As Jake was undressing, Margaret and Kiera entered the locker room.
“Good morning, ladies,” Jake said as he slid his boxers down.
“Good morning, Jake,” Margaret greeted. “The Smithsons should be here around two this afternoon. I assume that you are fully prepared for the presentation?”
“Yes ma’am. Jessica, Emily and I went over the file yesterday and Shayla has all of the marketing materials ready,” Jake replied.
Kiera was ogling Jake as she removed her clothing. “Anything I can do to help?” she asked. Jake looked over at her and smiled, causing her insides to flutter.
"Actually, Kiera, I think it would be helpful if Jake went over the presentation with you this morning. It will give him a chance to practice one more time and give you an idea of what we do for our clients,” Margaret answered as she hung her blouse on a hanger and unclasped her bra.
Kiera's eyes lit up. "Of course, I'd be happy to help in any way I can."
Once naked, Margaret approached Jake. "I watched the video of your preparation session yesterday," she said, her voice low. "I was very impressed with how… accommodating you were."
Jake felt his face flush slightly, his cock twitching at the memory of being pegged by Jessica. "I, uh… I try to be a team player," he stammered.
Margaret laughed softly. "That's exactly the attitude I like to see." She patted his bare ass as she walked past him towards the office.
Kiera sidled up to Jake, her full breasts brushing against his chest. "What’s grandma talking about?" she asked, assuming there was more to the preparation than just going over boring facts and figures.
Jake's felt himself start to swell at her proximity. "Oh, you know… just making sure we're prepared for anything the clients might want."
Kiera's fingers lightly traced along his slowly stiffening penis. "I hope there will be more to your presentation than just going over some dull figures,” she purred, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Jake's breath hitched as Kiera's delicate touch sent shivers through his body. "I’m sure we’ll be able to come up with something that will make reviewing their portfolio a little less tedious," he chuckled.
Kiera grinned, giving Jake's now fully erect cock a squeeze. "Grandma said that I’m here to learn,” she quipped as she released his member with a giggle and bounded out of the locker room with youthful energy.
Jake smiled and shook his head as he watched Kiera’s slightly plump, freckled bottom jiggle as she left. He was glad that he spent last night reviewing the presentation, because he was sure that Kiera had no interest in discussing the Smithson’s account.
—oOo—
A red light on Margaret’s phone flashed three times. She rose from her desk and made her way to the hidden closet in her opulent office. With practiced ease, she donned a silky robe to cover her naked body and stepped into a pair of slippers. Her eyes then traveled to the painting of her late husband, his kindly face looking down at her. She ran her finger along the edge of the antique frame, causing a biometric sensor to register her touch and section of the bookshelf to swing open revealing a secret opening.
She stepped into the dimly lit room beyond, the bookshelf sliding shut behind her with a soft whisper of movement. Shadows danced along the walls, cast by the faint glow of hidden lights. She moved purposefully towards an office chair positioned in front of a bank of dark monitors. Settling into the chair, she felt its cool leather embrace her as she reached for the keyboard.
The main monitor flickered and sprang to life with a gentle hum, revealing a figure seated in a tall wing-back leather chair. The room was shrouded in darkness, with only a single light in the background, casting an eerie glow that illuminated the edges of the chair, leaving the figure’s face and features obscured in shadow. Although the mysterious person was shrouded, their aura exuded authority and demanded attention.
"Jake seems to be fitting in well," Margaret said quietly, her demeanor one of submission towards the unknown person.
The figure responded with a voice raspy but authoritative, “I am aware, I have been monitoring the situation. The girls seem to be making him feel welcome.”
Margaret's lips curved into a slight grin as a chuckle escaped them. "They always do," she replied.
The figure turned slightly in the chair, the glow from the light casting sinister shadows, but still concealing their face. “And his sessions with Dr. Caldwell?”
Margaret replied, “He met with her for the second time yesterday. She reported excellent progress.”
The status update was met with a slight nod. “I have wired the initial payment into your account.” The figure reached for something off screen and the monitor went dark.
—oOo—
Jake had just settled into his office chair when Kiera bounced into his office, closing the door behind her with a soft click. She made her way over, her freckled skin catching the morning light streaming through the windows.
