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Pam walks over to Michaels office and opens the door. “Hey Michael! Got a second?” She says as she closes the door behind her. “How was lunch? I bet they were talking your ear off about that copier.”

“Yes they were.” Michael replies

“Here's what I was thinking, everyone sits on a chair. But not everyone uses the copier.”

“Hmm that is a good point, bring one in here and let me test it out.” Michael says. Pam leaves and grabs her chair from behind the receptionist desk. She brings it back to michaels office. “Wow yeah, that is really uncomfortable!” Michael says as he sits.

“Right?! Imagine this. You are getting married and are having your bachelor party up here. You grab a chair for a lap dance, but would you even be able to enjoy it?” Pam tries to explain in a way that she thinks Michael will relate to.

“Another good point Pamala…”

“Stay right there” Pam says as she shuts the blinds. She walks back over and takes a deep breath before starting to move her body.

“What are you doing?” Michael says confused.

“Proving my point.” Pam says as she begins to give him a lap dance. He tries to talk but she puts a finger to his lips. “Just enjoy it.” Pam starts to ride on Michael's lap. After a few minutes Pam stands up and sees Michael is at full mast. “Well it wouldn't be very nice of me if i didn't finish the job” Pam bends over his desk and a few seconds later feels michaels hands on her waist. He slides them down her legs and pulls her skirt around her hips.

“No panties? Angela was right all these years, you are a slut!” Michael says as he spanks her. She giggles as he does. She sways her ass a little before he cant take it anymore. He drops his pants and pulls out his cock. He slaps it on her ass a little before sliding it in. “You are much tighter than I expected” he says

“Mm you are much bigger than I expected” she replies, giggling a little and moaning softly as he pushes in. After a few warm up strokes, he starts to speed up and grabs her hair for leverage. With his other hand he starts to spank her.

“You like that, you like being spanked, you naughty slut?” He says feeling her pussy tighten after every one. She stutters a little and moans loudly, so he takes it as a yes. After a few minutes more of hard pounding, he pulls out of her. “Get on your knees.” Pam stands up, a little wobbly, but is eventually able to get on her knees. Michael points his dick at her face. “Beg for it. Beg for me to cover your slutty face.”

“Please give it to me! Paint me like throwing a bucket of paint on a blank canvas!” Pam begs, and sees Michael tense up before launching rope after rope onto her pretty little face. After taking more cum than she ever has before, Pam sucks the rest off of her boss’ cock. She stands smirking and walks out of his office. Smirking all the way back to her desk, without a single word. Michael pokes out of his office and everyone turns to face him.

“C-Chairs” he says weakly. He clears his throat “Chairs, we're going with chairs.” A moment passes and he closes the door.

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“Dwight's room key” Jim says as he walks down the hotel hallway. “And Dwight's room.” Jim unlocks the door and begins to enter. “What can I say; Old habits die hard.” As he enters the room he notices a hooker on Dwight's bed.

“D?” the hooker says, but upon further inspection he realizes that it is not in fact a hooker, but is Angela in lingerie.

“Angela? What the hell?” He says, shocked to see her wearing something so revealing. He quickly takes out his BlackBerry and takes a photo of her.

“What are you doing?!” Angela yells as he takes the photo of her.

“Just getting a little leverage in case I ever need a favor from you.”

“Like using me for a little… relief?” Jim looked shocked. He had never seen her act this way before.

“What has gotten into you? You are so different… So sexy…” Angela stands up and walks over to Jim he Towers over her and she puts a hand on his firm chest she grabs him by the shirt and pulls him over to the bed where she sits him down she slowly moves her hand down his body until she is kneeling before him she undoes the Buckle of his belt and removes his pants “Fuck Angela are you sure about this?”

“Shut up before I change my mind” That is all Jim needed to hear. He zips his mouth and lets Angela get to work. She pulls down his boxers and his massive cock springs out. “I always knew you were packing down there.” Angela smirks. She slowly begins to jerk his cock, making him groan slightly.

“Fuck Angela your hands feel so good…” She continues to jerk him, and begins to kiss the head of his cock. After warming him up, she slowly begins to suck. Her small mouth looks even smaller compared to his massive throbbing length. She slowly begins to work her way down his cock, until eventually she is able to fit all eight inches inside her mouth. She begins to speed up her sucking, making him groan more and more until he's at the verge of climax. “Fuck Angela… I'm going to cum!” Angela pulls his cock out of her mouth, pulling up her nightgown, and sitting on his cock. He slides into her, and she lets out a loud moan as he pushes deeper than anyone has ever reached before. “Oh fuck Angela you are so tight!” She continues to ride him, turning into a moaning mess until both begin to orgasm. “Fuck, Angela get off or going to come inside!”

“I want it all inside of me, give me your thick load!~” Jim cums inside of her making Angela orgasm as well. After pumping all of his load inside her, she climbs off and gives him a kiss before he stands up, pulling his pants back up and leaving shocked and drained. He takes out his phone, deleting the picture.