Prologue.  Dominic

Dominic sighed as he got off the elevator.  It had been a long day and he was looking forward to relaxing.  The media was starting to look into his hiring practices and he knew it would be a matter of time before they would confront him.  As he entered his Penthouse Suite, he was immediately greeted at the door by a dark haired beauty dressed very provocatively in a sexy maid's outfit.  She bashfully smiled at his as she took his briefcase.  Then a delicious aroma of pasta teased his senses so he headed off to the kitchen.

"Smells delicious," he greeted another brunette.

"Good evening, Mr. Darke," the brunette responded, smiling.  Like the girl that had met him at the door, this one here also wore a maid's outfit.

Dominic kissed the beauty on the back of her neck, eliciting a moan from her.  He remembered plucking this one right out of culinary school.

When Dominic entered his Study he saw Heather waiting for him with a drink in her hand.

“How’s my favorite blonde?” he asked, giving her a kiss.

"Great, sir," Heather responded, beaming.

Heather had been his first permanent acquisition nearly four years ago.  She had just graduated college grad so he made her his personal assistant.  Although she had turned 26 recently, she still looked as fresh as the rest of his girls.

Dominic took a seat in his chair while Heather remained standing by his side.

"How's our new maid adjusting?" he asked, referring to the former actress.

"Not as well as she could be doing," Heather replied with a sigh.

"Oh...?  Why not?"

"I think if you were to start calling her by her name and allow her to talk to you once in awhile, plus make use of her more often, then she might do a whole lot better."

Dominic looked up at Heather with a smirk.  "Are you insinuating that she isn't adjusting because of me?"

"I'm merely pointing out that she would be doing a lot better if you fucked her more often."

"Wouldn't you all," he replied with a chuckle.

Dominic reflected back to the day he first met Maria, who was attending one of those Hollywood fundraisers.  She was young and sweet… and had just been nominated for an academy award.  It was her beauty and innocence that caught his attention, but it was her air of confidence that sealed her fate.

"The news is about to start, sir," Heather commented.

"Ah yes... lets see if our favorite reporter breaks the story," he remarked as he turned the television on.

There on the screen was the ever so beautiful Gina Temple.

"What's strange about Darke Corporation is that every employee is young, beautiful, and female... and range between the age of 18 and 26."

"How does she acquire this information?" he asked with a smile.

“I'm not sure... public records, maybe,” Heather responded.

"I'd also like to point out that each of these women once enjoyed successful careers before they suddenly quit to work for Mr. Darke."

"She certainly is lovely, don't you think?" he asked Heather, enjoying the girl's feistiness.

"Yes, very..." Heather responded as she gazed at the screen.

Dominic grinned at how smitten Heather appeared over the reporter.

"One of the latest to leave her career to work for Darke Corporation is academy award nominee, Maria Cowles.  Not only has she left Hollywood, but she has also separated from her director husband.  Rumor has it that Ms. Cowles is working as Mr. Darke’s maid."

"Now, that isn’t public record,” Heather responded.

"Don't you just love her?" he replied with a smile.

"Well, sir, are you going to have her join us?" Heather asked, sounding hopeful.

"Well, she certainly meets my physical standards, and I'm thinking that she might be able to kill two birds with one stone sort of speak," he replied with a grin.

"Would it please you to know that WCNX called today?"

"It might, Heather... I'm listening," Dominic responded with a smile.

"They requested an interview with you."

"And what do you tell them?"

"I told them that you might consider it if Gina did the interviewing."

"And did WCNX bite?"

"They sure did, sir," Heather replied, giggling.

Dominic pulled Heather down onto his lap and planting a big kiss on her lips.  Heather, of course, responded quite passionately, and it took a bit of will power to break off the kiss.  "Send in Maria and set up the interview with Ms. Temple.  Then join Maria and I in my bedroom."

"Yes, sir!" Heather beamed and then rushed off to do his bidding.

***

"Sir...?" Maria greeted him in a soft sweet voice.

Dominic shut off the television and turned to the beauty.  She really was lovely.

"Heather said you wanted to see me," she whispered with downcast eyes.