"So, I guess we need to go over this VERY important presentation," she huffed, rolling her eyes. She hopped up on the edge of the desk in front of him, spreading her legs and swinging them back and forth playfully. Her eyes twinkled and a teasing smile played on her lips.
Jake cleared his throat, trying to maintain his professionalism despite the tempting sight of Kiera’s exposed pussy right in front of him. "Of course. Let me pull up the Smithson file. We should probably start with the financials…"
"Booorrriiing," Kiera interrupted, sliding off the desk and plopping down on his lap in one fluid motion. "Grandma said you had to go over the presentation with me, but she didn’t specify what part of the presentation.” She leaned in and began nibbling on his earlobe.
"Kiera," Jake admonished, trying to sound stern, "I believe that Margaret wants me to review the actual sales presentation with you."
Kiera pouted playfully. Her eyes sparked with mischief as she reached down between his legs, her fingers dancing lightly over his already hardening cock. "Um, It doesn’t feel like sales projections are what’s on your mind,” she teased. “But, tell ya what, I listen to your dull presentation as long as you’re fucking me while doing it. That way if Grandma asks, you don’t have to lie,” she giggled.
"I see you are already learning the art of negotiation," Jake murmured, his voice a soft rumble as he assisted Kiera in repositioning herself on his lap. Her eyes sparkled with lust and excitement. She let out a delighted, breathy squeal as he gradually guided her down, slowly sinking into her velvety soft, slick cunt.
"Mmm, that's more like it," Kiera purred, beginning to rock her hips. "Now, do as grandma says and tell me all about the boring Smithson accounts."
Jake looked over Kiera’s shoulder at the presentation slides on his computer monitor, trying to focus as she slowly ground her hips, her tight pussy enveloping him. He began going over the sales projections and suggested operation procedure modifications.
"Oh god, I love projections," Kiera moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her large breasts into his chest and she began to slowly lift herself up and drop back down.
Jake struggled to maintain his composure as Kiera's warm, wet pussy slid up and down his shaft. He continued reviewing the presentation, his voice wavering slightly. "Um, the Smithsons' current operational efficiency is only at 69%,” Jake grunted.
Kiera let out a breathy moan. "Oh yes, 69," she purred, increasing her pace. Her full breasts bouncing enticingly with her movements.
Jake's hands gripped Kiera's ass, his fingers kneading the soft flesh as his hips jerked trying to get deeper inside her with each thrust. He continued, every word staccato as she slammed herself down driving him deep into her tight teenage cunt. "We've… identified… several… areas… for… potential…"
He was cut off as Kiera crashed her lips against his, her tongue eagerly exploring his mouth. When she finally pulled back, breathlessly panting, her eyes were dark with lust. "Just shut up and fuck me," she commanded huskily.
Jake rose to his feet, bringing her up with him in a single motion. Kiera entwined her arms securely around his neck and coiled her legs tightly around his waist, pulling herself into him, his cock fully engulfed by her warmth.
Kiera’s lips brushed against Jake's ear. "I love you… Um, I mean, I love your cock," she whispered, letting out a soft moan as she ground her hips in a circular pattern.
Before Jake could respond to her confession, there was a knock at the door. Kiera turned her head towards the door. "Come in!" she called out cheerfully.
Jake's eyes widened in panic as the door opened. "What is going on?" Margaret questioned dryly, stepping into the office and closing the door behind her.
Kiera giggled, still impaled on Jake's cock. "We’re going over the presentation, Grandma. Jake was explaining operational efficiency."
Margaret raised an eyebrow as she approached. "Is that so? And what have you learned about operational efficiency?"
"That 69, although fun, isn't enough," Kiera laughed.
Jake stood frozen, unsure what to do. His cock was still buried deep inside Kiera, her legs wrapped tightly around him. Margaret reached down and gently squeezed Jake’s balls. "Lay my granddaughter down on your desk and give her a proper fucking."
