u/No_Parsnip_3229

I work as a regional property manager for a larger management company in the midwest, and I take pride in making sure my properties always get top ratings in the area. Our annual review was coming up, and I had no reason to think that I wouldn't once again be the top in the area.

A week leading up to the review I met up with one of the other property managers for lunch, and to go over how the review at his properties had gone. Suddenly, I wasn't feeling as confident. He mentioned that the usual site auditor had retired, and a new young hotshot had got the job, and he was looking to slash budgets and close the under-performing sites. I typically always got high marks for my properties because I knew the owner of the company, but something told me he wouldn't be able to bail me out this time around.

Fast forward to the day of the review and I was beyond nervous. I sat in my office, anxiously waiting for the auditor to arrive. To help my confidence I had dressed a bit nicer than I usually do for these, with a cute black sweater over a white blouse and a pencil skirt.

One hour before the auditor was set to be there, I get a call from my maintenance team. The units that they were going to be evaluating had suffered a water leak, and were in complete disarray. In a panic, I tried to call the owner to request to reschedule for the following month. He denied the request as it was the end of the year and we needed to get the review completed in order to be able to include the results in our upcoming annual report.

I was stunned. I knew if this audit went through it would be the end of my career, but I had to do something.

There was a knock at my door, and in walked a young man who couldn't have been older than 24. I asked him if he was looking for a leasing agent to get a tour of the property, and he laughed. I finally put two and two together, this was the site auditor! My face was red with embarrassment as I introduced myself, I was stumbling all over my words trying to make a coherent sentence.

After some casual banter, he insisted that we get on with the audit as he had three other sites to get to today. I reluctantly agreed, knowing the condition of the unit was sure to fail, but I had a plan.

We get to the unit, and it's in worse shape than I thought. On top of the water leak, there were holes in the walls, a broken window, and half the light weren't working.

He begins his report, and I see him frantically documenting everything as he walks around. I was doomed.

Then, he tells me he needs to take some pictures for the report, and that's when it hit me. Maybe I could pass after all.

I quickly run to the bathroom while he is in the kitchen, and removed my blouse and skirt. Leaving only my favorite, lucky pink thong.

I then waited for him to come to the bathroom for his pictures he needed, but I was going to give him more pictures than he ever wanted.

I heard a knock on the door again, and I cheerfully told him to come in.

He took one look at me, and turned pale as a ghost. I knew I had his attention now.

I walked up and slowly started rubbing his cock over his pants, and I could feel it growing larger.

I asked him how his report was going, and he fell over his words trying to make a coherent sentence.

I kissed him, then slowly started undoing his pants. His cock was massive, much bigger than my husbands.

He was sweating profusely, I could tell I had all the power now. I decided to put my blowjob skills to the test, I've been told I'm the queen and this would be my ultimate test.

As I slowly licked his cock up and down I could hear him starting to moan and breath heavy. I put it in my mouth, and I could feel him grow even bigger, I was gagging without even trying. It felt like he was going to explode before the real fun began.

I let go, and asked him if I was better than his girlfriend he just nodded, still exasperated from what was happening.

I then stood up and slid my pink panties off, then gestured him to the derelict couch in the living room. I laid down on the couch, and grabbed him closer, directing his head to my soaking wet pussy.

He started going down on me, and I could tell he had no idea what he was doing, but the effort was still appreciated.

After a few minutes, I pushed him off, landing on the floor. I towered over him, slowly lowering myself onto his throbbing cock as I began riding. I started easy, then started getting into a good rhythm and was getting way too into it. I started moaning loudly as he penetrated me and deeper and deeper, surely the neighbors could hear me but I didn't care. I needed to save my job.

I hopped off and demanded that he bend me over the couch and finish the job.

As I lay there, waiting, there was a knock at the door. We both froze, and then frantically began trying to find our clothes to put back on.

After a chaotic few minutes, I opened the door, makeup a mess and my hair disheveled. I look around, and see the FedEx man driving off.

I went back inside, mood ruined, and spoke to him. He had gotten naked again and was ready for more to finish the job. I kissed him, and whispered "let me know how your report goes" and walked back to the office.