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Prime Real Estate
by Dr. Feel Good (DFG) (dfg1980@gmail.com)

My name is Jake Camden, a 26-year-old former model from the University of
Texas that is now in the real estate business in Texas. I work at a Century
21 real estate firm in Austin owned by a mother and daughter. The mother is
Leslie Marshall, a pillar of the community in her late 60's that is on the
verge of retiring. Her daughter, and co-owner of our firm, is Debra Marshall,
a 36-year-old quasi-celebrity. I say quasi celebrity because from 1998 to
2002 she worked for World Wrestling Entertainment as a sexy diva that
persuaded men with her sexy assets. I was a huge wrestling fan, and still am
to an extent, so I knew of Debra. What I didn't know was that she seemed to
despise men.

Even though I never asked, I assumed it was because she was married to Steve
McMichael, a former football player that was known to cheat her and also
former wrestler Steve Austin, who four years ago in 2002 got charged for
beating her. Also, in our office there are seven employees that work under
Leslie and Debra. Four are women while the only men are a gay dude named
Lance and a 60 something year old man Charlie that's been dating Leslie for
about a decade. In 2003, with Leslie having money from her late husband's
success as an oil salesman and Debra from settlements she got from her two
marriages they took over this firm. In late 2005, when I was close to
graduating, I read about how this office was struggling and that it might
close down, so I figured I'd apply there. The first time I did, Debra
interviewed me and was really cruel giving me her man hate attitude. Then I
tried again, this time I was interviewed by Leslie, who is a very nice older
woman, and I got the job starting in 2006.

I started working for Debra and Leslie on January 9th, 2006. It was a bit
of a drag because my girlfriend moved three hours away from me, so I only
really saw her on weekends. It was hard working in an office with mostly
females without acting on it. All the girls that worked there were nice
to me and the two that I would consider dating respected that I had a
girlfriend, so nothing ever happened. In my mind, though, I felt like
ending the relationship with my girlfriend because the distance was a
little too much. Then things changed on Valentine's Day, February 14th.

It's been 26 days since I got the job and since I got hired I've sold or
leased 58 properties. Company profits for the month of January were up 80%
and halfway through February we were on pace for profits of over 125% in
that month. With this news also came the announcement that I'd won employee
of the month for the second month in a row, despite the month being only
half over. Everybody was happy for me because they knew how hard I worked
and how much I wanted to be successful. The way the office was set up was
there was a big open space with seven cubicles where we all had our own
desks, computers and two chairs in a small space while Debra and Leslie had
very large, spacious offices with top of the line desks, couches, computers
and everything else. When the seven of us that work in the cubicles went to
lunch that day together, one of them informed us that Leslie was planning
on retiring soon and that Debra would be picking one of us as the successor.
While most fired off one liners ripping on Debra being mean or whatever, I
never really said anything because I felt that while she had never gone out
of her way to be nice to me, she never was mean to me either. So I sat there
silently most of the lunch.

The day went by rather quickly. I was a little disappointed that I wouldn't
be with my girlfriend that night because of the commute, but I had a busy
day of work that day. I spent much of the afternoon on the phone closing two
deals for condos that had been tough to rent. While most of my co-workers
could barely close two deals per week, I was doing over two a day. Big
office deals too. Not just small time stuff. I really worked hard to perfect
my craft. It didn't hurt that I had good looks and a ripped body that I took
care of. Often times I'd try to close deals on the phone, couldn't do it and
then when I'd meet them in person people were more willing to make a deal. I
never compromised the business, though. Never slept with a woman to cut a
deal. Never did anything underhanded.

Every day at the office was fun only because I got to look at Debra. Despite
not being in wrestling, she kept in great shape and often wore short skirts
to show off her impeccable legs. Debra looked so gorgeous on Valentine's Day.
She had on a red business suit, the type she'd wear in WWE, with a very short
skirt to accentuate her legs and ass, black heels and a buttoned up top
covering her bra, which housed her world famous 36D sized breasts, also known
as puppies. They were implants sure, but they turned me on big time.

I left the office just before 6pm as the day ended (we work from 10-6 in
real estate) with the intent of going to show a house to people for a couple
hours. As I was about to leave the office out the front door, Debra called me
into her office.

"Got a second?" She asked.

"Sure. What's up?"

"You going to show that house on Main Street right?" I nodded yes. "How long
will you be?" She asked.

"About an hour and a half, tops. Why?"

She explained, "I was going through the payroll since today is the 14th and
tomorrow is pay day. I just got done looking at your output so far this
month. I was hoping you could spare some time so I could talk to you about
a bonus. You've definitely earned it."

"I guess I could stop by after I'm done, sure."

