Hostile Take Over

Sandy Williams age 33 never married is the lawyer for the tech company I acquired in a hostile take over. I flew her from Silcon Valley on my private jet and had a limo waiting for her. ” Good to see you Miss Williams.” Said the chauffeur with a smile. ” Mr. Malone has a suite for at the Ritz Carlton in Dallas.” The chauffeur held the limo door open for her as she climbed in, made more difficult by the six-inch stiletto heels she wore to compliment her business suit. She is not quite use to the heels, and considered herself lucky that she would not have to walk around this evening. She is determined to be as sexy as possible for tonight’s meeting.

Sandy is very nervous for this meeting since this her first time spending alone time with me. There is a major difference in this particular meeting that is the cause of her nerves. she had been hand picked by me, I had her flown to Dallas on my jet and at my expense reserved a suite at the Ritz. Sandy is aware that a man rich enough to do something like this expects to get what I pay for, she has gone all out in preparation for the evening. Her day started early at 6:00 am, when she is awakened by the hotel staff for her wake up call. The morning went by as whirlwind, as she took advantage of the complimentary spa treatments offered by the hotel to clients who, like her, stayed in their luxury suites. The bookings had been made for her by the Malone Corporation, and she is very impressed that I had rolled out the red carpet for her. Sandy certainly feels like a star as she enjoys a nice hot stone massage, a manicure, a pedicure, and an exfoliating facial. After a quick lunch in the hotel restaurant, she headed out to a nearby salon, where she got her hair cut into a stylish new slightly-shortened do, and had her legs and bikini line waxed, leaving her with a small closely-trimmed triangle just above her pussy.

After all my pampering, she went out shopping, and picked out the brand new cocktail dress and shoes for the evening. She purposely bought the items that are out of her normal price range, figuring that with all the free aspects of this trip, she is more than getting her money’s worth by spending some on clothes. The dress she chose is just a little too small, and clung to her petite frame tightly across the chest, through the hips, and around her ass and thighs. After shopping, she headed to the hotel, and took a long hot shower. Her legs wobbled as she stood under the hot water, and her nerves begin to kick in. She rubbed her pussy as a stress reliever, and hoped that her gracious host would be happy with what I saw this evening. She headed downstairs to meet her ride outside the front lobby.

A little shaky at first, she begins sauntering to the elevator in her new shoes. When she walked out the main door, the limo is waiting for her, and she is quickly underway. Looking into a mirrored surface in the limo, I examined the results of my hard day’s work. Even to my own critiquing eye, I looked flawless, with not a single strand of hair out of place. It would be interesting, I thought to compare and contrast how my current perfection with how my face and makeup would look by the end of the night. As we drove ever nearer to where we would pick up my ‘date’ for the evening, I felt my ass cheeks grow warm and damp on the leather seats. Just as I suspected, half my butt was hanging out the bottom of the dress, and I had to keep my legs crossed tightly to keep from revealing my wet pussy, which was assuredly the cause of the dampness under my behind. I had decided against panties for the evening, and the dress was so tight it would have been impossible to hide the lines. I did, however, wear a strapless bra, one that pushed my large breasts up and together, so that I had an extensive six inches of cleavage showing in the low cut front of the dress. “I’m probably showing more skin than I’m covering,” I thought to myself with a mischievous smile. “Hopefully,” I thought, “I’ll get to see his jaw hit the floor when he sees me, and then he can watch MY jaw drop to let his thick cock in.”

I felt the limo begin to slow outside a towering office building, and was immediately overcome with a warm flush of excitement that started between my legs and surged outwards to my fingertips and toes. I smiled warmly as the doors opened, and made one last attempt to straighten out my dress, and then sat up prim and proper, with my knees crossed, chest out, and head held high, as I waited for me to enter. When I finally did, well dressed in a very nice pin stripe suit, she guessed my age to be about 55 as I approached the limo, and took a seat directly beside her in the rear. My thinning hair is grey, and matched the thick moustache on my upper lip. Though I had the expanding waistline of a maturing man, I appeared to be in excellent health, and had very wide shoulders that denoted a powerful presence. I moved with confidence, and it wasn’t until the door of the limo closed behind me that I seem to be aware of her presence. Sandy smiled at me genially, as my eyes gazed up and down her body, without saying a word. After taking her in from top to bottom several times, I finally spoke in a deep and resounding baritone.

” Well well well Sandy, what have we here?” I said. ” I’ve gotta say, you’re certainly not disappointing me so far.” ” I’m very glad.” She replied. ” Why don’t you come sit on my lap Sandy?” I asked in an low tone. ” Sure thing.” she said, and stood up. Moving quickly so that she wouldn’t take a tumble in her high heels, she plopped herself into my lap with her legs across me, sitting turned to half face me. I braced her back with my one arm, as she leaned her body into me, getting a whiff of my very strong musk cologne. My attention seems to be distracted momentarily, and she suddenly realized with embarrassment that I’m investigating the wet spot left on the seat by her bare pussy. Sliding one finger of my free hand over the puddle, I brought my hand back to my nose, and gave an audible sniff. ” Very nice aroma darlin’,” I said as she blushed and averted her eyes. ” Don’t be embarrassed,” I assured her, ” you’re perfect so far. Lets take a closer look shall we?”

Without a word of warning, I used my free hand to pull back the straps on her dress, while at the same time using the hand behind her back to unclasp her bra. It is a impressive maneuver that spoke of years of experience with such things, and in a flash she found her bra flying across the back of the car, discarded. With my free hand again, I begin to grope her now unrestrained and bare breasts, squeezing them firmly in my hand. I went from one to the other and back again, touching them in a way that is not designed to give her pleasure, but to gauge the quality of the tits, as if examining livestock. I squeezed and left them, and smile when I see her nipples harden in response. Giving them one last firm squeeze, as one would test the ripeness of a melon, I said: ” Wow, these are nice tits honey. Not often I see a real pair this nice.” ” Get on all fours for me Sandy,” I said suddenly, nearly barking the words as an order.

As she started to shift off of my lap in confusion, I grasped her firmly by the hips, picking her up, plopping her unceremoniously down on all fours in front of me, facing the front of the car. Sandy glanced back over her shoulder as I slide her dress up over her hips, presenting her bare ass and pussy towards me. A shudder passes through her body as she feels the flat of my hand press firmly against her pussy, feeling its heat and moisture. Sandy hears me moan softly, and I placed one hand on her lower back, holding her in place as I gripped each ass cheek firmly in one hand, and spread them wide, to see her pussy and puckered asshole. She moans loudly then, and closes her eyes as she feels a small orgasm roll over her body. She shudders and moans again as she feels her pussy quiver and she begins to push her ass against my hands, grinding it up and down towards my lap, as if drawn by a magnet to my cock. We arrived at our destination.


I return to stand before her taking my time to drink in how she looks. Sandy is a attractive 33 year old woman with long black hair, she oozes sex appeal from every pore. Her tight fitting dress seems molded to her shape. Nice firm breasts, small hips and small bubble ass, she definitely has an hourglass shape but it all comes together nicely. Her shapely legs are spectacular and are enhanced by her high heel shoes. She is perfect. I close the gap and she smiles nervously. I held her eyes with mine as I reach up to run my fingers down through her hair, which cascaded over her shoulders to brush against the top of her cleavage. She licks her lips. I can sense her nerves are at a breaking point. I reach the end of her hair as my fingers slipped lower until I touch the swell of her right breast. She gives a little gasp. I wrap my right arm round her waist pulling her to my body until she is just touching. I lean forward to give her a soft kiss on her full lips. She met mine with equal timidness.