Kindra and the Black Client

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“Why am I here, why am I here?” I whined, fingering through files. “Oh, because the witch needs some this shit for the client,” I groaned before a pause. “The client wants Pepsi instead of Coke; I have to get what they want. They want a certain band to be playing on the stereo; I have to make it happen because I’m the intern. What the fuck?” I let out before closing the filing cabinet. “Crap, I don’t know what I did with that form. I’ve already copied it twice for him, but he needs a third copy?” I griped, putting my hands on my head. “Doesn’t he have an assistant that can take care of his crap?”

I bit down on my bottom lip and clenched my fists on my sides too. I didn’t say anything for a few seconds and just tried to comprehend the proposed situation.

“Summer, could you come into my office with me for a moment, please?” I heard her ask.

“Sure, floozy, I’m not in the middle of something here,” I muttered under my breath.

I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment. I failed to reply to the hussy or even move, I just calmly rubbed my head again.

“Sometime today, Summer.”

“Fine, you stupid bitch,” I mumbled under my breath before I dropped my hands and went into her office. “Yes, Mrs. Lockin?”

“Where the hell is that 24C form for Mr. Finn? He is coming in here in an hour so we can have a meeting together. I need that form for him, so is it too much to ask for you to find it and copy it for him, or do I need a new intern?”

“I’ve looked everywhere for it, and I’ve already printed out two copies for him before, why does he need another one?” I questioned, letting my eyebrows down and leaning towards her.

“I don’t know why exactly,” she answered, getting up from her chair and walking around her desk. “I can tell you this though: The client’s reason could be that he needs another one to read while he is on the toilet and I’d still tell you to copy it again,” she explained before a pause. “Is there going to be a problem here, Summer? It doesn’t seem that you like working for me. Do you think that I’m just a wench and you just count the seconds until you may leave my line of vision?”

“Maybe, Mrs. Lockin,” I answered, leaning down and placing my palms on a chair. “I mean, the endless errands that I’ve been running for you hasn’t really taught me much. I’m here on a college internship, and I’m supposed to learning for an executive job for the future. I don’t see how this so-called work is helpful to me. Do you know what I mean?”

She nodded and slowly made her way to me. I had no idea what she was about to say or do, but I waited for a moment.

‘What the hell is she doing? Is she checking me out, or what the fuck?’

“Well, you are beautiful, if you don’t mind me saying, Summer,” she praised me, beginning to circle me.

“Thank you, I guess, but why are you flattering me?”

She stayed silent, but then she stopped in front of me again and smiled. I found myself dumbfounded, but still intrigued.

I saw her bring her hands towards my boobs. “What the hell are you doing?” I asked, peeking at her hands.

“Do you think you are ready to sign a client with me, Summer? You know, meet with them, and charm them so to speak?”

“Yes, but what do you mean?”

Her grin never disappeared, and her eyes dropped back down to my breasts. I still didn’t know what to make of what was going on, but I just had the opportunity on my mind. I still physically saw her, but I wasn’t really looking at her.

“Do you like my office, Summer?”

I glanced around for a few seconds. “Yes.”

“Considering it is easily five times bigger than the little room you are in right now, correct?”

“And the couches are a nice touch, among other things, Mrs. Lockin,” I answered, making eye contact. “Why do you ask?”

“How would you like an actual position here at this company? You know, with a paycheck and a few perks? Does that spark your interest?”

“Yes,” I responded, nodding. “How do we make that happen, Mrs. Lockin?”

She leaned right to me and pecked my cheek.

“What the hell, lady?” I protested, backing away.

Without speaking a word, she slowly placed one hand on my cheek and the other on my butt. My brain wanted to tell her off, but it seemed pointless at that point. I just saw her back away somewhat, but her hands remained in the same position.

It lasted for over a minute, but then I pushed her hands away. “What’s going on, Mrs. Lockin?”

“Take off your clothes, Summer.”

“What, no,” I objected, shaking my head no. “I’m not stripping in front of you.”

“Why not, are you bashful?” she pondered, lowering her head.

“Yes, but that’s not the point. Why the fuck should I take off my clothes in front of my boss?”

“Oh, you are feisty,” she complimented me, prior to kissing me.

“Whoa, what the hell?” I whined, backing away even more. “Why did you kiss me?”

She casually made her way right back to me and began unbuttoning her blouse. I couldn’t even formulate words, I just stood there and Bahçeşehir travesti waited for her to stop. After only a couple of seconds, she did and looked back into my eyes again.

