Intern Gangbang 2
eyebrow, no redness in the face, no disgust or fascination – just an odd detachment. That had been on his turf, in his office, everyone dressed up in their best business attire.
    Now, standing here on his front porch, dressed in my skimpy little dress, I had him off-balance, either because of the way I looked, or because he had the Dragon Lady inside.
    "Mr. Powers, I…" I looked down, like I was struggling with what to say, playing with the edge of my dress, pulling at it to flash a little more thigh. "I was hoping we could talk about my job."
    He sighed, leaned against the door frame. "There's nothing to discuss, Rachel. Your intern position was terminated. We'll honor your summer stipend, supply you with a reference, but as I explained this morning, that sort of behavior cannot be condoned among our associates, particularly on business property."
    I stepped forward until I was almost leaning into Mr. Powers. I looked up at him, giving my best wide-eyed, innocent young girl face.
    "We strictly forbid physical relationships between employees, no exceptions. It's in all of our contracts, even senior management," I said, repeating what Mr. Powers had told me earlier today. "Isn't that what you said?"
    I leaned more, my breasts barely touching him.
    He sighed. "Yes, that's correct."
    I put my hands up on his shoulders. I could feel a small shudder roll through his body, though he managed to keep his face impassive.
    "Then why did I see Ms. Jacobs slip into your house a few minutes ago?"
    He stepped back, put his hands on my arms, squeezed slightly. "Rachel, you need to go."
    I glanced down, saw his cock bulging through his pants. I smiled, looked up into his face and gently touched his crotch.
    "Is that for me, then, or for Ms. Jacobs?"
    He sighed. Before he could say anything, she stepped up behind him.
    "Let her in, Eli," she said, her voice little more than a whisper.
    I could tell by his face Mr. Powers didn't like the idea, but he stepped aside, gestured for me to enter. I went in.
    She was dressed in a sheer black teddy – ah, now the coat makes sense. That's all she had on under the trench coat.
    "You're that intern, right?" she asked.
    I nodded.
    "The one in the video?"
    I felt my face flush. I had no idea Mr. Powers had shared it.
    "It's okay, sweetie, we had to watch it together this morning, before we decided what to do with you."
    "How many people saw it?" I was suddenly nervous, taken aback by the idea of that video, of me tied up and the junior partners gangbanging me in the conference room, getting into general circulation. I had no idea they were videoing when we did it, and I assumed this morning that only Mr. Powers had seen it, when he fired me.
    "Relax, just the two of us," Ms. Jacobs – Fonda – said. "We're the managing partners, the two of us had to watch it. Nothing personal, just business."
    She produced a memory stick, one that looked similar to the one Mr. Powers had the video on this morning.
    "Tonight, though, we were going to take another look, strictly for pleasure."
    I wasn't sure what to say. I'd come here to seduce Mr. Powers, then thought I had my chance to blackmail him when I saw the Dragon Lady enter his home. Now, standing here, I wasn't sure if she was teasing me in some cruel fashion or if she was serious.
    "Of course," she stepped behind me, leaned against me, her breasts pushing against my back, her mouth next to my ear as she whispered. "Now we have the real thing." She ran her hands along my shoulders, down my arms.
    My breath caught in my throat. I tried to keep a shudder from running through my body. I wasn't successful, and she laughed as she felt the shiver roll through me.
    "That's what you'd like, isn't it?"
    I closed my eyes. Her breath was hot on my neck. I was growing wet.
    Before I knew it, she grabbed my arms and pulled them behind me. From somewhere she had a rope – she crossed my arms behind my back, so that my forearms were parallel, and she tied me that way. A

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