found out. That was how they lost the client. Biting her nails, she smoothed the black skirt out out of being nervous. <br><br>That was when she heard her boss. Sighing, she closed her eyes, and gulped. She was done for, her job gone. After working for him for at least a year now, this had to be the biggest mistake she had ever made. She was a little spacey at times, forgetting the little shit. But this. No this was big. Standing up, she slipped the black stilletos on again and fixed her appearance even if it wasn't needed. She was frightened, and nervous. If she lost this job, she would loose the house she was bought 6 months back. She had just a few more payments left, but she wouldn't be able to pay them off, pay her bills, pay for anything. And she knew she was loosing her job. Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, she walked to his office. Her heels could be heard on the tiles. She hesitated, but knocked before opening the door. Her footsteps sounded confident, but her face showed the fear of what was going to happen. <br><br>She stood in front of her boss, not realizing that not wearing a bra under the blouse she wore today was a bad idea. From the cold, her nipples was making a fine imprint on the material as she whispered, "I am sorry sir." She looked up at him and frowned. She still couldn't believe how big of a screw up she had become. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 04:43:35</strong>
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				Just looking at her, he could see how Katram could ahve been tempted. Just looking at her, he wanted to try. But given sexual harassment law, which he was very familiar with, he hadn't risked it. Besides, he could find beautiful women that didn't have those risks. But still... well, that was done. Cassie was out. He'd be careful when he hired a next one. He shook his head, refusing to be distracted.<br><br>"Cassie, sit down."<br><br>Arnold looked at her, obviously angry. He looked at her face.<br><br>"...you know what you are here for, don't you? How could you have done something so stupid!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 04:57:09</strong>
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				She took a seat and nodded her head. "Sir, I can't be fired. My house, my bills? Please. One more chance?" She looked up at him, willing to do just about anything to keep her job. Sighing, she looked down again, knowing Tom had never really liked her, not since she had denied him the chance to sleep with her. No, she hated relationships within the office. Then why did she sleep with a client. She was still kicking herself mentally over such a mistake. <br><br>She looked back up at him and sighed. "Please sir, is there anything I can do?" Her brows were furrowed and it was clear her fear of being fired from the one thing that was keeping everything afloat. That and with this on her record, she more then likely wouldn't be able to be a secretary for anyone. No, no one wanted a slut for a secretary. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 05:07:44</strong>
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				Arnold put his head in his hands, not believing this. He'd thought she'd accept this as inevitable. To disgrace the firm this way... it was completely impossible! How could she think anything else.<br><br>"Cassie, you've disgraced me and the firm. You might have driven us out of business. The only way I can see saving ourselves is throwing you out the door. This is your fault, you little idiot!"<br><br>Arnold stood up suddenly, beginning to pace.<br><br>"Cassie, you are a fair secretary, but nothing spectacular. I can replace you in a moment, with someone who won't sleep with a client? What do you think you can do? What on earth could you do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 05:16:16</strong>
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				She looked down, a tear in her eyes. He was right. She could be stupid at times. But it always made up with the clients that loved her. She was kind and generous. Shaking her head, she whispered, "I will get my stuff sir, be out by the end of the hour." She stood up, and proceed to walk out of his office. He hadn't dismissed her, but she was fired, that was clear. Grabbing the box, she started putting her personals into it, looking at a picture of her, Tom and Arnold. It had been a vacation, well almost. It was suppose to be a conference. And yet it was canceled. So they relaxed. Sighing, she put the picture at the top of the box and went back to his office. "Is there anything else I should get before I leave?" She had come to terms with being fired. Hopefully she could just find another job, and soon. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 05:26:44</strong>
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				Arnold sighed, after she left. He sighed, putting his face in his hands. He was being to hard on her. No matter what she had done, there was no call for this. He sighed when she came back in, and shook his head.<br><br>"Cassie, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped like that."<br><br>Arnold sighed pensievely. He stood up again walking back and forth.<br><br>"You've been a good secretary. You are great with the clients. Great with the staff, and great with me. You've been an asset to the firm. But when Tom gets back from his on-site, he's going to expect you to be gone. When I go see the client, and ask them to take us back, they are going to want you gone. I just don't know what you can do to make it worth keeping you."<br><br>Arnold sighed, and shook his head.<br><br>"You mentioned about bills, your house? What is going on there? Maybe I can do something to help tide you over."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 05:33:15</strong>