Her hands lazily came towards my rack. “May I? I certainly wouldn’t want you to push a sexual harassment suit on me. I can promise you one thing though; if you just humor me now, I promise you that position. You’ll still be working with me, but doing much better hands-on work, and making money for college.”

“Fine, you weird tart,” I groaned, shooting her a dirty look.

“That’s ‘Mrs. Weird Tart, Summer,” she corrected me, placing her hands on my melons. “Wow, these are quite nice. What are these, B-cups?”

I took a deep breath. “Yes, Mrs. Lockin.”

“Don’t worry; you may call me ‘Kindra’ now, Summer.”

“Why?”

“Because you aren’t going to complain when I do this,” she responded, beginning to undo my blouse.

I immediately began breathing heavily, and my heart rate skyrocketed too. I couldn’t even look at my boss; I just watched her undo it ever so slowly. She seemed to be sexier with every passing second, but I still felt odd.

“May I take it off you now?”

“Am I guaranteed the job? No bullshit?” I pondered, peeking at her.

“Well, that depends, because we have to see how the meeting goes first, and if it goes well as I think it will, the job will be yours.”

“Fine, Kindra.”

She smiled again and calmly took my blouse off me. I still noticed that she had a couple of her buttons undone too, so her purple bra stood out a little bit.

“You know, Mr. Finn is a horndog. Do you know how I know that?”

I sighed. “How?”

Her hands calmly made the trip to my skirt. I just nodded, and she undid that as well, which made it fall a second later.

“Wow, you have some sexy body here, Summer, and you are twenty years old now?”

“Yes.”

“I think you’ll be perfect.”

“For what?” I whined, putting my hands up.

“I seem to think Mr. Finn is an extra tough nut to crack and I’ll need a little extra help closing the deal. I need him to sign with us, and for that to happen, I think I just need you,” she explained, unbuttoning her blouse completely. “I’m pretty sure an older brunette in her high thirties and a young adult blonde like yourself would certainly grease his wheels towards signing,” she mentioned, unbuttoning her skirt as well. “What do you say? Are you ready to join the big leagues where you don’t have to make copies or coffee runs anymore?”

“You want to have sex with Mr. Finn?” I asked, leaning my head back. “You are married though.”

“I know,” she pointed out, closing the gap again. “What my hubby doesn’t know, won’t hurt him, or kill his buzz behind his lavish lifestyle. That dumb bastard has no idea I’ve fucked a shit load of clients behind his back. Now, I’m only going to ask you this once,” she announced, placing her hands on my back. “Are in or out? Remember,” she said before unclasping my bra. “Being here comes with perks that add up to more than money,” she let me know before she kissed me and dropped to her knees.

She instantly grabbed onto my panties and brought them down. I failed to say a word, I just let it happen and then she rose back up with me and examined my nude body. I could only tell she liked what she saw as she cheesed.

“I can only imagine that how much Mr. Finn would love to see two white women together. You don’t have a boyfriend, do you?”

“No.”

“Are you sure? Just someone you are stringing along, a guy you blow on every second Wednesday of every month, there is no one at all?”

“No, Kindra,” I answered, covering my private parts.

“Don’t be shy,” she mentioned, prior to kissing me again. “If you are excellent, I might use you again. Now, just so we’re even, take off my bra and thong.”

I stood frozen for a few seconds, but then I did calmly uncover myself and bring my hands to her back. As I undid her bra, I just looked to her right and shook a bit.

“There is no need to be awkward, sexy intern,” she informed me, taking it off herself.

Then I backed away, and she lowered herself down, taking her matching thong down too. “Look, we both have bushes,” she pointed out, standing back up with me and taking my hands. “Don’t worry; you may check me out, Summer.”

I licked my lips and kept eye contact with her though. “Why are we both naked though?”

“So we can get comfortable with each other, Mr. Finn is going to be here soon, and we need to be looking all natural as if we have sex all the time. Now, why don’t you kiss me again?”

“I’m not a lesbian though.”

“Oh, Summer,” she moaned, placing her hands on my butt. “What is a little experimentation compared to having a much better job, and a closer relationship to your boss? Don’t you think your brain and twat could both take one for the team? Dare I ask: when do you think you’ll get another opportunity to eat pussy and suck on a cock in the same day?”

“Are you saying you find me Bahçeşehir travestiileri attractive?”

“Oh, I got you to blush,” she mentioned, prior to smooching my cheek. “Yes, now don’t overthink this,” she suggested, lowering herself down to my breasts. “You can thank me later,” she mentioned before let her tongue out and licked my right nipple.