Dominic paused for a moment and smiled.  To think that this young woman, a mere 21 years old, had Hollywood at her beck and call before he entered her life… "come over here."

Maria quickly did as she was told to stand before him.

"I hear you are having a difficult time adjusting," he commented.

"I... I'm doing the best I can sir, I didn't mean to bring attention to myself," Maria responded in near tears.

"Do you miss your husband?" he asked.

"My husband...?  Uh... no, sir," she responded with a look of confusion on her face.

"Heather has insinuated that I should fuck you more," he added.

Maria blushed.

"So, I decided to give Heather the benefit of the doubt."

Maria smiled.

"Strip," he commanded.

Maria quickly did as she was instructed and seconds later her maid's outfit lay on the floor by her feet.

"You're a very beautiful girl."

"Thank you, sir," Maria whispered.

"Are you wet?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," she replied, blushing a darker shade of red.

"Show me," he commanded.

Maria reached down with her right hand... entered herself with two fingers eliciting a gasp... and then raised her hand up showing him glistening wet fingers.

"Now, lick them," he commanded.

Maria brought her fingers up to her mouth and did as she was told.

"Tell me, Maria... given Hollywood’s reputation… have you ever indulged in a ménage a trios?"

"No, sir," Maria replied.

"Tonight we're going to change that," he responded with a smile.
 

I. Darke Corporation - Dominic Darke's Office - Dominic

Dominic smiled at the young female reporter.  Gina Temple wore her long dark hair pinned up and off her shoulders, stood about 5'6", and although she was trying to downplay her looks by wearing an unflattering business suit, there was no way she could hide her luscious form… and when he met her hand for a handshake, he used this precise moment to send her a small orgasm, and then enjoyed the results.

"Are you all right, Miss Temple?" he asked while she flinched and then sunk down in the chair behind her.

He loved the mixture of pleasure and confusion that crossed the reporter's face, and had to suppress a smile when he saw her turn beet red.

"I... I was dizzy for a moment, but I'm all right now… thank you.  I… I also want to thank you for this opportunity."

Dominic smiled and nodded his head.

"Would you mind if I tape this interview?" she asked, pulling out her tape recorder.

"Not at all," he replied with a smile, noting how Gina Temple looked younger, more innocent, and even more beautiful in person than she was on television.

"First, could you tell me your age?" she asked.

"I'm 22," Dominic responded.

"Your education?"

"I dropped out of high school when I was 16."

"You are quite a success for a high school drop out," Gina responded.

"Yes, I am," he replied with a grin.

"Care to elaborate?" she asked.

"Lets just say my special talent eliminated a need to further my education."

"Special talent...?"

"Yeah, but lets resurface this topic towards the end of our interview, okay?"

"Certainly, Mr. Darke...  Now, how many employees do you have working for you?"

"If you include my personal staff - nineteen."

"And is it true that every member of your staff is young, attractive and female?"

"Yes, that's correct," he replied, smiling.

"Why is that?"

"I guess I prefer a more decorative atmosphere."

"Excuse me...?  Do you realize how sexist that sound?"

"You think...?"

"I'm shocked that these girls tolerate this behavior," Gina added.

"I'm sure they do it to tend to their need."

"And what need is that?"

"Come now, Ms. Temple... surely you're smarter than that," he responded, chuckling.

"Are you insinuating...?"

"I’m glad to see that I don’t have to spell it out," he responded.

"But your receptionist is still in High School!"

"Jennifer...?  Ah yes... graduating next month in fact.  Don’t you just love her hair?"

"She was just about to sign a multi-million dollar modeling contract with Teen Scene publishing!  Instead, you have her out there answering your phone and doing filing!"

"That's right, Ms. Temple... so, what’s your point?”

"My point is this... why would she give up a very lucrative modeling opportunity to be a receptionist?"

“I have my suspicions, Ms. Temple, but would you prefer to ask her?”

“Most definitely,” Gina responded.

Dominic got up, walked to his desk, and pressed the office intercom.

"Yes, sir," a soft voice responded.

"Jennifer, come into my office."

"Yes, sir," Jennifer replied.

A moment later Jennifer entered...  dressed in a very short black mini-skirt and white blouse.

"Hi Jennifer...  Ms. Temple here would like to ask you a question."

