Katie’s Forbidden Discovery: Part 1 - An MFM PowerPlay

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through your body as you enjoy tonight's show. Stephen strolled across the sales floor, his perfectly tailored suit accentuating the muscles underneath. Katie watched him, as did every other woman in the office, just with one difference. Katie could only sneer at him. The days of her lusting over his looks and wondering what it might be like to be taken by him had vanished after a single day as

his pa. Looking around the office, she could see the other women, their panties dripping, watching their CEO stalk to his corner office, all power and dominance. Little did they know what an asshole he really was. Katie had to admit she was more than a little surprised he didn't have any office affairs. She'd been here five years and wasn't aware of any relationships he'd had. As such. The closest one he seemed to have was with his sales director,

Jamie and Katie's former boss. Jamie was a stocky man, surprisingly quiet for a sales director. His dark hair always neatly trimmed, and the mallion streak crested his head. Beautifully. On the first day Katie had met him, she noticed his dark eyes sparkled with an inner youth when he smiled, and damn he could sell. When she had joined the company as a sales executive, her first sales call was to a multinational client that was very upset with their service.

Everything that could have gone wrong with their account had and it was proving to be an absolute mess. She didn't know why they had even agreed to a meeting, apart from perhaps ear bashing her about the state of things. Watching Jamie in that meeting had been phenomenal. Unlike Stephen, who seemed to be permanently on the edge of arguing with his own shadow, Jamie had been acquired calming strength. An hour later, they left the meeting with a new contract,

doubling the client's spend. Now there was a man she could have an affair with. Yet all the women focused on Stephen, and in truth, Jamie didn't seem interested in any woman in the office. They had even made Stephen's undeniable attraction a joke amongst the women. The new starters had to take at least a thirty minute bathroom break after their induction meeting with Stephen so they could focus

back on work. Jamie appeared from his office and stalked Stephen across the floor, closing the office door behind him. To say it was an office was a little understated. It was more penthouse than office. Glass walls encased his main room. He had the old walls ripped out years ago, apparently so he could see everything happening on the cell floor.

As Stephen's assistant, Katie knew. There were more rooms hidden out of sight where Stephen could go to vent his anger, a bathroom and small cloak room for him to change before evening dinners with clients and investors. And then there was the filing room, a hellhole of a room that Katie positively hated. The room was dark and dismal and held a copy of every contract currently live within the company.

Apparently it was the old cleaner's room and had never really been updated, probably still even had the same three dusty light bulbs hanging from the ceiling. Watching the two men move behind the silent veil of the glass wall, the conversation certainly seemed animated. Both men stood pointing fingers at each other. Their meetings were never documented or minuted, but it was well known there was a tension between them. What that tension was, Katie couldn't imagine. Neither man had

ever alluded to anything. She watched as Jamie turned and stalked the office, his demeanor calm and controlled. As he moved around the desk. Placing his hand on Stephen's shoulder, he eased him down into his seat. Even at this distance, Katie could see the calming effect Jamie had on Stephen. They had apparently set the company up years ago together.

How Stephen had become CEO was beyond her. Jamie had far more presence and personality, but apparently, as he said, he wouldn't want to try me with your check book. So Stephen was in control because he had more of a handle on the finances. Suddenly, the sound of her desk phone shattered her train of thought. Without taking her eyes off Jamie, she picked up the handset. Stephen's stern voice echoed, Katie, come to my office before the line went dead. Grabbing her organizer and pen, she rose from

her chair and slowly dragged herself across the office. She hated these moments. Just after the two men had had a confrontation, Stephen blatantly tried to make himself feel as if he was in charge again and would find something demeaning a menial for Katie to do. Jamie flashed a big, bright smile at her as she entered the office, moving from beside Stephen. His eyes glinted as he walked toward

her and said thank you for coming, Katie. Despite the fact it was blatantly obvious it was Jamie who was controlling the conversation, Katie could do little but focus on his smile and those lips that held the promise of so much pleasure. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was suddenly aware that Stephen had been speaking for the past few seconds, and his voice had become gradually more stern. Katie, we have to clear the filing room out,