"Okay great, it probably won't be too long." She explained. "Just that nobody
here has performed at such a level that they warranted a bonus before, so I
wanted to talk to you about it. We can negotiate what's fair. Like I said, it
won't take long and I know you probably have plans tonight for Valentine's
with…"

"No," I interrupted.

"I thought you had a girlfriend?" She wondered.

"I do, but she lives three hours away and since it's a Tuesday today we're
going to hold off on that."

"I understand." She paused, then as if a lightbulb came on above her head
she said something more. "Why don't you pick up some dinner when you get back
here? I was going to get some myself, but since you'll be back here you might
as well get it."

Intrigued by the offer, I let out a smile. "Sure. Italian sound good?" She
said that's fine.

"The front door will be locked soon when everybody gets out, so just knock
on my back door here. One other thing, Jake. This won't just be a business
meeting. It's after hours. Nothing is off limits." I smiled back at her,
closed the door and had the biggest shit eating grin on my face.

I admit that when I showed the house that night I didn't really focus on it.
All I had on my mind was Debra and what an opportunity I had sitting in front
of me. I picked up some fettuccini alfredo from an Italian restaurant, plus
some salad and some water, then head back to the office at about 8:45pm.
While I sat in the car waiting to go into her office, my cell phone rang. It
was Debra. She asked where I was. I told her I was "almost there" just
because I needed a moment before I went into the room. I asked her if she
wanted me to get dessert, but she informed me that it was taken care of. She
hung up, so then I called my girlfriend just to check in for the night and
tell her I was going to the gym, then to bed and that I'd talk to her another
time. I looked back into Debra's office from afar and noticed the blinds in
one corner of her office weren't closed. I took a peek inside the room to see
Debra looking at herself in the mirror touching up her lipstick. I also
noticed her skirt and how it was up higher than normal, yet very reminiscent
to how short she wore it when she was in WWE. I stopped looking into the
room, then knocked on the door and she answered it. When I walked in, she
made sure to lock the door and told me to have a seat the small table she set
up in the corner of the room, which is where we'd be eating. I also noticed
her closing the curtain that I was peeking into the room out of. I'm not sure
if that meant she saw me or if she just noticed it now.

The table we were eating on was very makeshift. It was just one of those ones
you can pull out of the closet to set up. I had a seat across from her as she
sat with her legs crossed. Those legs were fantastic. I felt like my heart
skipped a beat just looking at them. As she was eating the fettuccini
alfredo, a bit of the white sauce spilled from her mouth and landed on her
leg, just above her knee. Ten seconds later, she didn't really notice it so I
pointed it out. I sorta chuckled as I told her what it was because it sorta
looked like cum and with the way my mind was working I certainly did think of
that in that situation. She politely smiled, wiped it off and folded a napkin
over her legs while uncrossing them. Soon after the business aspect of our
talk was over and it got a little more personal.

"So tell me about this girlfriend of yours?" She wondered.

"We've been going out a few months. She's a nice girl. I don't know how
serious it is or what kind of future it is, but we've had some fun."

"That's nice to hear. Obviously if it was really serious you'd be with her
right now, right?" She asked.

"Maybe, maybe not. I don't know where our relationship is, but maybe since
I'm not with her on a night like this it's a sign of something. Forget about
me, what about you?"

"Ha, what about me?" She said with a smile. "I married Steve McMichael, we
hated each other for years, we took forever to come up with a settlement and
when we divorced I was so fucking happy. Then I'm single again, I meet Steve
Williams in WWE, it goes good for like two years and then that gets messed up
too. Since then I haven't had a date. Haven't been with a man at all sexually
and I'm sure some of the people in this office think I'm some sort of bitchy
man hater or something."

"I won't lie to you, I've heard some say it. I'm not going to name anybody,
but some of them think you're a little too rough in general." I informed her
as I wondered if I made a mistake by saying this.

"I'm not surprised," she conceded as she sipped on her bottled water. "I've
become a tougher person because of the failures in my personal life. I still
have a lot of goals and I try to accomplish them with a tough exterior. I'm
not like my mother, though. She's angelic almost and nice to a fault. We
don't always agree on stuff. Like you, for example. I didn't think you were
qualified for this job, but I was wrong. I don't have a problem admitting
when I'm wrong. I was wrong about you. You're the best employee I've ever
had and you're an even better person."

As I took my last bit of fettuccini alfredo off my plate and she did hers, I
could only say "thank you, I really appreciate that."

With dinner out of the way, we talked a little more business. She sat behind
her desk and told me she wanted to talk to me about what kind of bonus I
would receive. She told me that her mother wasn't aware that she was giving
me a bonus, but that she was doing this because she felt I deserved it.

