The Protege chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 2

... vigor you would use on my wet pussy please."

Without thought I slid off the chair and dropped onto the floor, sitting on my heels. I gripped the heel of her foot and took her big toe into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. The taste of my cum washed away the shame and disgust of sucking on a toe.

"Ms. Carmichael... Oh," she squealed as I brushed my tongue along the underside of her toes and then licked my cum of the ball of her foot, tongue pressed firmly flat against it. "You do go all out in everything you do, don't you?"

The fact that it pleased her excited me more. Suddenly the conference phone rang, and I released her foot. She shoved it back at me. "Make sure you get it all. I promise you I won't waste a drop of you tonight Ms. Carmichael. Your sweet nectar is too precious to let any get away."

I took hold of her foot and began thrusting my tongue between each pair of toes. "Hello..." she said with a high pitch as my tongue pushed in. "...Phillip, I have some good news. Ms. Carmichael and I had a very successful morning. I will give you a quick rundown and then you can give the regional updates. We will be pressed for time as we have customer engagements this afternoon." I sucked each toe swirling my tongue to get every bit of my juices. "Very good...n-news in deed!"

"Fill us in Cynthia," I could hear his eager response even from under the table.

She pulled her foot back, "Thank you Ms. Carmichael, thorough job as usual." I popped up to see ...

... her unmuting the phone. "As anticipated, we did close the deal with Kering and with Ms. Carmichael's assistance, we agreed to a full seven years," she said, smiling at me with a flirtatious grin.

"Excellent work Cynthia," he replied along with several other voices. "How was LVMH?"

She gave me the come-hither finger motion and tapped the chair next to her. I stood up, straightened my skirt and walked around the table.

"Well, it seemed like they were using us again to leverage a better deal with Vanguard and the discussion went south quickly. They were trying to squeeze margins beyond reason again..."

When I reached for the chair, she gripped my right hand with her left and shoved the chair away, pulling me next to her with the back of my thighs against the table.

"As we anticipated, but a successful day none the less. Nice work Cynthia, and thank you Ms. Carmichael for the added years. What did you have to give Kering in exchange?" asked Phillip Stevens, Chairman of the board.

Cynthia looked at me and nodded her head toward the phone, indicating I should reply. As I began to speak, her fingers gently caressed up my inner thigh.

"We were simply able to present our value proposition and they came around." I said a little nervously.

Her hand slid between my thighs as her fingertips caressed my ass, sending chills up my spine. She looked up at me with a sexy smile.

"Nice work! So, Cynthia, what can we do to change the dynamic with LVMH?" he asked, a bit ...