At the reception…

"And where do you think you are going?"

"Meaning?"

"Meaning that it's not your turn. You were with him two days ago, and you still want to go in again? We all know that it isn't your turn. So please step aside, let me go in."

"Go Where?"

"Go inside your brain. Will you get out of the road so I can get in? Will You?"

"Am sorry, I'm going nowhere. He called, and I picked. Where were you when you know it was your turn and that he would definitely call for his morning exercise? Tell me! Where were you?"

"You knew it was my turn, why then did you pick the call? It wouldn't cost you anything if you had called me to come pick the call."

"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I am going in and that is final."

Other staffs stood and watched the staffs exchanging words, arguing who was to go give him his morning exercise. It was her turn to go in and everyone knew. Felicia was pained that her colleague was doing everything possible to push her out of the way.

Getting one thousand dollars for just an exercise that wouldn't last for an hour was something she didn't prepare her mind to lose. How could she agree to be over throwned? How possible was that?

Spending some minutes with that god inside his office was what she would be happy to do even without the money.

They kept on arguing and the rest staffs never cared to interfere for some reasons.

"Are you stepping aside or not?"

Before she knew it, the staff who picked the call pushed her aside and then hurriedly went inside to see her boss. She got to the veranda where her boss office door was located, she then stood there and started arranging herself. She started by gazing at her image on the fancy mirror hung by the wall side of the veranda, she went closer and admired her beauty and also tried to position her breast, making sure that it was well packaged. Not only that, but she then drew her skirt upwards, trying to make the length of her skirt to be shorter than it was. Subsequently, she unbuttoned 2 buttons of her sky-blue colored T-shirt and then walked in.

At the reception…

The staff who was pushed was speechless, and wasn't surprised. She then walked out to keep her self busy and promises within herself to revenge.

"What kept you so long?"

"Am sorry sir, I was …"

"Leave us."

He said as the body guards obeyed because they knew he was actually talking to them. They also knew he doesn't like repeating himself twice.

They walked out, leaving the staff and their boss all alone.

With his face as cold as always, he spoke.

"Now, strip!"

Here he comes again, even prostitutes deserve romance and then this?

Stripping one's self before making out was something no girl would love to do. Is he not supposed to ask her to come,

they kiss and then emotion takes place? Not having feelings is the worst thing that could ever happen to a man when it comes to love making.

"Should I repeat myself again?"

At first, the staff was reluctant to do that because she was frustrated by the way he normally does it with her.

Since she dislikes it, why then was she arguing with the other person who enjoys his company? Well, it was said that money could do anything.

She stood there and started stripping herself.

She started by zipping down the zip on her mini skirt as she let it drop to her feet, showing her gist ring pant. Furthermore, she unbuttoned the remaining button of her T-shirt that wasn't unbuttoned, removed her sky-blue T-shirt and flung it on the chair next to her as she bent to pick up her skirt and pretended that it dropped from her hand while flinging it to the chair that was at her back. It fell on the floor as She turned, backing him and bent low to pick her skirt trying to seduce him.

'What is these fool trying to do? Seduce me? He said inwardly.

"Hey, what are you trying to do? Will You pick up that skirt and come here before I deal with you? Haven't I warned you to stop trying to seduce me? No one can do that, not even you, so stop trying."

The staff immediately picked up her skirt and then placed it where she placed her T-shirt and started walking closer to him.

" If you will stress me, just go back to the reception so I'm able to call someone else. When I said strip, what does that mean? Will I also beg you to pull your bra and pant?" He said as he creased his brows in frustration.

The girl then hurriedly removed her pant and her bra, showing her buttocks and pink nipples as she walked closer to him.

"Lie on the floor." He ordered.

She laid on the floor as the man stood up from his seat, started removing his clothes.

He started by removing his suit, then his White T-shirt and then his belt. That was the only thing he removed because he had never let any of the girls see his nakedness because he thinks and felt that they don't worth it. None of them worth it.

Even if he gets intimate with them, the respect was still there.

He pulled his clothes as he sat back on his seat.

"Stand up, come and suck my breast." He ordered, as the girl quickly obeyed.

She stood up and walked close to him where he was sitting and said.

"Sir, please you still have your singlet on."

"Are you stupid? How many times have I warned you about saying this?"

The girl was speechless and then decided to do it the way she normally does it.

She shifted his singlet from the other end where his armpit was located and started sucking his little nipples as he closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure.