Professional Secretary

Okay, here is Chapter 2! I think I got some good feedback from the first chapter, so here you guys go! ^_^

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\"Yeah, get me a room with a girl or two. New one today.\" A smile formed as she spoke into her cell phone. She was a regular at that particular club, and she knew the owner well, so getting a room and girl wasn\'t much trouble. She sighed softly to herself, covering her cum soaked blouse with her jacket as she got into her car. \"I sure as hell hope that son of a bitch doesn\'t start to think I\'m his whore or something.\" She murmured. \"He\'s just a stepping stone. Soon enough I\'ll be the company owner\'s secretary.\" She giggled to herself. The owner of the entire company, who\'d she\'d only seen once, was a much more pleasant man then her current boss. \"Big dick, I bet, too.\" She grinned, gasping in shock as she turned to her apartment building. She lived in a huge building, in the middle of the financial district. It was always full business men who tried to pinch her ass and promise her the world. But she wasn\'t stupid. She knew how badly they wanted her, and used it to her advantage. In fact, giving \'favors\' was how she got her current job. But today, the block was full of fire trucks. She cried out, parking near one of them and running out of her car. \"What the hell is going on?\" She nearly screamed at one of the firefighters. \"There was a fire on the 8th floor, ma\'am.\" He replied. \"8-..8th floor?\" She whimpered.

\"God damn it.\" She growled. \"Are you telling me all my stuff is gone? That all I have are this car and the clothes on my back?\" \"I\'m afraid so, ma\'am.\" \"Bullshit!\" She growled, kicking the side of her car. \"Bull fucking shit!\" She huffed, angrily getting into her car and speeding off. \"What the hell am I going to do now? All I have are my car, and my stupid blouse that\'s ruined anyway.\" She murmured, as she pulled up into the club. \"I need a fucking break.\" She growled, slamming the door as she walked into the club.

\"Hey, Emily. How\'s life treating you?\" The club owner, Cindy greeted her. \"Like a 50 inch cock.\" She snapped in reply. \"Bad day?\" \"My fucking apartment caught fire and all my stuff is gone. How was your day?\" She sighed, taking off her jacket. \"What? Are you serious?\" \"Yeah.\" \"Holy shit, I\'m so sorry, Emily. Is there anything I can do?\" \"Get me some fresh pussy and a room.\" Emily murmured. \"Well I already did that.\" Cindy chuckled. \"But, look, here, I have a suite at some place I never use. You can just stay there for a while, all right?\" \"Really? Thanks so much, Cindy!\" Emily smiled, tightly hugging her friend. \"I can always count on you to cheer me up.\" Emily grinned. \"Oh, um, do you have like, a shirt or something I could borrow?\" Cindy laughed, as she led Emily to her room. \"Emily, you know a shirt is the last thing you\'ll need here.\"