Kiera squealed in delight as Jake complied. Margaret moved to the side, her eyes gleaming with something primal as she watched Jake lay Kiera across his desk and spread her legs. "Yes, yes," she encouraged, her voice a husky whisper. "I want to watch you fuck her tight little cunt."
Jake pulled back, the head of his cock just visible between Kiera’s swollen pussy lips, before snapping his hips forward with purpose, causing Kiera to gasp and the desk to creak in protest. "Oh my god," she moaned, her freckled breasts undulating as Jake continued slowly pounding into her with long powerful thrusts.
Margaret's breath was shallow as she purred, "That is it," her eyes locked onto the scene, arousal surging within her as she watched her teenage granddaughter being penetrated. "Faster now, Jake," she commanded, her voice a sultry whisper, "I want you to make her cum."
Jake nodded, his hands gripping Kiera's hips, fingers sinking into her supple flesh, pulling her roughly to meet each thrust. He drove into her with increasing intensity, the muscles in his ass flexing with each movement. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he maintained a steady, relentless rhythm. Margaret watched them with hungry, lustful eyes, her breaths coming in short gasps.
"Oh… fuck… grandma," Kiera panted between thrusts, her fingers curling around the edge of the desk so tightly that her knuckles turned white, desperate for purchase. Her back lifted slightly off the smooth desk surface, as if every nerve was on fire from the intense pleasure.
Margaret stood beside Jake and chuckled, trailing her fingers down Kiera's stomach to where Jake's slickened cock disappeared inside her granddaughter. "Beautiful," she murmured, her fingertips brushing against Kiera's clit, causing the girl to jerk and moan louder.
"Oh fuck," Jake groaned, feeling Kiera's walls tighten around him as Margaret’s hand continued a path up his sweat sheened abdomen. He couldn't believe this was happening; fucking the CEO's granddaughter while she watched approvingly. Yet the situation only heightened his arousal, his cock throbbing inside Kiera's tight warmth.
Margaret circled the desk and brushed a loose strand of Kiera’s red hair back from her forehead in a maternal gesture. Kiera looked up into her grandmother’s eyes.
"Yessss," Margaret cooed. "I want you to cum for grandma, darling." She bent down and kissed Kiera's forehead tenderly as Jake continued his relentless pace.
Kiera's breath hitched, her eyes rolling back as Jake hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Ohhhh," she gasped. "Pleasedon'tstop, pleasedon’tstop," her words rushing together.
Jake maintained the angle and pace that was clearly driving Kiera wild. His hands slid up to cup her full breasts, pinching her hardened nipples between his thumbs and forefingers as he continued to thrust.
Margaret watched with evident satisfaction, her hand trailing between her legs. "Make her cum, Jake. Make her cum on your cock," she instructed. "Fill her tight little cunt with your seed."
Jake's rhythm faltered slightly as Margaret's words sent a fresh surge of arousal through him. He regained his composure quickly, focusing on Kiera's pleasure. Her moans were growing louder, more desperate, her body tensing beneath him. The squishing sound of Jake driving into her wet pussy and the slapping of skin reverberated in the room.
"Uh… uh… uh," Kiera sputtered, her inner walls spasming as her orgasm ripped through her. Her back arched off the desk, a strangled cry escaping her parted lips, "Fuck!" Her body was trembling, her legs quivering uncontrollably.
The sensation of Kiera's pussy clenching and releasing in waves, combined with Margaret's hungry gaze, was too much. With a guttural growl, he drove deep into Kiera’s fluttering warmth, tugging on her nipples as his cock pulsed, cumming deep inside her.
Margaret watched with undisguised pleasure, her breathing heavy. "I believe Kiera enjoyed that," she purred, her fingers tracing lazy circles on her clit.
Kiera whimpered softly, her body still shuddering with aftershocks as Jake remained buried inside her. Her freckled breasts heaving with each breath, a light sheen of sweat making her skin glow in the office light.
"That was quite the presentation. Did you learn anything, darling?" Margaret asked, lightly stroking Kiera’s flushed cheek, a hint of amusement in her voice.
Kiera giggled, still breathless. "I learned that sales figures and efficiency ratings aren’t so boring when you have a cock slamming into you."
