Chapter 25

WEDNESDAY - Part 2

Around 1:45, Jake gathered the Smithson materials and headed to the conference room to set up for the 2:00 presentation. He was slightly nervous about the meeting and what else might ensue.

The conference room was humming with activity when he arrived. Jessica and Emily arranged materials on the gleaming oval conference table with practiced efficiency.

Jessica’s brunette hair was gathered up in a professional-looking bun, and she wore makeup and crimson lipstick. Emily’s petite, nude figure moved gracefully as she rearranged the placement of folders.

“You made it,” Jessica said with a sly smile. “All rested up after your ‘preparation session’ with Kiera this morning?”

Jake sensed his face flush. “Uh, yeah. I was able to get a little nap in,” he exclaimed before looking around the room. “Looks like you two have been busy.”

Emily giggled, her small breasts bouncing lightly. “Well, not all of us get to sleep the day away,” she chided.

Before Jake could respond, the door swung open, and Kiera bounded in with an infectious energy, her freckled skin flushed with excitement. Her eyes widened in amazement as she took in the opulent, mahogany-paneled conference room with its large, sleek table and two oversized leather sofas. “Is there anything I might do to help?” she asked eagerly, her intonation brimming with anticipation and willingness.

Jessica flashed her a pleasant smile. “Why don’t you pull out the sofa beds and make them up? Clean sheets and pillows are in the cabinet in the corner,” she suggested, gesturing toward the built-in cabinet in the corner where the linens were stored.

Kiera’s face lit up with excitement. “So there will be sex,” she enthusiastically murmured under her breath as she eagerly headed toward the cabinet. Her anticipation was virtually palpable, her mind whirling with possibilities.

As 2:00 approached, the four stood at the conference table, facing the door, ready to greet the Smithsons.

The door opened, and Margaret entered first, followed by a couple who exuded wealth and confidence.

Richard Smithson was a plain-looking man in his late fifties, with thinning salt-and-pepper hair and hazel eyes. But his wife, Charlotte, immediately commanded attention. She wore an elegant, tailored cream suit that hugged her stunning figure, her honey-blonde hair falling in soft waves around her shoulders. Though she appeared to be in her late forties, her body was toned and firm, the result of regular workouts with expensive personal trainers. Her blue eyes, sharp and assessing, scanned the room before settling on Jake with particular interest.

“Allow me to introduce our team,” Margaret said warmly. “You know Jessica and Emily, of course, and this is Jake Thompson, our newest financial analyst, and my granddaughter Kiera, who is observing today.” She explained, gesturing to the group.

Charlotte’s look lingered on Jake, a predatory smile playing at her lips. “My, my, Margaret. You do find the most ... impressive talent.” Her eyes traveled down Jake’s body, pausing appreciatively at his slightly swelling cock. “Richard, look at what Margaret has found. If things go well today, I might have to poach him away to come and work directly for us,” she chuckled slightly.

Richard nodded absently, his attention focused on the large breasts and erect nipples of the teenage redhead standing beside Jake. “That sounds good, dear,” he responded, actually having no idea what his wife just said.

Charlotte moved closer to Jake, her perfume, an expensive, subtle blend, wrapping around him like silk. “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you,” she purred, extending her hand. “Margaret has spoken extremely highly of your ... capabilities.”