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Adult Reading Material ***** I hope you enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. ***** Corporate Compliance ***** Chapter One Jennifer had been job-hopping her entire life. It always started the same way. She would be offered a better opportunity with more pay, more responsibility, and prestige; she would jump at the chance to excel in her career. Since graduating college, she was in her late twenties and had seven jobs. She was well known in the community and presented herself as a young, attractive, hungry professional. She had a mind for business and a body for sin. This time she had been offered a position with a national organization. She could not wait to claim her new job and settle comfortably in. Her life was finally getting back in some semblance of a routine. She was enjoying her new job and the new responsibilities. She sure liked the increase in the pay and bank account. This time she even liked her coworkers. Well, most of her coworkers anyways. Her new assistant manager, Duke was constantly making snide comments to her as she walked by. He was a huge pain in the ass. He was aggressive and loud. He played the kind of music she did not care for in the office loudly and walked around strutting as if he owned the place. He was good looking but he was the kind who knew it and used it to his advantage. All the women who entered the corporate office swooned over him. He poured on the charm each and every time and told them all what they wanted to hear complete with a reptile smile. From age eighteen to sixty five, if there was a flirtatious comment to say, the irritating womanizer said it. His gorgeous eyes danced in the light and sparkled with a devilish charm. Some of the other women who worked in the office, dressed in order to please him. Jennifer could not believe female professionals would lower themselves that much. They were all desperate for his attention and his sexy dimpled grin. All of the women except her. She noticed how he would stare at her as she walked by and make a face at her as she left. She lived in anxiety driven fear of his scrutiny. He constantly micromanaged her: watching when she arrived for work and watching her leave. He would call her cell and ask where she was, for no reason other than just to ask. One day she asked him why, he replied he missed her and laughed. That was bullshit and the sound of his throaty gruff voice infuriated her. She could not stand the arrogant Prick. His brand of bullshit charm was not going to work on her. Whenever he approached her to try to engage in some kind of conversation, he stared at her breasts and the thought made her cringe. She had overheard him one day talking on the phone to another executive and say she was a seven out of a ten. The nerve of the asshole she thought to herself. She knew he was talking about her. It was glaringly obvious to her how he thought she was average and not his type. Whenever Duke approached her, he usually only addressed business concerns with her and she watched him, as his face grew more crimson in tone. She could not figure out what she could have done that made him burn with anger all the time. Fed up with his constant un-approving stares, retorts and criticisms, she asked the executive assistant who sat next to his office about him. “Hey, Donna, What is with Duke lately? He is such a flaming prick to me. He seems to always be riding my ass about something. He hates me. Have you heard him talk about me at all?” “Oh My God. I am so sick of this already!” She shook her head back and forth and hissed out a sigh. “I’m sorry, what did I say? You’re sick of what?” Jennifer was confused and taken back. Donna smiled at her and said, “All I ever hear from Duke is, ‘I think Jennifer hates me. What did I do to piss her off?’ Why don’t the two of you learn to talk to each other? It sure would make my life much happier.” She sat back and smiled at her. “Wait a minute, why do you care so much anyways? He is not your direct supervisor and he really is nothing but a figurehead. He’s the assistant not the Manager. Who cares what the asshole thinks anyways.” Donna squinted her eyes at her and then raised both eyebrows and a knowing look slowly spread across her face. “EEWW, you have a big old crush on him don’t you?” She asked taunting her. “Hell no. I am far too old for crushes don’t you know that? Besides, I have seen all the women who come in here and practically fall at his feet on a daily basis. I can’t compare one inch to any of those girls.” She rolled her eyes and made a dismissive hand motion. “What do you mean, you don’t compare to them? You have to know that you are pretty right? You’re curvy and voluptuous but it doesn’t mean you’re not hot. Don’t tell me you don’t see that? Besides, you have a very pretty face and kick ass hair. Women pay hundreds to have hair that is highlighted blonde like yours.” She shuffled some papers around her desk. Jennifer tried to reassure her, “I’ve never thought that I was attractive and that’s beside the point. Look, I was just asking about the Jerk