She had introduced herself as just Laura and had claimed that Keith knows she was coming. Donna looked at her briefly and her dressing already told Donna what her business was in visiting Keith.
She had on an extremely short skirt and a tucked in shirt so transparent one could make out the color and the design of the underwear. She smacked her gum while she explained herself to Donna and after one buzzed to Keith’s office to announce her arrival, and almost immediately he had approved, so she let her in.
Laura walked into the office, expecting to find him reclining in his chair and staring at the door, waiting for her arrival but instead he was hunched over some very plenty papers and files and grunting every now and then.
“What’s got you in a pickle?” she smiled at him but it was obvious he was not in the mood. She chuckled and walked up to him, rounded the desk and came to sit in front of him.
She had on a very short skirt and a tucked in shirt so transparent one could see the colour and design of the bra she wore underneath. She spread her legs slightly apart in an attempt to seduce Keith but he had other things on his mind presently and was not paying her much attention.
“Laura, not now. I really cannot…” she placed his head into his palms. “Not now.”
She blinked and cocked her head. “Then tell me what the matter is? I worry for you Keith, is it work related or something else?”
He sighed and leaned back on the chair, crossed his arms and focused on her. “It is something having to do with the packs, sometimes it is all so overwhelming.”
She chuckled and crossed her arms too. “You are Keith Preston of the Ortho Speare and Alpha of The Twelve Order.” She straddled him on the chair and he leaned further back, wheeling the chair a little away from the desk as he gave her all his attention now. “You are the only Alpha to lead twelve packs in history and you have lead successfully for years
She smirked and traced his jaw line with her finger from his ear to his chin, then she held his chin with her index and thumb, tilting his head sightly up, her thumb caressed the underside of his lip, rubbed across it and then slightly parted them.
“What are you doing?” he asked in a husky voice.
“Studying you.” she gave a simple reply, the smile still plastered on her face.
He frowned and snapped his head so his jaw was free of her hold. “What the hell?”
“You’re all tensed up Keith, you need to relax and loosen up.”
“I will relax when I can find a way to sort this out.”
“Getting yourself a Luna might just fix it.”
He turned his face away from her briefly. “He had been told severally to get himself a Luna, he had so many options and if he could say then Laura sure did have a higher advantage than the other ladies but getting a Luna was not just as simple as they made it out to be. He knew. He turned back to her. “Back to you, what brings you here?”
“Do I really need a good reason to come see you, Keith?”
His eye brow twitched. “Yes, Laura you do.”
She leaned in a kissed him. “No Keith, I don’t need a reason.” she kissed him again. “I missed you, you hardly come see me.”
He rolled his eyes, not caring if it would offend her before proceeding to give his reason. “Well, that is because…”
“No.” she hushed him with a finger on his lips. “No more excuses Keith.”
She kissed him now, passionately, leaning into him. Her hands grabbed his shirt and easily made its way to the back of his head, his neck, his shoulders. She held him close to her.
He allowed the kiss, it was a welcome distraction and he knew he could made do with one right about now. His hands grabbed her waist and he squeezed, causing her to moan into his mouth, she smiled and made to move away but he was quick, he grabbed the back of her head and pushed her into him, she let out a muffled moan of protest but Keith held her in place.
He kissed her hungrily, his grip on her tightened and their passion grew, they both struggled for dominance using their tongues and Keith could feel his hunger rising. He reached for her shirt and ripped it, sending the buttons flying everywhere. Laura gasped at his action and her shocked expression turned into that of pleasure when he planted a kiss on her neck, painfully sucking away.
His hand went underneath the shirt behind to unclasp her bra which came off easily, she helped him now, peeling both the shirt and the bra away from her body so she was unclad from the waist up. He grabbed her waist and lifted her off of him, stood up from the chair and placed her on the desk, positioning himself in between her legs.
As he sucked on her neck, one hand groped her boobs and the other reached below her skirt and pulled her panties away, as he was doing that, she reached her hand out and unhooked his belt, his button and zipped down. She threw her hand into his briefs and grabbed his manhood. Keith groaned and grabbed her forcefully by the neck, pulled her off the desk and spun her around so that she had her back to him then pushed her down on the desk, positioning her right in front of him.
Donna frowned and rolled her eyes when she heard the familiar sounds coming from Keith’s office and she wondered why he would not make his office sound proof. The woman was moaning loudly and Keith groaned pleasurably, it went on for about twenty minutes before she heard his hard grunt and then “fuck!”, it was his signature word when it had come to an end.
She waited for the buzz of the phone on her desk, a call from Keith to call her in so she could “clean up the mess” as was usual with all the ladies he had taken in his office.
The phone buzzed and she knew that was the cue for her to go in. She walked into his office
“Find her a shirt from the wardrobe.”
Donna cocked her head, had she heard him right? He wanted to give this woman one of his own shirts. She scanned the woman with her eyes briefly before she nodded and turned away, heading for the other room. Laura followed her and when they got in, Donna opened up the wardrobe and picked out a deep blue shirt and handed it over to her.
“Mr Preston usually would not bother himself with cladding a woman he had just had sex with before sending her out of the office.” she sneered in disgust as the woman put on the shirt and made to tie it up in front. “Seems you pleasured him more than the last woman did.”
Laura looked up at her now. “What did you just say?”
Donna eyed her, she could not exactly tell why she disliked this one, maybe it was because of the fact that Keith had asked her to get a shirt for her.
“You heard me. You are all that cheap that you would agree to have sex with someone just for the money.” she tilted her head to the side like she was studying the lady. “Or is It because you just want to do so?”
Laura stopped buttoning the shirt and faced Donna, anger was evident in her facial expression. “Do you realize who you are talking to? Keith could fuck as many slut as would give him pleasure but do not make the mistake of counting me among them.”
“Then I’m guessing you are the VIP slut.”
Laura fumed and wanted to take out her anger out on her but Keith called them from the office. “Would it take forever to pick out a shirt Donna?! get the fuck out!”
Donna briefly eyed the lady before she exited the room. Laura fumed and she fisted her palms, she knew she should not be getting angry, at least not while she was here in front of so many people or she could risk transforming. She breathed out through her mouth and suppressed the anger. She would have to deal with this secretary, and she would do it her way.