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				She listened to him, knowing the wife was out to get her job. Sighing, she whispered, I understand sir." His offer to help tide her offer shocked her. "No sir, I don't like borrowing money. I can manage." She sighed, wondering if there was anything she could do. "Sir, I am will to do anything to keep this job, even if it means proving myself again. If not to you, then to everyone. Tom, the clients, the staff, everyone." she pleaded one last time, hoping there was something she could do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 05:45:39</strong>
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				Arnold found his eyes drifting to her bra-less Breasts again, before looking away. This was the way it always went wasn't it? The Employee pleading, the Boss relents, sex. He knew how that went. Lawsuit. But he found himself saying it anyways.<br><br>"Anything, Cassie?"<br><br>Arnold sat back down?<br><br>"Anything?"<br><br>Arnold's voice took a mildly... controlling tone. He looked at her, looking her up and down as he waited for her answer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 05:48:05</strong>
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				She saw his eyes drift to her chest. Blushing, she remembered she wasn't wearing a bra and tried covering up the fact that the material was rubbing against them in the wrong way. She looked down at his question, and then when he repeated it, looked back up. "Yes sir. Anything." She hoped he had an idea. Had anything to save her job. But she was curious what was on his mind, especially as his eyes started to wander over her body. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 05:58:26</strong>
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				Arnold could feel the temptation. Just the thought of it had given him the start of an erection. Everything he knew shouted not to. But...<br><br>"Then I think there is something we can work out. Cassie, take off your shirt and hand it to me."<br><br>Arnold felt the words just slip out. Even as he said them, he couldn't believe it. She was going to slap him, and stamp off. Lawsuits, Paper Articles, disbarment, it was over. There was nothing to do now but wait. Almost forgotten he sat with his hand extended, and waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 06:03:00</strong>
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				She saw him thinking, saw his brain's wheel running, It was almost scary. But if it meant her job, she would do it. his words shocked her. She stood there, thinking about it. Was it worth it? Her job or loosing the house. Sighing, she nodded her head and whispered, "I am only doing this to keep my job." She looked at him, her eyes shooting daggers as she made sure the door was closed. After it was, and locked, she took the blouse off and handed it to him. "Is this really going to keep my job?" She asked, the frightened demeanor gone, replaced with a more confident one. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 06:15:46</strong>
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				Arnold hid his shock when she did so. He held the shirt, smoothing it out and placing it on his desk thoughtfully. He'd screwed up and now it was just waiting for the end. However... he might as well have fun with it. He looked at Cassie, and shook his head.<br><br>"Nope, but it is a start. Now come over here, and we can see just what it is going to take."<br><br>Arnold said, looking at her breasts with a smile. He'd thrown it all away. He might as well make the most of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 06:21:25</strong>
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				She was glad he had kept it wrinkle free. Glad, he was at least considering how she looked. She looked down and whispered, "What is it going to take sir?" She walked over to him, slightly afraid now. This was her boss. This was wrong. Looking up at him, she saw him in a slightly new light. He was cute, just not her type. Sighing, she stepped in front of him and waited. Wondering what he was going to do, what he was thinking, what he had planned. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 06:29:24</strong>
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				Arnold smiled at her controllingly. He reached up and took her Breast into his hand gently circling her nipple with his thumb gently, teasingly. He wasn't going to make her miserable. He saw no reason to not give her pleasure as well.<br><br>"I don't know. How does everything sound?"<br><br>Arnold nodded at Cassie.<br><br>"I like you calling me Sir."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 06:35:07</strong>