"It's hard to put a dollar figure on how much you've meant to this company
and to me personally." She continued, "Sometimes I wonder if we'd even have
this company at this point if it weren't for you."

"I don't know about that, Debra. I'm sure you were doing fine and you'd be
successful with or without me."

"It's not just about business, Jake. The people that work here like you.
Every person that you've sold a property to has had something good to say
about you. They call me and tell me. You've given us a reputation now and
I'm very, very thankful for that. Maybe I should take lessons from you on
how to be a better person," she suggested. "Maybe I am a bitch."

"Oh Debra, don't be so hard on yourself. You're smart, you're successful,
you're beautiful and you really are nice," I assured her. "If anything,
they're the bitches for disrespecting you like that."

"You're so sweet, Jake," she said while smiling at me. "I don't know how
this is going to come across, but I was wondering if you wanted to dance
with me."

"Right now? Here?" I asked.

"Yes silly. It's Valentine's Day, I've always liked dancing and you've been
so nice to me. If that's a problem then I can just..."

"No, no problem at all." I assured her.

"Good," she told me. "There's a CD player over there. Just hit play. I think
there's something adequate in there."

I walked over to the CD player in the corner of the room and hit play on
the CD. I didn't really recognize the song, but it was some soft music
that definitely was romantic. When I turned back around to see Debra she
was standing in front of the desk with two of the four buttons on her top
unbuttoned, which allowed me to see a lot of her wonderful breasts, which
were being supported by a black bra. I was a bit taken aback by it. I
wasn't about to complain. As I looked at her amazing body leaning against
her desk, she told me to walk towards her. She immediately took off my
coat, telling me she wanted me to be comfortable.

"Are you comfortable?" She asked.

"Very."

"I am too. So, do you know how to dance?" She asked again.

"I can do okay," I replied.

I walked in close to her, holding her hand with one hand and putting the
other on her back. Then she quickly readjusted my hand, moving it down her
body until it was on her ass.

"How does that feel?" She asked of me.

"Good. Very good."

While my hand was on her ass, hers was also on mine as she groped me.

"Mmmm, you're in such good shape. I remember seeing you in those Hanes
underwear ads. You filled out a pair of those bad boys very good." She put
her head on my shoulder as we continued to dance a bit more. "When you
watched me in the WWF did you like when I unbuttoned my top to show off my
puppies?"

"Oh yeah. That was definitely my favorite time as a fan."

"Seems to me like we're big fans of eachother. Maybe we should do something
about that."

"What did you have in mind?" I asked her, playing coy.

"Just this..."

She took her head off my shoulder and kissed me passionately on the lips.
Her hand quickly moved from my ass up to my head as she brought me in close
to her to kiss me some more. I moved down to her chest, kissing the top of
her tits as she began to moan.

"Mmmmmm. Take me baby! Take me. On the desk. Fuck me on this desk!"

She turned around, then wiped off every damn thing off her desk! I was
shocked. It was all gone, even the computer. She sat on the desk and took
off her top completely. I took off my shirt. She pulled me close, then
undid my belt and I slipped my pants off. I was sitting there in my Hanes
as she got on her knees on the desk. I smiled at her, then unzipped her
short skirt, slid off her panties and smiled as I glanced at her pussy. I
started to rub it gently as she unclipped her bra with her hands and was
now naked on the desk. I was about to take off my underwear when she
stopped me.

"Let me," she said with a smile.

She reached with her left hand for the front of my undies and squeezed my
cock. I was rock hard by this point. With her hand she slipped down my
undies, as I pulled them down my leg and left them on the ground. I joined
her on the desk as she rubbed my dick.

"Why don't you lay back and let me be the boss." She told me. I laid on my
back as she mounted on top of me, rubbing and kissing my dick. "Is this the
kind of bonus you wanted?"

"Hell yeah, baby. This is exactly what I wanted."

She kept teasing my dick with her mouth, but never taking it all in. Instead
she moved her body back a bit so my dick was in between her tits.

"The puppies, they like you. They want you to fuck them."

I leaned up the desk using my hands to support me as she kneeled over the
desk so her tits were around my dick. I was really hard inside as she rubbed
her massive breasts on my cock. Every so often she would take them out and
lick my cock for a bit, then she'd put her tits back on my dick. It was a
cock tease and I loved it. I did my best to keep my cock upright and hard
for her as she moved her tits up and down on it. She kept moaning as I pushed
hard in between her tits. Then she got to her feet again, climbing onto the
desk as I slid back up a bit.

"Fuck me, honey. Fuck me all night long!"

