Hospital Fund Raiser

Slavia is 31 never married, she is a beautiful sexy Russian woman. She is at a hospital fund raiser, all the big donors to the hospital foundation is there, vying to impress each other with preening of plumage as well as large donations as the evening wore on. Slavia felt uncomfortable being with the stilted world of moneyed philanthropists inside. She had attempted to exit, but was intercepted in the hall by a large elderly dame of society who enjoyed nothing more than to recall tales from her long ago youth by the hour. Exasperated, she conceded defeat to a boring evening trapped by the old heifer being gracious and accommodating. Just then Mr. Malone, the executive director walked up with two drinks in hand. ” There you are, Slavia. I was wondering where you went off to. Here is the drink you sent me search of. Mrs. Johnson, you’ll have to let me borrow this little girl for a while if you don’t mind.” Having said that I deftly steered her down the hall by placing my hand around her waist and guided her into my private office. I shut the door behind her and she turned, taking a good look at me. He was probably around sixty, but it was hard to say. My silvery gray hair gave me a distinguished look, but everyone who knew me said that I had gray hair since I was in my thirties. Tall and rugged, I looked every bit my role as executive director and I carried the air of authority effortlessly.

” Here is your drink,” I said smiling as I handed her a glass of wine. ” No thank you. I don’t drink,” She countered.
I smiled slyly, my dark eyes flashing, ” As a professinal career woman…I’m sure you want things to go well for you in your work. You are in a position to help your self a great deal, even though you may not know it.” Confused, She looks at me. I move in closer, my eyes taking in all of her body in a slow lingering glance. ” I can make sure you do very well here with my help from time to time. I want to get to know you better and I hope you will like me as a friend.” In saying that I ran my hand down her back to her ass, grabbing and squeezing. She pulled away sharply and I smiled, slightly surprised. ” Well, I thought you might be open to playing a little with me. If you don’t, things could be made very difficult for you and I know you don’t want that, do you? I will make it very worthwhile for you if you will be cooperative with me. I know you would hate to lose out on opportunities that could really advance your career.” Her first impulse is run.