he sneered, watching the pair of them. If she didn't know better, she'd swear his eyes were filled with jealousy. He'd never even suggested anything inappropriate between them, so she had no idea how he could be jealous of the natural warmth between her and Jamie. Katie's jaw dropped at the prospect of clearing out the filing room. No doubt

everything would have to be scanned and stored elsewhere. What all of it, she asked, Her voice strained, Yes, we're sending off for scanning, so you just have to empty the filing cabinets and notate the boxes you put them in, he gritted out. Seeing the tension build between the pair of them, Jamie interceded, Katie, please just put her files into boxes and know the draw references for the scanners. We have to repurpose that room. His smiled genuinely warm

as it reflected in his eyes. Okay, when do you want it done by? She asked suspiciously. Stephen had a thing for requesting projects like this to be completed at the last minute. It shouldn't take you any more than an hour, Stephen said curtly. Katie could do nothing but gasp in disbelief. An hour. I can't even get my hand between the files. He's going to be at least three days of a job, even if I skip lunch. She retorted, something about Stephen always irritated her when he

asked her to do anything. Why the hell he had someone who so obviously hated him as his pa. She didn't have a clue. Jamie put his arm around her in a friendly manner and pulled her against his strong chest before saying, oh, ignore him. He's having one of his days, he said, glaring at Stephen. Just as soon as you can, Katie. We know you'll do your best. Okay, I'll do what I can, she said to merely wondering

why they're hell Jamie never employed a PA. Then she could leave this stupid job and have a wonderful time with him. That's a spirit, Jimmy said jovially, before giving her another strong hug. Katie turned and left the two men to continue their discussion. Stopping at the door, she turned and asked anything else. Sir Steven's gaze hardened as he said, we're going out for a meal with a new client shortly. You might want to make a start

on it while we're out. We won't be back today, okay, Katie said, cursing Stephen in the back of her mind and wondering where the hell she was going to find enough storage boxes to move all the files. In fact, it took the best part of the rest of the afternoon to circure anything like enough boxes. Katie stared at the tower of cardboard that stood outside Stephen's now empty office. She sighed to herself. She was going to have to work this evening, that was for sure, not for Stephen,

but she would for Jamie. Return to her desk, she rifled through the doors before she retrieved a flask. It was going to be a long night and she needed coffee, lots of freaking coffee, and she really didn't have the time to be getting up and making coffee every ten minutes. So a flask it was. When she returned from emptying the coffee machine into her flask, the parade of people finishing for the day had already begun. Nine to fiver us. She hissed under her breath, watching the floor empty and

leaving her alone. Taking two boxes from the top of the mountain, she pushed her way through the office door with her put through the bathroom and into the dreaded finding room. Dropping the boxes, she flicked the dim light bulbs on. Slowly they sprang to life, doing little to dispel the inherent gloom in this room. Sliding one of the metallic drawers open, she hitched her skirt and sat on the floor next to it, her boxes in coffee on the other side of her. As she grasped a

mound of files and wrestled them from the drawer. Looking up, the archaic, gray metal filing cabinets loomed over her. Jeez, she thought one could fall over and I get buried underneath it and no one would find me for days. The dark thoughts stayed present in her mind as she forced the files into the box. For some reason, some one had thought it wise to make the box restoring the filing inn slightly smaller than the files that needed storing.