"Yes, sir," Jennifer responded, smiling... and then she shifted around to face the reporter.

"Jennifer… my name is Gina Temple with WCNX news and I'm doing a story about Mr. Darke."

"Yes, ma’am… I’ve seen you on television," Jennifer responded, smiling.

"Could you tell me why you gave up a lucrative career to be a super model for a life as a receptionist?"

"So I could be close to Mr. Darke," Jennifer replied, blushing.

"That will be all, Jennifer," Dominic interrupted.

"Yes, sir," Jennifer responded, and then got up to leave.

Dominic took a moment to gaze at Jennifer's long beautiful legs and very curvaceous ass as she headed out of the office.  The black pumps that she wore provided an additional three inches to her height.

"You really are having sex with her, aren’t you?" Gina asked in stunned amazement.

"And might I add she’s a little tigress in bed," he responded with a smile.

"And the others...?

"What's that?"

"Are you having sex with everyone on your staff?"

Dominic smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"I'd like to talk to Maria Cowles."

"That’s not possible at the moment, but I'd expect down the road you'll be able too,” he responded.

“Why can’t I talk to her now?” Gina asked.

“Because she’s on my personal staff at my residence."

"Then the rumors are true...?"

"Which rumors are those?"

"That a highly acclaimed movie actress, who, by the way, is still legally married to a very famous director, has taken a job at your residence in the capacity of a maid!"

"Oh... that rumor," he responded with a smirk.

"Mr. Darke!  I'm not sure what it is you hold over these girls, but every one of them had a life before they met you and now they are nothing more than sex slaves!"

"Please, Ms. Temple... I can assure you that every one of these girls is very happy and are well paid for their services," he responded.

"They aren't happy, they're hypnotized!"

"Not likely."

"Then what do you call it?"

"An awakening," he responded, smiling.

"A brainwashing is more like it!"

"If this were true, Ms. Temple, then why aren't you concerned about meeting a similar fate?" he asked, curious.

"Is that a threat?" Gina asked as she stood up.

"Not at all... and I don't use hypnosis.  Every girl that works for me does so of their own will and everyone that has sex with me, does so with great enthusiasm."

"You've done something to them, Mr. Darke, and I'm going to get to the bottom of it."

"I see."

"And when I do, I'll expose you for the sick perverted man you are... and just in case you get any ideas about doing something to me, the police are nearby waiting for me to emerge."

"Ms. Temple...  I assure you there's nothing to worry about," he responded, chuckling.

"It isn't I that should be worrying, Mr. Darke, it is you... trust me."

"Fine, Ms. Temple... but before you go, I think I should apologize for being less than forward with you," he responded with a sigh.

Gina rechecked her recording device to make sure it was still running and retook her seat.

"Well, it's like this... the whole time that you've been interviewing me, I've been interviewing you."

"Interviewing me for what?"

"I've created a new position in my corporation specifically designed for you."

"Mr. Darke.  I can assure you that there is no way in hell that I would ever work for you.  I despise and deplore your sexist attitude and I'm appalled at the way you demean women."

"Come, Ms. Temple... aren't you the least bit interested in knowing the position I have in mind for you?"

Dominic watched the beautiful young reporter wrestle with professional curiosity.

"Fine, Mr. Darke, what's the position?"

"You see, with all the uproar regarding Maria recently, I felt it was time that I hire myself a Public Relations Officer."

"And you think I would quit my job to do something like this?"

"Most definitely."

"You need help, Mr. Darke," Gina responded and then reached for her tape recorder.

"What...?  Not happy with the title?  I thought it had a nice ring to it."

"You're crazy," she mumbled, standing up.

"Hey, you forgot about that special talent I mentioned," Dominic responded.

Gina stopped and paused for a moment... and then retook her seat again.  She checked to make sure she had her recording device on and waited for him to begin.

"It was in my junior year in high school and I discovered it by accident.  I was in my history class and started to fantasize about my teacher.  She was young and beautiful... unlike most teachers.  I'm sure every guy in the class had a thing for her.  She had long blonde hair, slim, and possessed an incredible pair of tits!  They were huge!"