I failed to react, but to freeze and glare at her as I witnessed her pleasuring my nipple with her tongue. I just kept my hands down at my sides, but tapped my feet somewhat. I couldn’t comprehend what was going on exactly, but I let the door open to find out.

She repeatedly licked it going from bottom to top, and she made sure to do it quite quickly too. I also found myself licking my lips and being unable to look away from her, so I knew I liked it at least a little bit, but there was still the question of ‘Why?’.

Although, after a couple of minutes, her tongue did come off my nipple and she brought her head back up. “We both know you liked that because your pussy is dripping,” she pointed out before she kissed me. “Now would you like to join me on that big couch over there?” she pondered, prior to putting her hand out.

I took it, and she escorted me right to the couch closet to us. I couldn’t be sure just what was in store for me in getting on that couch with her, but I found myself more than intrigued. We both sat down, and she placed her right hand on my snatch as she had her body turned to me.

She leaned to me and smooched my cheek. “Play with your boss’es cunt, Summer. Let me feel the summer breeze.”

“Okay, Kindra,” I muttered before I placed my hand on her slit. “It is very wet.”

“So is yours,” she mentioned, getting close to me. “Now let’s finger fuck each other. Have you ever been with a woman?”

“No, again: I’m not a lesbian, Kindra.”

“I know, but have you even just experimented with a woman before?”

I broke eye contact and bit my bottom lip.

“I take that as a ‘Yes.’.”

“I had a girlfriend eat me out once,” I confessed, glancing back at her. “I didn’t want it, but she was horny and my best friend, so I let her.”

“Oh, sexy,” she praised me, prior to kissing me again. “Do you like feeling my pussy? Do you think Mr. Finn will love the sight? Seeing you with your hot boss?” she pondered, moving her fingers even faster.

I began breathing heavily and jiggling around a bit more too. Kindra just seemed to know what buttons to push, but it wasn’t just mentally and physically appealing though. I just wanted to go down the rabbit hole if it landed me a paying job.

“You’re letting a lot of juice out, and contaminating my couch. Don’t worry; I like it better with the aroma of pussy juice.”

“Kindra, this is going really fast.”

“Trust me; once the client shows up, this will seems like a waltz, so buckle for what is to come.”

I couldn’t resist the urge to smooch her cheek, and then I looked down at her bosoms. As tempting as it was, I took it as an invitation as nothing was off limits.

So I leaned down and went to her right tit. ‘Shit, the money is making me do weird things now,’ I thought before I licked her nipple.

“Oh, I might have to give you a bonus for nipple licking,” she moaned, placing her other hand on my head.

‘And now I’m finger fucking her and licking her nipple. Wow, I didn’t envision this happening this morning. So a nipple tastes like this? Is she for real, she has a plan to use me for Mr. Finn? Well, she got this far, and she has proved herself to be a harlot, but I’d like to see her take it even further.’

“Just like that, Summer. Pleasure your boss and get your spirits up, and then you’ll be set. We’ll be more than ready for Mr. Finn.”

“Is that so?” we suddenly heard a male voice ask.

My heart felt like it stopped as I peeked towards the door.

I immediately covered up, but then I saw Kindra get up. “You’re twenty minutes early, Mr. Finn,” she pointed out, strolling towards him.

I stayed covered and tried to catch my breath as I watched them. I didn’t know what to think exactly, but of course, I had never gotten caught naked before.

“You know, it is just as inconvenient to show up early to a meeting as it is to come late, Mr. Finn,” she said slowly, calmly bringing her right hand to his crotch. “I’ll forgive you though.”

“That’s good, Kindra, correct?” he pondered, placing her right hand on her arm,

“Yes, and that’s my intern, Summer. Do you like her, don’t you think she is sexy?”

He peeked over her shoulder at me and his eyes widened, even as I had my private parts covered.

Although, she turned to me a few seconds later. “Come on, Summer, don’t be shy. Let our soon to be new client see your naked goodness. He loves white chocolate too,” she said before turning back to him. “Don’t you, Mr. Finn?” she pondered, caressing his crotch.

“Yes, but I’m still not sure about this deal, Kindra.”

“Well, we can talk about that later,” she said, getting even travesti Bahçeşehir closer to him. “There is no reason we can’t have some a little pleasure before our business. Don’t you want to have some fun with my intern and me?”

He looked over both of us for a moment, but backed away a couple of feet.

