Employee Two - Sex Stories

Employee Two

... strap-on. Just as she set it down, my brother walked in.

"Jennifer, if you could leave us alone for a moment," he told her as soon as he moved into the room.

At the moment, I wished I could have learned a little more about my temporary female lover, but my true passion entered the room and I was again delirious with his aura.

She nodded and left the room without further comment. I was naked from the waist down and my breasts were hanging out from my top. I stood there waiting for him to say something to me. A part of me wanted to cover up but I also enjoyed being naked for him.

"What do you think?" he asked.

I wasn't sure what he meant.

"Think about what?"

He smiled and replied, "This test was comprised of a lot of the things we've experienced in this business. Do you think you can handle it?"

"This is easy," I told him honestly as I moved to a more comfortable position. I didn't adjust the little clothing I had on, nor did I try hiding any part of my body from him. I wanted him to look at me. I wanted him to desire me. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to see the outline of his hard cock in his suit pants, and I wanted to get on my knees and suck him off.

"I always meet the with the girls at this point, and I alone decide if they're ready to be put on the schedule. Do you think you're ready?"

"I am ready," I told him confidently.

"Come up to my place at ten tonight and we'll finalize this," he said.

It seemed to be an odd thing to ask me ...

... to do. I felt he could have just told Jennifer I was ready, and I would have gone on the schedule, but he wanted to meet with me privately. I felt myself getting wetter thinking of what could happen later that night.

When the time came, Mom arrived to sit in the apartment while my children slept, and I went to his place. He welcomed me in and offered me a drink as he had done before.

"The man you have become is so much more impressive than the man it seemed you would have become when I think back to the time you left home," I told him.

He froze for a moment and replied, "You never know what things will transpire that will change you. For me, it took the murder of our father to make me who I am. I say that knowing that you didn't come here willingly or with a choice, but because all of life's conditions brought you here."

He turned and approached me. He handed me my drink and his dark eyes peered into my soul. He owned me from that moment on.

"For you, it took years of failure for you to learn what it was that you were meant to do."

I was taken aback by what he said to me.

"To be your whore?" I asked.

He chuckled and replied, "Not at all."

He took a sip of his drink.

"You were meant run this business with me. You were meant to love sex, not be a slave to it. You were meant to use your body for your own gain, not provide it blindly to others."

He stunned me with his words. It felt like he glimpsed into the very essence of my being and learned who ...