"Get to the point, Mr. Darke," Gina responded, blushing.

"Anyway, as I sat gazing at her... I started to imagine how sexy she might look during an orgasm.  So, I started to fantasize about her actually having one and wouldn't you know it - she came!  At least I thought she did.  She literally dropped to her knees and groaned and I could tell she wanted to touch herself."

"This is crazy," Gina mumbled.

"I thought so too, so I wanted to make sure so I willed her to cum again, then again... and again.  Man oh man did she ever cum!  You should have heard her cries!  There she was, rolling around the floor, groping herself as she experienced one orgasm after another."

"Well, Mr. Darke, if you think I'm going to buy this story, you got another thing coming," Gina responded.

"You don't believe me...?"

"Of course not."

"That surprises me.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because I made you cum earlier when we shook hands."

"Wha... what?" Gina replied, blushing.

"I bet you're still wet," Dominic stated with a grin.

Dominic watched Gina Temple shoot out of her chair and rush towards the door, but before she reached it, he bombarded her with pure heat.  Gina suddenly cried out, clutching herself and then turned around in shock.

"Not possible," she whimpered, moving her right hand underneath her skirt.

Dominic smiled in response.

"What did you do to me?!"

"Just a little something to tame you," he responded with a smile.

"You slipped me something!" Gina cried as she openly caressed herself.

"You wouldn't believe how many times I hear that..." he responded with a chuckle.

Gina groaned louder as one hand began rubbing her heaving boobs.

"If I were to leave you in this state, you'd soon be tearing those clothes off and finger fucking yourself."

"Then stop this!  Please!  I'll do anything you want, just stop this!" she cried.

"Did you know that I can also direct this new need of yours to anyone of my choosing?"

"I...  Oh... Oh, god!  No... this can't... oh... oh... Please, Mr. Darke..."

"Please... what?" Dominic asked, toying with her.

"I need you!" Gina cried.

"Need me to what?"

"I need you to fuck me!"

"How does that Public Relations Officer position sound to you now?"

"I'll be anything you want me to be, just... just fuck me!" Gina begged.

"I will... but I want you to get onto all fours and crawl back to your seat," Dominic responded.

Gina looked appalled... but only for a moment.  A mere second later she was on her knees and literally crawling to her chair.

"That's better," he commented when Gina retook her seat.

"How... how is this... possible?" Gina groaned.

Dominic smiled and then turned it off… and as swift and absolute as a light switch, Gina's need disappeared.

Dominic could detect the aroma of female arousal in the air and Gina looked so sexy during her recovery, but when she did recover, her face hardened and she looked very angry.  "You're a monster."

"I would suggest given what you just experienced that you would behave yourself.  Remember, I can direct your sexual desire towards anyone I want."

Gina responded by just glaring at him.

"Now, you understand my special talent first hand and know why these girls leave whatever career they had to become part of my staff.”

"I'll never join you," Gina whispered.

"Once I've conditioned you, you’ll join me willingly."

"You mean I haven't been conditioned yet?" Gina asked, looking confused.

Dominic shook his head no and wondered if Gina might try to run again.  He decided he would be disappointed if she didn’t try and escape.

"If I'm not conditioned, then what the hell was what I just felt?" Gina asked.

"I can elicit these feelings at close range, but it takes actual conditioning to bond you to them," Dominic replied.

Gina suddenly jumped to her feet and ran towards the door again, but just like before, she didn't make it...
 

II. Gina

Gina was on the floor still recovering from her biggest orgasm yet.  Never had she cum harder.

"Get off the floor and retake your seat," Mr. Darke commanded.

Gina tried and failed to hold back her tears, but that didn't stop her from struggling to her feet... and then returning to her chair.

"You misbehaved for your final time, do I make myself clear?"

"Yes," she whispered, hating the sexual need she felt for the bastard.  Never had attraction felt so consuming, as every thought centered on Mr. Darke.  She could tell she was soaked.

"So, what time should I expect the police to arrive?" Dominic asked.

Gina blushed with downcast eyes.

"There isn't any police, is there?" Mr. Darke asked.

"No, sir," she whispered.

"Then what are the facts?" Dominic asked.