Probably a man designed these, she muttered. After what seemed might forever, one box was eventually full. She covered it with a lid and made careful notes on the side of the box, copying Stephen's unique from the front of the drawer. Moving the box to the end of the room, she returned to her seated position and sipped her coffee. She hadn't exactly been positive about how long this would take, but now she was more negative than ever. This was

going to take forever. Pushing back against the finding cabinets, she closed her eyes and took her sip of coffee before placing her flask carefully on the ground, Wishing more than anything she could open her eyes and all the finding cabinets wouldn't magically be emptied. When she eventually did open her eyes, it was clearly obvious that the fairies had not been down and finished moving the files. It

was exactly as she left it. She realized she must have actually fallen asleep, as the room was dramatically colder, seemingly darker. Katie wrapped her arms around her chest in a vain attempt to warm herself up, and then remembered the flask of coffee. She wasn't sure how long she had been asleepful, but surely the thermos had retained some heat. The coffee felt almost scolding as it touched her lips,

but she was grateful for that heat. Sighing to herself, she slid the next door open with a familiar metallic clang that echoed in the confined space. Reaching in, she grabbed a handful of files and placed him on the ground next to her before opening the next storage box. Suddenly, she was aware of muffled voices in the main office. Recognizing both Jamie and Stephen's tones, she wondered how long

she had actually slept for. Waiting for a moment, she decided to listen, just in case it would just leave. She could barely make out the words, but Stephen's voice was definitely raised, which wasn't abnormal. Maybe she could discover what the cause of the tension between them was. More than aware that if she was caught, though, she would be seriously reprimanded, she decided to stay silent and listen. There was a gentle swish, and the voices became clearer.

Katie realized that they had opened the bathroom door. Confident they had no reason to invade the dark recesses of the fining room, she decided to stay exactly where she was. He deserved better than this, Jamie, Stephen said, his voice almost sensitive. We should have stayed in the hotel. Jamie laughed rily before responding, Yeah, sure, stay in the hotel. The clients are in, and maybe they'll never put one

in one together. His voice seems stronger, with a hard edge to it, not his normal Jovi, yourself, besides, my man or deserves to be fucked in the office bathroom. No better place for a man whoor to be fucked in fact, Jamie crowed. Katie put her hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp. The fuck, she whispered, silently moving the coffee flash to one side. She edged around the open draw on her knees, a ventilation droll in the door, affording her a glimpse of the two men

in the bathroom. She was surprised to see Stephen's head dipped in a post she could only describe as submissive. It would be better when we have the playroom, he whined, his voice broken and quite frankly pathetic. If Katie ever gets he cleared, I swear that girl hates me. She does not hate you. She suffers you. I told you before, be nicer to her. She is the absolute best you will get. Jamie responded, sternly, pushing his fingers over Steven's

bowed head. And once a playroom is done, I will decide if you have earned the right to use it. Kitty looked around the dim filing room. This was to be their playroom. She'd read fifty shades of gray. This would look far too small for anything like that. Suddenly images flashed in her mind about the activities that might happen in this room. A dull ache began pulsing between her thighs as the thought of these two men using each other's bodies. She bit her lip to suppress a

whimper at the growing sensation in her panties. Fuck. She was not prepared for this at all. Something about watching these two men whilst hidden was so dirty, so depraved, so addictive. She shifted quietly on the floor, crouching so she might get a better You slowly down Stephen's cheek, caressing it until they stopped on his chin, and lifted his face toward him. Open your eyes, Jamie commanded. Stephen's eyes blinked open as he focused on Jamie's face. What

do you want, Jamie continued, his voice not wavering. To obey you, sir, Stephen replied, his voice almost mouselike. Then follow the line, Jamie replied shortly. Obviously this was a known code between them. As Stephen and me raised his hand and pushed it through the white streak in Jamie's hair, raising his lips, he kissed his forehead, and his hands dropped and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, exposing Jamie's chest. Katie was surprised to realize the white streak continued down through

his chest hair across his navel. Katie's eyes could only follow the line, wondering how much lower it went. Her eyes dropped a little lower onto the impressive tent in Jamie's hands. She could only imagine his erect cock just behind the soft material. Without realizing it, her own hands mirrored the path of her eyes, massaging her erect nipples

through her shirt, palming her breasts roughly. Watching Steven's lips move slowly over Jamie's muscular chest, she could filled the electricity pulsing in her corn as his tongue teased at his erect nipples, sucking them gently. Pushing firmly on her own breast, Katie felt the first clutch of her pussy that need growing. Willing Stephen to move lower. Katie's lips dried as Stephen kissed lower, falling to his knees and fumbling with Jamie's belt. Releasing his pants, he slid them