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				His smile scared her on some levels. On others, it felt good, turned her on even. As his hand took her breast and the thumb teasing her nipple, she gasped. It felt... good. She kept her eyes on his, slowly nodding at him. Whispering, "what does that include sir?" She blushed at his last statement, before moving slightly closer. Wanting more of what he was doing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 06:51:12</strong>
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				He continued to circle her nipple gently, carefully. He could see her enjoying this. The question only made him smile larger. His free hand reached down, touching her foot, as he slowly dragged it up.<br><br>"Well it would include this..."<br><br>As his hand rose, it slid up under her skirt, dwelling on her inner thigh for a moment.<br><br>"...and this..."<br><br>He moved to cupping her pussy her through her underwear gently.<br><br>"...especially this..."<br><br>He moved to her her ass gently, tapping it in a ...possessive manner.<br><br>"...as well as this..."<br><br>As his hand continued it's path upwards it released the catch on her skirt, causing it to pool around her feet. He returned to her stomach and cupped her other breast, even as he circled her other Nipple.<br><br>"...I'd mention these, but I've already claimed them..."<br><br>Finally Arnold trailed his fingers up her neck.<br><br>"...and this."<br><br>With that, he moved his and to the back of her neck, brining her in for a long, unforgiving, and through kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 06:58:41</strong>
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				His smile threw her off course for a second. But soon she was gasping as his hand trailed up her body. She jumped slightly as he touched her ass. That was the one spot she had never let anyone touch. Sucking in her bottom lip, she knew it would have to be done, for her job. His hand undid her skirt making it fall to the floor, exposing the bright red thong she was wearing. She moaned softly as his hand reached her breast. As his explorations came to an end, she nodded her head. His lips met her and she closed her eyes returning the kiss almost eagerly. After a few minutes, she pulled away only a few inches&nbsp; and whispered, "In the office? Or your house sir?" She closed her eyes momentarily before looking back at him. She leaned in and kissed him again, letting him take her as he wanted. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 07:13:14</strong>
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				He'd felt her jump, saving that away. He'd be sure to pay attention to that. When she leaned in to kiss him again, he knew he had her. Evidently she was the kind of girl who enjoyed this kind of thing. After he pulled away, he smiled.<br><br>"Everywhere."<br><br>He took her firmly by the ass and pulled her in to sit straddling him.<br><br>"I think you are going to need a new wardrobe. Something a little bit... sexier. Or we could have you just sit in the office wearing this. How does that sound?"<br><br>Cassie could probably feel and see the bulge in Arnold's pants. A hand returned to her breast, still teasing it, but a little more forcefully this time. Possessively. It was his now, after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 07:19:06</strong>
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				She blushed at his answer but nodded her head. As she was dragged to straddle him, she whispered in reply, "Wouldn't we want the clients thinking I wasn't trying to seduce them sir?" She looked at him, defiantly feeling the bulge. As his hand returned to her breast, she flinched at the force he was using. It still felt good, it just was different that what she was used to. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 07:29:03</strong>
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				Arnold smiled tapping her on the ass as she flinched away. Not hurting her, but knowing that she was weak to that. He continued to manipulate her Breast the same way.<br><br>"You will do it. The Clients may think that you are trying to seduce them, but it won't go any further. There is only one person you are going tobe giving yourself to."<br><br>He gave her another possessive look.<br><br>"I think you know who that is..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 07:46:55</strong>
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				She nodded her head, knowing full well that he was going to end up breaking that anal virginity she had. She whimpered arching her back, pushing her breasts towards him as she whispered, "Yes sir. I know." She closed her eyes as she started to slowly grind against him, not realizing she was doing so, not completely really. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 07:57:41</strong>
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				Cassie might not notice, but Arnold certainly did. And Arnold knew what it meant. He kissed her again, taking hold of her hand, and moving it to the bulge in his pants.<br><br>"You need to take care of this. I'll let you decide how you do that."<br><br>Some people might want a little doll, but he'd rather have a partner her willing gave herself to him utterly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 08:00:10</strong>