"The only one that I've alerted is my boss and he expects me to contact him by 5:00."

"No more lying... understand?"

"Yes, sir," Gina replied.

"Now, come kneel before me and pleasure me."

Gina blushed, but her intellectual reluctance gave way to an overwhelming desire to please him, so she got off her chair, dropped down to her knees before him, and reached for his zipper.  She was shocked when Mr. Darke slapped her hand away.

"Is there something you would like, Ms. Temple?"

"I...  I thought you wanted me to pleasure you," Gina responded in near tears.

"I do, but don't you think you should ask me permission before you decide the best way to do this?"

Gina blushed a deeper shade of red.

"What exactly do you want?"

"I want your cock," she whispered, hating the fact that she licked her lips in anticipation.

"Then be sure to do the very best job you can."

Gina carefully unzipped Mr. Darke's trousers and pulled out his cock.  She gasped at its size of him before she took himn inside her mouth.

"Make sure you… uhhhhhh… make sure you swallow every drop," Mr. Darke instructed in-between groans.

Gina's head bobbed up and down as her mouth and tongue played along his shaft.  She had given blow jobs a few times in her past, but never had she felt such delerious need to perform the act... and when Mr. Darke did shoot his load of sperm into her mouth, she made sure to swallow every precious drop.

"That was very good, Gina," Mr. Darke responded while he smiled down at her.

Gina was still on her knees with Mr. Darke's cock in her mouth.  She was both elated and horrified with his compliment and she actually cooed when he affectionately patted the top of her head.

"Had you ever swallowed before?" he finally asked.

No, she nodded her head, blushing.

"You can release me," Mr. Darke commanded.

Gina released Mr. Darke’s spent cock, noting the wish that she could get him hard again.

"You'll find you'll be doing a lot of firsts... and I'm not sure if you noticed, but you'll address me with sir automatically.  The only way you won't address me in this manner is if you consciously address me differently, and if that happens, then I know you're being purposely defiant," Mr. Darke stated.

"Yes, sir," she whispered, still beet red.

Gina tried to analyze her feelings.  On one hand, she wanted him again... wanted to suck him... be with him in the worst way... but on the other hand, she realized that everything she was feeling was artificially induced.  Gina gazed at Mr. Darke, thinking that even in his spent state, he looked incredibly appetiting... and then her desire suddenly disappeared.

"Oh god," she whispered, and then embarrassment set in.

"Like I said, I can turn you on or off as easily as I change my mind... but don't worry about being stressed out.  Your whole life becomes easier for you the second you are conditioned."

"How is this possible?" Gina finally asked.

"The conditioning…?  Well, I use Pavlov's theory, which ensures irrevocable results.  You'll find a certain need inside of you that will keep you in line.  Every time you behave according to my desires, you'll receive a dose of pleasure... and by the time the conditioning process is complete, your body reacts accordingly."

"Why...?  Why are you doing this?"

"I thought we covered this...?  Anyway, you meet both my physical standards and the mental specs I require in a new Public Affairs Officer.  I mean… what better person than a beautiful reporter to fill the role?"

"But I have a career!  I'm... I'm seeing someone... you can't just change my life like this!"

"Certainly I can."

"Why can't you just have sex with me and let it go at that?  I promise I won't tell anyone."

"Trust me, it isn't as bad as you think... and besides, once you've been conditioned, your new life will be much easier for you."

"I'll fight you!"

"It won't be me you'll be fighting... it'll be yourself."

"Please don't do this...  I...  I love my boyfriend and my career."

"That won't matter once you under go the conditioning process and besides, you'll cum more tonight when I give you your official welcoming fuck than you've ever cum before in your life."

"I'll go to the police!"

"No you won't.  In fact... in just a little less than an hour, you'll be leaving here and reporting straight to your boss.  Of course everything that you tell your boss is what I want you to tell him.  Then you'll come back here later on and we'll fuck the night away.  Then throughout the week, you'll be working extra hard on a favorable piece regarding my corporation and me specifically.  You'll make it a point to squash any and all negative rumors... including the one about Maria Cowles.  Then you'll resign from your job and officially work as my new Public Affairs Officer... and you'll do this willingly."