that’s all. He is always bitching at me for something. Questioning my every move. He is driving me crazy.” “Yeah, and both of you are driving me crazy with all this bullshit. I suggest you sit your ass in his office and ask him, if he has a problem. Then maybe the two of you love sick birds can leave me alone and I can get back to my work.” Donna smiled a feline smile indicating she just swallowed the canary. “Ohhh, I got a secret. Someone has a crush, eeeww” “You are so immature. You are being such a jerk. I do not!” She insisted even thought she could feel her face begin to get warm and was sure she was red. She made a face at her and stomped back to her office thinking of his jet-black hair and dimples. Jennifer sat down to an instant message flashing on her laptop screen, “Jenn and Duke, sitting in a tree, K*I*S*S*I*N*G…” She promptly typed back, “A*S*S*H*O*L*E.” ***** Chapter Two Wednesday morning, Nine A.M. Sharp. Corporate headquarters called to discuss a conference which two staff from the office were mandated to attend. They first suggested the manager, Tom to go as a representative but he confirmed how he had a conflict for those particular dates. He had scheduled a family vacation months ago and reminded the executives of the fact. So naturally, Duke being the assistant was the next logical choice. He gladly accepted the role and asked while he was on conference call for a volunteer to accompany him. The small conference room grew more humid almost sweltering under the hormonal rage, which just erupted. Jennifer could smell the desperation of the five or six women in the meeting that raised their hands volunteering to accompany Duke. The executives on the other end of the call visible smiled and some chuckled at the eagerness of the female staff. Mr. Alexander was the head of the company, a major big wig. He was a Greek billionaire who acquired his position by slashing throats along his career journey and never apologizing along the way. He noticed how every female in the office volunteered to accompany his Assistant Manager, except for Jennifer. When he spoke, he sounded like Satan. “Ms. Dupree, Do you have a conflict with the dates of the upcoming conference?” Everyone’s eyes froze, fixed on her face. She was stunned in mute silence for a moment, as her face went blank. She frantically looked to her coworkers who were staring back at her in silence and apprehension. Then she saw grey eyes belonging to Duke boring into hers as she spoke, “I don’t have a conflict sir.” She stammered and swallowed hard. This was her first teleconference with all of the major players in the company and she did not want to disappoint them or make a faux pas. Alexander barked, “Then I expect to have you accompany Mr. Reynolds to the conference. I have heard good things about you, Ms. Dupree. I would like to get to know you and will schedule a time for us to talk at the conference on Friday.” He turned his attention to Duke. “Mr. Reynolds, I am sure you can go over the material with Ms. Dupree. You should set up a meeting with her to discuss the agenda and the pending curriculum. I will email you both your itinerary. Mr. Reynolds, Please email me the date of your scheduled meeting and your meeting minutes with Ms. Dupree. I truly look forward to seeing the both of you there.” He addressed everyone in the conference room and excused himself from the meeting for a prior engagement. Jennifer sat in stunned silence. What the fuck just happened? All of the other women were either staring at her with jealous glances or they were giggling like middle school children and mumbling with their friend next to them. She looked over to Donna, who knowingly smiled at her and raised one eyebrow in an amused way. Duke broke the silence and shock. “Jennifer, I will meet with you this evening. We can meet in my office at the close of business.” Her head jerked up in response to his voice. Her eyes like saucers. Unaffected, he turned his attention to the rest of the conference room and spoke in a low tone, “Thank you everyone,” and the room was dismissed. Jennifer went about the rest of her day in a fog. She reasoned with herself how this was an excellent opportunity to meet some high-powered players in the corporation. She was still in a state of semi-shock. She had not volunteered and had been chosen despite of it. She was not sure of the reason. Mr. Alexander wanted to meet her and he seemed impressed by her. That was a good sign. Still there was so much unknown about this conference and this trip. The only thing she did know was that she did not look forward to her meeting she had scheduled with Mr. Ass Hat, Duke later this evening. Furthermore, she did not look forward to traveling with the Dick head or staying at the same conference with him. Five PM came and a familiar face walked into her office. Donna stopped by to taunt her with her Kissing jingle. Jenn shushed her and disclosed to her how nervous she was. “Nonsense, Just talk to him. That’s all you have to do.” With her generic, ridiculous, oversimplified advice, she left. Jenn sat for a moment feeling her stomach