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				She returned the kiss and let him move her hand. Her eyes opened as she realized what she was doing. His words didn't go unnoticed though. She nodded her head and asked, "How would you want me to sir?" She looked into eyes, wanting his opinion before she took action. Her hand stroked him through the pants as her free one started to undo them, working towards freeing him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 08:05:20</strong>
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				He tapped her ass again his hand, not wanting any back talk, even if it was just her seeking his advice. She was doing fine, but he still wanted her willing participation.<br><br>"I said that you should choose, and I meant it."<br><br>He didn't let his hand leave her ass, just softly massaging the cheek, noticing she was sensitive there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 08:09:49</strong>
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				She nodded her head and stood up slowly. Pulling her thong down and then his pants, she straddled him again. His hand on her ass didn't bother her anymore as she slid his cock inside her. Moaning softly, she impaled herself on him and whispered, "When you decided to take me there, please be gentle." She was talking about her ass, hoping he would do just that for her. Slowly she began to move her hips around his cock. Moving side to side, then up and down, moving anyway to make it feel good for him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 08:35:42</strong>
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				Arnold nodded as she moved ontop of him, enjoying the feeling of being inside his beatiful secretary. Just earlier, he'd thought of her as impossible. And now she was straddling, fucking him willingly, a toy. Requesting that he be gentle when he fucked her ass, even as she knew he would. He leaned up, whispering to her.<br><br>"We'll see. Do well, and I will be as gentle as possible."<br><br>He brough his hands up to her magnificent breasts, massaging them both gently as she fucked him.<br><br>"Cassie, who do you belong to?"<br><br>He asked the question. The answer was obvious, but he would hear her say with that beautiful mouth of hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 08:44:34</strong>
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				She nodded her head, now aiming to do better then he expected. Better then he thought she could do, just for him to be gentle on his goal, her ass. She moaned as he started to massage her boobs, and he started to hit her g-spot. <br><br>"You, sir. This is your body sir." She looked down at him, her movements growing slightly faster. She leaned down and kissed him, wanting to feel his lips on hers, his tongue against hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 08:48:23</strong>
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				Arnold grunted as it got better. Cassie was doing a damn fine job. He continued to massage her breasts, enjoying her arousal. Not only as she his, but she was enjoying it. He kissed her back fiercly breaking off.<br><br>"And you love it don't you? You love your body belonging to me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 08:55:28</strong>
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				She nodded her head and whispered, "Please, fuck your pussy," She stood up, pulling herself from his body as she bent over his desk. She looked back at him, her body clearly telling him what she wanted. She smiled, thinking back to this morning. She would have never imagined being in here fucking the boss just to save her job, let alone, letting him own her body and do as he wished. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 09:07:19</strong>
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				Arnold as a little dissapointed when she pulled off of him, but that was dealt with easily enough. He stood up from the chair teasing her entrace with his dick as his hands sought out her Breasts again.<br><br>"I think I'll do that, Cassie."<br><br>With that, he stopped the teasing and entered her with one smooth stroke. He began thrust in and out, setting up a quick rythmn, massaging her breasts in time with it. He was coming close, as she could probably tell, but he was going to see her orgasm before he finally went.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 09:14:01</strong>
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				She saw the disappointment, hoping she hadn't pissed him off. But soon he was standing and she smiled. Whimpering as he teased her, she nodded her head. "Please. Claim it." She whispered. She could tell he was close to the same orgasm as she was. She knew if he fucked her hard, she would cum then for him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 09:18:13</strong>
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				Arnold did just that, pulling in and out, giving her that fucking she obviously desired. He aimed, trying to hit her g-spot, wanting to see her give everything to him. He leaned closer, his arms coming away from her breasts to support him.<br><br>"You like getting fucked, Cassie? Are you looking forward to me taking this beautiful ass of yours?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 09:21:57</strong>
