My Alluring CEO-Chapter 89 - 88 contract

He had just given Rhodes’ wife multiple orgasms, so maybe this was his karma.

The next day, Emily got some good news as soon as she got to work.

The contract with Andrew Tate Company had been officially signed, and Andrew Tate greatly appreciated Emily’s performance.

This was a big deal, bringing in a lot of profit for the company, and it also meant a promotion and a raise were right in front of her.

However, she wondered why Andrew Tate had been using this contract to pressure her all along and then just suddenly signed it so easily.

Emily decided she needed to talk to him, at least to figure out what was going on in his head.

She made a call: "Mr. Tate? It’s Emily. Do you have a moment? Great. I’ll come to your office right now. Goodbye."

After confirming Andrew Tate was in, Emily straightened her clothes, touched up her makeup, and hurried over.

This contract had been signed under Andrew Tate’s instructions.

Ever since that night when Emily helped him out, he couldn’t get this mature and beautiful woman out of his mind.

The more Emily resisted, the more excited Andrew Tate became.

He often fantasized about stripping Emily naked, pressing her on his office desk, and fucking her hard.

Just thinking about it made Andrew Tate feel a fire burning inside.

He made up his mind to conquer this beautiful woman.

At that moment, the sound of high heels echoed outside the door, followed by a knock. "Mr. Tate, it’s Emily."

"Come in." Emily pushed the door open and stood in front of Andrew Tate. "Mr. Tate, I’m here to thank you."

"It’s nothing, Emily," Andrew Tate said, pulling her to sit on the sofa. "I know your abilities. This project is beneficial for both you and our company, so I signed it. You don’t need to be so polite. And after you helped me that night, I feel you’re worth the effort."

He patted Emily’s shoulder.

"Mr. Tate, please don’t do this." Emily shuddered and pulled back.

"Emily, you may not realize," Andrew Tate said, "I can designate the person in charge of this project. Whether it’s you or someone else, it doesn’t make much difference to me."

"Mr. Tate, how can you do this?" Emily’s heart sank, realizing Andrew Tate had a hidden agenda. "I can give up being in charge of this project, please don’t force me anymore."

"Don’t rush into decisions." Andrew Tate sighed. "I really think highly of you. If you agree to my request, I can assign you to handle future projects. Look, this is our company’s strategic plan for the coming years. I can make you the point person, ensuring you get a promotion and a raise, and no one can stop you!"

Andrew Tate leaned his thigh against Emily’s. She was wearing a short skirt suit, sitting on the sofa, her skirt riding up, revealing half of her fair and plump thigh.

"You know I’m telling the truth, and there are many people in your company willing to do anything to be in charge of this project. What do you say?" As Andrew Tate spoke, he placed his hand on her thigh. Emily’s heart was pounding. His hand on her thigh sent a wave of discomfort and fear through her body.

She tried to move her foot, but Andrew Tate didn’t let go. Instead, he continued to move his hand upwards.

"I... I..." Emily’s mind was in chaos, knowing that Andrew Tate’s offer was very tempting. freewebnσvel.cѳm

"Emily, it wouldn’t hurt to be more open-minded." Andrew Tate reached out and hugged Emily, leaning down to whisper in her ear, deftly unbuttoning her clothes.

Emily felt her mind go blank.

At that moment, Andrew Tate suddenly grabbed her feet and forcefully spread them apart.

Emily immediately realized how lewd this posture was. A strong sense of shame almost made her faint, and she felt her face burning like fire.

Andrew Tate’s eyes turned red as he saw the sight in front of him.

The flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her full and slender thighs, the embroidered garter belts at the end of the stockings sinking into the delicate skin at the base of her thighs, the pink translucent panties wrapping around her pussy, the faintly visible pubic hair making Andrew Tate’s cock instantly hard, pressing against his pants.

"Don’t move, keep this position!" Andrew Tate said, slightly lowering his head to lift the skirt, exposing Emily’s entire core. He lightly poked her core with his fingers, observing Emily’s ashamed expression as he teased her.

Being played with in this lewd manner, Emily felt angry and anxious, blushing all over.

Andrew Tate explored Emily’s private parts, the sexy narrow panties covering her pussy, the dense pubic hair peeking out from the edge of the panties.

Suddenly, he pressed on Emily’s clit and rubbed back and forth.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Emily couldn’t help but let out a moan from her throat.

Andrew Tate smirked, teasing Emily’s clit, and Emily endured the pleasure coming from her lower body, tilting her head back, closing her beautiful eyes, biting her teeth to hold back from making a sound, her face flushed.

"How sensitive!" Andrew Tate smirked, shifting his attention from Emily’s core to her upper body. Emily’s clothes had only been unbuttoned, and Andrew Tate pulled her clothes apart.

The white bra supported her full and perky breasts. Andrew Tate reached his hands to them.

Feeling deeply ashamed, Emily could only turn her head to the side as much as possible, enduring it with a sense of grievance.

"Perfect breasts!" Andrew Tate wantonly played with the mature female body in front of him.

Emily’s thighs were spread apart, maintaining a lewd posture. She could only close her eyes and pray in her heart for all of this to end quickly, but Andrew Tate clearly had no intention of ending it easily.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"Mr. Tate, the car is parked downstairs." It turned out to be Andrew Tate’s driver, asking if he needed the car.

"No need, you can go off duty." Andrew Tate sighed, gritting his teeth.

If that bastard had been ten minutes later, he would have fucked Emily.

"Okay. I understand." The driver might have left, but the weird vibe from earlier was totally shattered.

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