She positioned her pussy right over my dick with her knees on either side of
me. When she sat down on top of my cock I could feel her body shake.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. It's been soooooooo long. I need you. I need you now!"

She started to ride me fast as I went hard inside of her. She was rubbing
her tits with her hands, but I wanted them. I kept reaching up for them. She
laughed, then leaned down and I tilted my head up to take them into my mouth.
I started sucking on them, licking them and rubbing my face into them.

"FUCK ME HARD! HARD!"

She extended her hands out, so I put mine out and we locked our hands while
my mouth was still transfixed on her puppies. With her hands locked with mine
I had more strength and I really pushed my cock inside of her. She moved her
body in perfect motion with me while I took my mouth out of her tits for a
second. She then leaned down with her head so we could make out some more
while she rocked her body with mine.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! MMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

She couldn't talk because we were kissing so deeply. I positioned my hands
on her back now, pulling her in close as she bounced up and down on my dick.
She kept moaning and swearing the whole time.

"SHIT! OHHHHHHHHHHH! MORE! LIKE THAT!"

"I'm gonna cum," I told her.

She nodded, assuring me it was alright, and I let loose of a load deep inside
of her pussy. I could feel how wet she was in her pussy. Her body shook again
as the cum kept flowing out of me. At the same time, her moans increased and
I could feel her reaching her orgasm.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

She calmed her body after the last drops came from me and she put her head
down onto my chest.

"Stand up." She told me, while helping me to my feet. I stood off of the desk.

She got on her knees on the desk while I stood there waiting for what she
wanted me to do.

"Get under me. Eat me. Now."

I liked when she gave me orders, so I obliged. She lifted her right leg up
as I got under her on the desk with my mouth right at her pussy. She sat up
vertically as I stuck my tongue in her pussy. I wiggled it around her clit
while she moaned loudly.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooo! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

I picked my head up off the desk a bit, sticking my tongue deep in her,
licking all around, kissing it and sucking in all of her juices. As I
continued, so did her moaning.

"Uh huh. Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Just...like...that." She was trying to
keep her breath. "More! More! Ooooooooooooooooooooooo Godddddddddddddddddd!"

I picked up the pace even more, bobbing up and down inside of her clit, my
mouth fully in her pussy.

"Stop! Please! Stop!"

I could tell I was really pushing her, so I slowed down a bit and took my
mouth out of her.

"Now it's my turn," she said with a coy smile. "Get in the chair."

We each got off the desk as I sat back in her plush leather chair while she
stood in front of me, naked and wet.

"So, is this part of my bonus?" I asked.

"It's my favorite part, hon. All you gotta do is sit back and let me take
you."

"I'm all yours...boss." I said back to her, smiling hugely.

She got down on her knees in front of me, spreading my legs open.

She really went to work on me, rubbing my balls with her right hand while
her left stroked my cock. She liked to tease me I could tell because she
didn't go fully down on me. She kept rubbing and rubbing. After thirty
seconds or so, she dipped lower and wrapped her lips around my fully erect
cock. She put her right hand on my stomach while her left was holding onto
my right leg. She licked my head a few times, teasing me a bit more. Then
she went up and down my shaft with her mouth, licking and sucking me while
I stayed strong for her. She was aggressively sucking me, I didn't think
she could go that hard, but she did it. I kept rocking my hips towards her
mouth to let her take me all in. It must have lasted a solid five or six
minutes of straight dick sucking. Then she took her mouth off of my cock
and stood up in front of me.

"I want you inside of me one more time, baby."

She turned around with her chest forward, her tits on the desk. Her ass was
right in front of me as I ran my fingers on her stomach, then up her body
until each hand was holding one of her breasts. Her tits were fabulous.
Unbelievable. I rubbed them.

"Get inside me, sugar. Please."

I jammed my hard cock deep inside of her.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo," She moaned. "Oh God
yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!"

I knew I couldn't hold off cumming for much longer, so I really pushed hard
inside of her. My dick was so hard while her pussy was so wet it didn't take
long for her to orgasm again.

"Fuck! Fuck! Oh Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Fuck!"

I never thought her to be the swearing type, but there it was. She leaned her
body up vertically off of the desk as I held onto her tits and fully rammed
my rod into her pussy. Then she reached her orgasm point.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

We were both pretty exhausted from the fuckfest as I fell back into the chair
and she gently lay on top of me.

"So," I asked her while trying to catch my breath, "did that performance help
my impending bonus or not?"

"What do you think?" She asked smiling. "You keep this up, we'll be
partners."

"In fucking or in business?" I asked.

"Both."

In a sense, we already were. And this was only just the beginning of that
partnership.
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Feel free to send me feedback at dfg1980@gmail.com and thank you very much
for taking the time to read my story.


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