‘What does she want me to do? I’m not sure what real role Kindra wants me to play accurately, I’m on the couch in dead silence. Although, my drenched twat is making jiggle around.’

“No, I’m not interested in being persuaded like this, Kindra,” he protested, putting his hands up. “I’m a respectable athlete, and I certainly wouldn’t want something like this getting out.”

“Don’t worry, Summer and I can keep a secret, can’t we, Summer?” she asked, failing to look at me.

I took a deep breath. “Yes. Kindra.”

“Come here, Summer.”

I stayed there for a few seconds, but then I got up and calmly made my way towards them. I stopped on her right side, and he helped himself to a better view of my nude body as well. No one said anything for a moment, but I noticed him checking us both out nonstop.

“Summer, have you ever seen a black cock up close?”

“No, Kindra.”

“Are you nervous?”

“Yes, you have my nerves cringing right now.”

“Don’t worry yourself, I think your body is doing the talking for you, so relax,” she advised me, blindly undoing his pants. “I don’t think he or it bites.”

“Neither of us does, Summer,” he let me know, peeking at me.

They fell, and I even saw him take off the top half of his suit too. In less than a minute, there was a naked black man in the room, but as I knew he was unclothed, my eyes went up to the ceiling.

“So, what do you say, Mr. Finn? Could we get you to sign with us?” she inquired.

“Oh, you have very soft hands, Kindra,” he moaned.

“I know, and your dick doesn’t seem to mind doing business this way either,” I heard her respond before there were kissing sounds.

‘I feel like a vibrator, and entirely on edge too. The whole concept of what is happening just became very real, and now I’m speechless and feel nearly sick to my stomach. Wow, this is fucked up.’

A moment later, I felt her grab my hands. “Look at me, Summer.”

I angled my head down and saw them both. She just smooched my cheek and brought me right to him. She got on my side and brought my hand towards his cock. I immediately yanked it back as I had to stare down there.

“Come on; he already told you it won’t bite, Summer. Have you ever been with a black guy?”

“No.”

“I’m pretty sure even though it is big, it still won’t hurt to touch it, and he’ll certainly like it. Trust me, after you try this once, you’ll love it, and be begging to join in on these meetings. I can be your best friend, Summer. I’ll be winter to your summer, so what is it going to be? Just have a little fun with Mr. Finn and me here, or I can have you do some more bullshit work for another client.”

I glanced over at his rod again, and he lifted it up, so I saw his balls as well. I still couldn’t formulate any words, although, I felt charmed, but still skittish as well.

“I can see she is attracted to you, Mr. Finn, why don’t you come over here and give her a little confidence,” she suggested, getting behind me. “I know she wants you to sign with us too and therefore; she wants to please you,” she informed him before kissing my neck. “Go ahead, Summer, cut yourself off a piece of that chocolate cake. Go make the sale for us.”

I licked my lips for a few seconds as I soaked in his figure yet again. As anxious as I was, I couldn’t turn either of them down. So, I calmly closed the gap between us, but kept my eyes down on his junk.

I lazily moved my right hand over towards his wood and grabbed onto it. “Holy crap, Mr. Finn, that is big.”

“Oh, please, call me ‘James’,” he corrected me, nonchalantly placing his hands on my butt. “And your bottom is quite soft. I know what I said a couple of minutes ago, but you’ve already made some progress on me, so keep going. I know I’m almost a foot taller than you, but don’t scared, I’m not a big black teddy bear.”

“Okay, James,” I said before I casually moved my face over towards his.

We kissed each other as I felt his schlong vibrate a bit. He helped himself by caressing my butt and making me feel good. I couldn’t fight the urge to have the head come over onto my stomach. I had it rub all over it, and I instantly felt it get wet.

“I like you, Summer. Would you mind if we moved to the couch?”

We all lazily moved over to it, and I sat down first. Kindra sat at the opposite side, and he sat in between us. She helped herself to his cock and pecked his cheek several times as well. I sat back and played with my pussy a little bit.

“You felt his big and black dick already, Summer, there is no need to be shy, get over here.”

“Sorry, Kindra.”

“Don’t apologize, get close to him and make sure he knows he is in good hands with us,” she told me before she slowly leaned down towards it and took it into her mouth.

“Oh, yes, I like you too, Kindra,” he moaned, placing his left hand on her head.

I watched her stunned for a moment. “Fuck it,” I muttered before I rose up onto my knees and pasted my lips to Mr. Finn’s as I positioned my hands on his shoulders. ‘Holy shit.’