churn and bile start to make its presence known in her throat. Her phone extension rang loudly and jarred her out of her panic attack. It was Mr. Ass Hat. ***** Chapter Three Jennifer entered his office feeling trepidation and forced herself to smile at him. His grey eyes appeared to sparkle and look directly through hers. He took off his Armani jacket and his crisp white shirt was unbuttoned three buttons from the top down. She could just make out his dark curly chest hairs peeking through the expensive fabric. He was a total asshole but he did look good enough to eat she told herself. He smiled back at her and his dimples made her blush slightly. Duke began the conversation in a slightly less gruff tone than he normally used.” I know you did not volunteer for this trip. I appreciate you coming with me. But I wanted to tell you that Mr. Alexander never takes the word, ‘No’ for an answer and you made the right decision. This will be good for your career here. It shows how you are a go-getter and are adaptable.” “Thank you. I saw in my email this afternoon the itinerary. It looks like they booked us hotel rooms at the same place. Will we be flying together as well?” She asked in a meek, shy voice. He nodded yes. “Look, I know you and I haven’t been on good footing for a while. I promise you that I will keep my distance if you keep yours.” Duke was trying to calm her but it appeared to have the opposite effect. “What the hell does that mean?” she snarled at him and intended to give him a verbal dressing down but he interrupted her. “Easy now Ms. Dupree, remember whom you are speaking to.” With his jab, he silenced her. “I am your superior.” His eyes twinkled and he grinned from ear to ear, loving the control and power he had over her. “It’s obvious for some reason; you really don’t care for me. So I was trying to make this uncomfortable situation easier for you.” “You’re the one who hates me! I never said or implied that I did not care for you.” Jennifer was fuming. “You have been watching my every move since I took this job. You are determined to make my life here, hell. You can’t even talk to me without your face getting all red and it’s like the sound of my voice pisses you off or something.” Duke sat forward in his chair and studied her for a moment. “Your assumptions are wrong. I am sorry you feel that I have been after you in some way. I did not mean to come across that way. “He got up from his chair and walked over to her. “Truth is I get red faced when I talk to you because I like you. I do not know why I do; I mean I don’t mean any offence by that. I mean… Oh, shit. This is coming out horribly. I am not saying it right. “ Jennifer could not believe the man was stammering and nervous, like she was. She stared back at him; her eyes were wide in amazement. She listened intently as he continued his explanation. “What I mean to say is, I can have any woman here whenever I want, but you…..” She interrupted him this time, “You are such an arrogant bastard. You are rude and self absorbed. You think you can snap your fingers and…..” He cut off her verbal insults by hauling her close to his chest and kissing her mouth. She pulled back at first and tried to squirm out of his tight embrace but he was too strong. She managed to get one arm free and she poised herself to slap him. He saw it coming and moved to clench her wrist. He twisted it and swiftly in one move pinned her to the wall behind her. The movement was rough and fierce. Jennifer felt her pussy respond with a flood of hot liquid and betray her mind. She kissed him back and probed his mouth with her darting tongue. Her anger had turned to passion. He let go of her wrist sensing her surrender. He kissed her deeply and his tongue was ferocious. His tongue probed her mouth and settled on her tongue. He sucked at her tongue as she stuck it in his mouth. Jennifer had never felt so turned on. She moaned and surrendered to his kiss devouring her. His mouth left hers and she instantly felt the loss; her objections starting but quickly silenced by Duke exploring the nape of her neck. He nuzzled her throat and bit her ear playfully. Jenn let out a shriek of excitement. He continued sucking her neck and licking her throat up and down with a promise of things to come. He came back to her hungry mouth and slammed his tongue in deeply taking her breath with his motions. She reached down and felt the hard bulge in his black dress pants straining to be let out. She fumbled for his zipper and tried to free his rock hard shaft. He moaned in response to her show of need. He helped her unzip his pants and watched her eyes for approval. Her mouth gapped open forming an ‘O’ surprised at his girth. It was clear she liked what she saw. She reached for her skirt to hike it up around her hips showing him she was ready for him. He tore his mouth away from hers and said, “I have wanted you for months.” His voice was lower than normal and sounded like a growl as if he were hungry, primal animal. His hand slid up her inside thigh and felt her mound, stroking it slowly. She moaned at the touch and opened her legs further apart