Sitting back in the soft, plush chair, Vicki crossed her legs, ignoring the fact that in doing so, her skirt rode up, exposing even more of her bare thighs. She silently watched as Karl Gottwald wrote out a general outline of the terms he felt necessary for the financing of her husband's business venture. She felt a sense of excitement, knowing that she had been instrumental in convincing a very rich and powerful man to provide the money and influence needed to allow the business venture to be successful.
As he wrote out his terms, Karl occasionally looked up at the lovely woman sitting in front of his desk, his eyes widening as he took in her long, lovely legs. She was, without a doubt, a very attractive and sexy woman who apparently liked the finer things in life and had a consuming desire to become rich. And, from what he knew about her, she would go to any lengths to achieve those goals.
A few minutes later, finished with the general outline of his terms for supporting the venture, Karl laid down the pen he was using and pushed the pad of paper across the desk towards Victoria. Pushing his chair back from his desk, he rose to his feet, his eyes meeting hers.
"Please look this over and see if it what I have written will be acceptable to you and your husband." he said, his gaze shifting down to her exposed thighs, then slowly moving up her body until he was looking at her eyes once again. "If everything is acceptable, I want you to call your husband and get his verbal agreement. If not, then our business is concluded."
Pushing herself from the chair, Vicki rose to her feet and stepped up to the desk. Picking up the pad of paper that he had written the terms on, she began reading. Her eyes widened as she saw the amount of money that would be provided to support her husband's business. She hadn't thought it would be that large of an amount and quite frankly, it surprised her. Quickly, she read over the remainder his terms, seeing only a couple of items that aroused her interest. One was that Gottwald Industries would have complete access to all aspects of her husband's business, to include the financial books. The other was the last item listed in the terms. There was a requirement that she personally brief Karl Gottwald every two weeks on all business matters that had been concluded during the previous two week period. She wondered why he wanted her to do that instead of her husband.
"If you are wondering about the last item," Karl Gottwald said as he pushed the telephone across the desk towards her. "I feel there is a need for both you and your husband to be involved in this arrangement."
"Now, if you found everything acceptable, please call your husband," he said as he pressed a few buttons on the phone. "I am going to put it on speaker as I want to hear his reply as well as I may have a few things to say."
As she was dialing the number, Vicki saw Karl Gottwald walk around the desk until her was standing directly behind her. Although it made her a little uncomfortable, she didn't say anything as she didn't want to do or say anything at this point that may jeopardize the deal. She heard the phone ring twice before a female voice answered.
"Northland Industries, Emily speaking, how may I help you?" said Emily Radke, who was employed by her husband as a secretary and a receptionist.
"Emily, this is Vicki...I need to speak to Bob immediately...it's extremely important." said Vicki.
"Oh, hi Mrs. Lawson..." replied Emily in a very cordial tone. "Your husband has been expecting your call. Just a moment and I'll connect you."
A moment or two later, Bob Lawson's voice came out on the speaker phone.
"Hello...Vicki???" he said. "I hope you have good news."
"As a matter of fact, I do, honey." Vicki replied. "I'm standing in Mr. Gottwald's office and he has agreed to provide us with everything we need as long as we agree to his terms. The only problem is, they need you to verbally agree now. They will provide a written contract in a few days."
"What are their terms?" asked Bob, his voice taking on a business-like tone. "I want to know what they want before I will agree to anything."
"I have them right here in front of me," Vicki replied as she felt Karl Gottwald move directly behind her. "Let me read them to you."
Just then, she felt Karl Gottwald push up against her and he whispered into her ear.
"Remember, if at any time you feel my demands are too much, just say so and we will conclude our arrangement immediately."
Turning her head slightly, she nodded, then returned her attention to the pad of paper in front of her. As she began to read the terms out loud to her husband, she felt Karl Gottwald step up behind her, his body pushing up against her, forcing her against the desk. Reaching around her, he unbuttoned her suit jacket, then cupped his hands over her breasts, gently squeezing them as he pressed his lips against the side of her neck. Startled, a sudden gasp of surprise came from her lips. Taking in a deep breath, she continued to read the terms of the agreement to her husband.
Placing his hand on the middle of her back, Karl gently pushed Vicki forward, forcing her to lean forward over the desk. Placing one hand on the desk to steady herself, Vicki continued reading from the pad of paper she held in her other hand. She struggled to maintain her composure as she felt Karl Gottwald pulling her skirt up over her hips, hiking it all the way up to her waist. Not wanting to give her husband any reason to think something strange might be going on, she paused, taking in another deep breath before she continued on.
Karl ran his hands slowly over her buttocks, gently squeezing and caressing the soft but, firm flesh of her ass. A slight gasp of surprise came from Vicki's lips as Karl suddenly jerked her panties down to her knees.
"What's the matter, honey?" Bob Lawson asked as he heard his wife's slight gasp.
"Nothing....everything is fine, Bob." Vicki quickly replied as she felt her panties being pulled down to her ankles. "It's just than I'm so excited that they are going to give us the money and everything. It's....it's just so fantastic."
"Is Mr. Gottwald there?" asked Bob.
"No, not right now," Vicki lied, not wanting to give her husband any reason to suspect something was going on. "He stepped out for a moment but, he said he would be right back. I think he wants to talk to you after I finish reading this to you."
"Oh. Well, yeah, that's good. I want to hear whatever he has to say about this," replied Bob. "Go ahead then, honey...keep reading."
As Vicki started to read once more, she felt Karl lift one of her feet from the floor, allowing him to slide her panties over her hi-heeled shoe. Leaving her panties around the other ankle, he began to slowly slide his hands up her long, trim legs. Reaching the juncture of her thighs, he moved one hand around in front of her and began to gently run his fingers through her pubic hair. His other hand slipped down between her thighs from behind, his fingers sliding over the soft fleshy lips of her pussy.
Her mind raced as she hurriedly read through the remainder of the terms. She struggled to maintain an even voice as Karl continued to run his hands over her body, caressing her flesh, stroking her mound. She stammered a bit, stumbling over a couple of words when she felt his finger slip into her vagina. She paused for a moment, biting down on her lower lip to stifle the gasp that threatened to come from her lips. Karl began moving his finger back and forth, finger-fucking her while his other hand caressed her mound. Although she was trying to keep her passion under control, she found herself becoming sexually aroused. Taking another deep breath, she continued reading as Karl's finger probed her tunnel of sexual pleasure.
"My God!! He's......he's going to fuck me!!" she thought as she felt Karl's hard cock between her thighs. "He's going to fuck me while I'm talking to Bob on the phone."
When she got to the final term, the one about her giving a personal briefing to Mr Gottwald, she stopped, realizing that Bob did not need to know about this final term. Not only would it not be in the written contract but, she was quite certain at this point that she would be asked to do a lot more than just brief Mr. Gottwald on a bi-monthly basis.
"Well, that's it, honey," she said as she felt Karl's hand on her shoulder, gently pushing her forward, forcing her to lean over the desk. Dropping the pad of paper on the desk, she placed both of her hands on the desk, bracing herself. Feeling Karl's foot against hers, she moved it outward about a foot, spreading her legs as she leaned even further over the desk.
"Oh! Mr. Gottwald's here now. What do you think, honey? Can we accept his terms?"
As her husband began to speak, Vicki felt Karl's cock slowly begin to slide up into her hot, slippery vagina. She quickly covered her mouth with one hand to stifle the moan of pleasure that threatened to come from her lips.
"Damn! I dont really have much of a choice here." she thought as she heard Bob talking on the phone. "If I make him stop, it will most assuredly kill the whole deal and Bob & I will be left with nothing?"
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