Jake chuckled as he slowly withdrew from Kiera’s swollen pussy, causing her to moan as a thick glob of semen flowed out and dripped down onto the surface of the desk. “I better get cleaned up and recharge before the Smithsons arrive,” Jake stated then turned and headed towards the restroom.
Kiera, with a dreamy expression, laid on the desk a moment longer before she slid off, standing on shaky legs. Margaret embraced her granddaughter, holding her close and kissing her hair. "You've adapted quickly, sweetheart," she murmured, her hands caressing Kiera's bare back.
"Thanks, Grandma," Kiera replied with a satisfied sigh, leaning into the embrace. "I really like him."
Margaret pulled back slightly, studying her granddaughter's face. "Remember what I told you about getting attached," she said a little firmly.
Kiera's smile faltered. "I know, I know." She glanced toward the bathroom where Jake had disappeared, still feeling Jake's warmth inside her. "But… it feels so good when he’s inside me."
Kiera broke from the embrace and took a small step back to meet her grandmother's gaze. "Grandma, can I sit in on the presentation?”
Margaret observed Kiera’s face for a moment, then came to a conclusion. "I think that would be a good idea. But since you did not actually go over the Smithson’s file with Jake, you will need to just observe and keep quiet." Her tone carried a warning that made Kiera slightly blush.
"I promise," Kiera said, crossing her heart with her finger. “But what about the other activities?” she asked, fishing for information since she had an idea of what may occur but wasn't exactly sure.
Margaret considered her granddaughter's question with a measured gaze. "Other activities?” she inquired, raising an eyebrow.
Kiera nodded, then whispered, “You know, the sex part.”
Margaret’s eyes narrowed, “What exactly do you think goes on during meetings with out clients?”
Kiera was a little taken aback. Had she misread the situation and misunderstood what her grandma was insinuating when she spoke to Jake in the locker room? “Uh, um… well, I just kinda assumed that because people were naked, that, you know…” Her voice trailing off.
Margaret's lips curved into a knowing smile. "So, you think that our clients come here just to engage in sexual activities?" Her tone was light but carried a hint of reproach.
Kiera shifted uncomfortably, suddenly feeling naive. "Well, I mean… everyone's naked, and everyone around the office fucks, and you were talking about how you watched Jake with Jessica this morning in the locker room…"
Margaret sighed, placing a gentle hand on Kiera's shoulder. "Oh, my dear, you have so much to learn about our unique business model." She traced a finger along Kiera's jawline. "Being nude creates a vulnerability that strips away pretense. It puts clients at ease, but it doesn't always lead to physical intimacy." Kiera's brow furrowed. "Some clients prefer a more… hands-on approach," Margaret continued, "while others simply appreciate the transparency our environment creates." She paused, studying her granddaughter's disappointed expression. "The Smithsons, however, are very important clients and enjoy our more personal services."
Kiera's eyes lit up. "So, there’ll be fucking?"
"Most likely," Margaret interjected. "But you will observe only, unless you are specifically asked to join. Is that understood?”
"Yes, Grandma," Kiera replied, attempting to sound demure despite the arousal building within her again at the thought of what she might witness and be a part of.
The sound of the shower stopped, and Jake emerged a moment later from the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel. His eyes moved between the two women, noting the intensity of their conversation. "Everything okay?"
Margaret nodded. "Kiera will be joining you for the Smithson presentation. I think it will be educational for her."
Jake's eyebrows rose slightly. "The entire presentation?" he asked skeptically, his eyes briefly flickering to Kiera.
"The entire presentation," Margaret confirmed with a slight nod, her tone making it clear there was no room for discussion. "Now, Kiera and I will take our leave and let you rest up and prepare for the Smithsons.”
After they left, Jake sank into his office chair, running a hand through his damp hair. The morning's events had left him exhilarated yet slightly confused. He'd only been with the company for a little over a week, but each day seemed to bring new surprises. He glanced at his computer screen, the Smithson financials still displayed, and chuckled that he'd barely covered anything with Kiera.
An IM popped up on his screen from Jessica: "Heard you were going over the presentation with the little redhead. Hope you saved some energy for the Smithsons. (wink emoji)”
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