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Chapter 28

Alyssa

My audience of twelve is captured by my statement.

They're anticipatory and quiet. A nervous wave hits me hard. All eyes are on me, and it's time to give them what I've been dying to give them for the longest time.

“Sit back, gentlemen,” I say. “Let me show you just how much I’ve enjoyed my time with you on this project.”

My arms are practically shaking as I prop myself to sit in the chair at the head of the table. I reach my hand down under me and raise the seat as high as it goes, giving the men a proper view of me. What sense would there be in my gesture without it?

I lower myself down onto the black leather chair and remove my black sling-back heels. I prop my feet up against the cherry wood table, my legs spread apart ever so slightly. It’s just enough for them to peer through and see my royal purple satin panties that were earlier masked by my black pencil skirt.

I push my knees together, my ankles still spread apart. As I shift my legs side to side, I rub my hands up and down my legs, caressing them in teasing, sexy movements. As my hands reach the top of my thighs, I shift my hips side to side giving flashes of my panties to the group.

Having the control over what they get to see of me is empowering. Especially since the first time they saw me in such a...revealed state, I was completely caught off guard.

This time, the show is mine to star in, direct, and produce.

I bring my hands between my legs and part them. As they fall to each side, my satin panties are in full view for the group again. This time, they can see the wet spot soaking through them, where my excitement is visibly pooling.

I continue to move my hands along my body, just tracing up and down, making my own skin tingle with my own touch. Each stroke of my fingers against my skin heightens my pleasure and the suspense alone, leaving me hungry and wanting more.

I bring my hand up my torso, and I trace the line of my top that reveals just the top of my cleavage, right above my nipples.

I graze my thumb against my nipple and move my hand to my other breast. Once there, I tease my nipples until they’re both hard against my fingers. I pull my hand away, and they can each see my lovely breasts just enough, with my erect nipples poking against the semi-sheer fabric of my blouse.

The men are all staring at me so intensely. Their eyes are all full of hunger for me. I love the feeling of having all of their attention. I love having caught them off-guard with my little surprise. There’s an erotic thrill to it all, and I’m soaking up every moment of it.

I slip my hands into my shirt and grope my soft, round tits, and as I pull my hands off of them, I gently slide them out of my shirt, giving the crowd a full view of my naked bosom.

I squish them together for a moment before letting them fall naturally into their place against my shirt and my skin.

As I look out into the group of them, I scan across all of their faces.

Tristan is captivated. Ethan is perspiring; I can see his forehead glistening. Simon is almost drooling.

I have all of their attention, and it’s just how I wanted it.

My hand slides down into my panties slowly, and I slip my finger against my dripping pussy lips before bringing my finger back up to my clit. I rub it slowly and sensually, getting myself warmed up.

My eyes close, and I drift into those same flashes I saw on my first day here, except now, I can even put faces to the bodies that were all over me.

I first picture Theo taking hold of me and shoving his cock inside of me. I can imagine Nico between my breasts smothering his face with them. Ford is at my cunt, lapping away.

It all gets me going so hard that I unexpectedly twitch intensely and quickly feel a warm tingling all over my body. I pant and moan with each breath, growing higher in pitch with each expression.

My pussy tightens and releases and floods my panties with my own cum.

“Well, well, Alyssa. That was quite a display,” remarks Eason.

The room fills with similar expressions. They’re all satisfied and in agreement.

Well, everyone but myself.

I need them to really see just what I mean when I say I’m putting on a show.

“Oh no, love. That wasn’t all of it,” I correct him. I climb onto the board room table feistily and stand on my knees. “Prepare yourselves, boys. We’re far from finished here.”

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