"This won't be willingly, it'll be against my will!  You aren't giving me a choice!"

"Ah, but you're wrong.  You will have a choice, but like every girl that undergoes the conditioning, you'll pick pleasure.  Like I said, I control your desire...not your mind... and it isn't my fault that your body overrules your mind."

"I won't let this happen!"

Just then a very beautiful woman walked into the office.  Gina found herself taken with the woman’s long blonde hair and Hollywood looks... not to mention her large pair of boobs.  She was dressed pretty much like Jennifer had been, but this girl looked to be in her late 20s.

"Here we are.  Heather, as you know, this is Gina... and Gina, let me introduce you to my personal assistant, Heather.  Heather also acts as my conditioning specialist."

"Hi Gina, nice to meet you," Heather greeted her with a smile.

Gina turned red from the fact that she was still on her knees before Mr. Darke.

"Maybe we should give her a taste of what is to come?" Heather added, smiling at Mr. Darke.

Gina wasn't sure what Mr. Darke was talking about until she felt something that she never ever felt before.

"Oh, god... no!" she cried out as she tried suppressing her new desire, but they grew stronger with each passing second.

"What's the matter?" Mr. Darke asked her.

"I don't want to be like this!" Gina cried as she felt desire for Heather.

"You'll love it, I promise," Heather responded as she walked closer to her.

Gina wanted to make love to Heather more than she ever wanted to make love to anyone before in her life and despite knowing that these feelings were being forced upon her, there was nothing she could do about it.

"Isn't it a sweet pleasurable feeling?" Mr. Darke asked with a smile.

"But... but I'm not gay.  How can you do this to me?!" she cried.

"Part of the standard package, dear," Mr. Darke replied.

Gina nearly came when Heather helped her to her feet.

"Let's get those clothes off, okay sweetie," Heather told her, and Gina felt absolutely powerless as Heather helped her remove her suit jacket.  Seconds later her white blouse and slacks were lying on the floor and she stood there in her bra and panties.

Heather unsnapped her bra, releasing her breasts and then kneeled down to peel off her wet panties.

"She's breathtaking," Mr. Darke commented.

"Aren't her little titties ever so cute," Heather commented as she reached around to cup them, eliciting a groan and a rush of wet heat from her.

Gina felt weak in her knees and if it weren’t for Heather holding her up, she would have dropped to the floor.

"Why?" she whispered, trying to understand.

"You mean your new bisexuality...?  Well, I've always been turned on with the image of two beautiful women together, especially when one... or both... virgin to this new desire."

"But this isn't like me," she complained, allowing herself to be led back to her chair.

"Correction...  it wasn't like you but now you're anything I want you to be," Mr. Darke replied, chuckling.

Heather unpinned her hair allowing it to fall loosely around her shoulders... and then she leaned over and whispered, "Mr. Darke prefers us to wear our hair down."

Gina blushed, remembering Mr. Darke’s earlier comments, and then groaned when Heather nibbled on her earlobe.

Mr. Darke walked over to his desk and pulled out a pair of headphones.  He handed them to Heather, who in turn placed them over her ears.

This started the conditioning process...
 

Epilogue. Gina

"And it is with great sadness... yet excitement too... that I announce my resignation as a reporter with WCNX news.  I will miss you.  Signing out for my final time, this is Gina Temple."

"That's a wrap," yelled the director.

Gina got up from her desk and looked over at Sam.

"I'm going to miss you," Sam North told her as they came together for one last hug.

"I'm going to miss you, too," Gina replied, lying.

Mr. Darke told her once she was done that she could return to him, so more than ever she just wanted to get out of there, for being away from him did a number on her pussy.

As Gina collected some personal things, she remembered how one of her new female lovers described their condition.  Uncomfortably horny - all of the time.  Personally, she felt it was much more intense.

As commanded, Gina had broken up with her boyfriend... something that proved very easy given she no longer felt any desire for him.  She also reported on the rumors and staked her reputation that every one of them were false and unfounded… including the one regarding Maria Cowles.  She reported that Maria was incredibly happy and simply fed up with Hollywood... and that her husband reminded her of Hollywood, and that she'd soon be filing for a divorce.  Gina blushed at the memory of her tryst with Maria.  The third night of her new life, Heather had invited her into her bed and when she had arrived, the former actress turned maid was already naked underneath the covers.  She indulged in a threesome of lesbian lovemaking.