and his boxes over his thighs. Jamie's cock bounced proudly in the air, the white streak prominent against the dark thatch. Hiss cock corrupted from putting her skirt up her thighs, Katie's fingers pushed inside her panti's, her folds pulsing with the heat of her desire. She gasped as her fingertips found her clip. Electricity ricocheted through her body, every nerve

jumping with life. Stephen's lips stretched around Jamie's girth, forcing an animalistic grow from his lips as he took him fully in his mouth, grasping his paws as he slid his lips up and down the full length of his shaft. Katie was memorized. She couldn't shift her eyes from the performance in front of her. Her fingers pushed between her smooth folds, her slick caressed her thighs. Stephen's fingers fumbled with his own zipper before releasing his cock and stroking

it firmly. Her whole body shuddered with anticipation as she watched these two powerful men engaged in their desperate, lustful embrace. Suddenly, Jamie pulled his cock from Stephen's lips, his voice pure dominance as he commanded him stand obediently. Stephen stood, his pants falling around his ankles, faced the door, he said. Stephen turned toward the door. Jamie took a neck tie from his jacket pocket and quickly secured it around Stephen's wrists,

tying him to the coat hook. On the door, then loosening Stephen's neck tie, he slid it up and over his mouth before pulling it tight again, gagging Stephen. Reaching down to his discarded pants, Jamie pulled his belt loose and doubled it in his hand, shaking it out. He bought his hand around in a wide arc, the belt cracking loudly as it kissed Stephen's bare ass. Katie winced as she watched Stephen writhe in his mindes unable to moan. Frustration burned through his body. His cock swelled as the

red glow caressed his bare cheeks. Jamie struck again and again and again in quick succession, each time the angry glow growing each time. Stephen rised more frantically. Katie couldn't decide if she should be shocked by the display or maybe more shocked by her reaction. Her pussy was on fire watching these two. Jamie released Stephen from the coat hook and pushed him roughly over the counter, His ass proudly exposed to Jamie as he parted his cheeks, positioning himself.

He pushed his swollen cock between those cheeks, slowly at first, and then his thrust became harder and brutal. As Stephen's tight ring loosened, Katie's body responded in perfect time, her hips rising and impaling herself on her fingers, frantically pushing her free hand against the wall to steady herself as her orgasm spread, invading every inch of her body. She bit into the soft flesh of her arm to stifle her moans, the beautiful sting of her teeth only fueling

her own desire. Desperately, she let her hand drop from the wall and she found her clip, squeezing it between her finger and thumb as she listened to the growing moans from beyond the door, pacing herself with the rhythm of their lust. As she heard the guttural moans of two men coming in symphony, her own orgasm exploded throughout her body. Suddenly, a wave of confusion spiraled through her body as she threw her hand out to find anything

for stability, only finding the coffee flash. She held on to it, grasping it is the rhythm of her orgasm spread through every nerve, lifting her hand to try and find the wall, yet still inadvertently holding the coffee flask. Suddenly, hot coffee spilled over her shirt. Unable to suppress her reaction, she cried out and frantically unbuttoned her shirt to stop the scolding coffee. It may have been seconds, it might have been minutes that passed, but suddenly a wave of

light cascaded into the fining room. As the door swung open, Jamie stood in front of her, his cock still hard and proud, the bright light forcing Katie to squint. She could just make out Stephen's pron body still writhing slowly on the counter. As Jamie's cock twitched, her eyes became attracted back to his impressive manhood. She licked her lips, remembering watching Stephen sucking his length. Her body weld trembled

with need once again. Well looks like someone has been very naughty, Jamie said as he stared down at Katie, his eyes moving across her expos brass, her regnipples, and following her arms down to her party thighs, where her fingers were still firmly embedded in her pussy. So until next week, when we can do a bit more on the story, I hope you like it until then, and always with your pleasure in mind, this is devil and Wild,

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