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analyze my options and see what I can do. I drove back home, and went into my study, got naked and sat there. The thought of fucking her came to my mind, in regret, but remembering the tightness of her pussy and her handful of tits in my hands got me hard. I slapped my cock hard for doing what I did, and the fucker twitched in response and didn't go down. I cursed myself again and drifted into a nap. When I woke up, I started to take stock of things. This probably had to do with the huge contract I had signed last month. My fucking partner probably got greedy and now wants me out. It was a life changing contract that I had signed. Although he would be getting a share of it but the terms of partnership were such that the larger share would land in my account. What the fucker didn't realize that this contract would open leads for us that would be beneficial in the longer run. Or maybe he did realize that and wanted it all for himself. And bringing the charges against me of moral misconduct would definitely make us lose the contract.

Part of me wanted to give in and let it be and set up my own shop again and start afresh. But I had worked hard for two years to secure this contract while he was off fucking different women. The motherfucker. I was hating him for what he did. But knowing myself, I knew I would not rest till I got my sweet revenge. Like Tupac once said, "revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy." And it wasn't hard to get revenge.

I started to hatch a plan. And I had to move fast.

I knew his wayward behaviour. I almost knew all the women he had been cheating on his wife with. And that was the only way I could get back at him. Plus a couple of ither shady deals he had done with his clients.

I made my resignation letter and submitted it to HR, citing personal reasons. The day I went in to collect my things and clear my office, his wife was already there getting it redecorated as her own office space. Although I went in late at night so I don't run into any people, but I ran into her. Fucker.

"Sorry but I couldn't wait to set the office up. I will help you clear your stuff."

"No need, I can do it myself," I said hurriedly as I opened my drawers to clear out things. She cam to me and stood beside my chair.

"You know, I didn't want to do this to you but I am working on a larger plan, maybe we can work together."

"I am not interested in any of your plans, you fucked me over. So new beginnings for me. I don't want anything to do with you or your husband. I can rebuild and I am sure I will," I replied.

"I have no doubts you will. You have always been the driving force behind this Company and I know my husband cuts corners and has shady dealings. Also, the last couple of days, you might think I was putting on a show but I do know for a fact he fucks around. So I am going to screw him over as well, just waiting for the right time to make the move. It will hurt the Company, so now that you are out of the way, it makes it easier for me to act ruthlessly and not care about what happens to the Company. Believe me, we are working against the same enemy now." She stepped closer as she said this and her perfume intoxicated me.

"Best of luck with your plans but I am not interested anymore. I am going to do my own separate thing now," I replied curtly, not wanting to divulge my revenge plans. For all I knew she could be setting up another trap at the behest of my ex-Partner to gain insights on what I was planning to do.

"I understand and don't blame you for being bitter. But I need you right now," she said in a husky voice and her hand landed on my thigh and before I could move it away, it slid to cup my cock.

I hate my cock for this and what an easy slut I am, but I started growing hard and while she leaned in to cup my crotch, I had a nice view down her neckline, and her scent completely took over my senses. I brought my mouth to hers and we kissed as she unzipped my jeans and took my cock out. She broke off the kiss and immediately went down and licked around the head a couple of times before taking me in her mouth. I groaned from the pleasure and lifted my ass off the seat to thrust in her mouth. Holding her head in place I thrusted in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. I was mad at her as well, so I pushed her down on her knees and fisted her hair. I firmly kept her head on my cock, and pushed in past her gag reflex and into her throat. Then I pinched her nose close and made her starve for oxygen. I saw her face starting to flush and she tried lifting her head but I kept her there. She tried screaming but only managed to make my cock feel good from the reverberations of her attempts. Then when her eyes started to flutter close, I pulled her off and she breathed in deep and loud gasps. I slapped her face a couple of times as she looked at me. It wasn't fear. It was lust. She wanted to be dominated. I pulled her back on my hard cock and fucked her mouth mercilessly. Her gagging noise filled the room. I pulled her off my cock and pushed her roughly on the desk. I shoved my hand up her long skirt and roughly fisted the front of her panty and pulled it down her legs. I got in between her legs and rammed my cock in her pussy all the way in one stroke. She was gushing wetness from her pussy, really turned on.

I started to fuck her with long and deep strokes as I mauled her tits from over her blouse. I ripped the front buttons of her blouse and kneaded her tits, pulling her nipples as I felt her cum on my cock, spasming uncontrollably on my desk, knocking down a vintage clock on the table and breaking it. I leaned in and put my weight on her as I continued to thrust in her pussy. I couldn't control for long and emptied my balls in her.

"I hope I bred you," is all I said as I pulled out and stuffed my juiced up cock into my jeans.

I left her on the desk and walked out, thinking I will have my secretary pack my things up and bring them to me.

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