to accept him. He slid his long thick finger inside her. She was moist and the wetness drove him wild. Her pussy clenched around his single digit and this movement pushed him further. He withdrew his finger and reinserted two. She gasped at the width and writhed in pleasure. She was clutching his broad chiseled shoulders as he continued finger fucking her until she was so wet, drops of creamy liquid spilled onto her panties flooding them. Feeling that, he ripped off her silk panties and tossed them to the side. “I’ll buy you new ones,” he mumbled kissing her mouth still hungrily. She nodded and moaned her response to him kissing him back. He plunged his two fingers into her again and felt the walls of her pussy cream and clench around him. His fingers were rough and curved in slightly looking for her sweet spot. She writhed and pushed her hips into him telling him what she wanted with her body. He moved in closer and his thumb began massaging her hard clit. She gasped at the sensation and felt herself tighten around his fingers stronger. Her head was swirling with fire and she wanted to give in. “OOOHH,” She moaned. Sensing she was close, Duke moved them from the wall and backed her up against his antique, dark cherry, wood desk. She laid back waiting for him and wanting to feel his weight on top of her. He began unbuttoning his shirt but Jennifer could not wait any longer, she grabbed his shirt on both sides and ripped it off him. The shocking movement drove him wild with desire. He mounted her hungrily, slamming into her hot moist pussy. She was just as animalistic and primal as he was. She seized his hips and dragged him into her harder. His big thick shaft filled her completely. She was engulfed in pain and pleasure. She scratched her nails into his muscular bare back and he moaned loudly. He pulled out repeatedly and slammed back into her all the way. She threw her head backing passion almost whimpering when she spoke, “My god, Duke it’s so good.” “MMMM…” He agreed with her as his cock was throbbing inside of her. He drove into her wildly, her pussy was so slick and wet, and he was in full abandon. Her hips met his as he rammed her thrusting into her savagely. The want of her had driven him wild for the past few months and now his body repaid her for that suffering. He felt her pussy clenching down harder and she was gasping and moaning louder. Her throaty moans were getting closer together. Duke knew she was close. “Cum for me baby, I want to feel you Cumming on my dick.” His suggestion threw her over the edge and she bucked at him harder and moaned loudly. She held onto his back tighter as her pussy clenched repeatedly. “Oh, God, Duke. I’m Cumming. It’s so fucking good.” She shook and convulsed at her strong orgasm ripping through her body. Her body tensed all over as she came. Watching her face in ecstasy was more than Duke could stand. He joined her orgasm mid way and began bucking wildly. “Oh Fuck Babe, Take it all. Drain me.” He filled her up with his hot cream as his cock throbbed and spasmed. He shook all over and his toes curled. He moved in closer to her and kissed her deeply, this time slower and gentler. She felt her nipples harden at his touch. They laid there for a few minutes on his massive executive desk panting and trying to catch their breath. “Ahem!” Duke’s head shot up off Jennifer’s chest. He thought he heard something. He looked around the room confused for a moment. “Ahem!” He heard it again. Jennifer did too that time. Her head began moving around wildly looking for the source of the interruption. “Did you hear that?” he asked her. She nodded” I thought we were alone here.” Her eyes were wild like she was a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Duke grabbed for his pants and felt something hard in the pocket. He reached in and saw that his cell phone was on. He froze in fear as he stared at it. His hand flew over his mouth covering it in disbelief. He closed his eyes in disbelief, slowly held it up to his ear, and cautiously spoke. “Hello?” “Mr. Reynolds, apparently in the midst of your evening activities you accidentally dialed my number. I have been trying to interrupt you for a while but obviously you and Ms. Dupree were in your, Ahem, meeting.” The last comment was said with distain and sarcasm. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Alexander. I had no idea my phone was on, I guess it was on speaker and I….” Duke was interrupted by his boss,” Tell Ms. Dupree that I will see her at the conference and um, Duke? I will change your hotel accommodations to only one room for your stay. I should thank you for saving the company some money. I’ll see you at the conference too.” He abruptly hung up. END Thank you for taking the time to read my book. Please take a moment to leave a comment at the site from which you downloaded. This book is free; feedback is the only payment I request! About the author: Christy Lynn is a beginning writer who is exploring her erotic side. What she does not act out in reality, she writes about. Some of her fantasies will appear as short stories here on Smashwords.com.