CEO Rivals (requested short erotic story)She stormed into the office building. Her assistant ran up to meet her boss, but was simply greeted with a coat being tossed into her arms as the woman continued to walk on by, without saying a word.She oozed confidence and had every reason to, with her perfectly curly red, bouncy hair, big green eyes, porcelain skin, and hourglass figure.Cynthia Carson. If there was ever a tough boss in the world, it was her. She was a tough bitch and knew it.The assistant scurried to catch up with her boss.“Cynthia! Your coffee!”Cynthia waved off the assistant and walked into her office, slamming the door behind her.She walked over to her desk, slumped down in her chair, and put her head in her hands. Today was not going to be a very pleasant one. Benjamin Darvy, her company rival, was coming into the office today to discuss buying out her company.It’s not like she wanted to sell, but what choice did she really have? She was broke and would lose everything if she didn’t. And then to have to sell it to the person she hated more than anyone else on the planet? She groaned in frustration.Beep, beep.Ugh.Beep, beep.Cynthia picked up her phone.“Miss Carson, Mr. Darvy is here now,” the assistant said in her small voice.“Send him in,” she replied, hanging up.She stood up and straightened her clothing—a white, frilly, button-up, sleeveless blouse, a grey pencil skirt, and some simple black heels.She heard a knock on her door. The assistant opened the door as he entered the room. Tall, dark hair, his brooding eyes focusing on Cynthia.“Cynthia! You seem to be doing well for kayseri escort someone who is losing everything.”What an asshole! Even now, when he is finally getting what he wants, he still feels the need to act c***dish. Cynthia heard the door click shut. It was her assistant running away.“Hmm, yeah. I bought these clothes with my company card—I figured my new boss wouldn’t mind if I spent a few dollars,” she retaliated.Benjamin chuckled as he walked over to Cynthia’s chair and sat down. He gestured for her to sit in the seat on the other side.Are you fucking k**ding me?She moved to the seat and lowered down, crossing her legs.“Let’s get this over with,” she scowled.“You shouldn’t scowl, your pretty face will get stuck like that,” he taunted.“I’m serious, Benjamin. I want to get this over with, so can we please just move on?”“Cynthia, I want you to be fully relaxed. I don’t want you getting worked up.”He moved and walked over to her side of the desk and gently put his hands on her shoulders, massaging them.She jerked away.He continued to massage her shoulders.She must have been really tense, because Cynthia found herself leaning into the massage. She also noticed that Benjamin’s hands had begun to slowly creep toward her breasts.Her first instincts were to pull away, but rather, she again found herself leaning into it.He lightly kneaded her breasts, causing her breath to quicken.What the hell is going on?A little whimper escaped her breath.She turned around to face him and pulled him down by his tie, forcing him to kiss her. He returned it, massaging her tongue with his, and nibbling her bottom lip.He then pulled away.“I did not give you permission to do that,” he said.“What? I thought you wante—““Stand up.”“What?”“Did I stutter? Stand. Up.”She slowly brought herself up.“Now pull up your skirt.”“Why?”“You are asking an awful lot of questions. Just do as you’re told.”Hesitantly, she pulled up her skirt, revealing a lacy black thong.“Now place your elbows on the desk and bend over.”She slowly started to do so.Benjamin took a step toward her and began to massage her cheeks.Cynthia was so confused. What was he doing back that? Seriously…what the hell was—“Oww!” she jerked up, but he held her down on the desk with one of his elbows as he smacked her ass again.“Stay still, slut, or you will only get more.”She felt her panties get wet. How was it she hated this man so much, yet got this kind of reaction out of him controlling her?After a few good spankings, Cynthia heard a zipper and felt Benjamin’s hard cock resting against her ass.“Now, are you going to be good?”“M-hm.”He smacked her again.“You will answer me with words, not sounds, understood?”“Yes.”“Yes…what?”“Yes, Sir.”Benjamin pulled her soft thong aside and rubbed her slit until she was dripping with juices and riding his fingers.He brought his finger up to his lips and licked it.“Mmm, you taste good.” He dipped his finger into her soft pussy and pulled it back out, bringing his finger to her mouth, “Taste yourself.”She took his finger into her mouth and sucked on it, rolling her tongue around, making sure to get every last drop.“On your knees.”She did just that.Benjamin fisted his hand into Cynthia’s curly locks and forced her head to his long, hard cock. She opened her mouth and took him in ask he skull fucked her until she gagged.“No, no, no. No gagging. You’re better than that, Cynthia.”Her chin was dripping with saliva and pre-cum. Benjamin pulled his cock out of her mouth and picked her up to bend her back over the desk.He rubbed his cock up and down her slit until she was pressing against him, begging for more.”“Do you want more?”Cynthia nodded.Another hard slap on the ass.“Do you want more?”“Yes, Sir. Please, “ she begged.He entered just the tip of his dick into her hole. She pressed back urging him to go deeper.He grabbed her by the throat and stood her up so that her back was pressed against his body and he whispered into her ear, “I will enter you when I am ready. You are just a fuck toy—what you want…does not matter. Understood?”“Yes, Sir.”He shoved her back onto the deck and pumped his big cock into her tight pussy, causing them both to groan at the same time.He bunched her hair back up and was pulling on it as he was pumping hard, and fast into her slippery cunt.Cynthia felt her body getting warm and begin to tighten.“You better not cum until I tell you to, bitch,” Benjamin warned, pumping even harder into her.Cynthia held for dear life until finally…“Now, baby!” Benjamin groaned.She released as he filled her with his semen, the tensing muscles of her pussy draining cock drop by drop.They both stayed there for a minute, to catch their breaths.Then Benjamin stood up and zipped up his pants. “I’ll have my lawyers send the paperwork to you sometime this week.”With that, he walked out the door, leaving Cynthia bent over and spent on her desk.What the hell just happened?