"Thank you, Ma'am."
Ms Jenkinson leaned back in her chair away from me, and spread her legs wide, opening up her glistening pussy to my gaze. "I do think that Zoey loves you," she said, prizing apart her pussy lips to reveal the pinkness inside, wet and ready for me to defile. "Perhaps if you give it time, she might realize the folly of her ways."
I felt a flood of warmth filling me inside at that, at the thought my Zoey might still love me, that one day she might be mine again.
"Do you think with a little time, you might forgive her some day?"
I saw genuine concern in her striking blue eyes, and couldn't tell her a lie.
"I think I could forgive her anything," I said. "But I can't share her with a man like that. I can't stand by and see her being hit."
Ms Jenkinson seemed almost grateful at my response. She said: "When I picked up the pieces after what happened with Brandon, it wasn't hard to know what our Zoey needed. I showed her how a relationship should be, as I'd already showed her through her internship how she could excel in business."
"By being in control?"
"Through leadership," she nodded. "It's still early days for her - and she's still quite young. I really wasn't expecting her to solve her personal issues and deal with you and your sales team by bedding you."
"I'm sorry it didn't work out."
"Well. I think you were the closest we've ever been to getting Brandon out of the picture at last. He's like a bad penny, that one."
She shrugged, and now looked up at me. She said: "Aiden, if you don't put that hard cock of yours inside me right now, I might have to reconsider that recommendation of yours."
"Yes, Ma'am."
I took a deep breath, trying to calm the emotions whirling around my head. I couldn't look back. I had to give Zoey space - and the first step was doing whatever it took to persuade this attractive older woman to put my name forward for my next job.
I nudged forward and the tip of my cock slipped inside her, teasing out a groan as I edged into her, slowly filling her completely, feeling her hot wetness stretched tight around me.
"Fuck me, Aiden."
The chair shook as I began to move in and out of her pussy, reveling in the sensation of fucking her, perhaps even feeling a sense of revenge as the strong waft of musk from her soaking snatch filled my nostrils. Ms Jenkinson leaned back in her seat, leaving me to do all the work, her arms reaching back, hands clasping the back of the chair, her breasts quivering on her chest as I thrust inside her, those big blue eyes fixed on my face as she gasped for breath. I pushed myself down on her forcefully, grabbing one of her breasts roughly in a hand, crushing her hard nipple between finger and thumb.
I'm not sure what I was thinking - this was a woman used to controlling people, leading men. But she bit her lip and flashed her eyes at me, enjoying my brute force, encouraging it.
She said: "That’s it, fuck me, Aiden, pound me."
Then she pulled me in to kiss my mouth, and that felt like the most wrong thing we'd done yet.
But looking at her perfect bone structure, her magazine-cover figure and the long, angelic blonde hair, I got the idea I was part of a long sexual history for this woman.
There was something hot about that idea, though I'd never found it arousing before to think of a partner's sexual history. I might have been just another notch on her bedpost, but this woman had demanded my services a second time - a final screw before I left the company - and that did wonders for my confidence.
"Did Zoey tell you about sex and love, Aiden?" she asked me, my pace slowing a little as I considered her leftfield question.
"Ma'am?"
She smiled, and stirred her hips now to keep our sex going even as I paused. "One thing I drilled into her when I was trying to get her to cut her ties with Brandon."
"That you can have sex with someone without loving them," I said, remembering that Zoey had mentioned it before, when trying to explain her being with Brandon.
"That's right," she said as I continued to pump my hips and writhe against her, stirring my hardness inside her. "I tried to make her realize that while Brandon kept wanting sex from her, he didn't actually love her."
"Right."
"He didn't just beat her, you know. He used to cheat on her every chance he got," Ms Jenkinson said. "I tried to get her to see it from his perspective, while also protect her from future lovers - but I guess the lesson got kind of confused."
"I guess so."
Ms Jenkinson ushered me up now so she could turn and present her rear. I thought it might be a little tricky on the chair, but she made it look easy, almost practiced. Pushing into her pussy from behind, feeling her squeezing me, I could feel I had little time left in me.