The last thing she had done was do a segment on Mr. Darke.  She called him an upstanding citizen... so upstanding in fact that she was leaving her career as a reporter to become his new Public Affairs Officer.  She assured everyone that she would be defending his good name.

After making her final goodbyes, she headed towards toward the exit, and it was then that she heard a young woman call out her name.  As she entered the waiting room where the woman had called out to her, she was immediately taken with how beautiful the woman was.  There was something about her sparkling blue eyes that drew her attention.

"How can I help you?" Gina asked the woman with a smile.  Ever since her conditioning, she'd been looking at her own gender with greater appreciation and an underlining need to bed them.  Right now it was difficult not to look down at the woman’s breasts.

"My name is Theresa Thorn and I'm an agent with the Office of Scientific Investigation."

"I'm pleased to meet you Miss Thorn... and again... how can I help you?" she responded.

"I'd like to ask you a few questions regarding Dominic Darke and his corporation."

"I'd love to talk to you Ms. Thorn, but I'm afraid if it pertains to Mr. Darke I can't help you," she replied.

"I'm confused Ms. Temple, why is that?" Miss Thorn asked.

"The second after I tendered my resignation with WCNX, I became Darke Corporation's Public Relations Officer, and therefore bound by contract to discuss official matters only when I'm on duty," she replied, making sure she sounded professional.  Ms. Thorn stared back at her with a look of shock and even then she screamed hottie.  "However, if you're willing, I'd be more than pleased to address any of your concerns on Monday morning at 9:00 a.m."

"Well... I was hoping we could talk now, but if policy forbids it, then I will take you up on your offer.  Where should we meet?" Ms. Thorn asked.

"At Darke Corporation of course... and I'll even arrange it where you can meet Mr. Darke."

"That would be great... and we’ll see you then," the agent replied before she turned and walked away.

Gina couldn’t help but stare at the woman’s butt as she exited the room.  Then it hit her!  Her eyes lit up at the possibility that Theresa would make a spectacular addition!

Gina quickly reached into her bag for her cell phone and called Dominic.

"Hello, sweetie... you were great," Dominic answered on the first ring.

"Thank you, sir!  I was hoping that I could see you," she responded, feeling incredible pleasure from Mr. Darke’s compliment.

"Sure, come to my residence.  I’ll call Heather and have her join us.  Then we’ll celebrate."

"Yes sir!  Thank you, sir!  Oh... uh..."

"What is it, Gina?" Dominic asked.

"Remember how I've been asking you if I could have a secretary?"

"Of course I do... and I also told you Jennifer and Maria are off limits."

"I understand that sir… I have someone else in mind," she replied, nervously.

"Oh...?  Have you been doing your own recruiting?" Dominic asked with a chuckle.

"Of course not, sir... I... ah... a beautiful girl is investigating you and I thought..."

"Investigating me...?  Who is she?" Dominic asked.

"She's from the Office of Scientific Investigation, sir."

"Hmmm...  now, what would the O.S.I. want with me?"

"On Monday morning she'll be meeting with me in my office, so I'm sure to find out."

"Very good, Gina."

"Thank you, sir."

"And are you suggesting that pretty agent become your secretary?"

"Yes, sir!  She's very sexy and I know you'll just love her!"

"I'm sure I will and we'll talk about it later when you get here... now, hurry up and do cum."

"Unngggghhhhhhhhh," Gina suddenly cried out, dropping her cell phone.  She had to lean against the wall to stop herself from falling, riding the wave of an incredible orgasm.

It was just then that Sam came around the corner and saw her leaning against the wall.

"Gina, are you all right?" Sam asked her, clearly concerned.

Gina finally turned to Sam with a dazed goofy expression on her face.

"Gina...?"

"Sam...?" she finally whispered, trying to recover.

"God, Gina... are you alright?  What happened to you?"

"I... I came...  he's always punning me like that,” Gina replied with a giggle.  “He's so sweet... and I got to go meet him.  Bu-bye."
 

The End.