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				She moaned his name and nodded her head. "God yes, I am." She surprised herself, but knew it was true. She wanted him to take her, wanted him to claim every inch of her. She felt herself clamp down on him, her pussy rippling against his cock as he continued to fuck her. "Yes, harder please sir." She whimpered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 09:26:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arnold complied with her wishes, fucking her harder, long powerful strokes, still aimed at giving her the most stimulation. Her own attempts were not unnoticed, and he felt himself coming closer. He redoubled her efforts trying to push her over the limits.<br><br>"You want to be utterly mine, a plaything for me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 00:17:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he moved even faster and harder into her pussy, she finally cam around his cock. Moaning, she smiled back at him as her body shivered from the pleasure. She nodded her head and whispered, "Yes," She still couldn't believe that she was wanting this, craving this. She never would have thought this day would end with this. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 04:32:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arnold came as well, as watched the beautiful woman shuddering in ecstasy from being his toy. He could get used to this. He came inside her, not wanting to make a mess on his desk.<br><br>"You should probably get on Birth Control, if you aren't already on it."<br><br>Arnold was pretty sure she was. As much as he liked this, he wasn't about to get her pregnant. He was pretty sure she was on it already. He leaned over, kissed the back of her neck, and pulled out of her.<br><br>"Get dressed. I'll keep these, so I advise you not let your skirt split."<br><br>He picked up her panties and tossed them in a desk drawer. He looked at the clock. Just an hour till 5 o'clock, when the office closed.<br><br>"Be at my apartment, 6:00 sharp. Wear the sluttiest clothing you own. Until then, get back to work Cassie. You are still my secretary, afte all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 04:40:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling him cum, she moaned again and pushed back on him. His words registering in her mind, making her head nod. She was defiantly protected. In ways he didn't know of. She was tied, no way of having kids anyways. She groaned as he pulled out of her and soon was getting dressed herself. She smiled at him and said, "Yes sir." She quickly walked out of his office, thinking about what she could wear. She had the perfect outfit and waited for the time to come around. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 04:50:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arnold spent the time till 5 working on saving Cassie's ass (only figuratively.) She'd dug herself pretty deep, but he'd have to find a way to do it. As 5:00 rolled around he stood up. Cassie's office was right outside his, and shielded from view. As he walked past her desk, he gave her breast a light rub, curious if she was still aroused.<br><br>"I'm looking forward to seeing you at 6."<br><br>The drive home was a blur, and when 6 rolled around, he was sitting in his armchair in his living room, dressed more casually in a polo and slacks, waiting for Cassie. He was certain that she would be there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 05:46:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the time came around for the office to close up, she had thought about what had happened then entire hour. She saw him come towards her, feel her, making her whimper and reminded her of six o'clock. Nodding her head, she stood up and followed him out of the office. <br><br>As six came near, she reached his house, wearing a corset and a miniskirt. Taking a deep breath, she walked up to his door, her white stilletos matching the skirt exactly. Taking in another deep breath, she knocked on the door and waited. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 06:05:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arnold got up and opened the door, taking a good look at Cassie. He smiled as he did.<br><br>"Well done. You may come inside. You look just perfect. Everything outfit your wear to work will be this slutty. Or more."<br><br>Arnold reached out to cup her breast, giving it a light bounce before stepping aside for her to enter the apartment. So they could get to work.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Aura</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 06:15:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed as he complimented her. "Yes sir." She whispered. She was afraid the clients would frown on it, however to keep her job, she would do whatever he said. She gasped as he grabbed her breast. Smiling, she walked into his apartment and waited for him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Slightest Mistake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tackyhillbilly</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 07:45:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arnold walked back to his chair, eyes never leaving her body as he did.<br><br>"Turn around for me Cassie. Slowly. I want to take a good look at my new possession."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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