Daniel Goddard turned to the last page of the
contract and studied it briefly, then turned back to the front
page. He noted each yellow sticky pad note and compared the
notations to the paragraphs they mentioned. Basically, the
contract was a standard Goddard contract, except where the
notations indicated an amendment. He studied it for one more
second, then began signing. Finished, he tossed the contract
into the out-basket.
His hand went to one of the buttons, on the left
side of his black, mirrored desk. He pressed the button and
stood, stretching his arms over his head.
"Yes sir," the voice came from all around him.
"Send a runner in for the Maxwell contract. I'm
finished with it."
"Do I have any appointments today?" he asked,
making his way to an expensive golf bag leaning against the wall
by the window. He took a golf ball from the bowl on the window
sill. He looked down into the city, 47 floors below, before
flipping a switch on the wall near his bag. The drapes closed,
shutting off the magnificent view. A white composite screen
descended from the ceiling. Low lights came on and a picture of
a golf course flickered onto the screen.
He selected a driver from his bag, dropped the ball
on the floor and took a practice swing.
"You have an appointment with Patterson Electric at
three," the voice said from the walls around him. "They want to
discuss a lawsuit with you."
Daniel swung at the ball. It collided with the
screen with a terrible impact. The screen swayed, then returned
to it's original, undamaged condition. The picture of a glowing
white ball receded down the video fairway.
"For or against?"
"Against, sir. They are being sued over an
improperly grounded power grid, which is killing a farmer's
"Tell them to settle," he said briefly, placing the
ball back into it's original position.
"Sir, shouldn't you speak to them first?"
"No need. They can delay for a while, but they
will never win. They can't prove their case and the judge will
invariably rule against them. Court costs and my fee will far
outweigh the original costs, even if they win. Tell them to
"There is a young woman here. She says she must
"Who is she?"
"She won't give her name."
"Is she sexy?"
"By the standards of some, perhaps."
"Do I detect a little jealousy, Miss. Mary Jean
"Perhaps," she said in a coy voice.
"Very well. She must be special to get you so
riled. Send her in."
"I could have security bundle her up like
yesterday's garbage," Mary said in an uncharistic catty
Daniel sung again. This time he got the ball onto
the green. He smiled in appreciation, then looked at the door as
it opened. A beautiful long haired brunette entered in a
princess Grace costume. She had long, slender legs in high heels
and stockings, a slit up the side of her black gown, which gave
intermittent shots of beautiful legs, and breasts that bounced
inside a short red jacket. The top of the dress opened to well
below the center of her breasts. Only gravity held them inside.
A large red hat topped off the costume. She approached the desk
and dropped the hat atop it, then brushed back her hair with her
"Welcome," Daniel said, flipping another switch to
make a rounded cup magically appear from the wall. The view of
the green altered to fit the cup into the center of the picture.
A flag waved gently on the screen, in a slight breeze. A life-
sized man held the flag in an firm hand.
"Anybody I know?" she asked, looking at the
"Not unless you are a member of my country club.
And you are???" he asked, putting the ball into the cup.
"I can see that," he said as the ball
"Good. That's a wonderful start. And I am a
member of your club, by the way," she said, taking a seat next to
his desk. She crossed her long legs. Her dress fell open,
revealing a sensational pair of legs, framed a black lacey teddy
which hid only her crotch.
"That's a wonderful pair of legs," he pointed with
his golf club as the picture of the fairway flicked back on the
screen, showing the second tee.
"I'm glad you noticed."
"I'm observant, it's one of the necessities of this
job. So what do you want?" he asked, switching to his
"No, a position. There is a difference."
"I suppose there is. And what position are you
"Doggy style, preferably bent over your desk."
"Oh, whoa," he said, flubbing his shot.
Predictably, it went into the rough, but he no longer cared. He
tried to sink his club into the bag and missed. It leaned slowly
and thumped on the floor in front of his feet.
"Oh, bad start," she said, looking down at his
"You... you... you are looking for sex?" he asked,
taking a seat behind his desk. The beautiful woman had him
flustered, something he rarely felt.
"I am. I was told by a friend that as high and
mighty as you are, up here in your lush office, you could be
"Your secretary, Miss Martin."
"Mary, have you been listening?" he asked the room
at large. He knew that he had not switched off the intercom, so
unless she had, it was still on.
"Yes sir," she reluctantly admitted.
"Haul your ass in here, Mary."
"Yes sir," she moaned.
"If you wish, I could just stand up and walk out,"
the woman said.
"Want to bet?"
"Oh, I have peeked your interest."
"And I, good lady, have peeked under your skirt.
And I like what I see, by the way, but let's get to the bottom of
"Oh certainly," she said, turning to watch Mary
walk up to the desk.
"Mary, do you know this woman?"
"Yes sir, remotely."
"And why did you send her to me?"
"Because sex in my office would be out of the
question," she snorted, then straightened her face.
Daniel glared, then raised an eyebrow. "I should
give you a good lashing."
"Yes you should," Mary said emphatically.
"Perhaps later. This lady comes first."
"Yes, literally. I want you to stand right there
in front of my desk and watch, while I fuck this lady half to
death," Daniel said with great relish.
"Very well, if I must."
"Up here young lady," Daniel slapped the desk in
front of his chair. The lady stood and slowly marched over, then
took a seat on the edge of the desk before him. Her dress opened
wide. He folded the layer of cloth back, revealing her entire
lower body clear up to her waist. It was very beautiful. The
black lace teddy moved easily against her crotch, as she crossed
her legs. Daniel ran his hand down the smooth length of her leg,
then looked up into her face. She leaned down and gave him a
passionate kiss. His fingers wandered beneath her lace teddy and
explored her womanhood. Her kiss became far more urgent with two
fingers inside her pussy. She uncrossed her legs and opened them
Daniel popped the two fingers into his mouth and
sucked, while smiling up at her.
"Delicious," he whispered.
"I know," she smiled.
Daniel stood and dropped his pants. He stepped out
of them as he moved closer to her. He placed his hands on her
soft thighs. Her legs looked magnificent. Her black teddy
accented her pointed mound. Her black stockings ended just below
the teddy, making her legs look long and sexy. There was six
inches of bare skin above each stocking. He leaned down and
kissed them both tenderly, then held his cock in his hand. He
pushed her teddy aside and leaned forward until his cock touched
her pussy. She huffed dramatically, waiting for his insertion.
It came suddenly, brutally. She screamed and leaned backwards
over the desk. Her body laid clear across the desk, while her
legs hung down to the floor. The top of her head nearly touched
Mary's thigh, as it hung off the far side of the polished
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