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“What exactly do XY Publishing do?” Asked Sarah over breakfast.<\/p>\n“What exactly do XY Publishing do?” Asked Sarah over breakfast.<\/p>\n
“I was hoping you would tell me as you seemed to know more about them than I do.” Vernon responded. “Should be an interesting day finding out just how much shit the old man left me in. I suppose I could always go bankrupt … The old man never talked about it. Funny because he was never one to keep quiet about any of his acquisitions.”<\/p>\n
“Don’t be like that, look on it as a fresh start.”<\/p>\n
“Thanks for looking after me last night.” smiled Vernon.<\/p>\n
“What? Putting a blanket over you?”<\/p>\n
“Well that and actually giving a toss.”<\/p>\n
“You’re welcome. Anyway I got a job out of it didn’t I? Even if it is the worst paid job in the world.”<\/p>\n
~~~<\/p>\n
The arrival of two new faces in the office at XY Publishing was greeted with a mixture of incomprehension and fear by the four existing employees who could feel their jobs becoming less secure by the moment. Vernon did his best to assure them that as this was now his only asset he was not about to wind it up it made little difference to the gloomy atmosphere in the office. The first day was grim, the next two weeks just got worse.<\/p>\n
Sarah and Vernon sat in the only private office in XY Publishing’s dilapidated premises.<\/p>\n
“OK” said Sarah in a business-like tone that was followed by a deep intake of breath and a long sigh. “You know what I’m going to say don’t you.”<\/p>\n
Vernon took a moment to answer, distracted for a moment by Sarah\u2019s bust as it rose and fell when she sighed. Her blouse was open a button lower than normal. “We’re screwed?”<\/p>\n
“Well, not quite. Your father bought this business as part of the Clover Group and absorbed the rest of that company into Carabas. For some reason he left this on its own.”\u00a0 She leant forward to scribble a couple of notes on her pad affording Vernon a better view of her tits, then back into her chair, pencil resting on her slightly open lips.<\/p>\n
“I think the reason might have been my mother. She wouldn’t have approved of a porn publisher in the family business.” Chuckled Vernon, his mouth was dry and things were stirring between his legs. He\u2019d never noticed the little mole on the side of Sarah\u2019s neck before. He felt the urge to kiss it.<\/p>\n
“She might have if she’d seen the money this place used to make.” Sarah rotated the screen so he could read the management reports from eight years earlier. His jaw dropped. “Exactly, he obviously couldn’t get involved without drawing attention to this place. But Mr Carabas wasn’t stupid, maybe he just couldn’t work out a way of capitalising on the potential without alerting the rest of the family.”<\/p>\n
“Sarah, we have work to do.”<\/p>\n
~~~<\/p>\n
XY Publishing had been allowed to spiral downwards since Edward Carabas, Vernon’s father had bought it. Contacts in the industry had turned away and the magazines they now sold were cheap low quality trash. Which is how Sarah and Vernon found themselves in the office of Discord Productions with Katrina trying to find a way back into the game.<\/p>\n
“You do realise Vernon, I can call you Vernon? Hmm, Vernon, that XY is a has-been. I’m not sure we even want to be associated with you, sorry no offence. I suppose we could let you use some of our older content in your new magazine and website. What is it called?”<\/p>\n
“Hot Bods” Said Sarah brightly.<\/p>\n
“Hot Bods. Hmm.”<\/p>\n
Vernon got up to leave “That would be great, though it’s a pity you can’t let us help you develop some of your newer talent.” was his parting shot before he shook her hand and left.<\/p>\n
“You really are going to have to prove that XY are back on form before I risk any of the new blood \u00a0\u2026\u201d The door had closed behind Vernon . \u201cI hope he didn\u2019t take offence.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, he didn\u2019t. He\u2019s just very driven and determined to get XY back in business again.\u201d Assured Sarah.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe seems like a nice guy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot your type though, eh Katrina.\u201d Sarah uncrossed her legs causing the high split in the side of her skirt to open and reveal her shear stockings.<\/p>\n
Katrina looked into Sarah\u2019s playful brown eyes then down to her pouting full lips. She gulped.<\/p>\n
\u201cI noticed you checking me out earlier.\u201d Sarah stood up and walked around the desk to Katrina. She knelt in front of Katrina. Her fingers slowly unbuttoned Katrina\u2019s blouse.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d Katrina protested.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh don\u2019t be coy, you wondered what this would feel like didn\u2019t you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d Was Katrina\u2019s sibilant reply. She quivered when Sarah\u2019s fingers began to stroke her skin. Sarah reached around Katrina\u2019s back to unclasp her bra, her face almost touching Katrina\u2019s skin, enveloped by the scent of her perfume. Katrina shrugged off her blouse and then the lacy bra leaving her full D cup breasts naked and tempting in front of Sarah\u2019s face.<\/p>\n
Cupping a breast in each hand sarah suckled at one nipple then the other finishing with a firm circling licking of the now erect nubs. \u201cMmmmmm\u201d moaned Katrina. She leant forward to kiss Sarah and found a pair of soft upturned lips parting readily to allow her tongue inside. They enjoyed a slow and passionate oral embrace which left them breathless.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to taste you.\u201d Said Katrina.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought you\u2019d never ask.\u201d Giggled Sarah. She stood and hitched up her skirt before bending over the desk. Her black lacy panties were pulled down past her stocking tops and left around her ankles. Sarah felt Katrina\u2019s breath on her exposed buttocks and parted her legs as wide as her panty-bound ankles would allow. Katrina dived in, tongue pushing forcefully into her snatch tasting Sarah\u2019s excitement with each probing lick.<\/p>\n
The strokes of Katrina\u2019s tongue became longer, not quite reaching her clit but finishing almost in her puckered asshole. Sarah squirmed and pushed back onto Katrina\u2019s face. Katrina continued for a while but realised Sarah needed a little more. She pulled away then lifted first one of Sarah\u2019s legs then the other from her panties, turned her over and lifted her legs. Sarah felt her legs pushed back raising her pussy, displaying her pussy and ass to the smiling Katrina. Two fingers slid inside and found her G-Spot immediately, massaging it with a skill that betrayed many such encounters. In under a minute Sarah was screaming and didn\u2019t care who heard her.\u00a0 Katrina\u2019s fingers sloshed in Sarah\u2019s wet cunt. Leaving the desk awash\u00a0 with cum.<\/p>\n
~~~<\/p>\n
Vernon was amazed. \u201cI don\u2019t know how you pulled it off. But I don\u2019t suppose I care. What did she agree to?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOne new girl every month for the first six months \u2026 I just have to go over there once a month to choose which one.\u201d Said Sarah.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s a bit of a chore, are you sure you don\u2019t mind.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t mind at all.\u201d She smiled, the faint taste of Katrina\u2019s juices still on her lips from her part of the earlier \u201cnegotiations\u201d.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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