Prolog

Betty was looking into the eyes of the man standing in front of her. She couldn't help but instinctively swallow as soon as she saw his dilated pupils. This small detail heralded what she liked the most. It heralded the fact that the infamous Lucifer of the Ecomoda imagines how he bends her on the chairman's desk and moves his hand over her leg with one smooth movement. From the knee until he can feel the lace of her underwear with his thumb.

She hadn't tasted him yet, although there was a great deal of excitement between them. More than once, while kissing her, he whispered in her ear that he wanted their first time to be remembered. She used to think that he was talking about the setting as if from a cheesy romantic comedy or soap opera, but she gave up that thought a long time ago. This dark man wanted the tension between them to warm up to such a temperature that sex would be a necessity, not a whim. Therefore, he dragged out each stage of the relationship so much that it hurt her.

"Daniel, what brings you to me?"

The woman watched as Mr. Valencia, with a clumsy movement, adjusted the collar around his neck.

"I came to Ecomoda to see my sister. I came to your office to kiss you... on the lips. I was a little thoughtful when I saw your dress."

Betty got up from her desk and walked over to him. She put one hand on his arm and the other on her waist. With a cheeky smile, she asked, looking him straight in the eye. - "Is there something wrong with this dress?" - She turned around deliberately staying within reach of his arms. - "I thought it showed my strengths perfectly."

Daniel's throat went dry as he saw the bare skin of her back, the hickey still visible between her shoulder blades. He ran his fingers through his hair, wondering whether he should go to his sister or shut up with this woman and present her the starter kit. Or rather, its booster dose.

"You look marvelous. Really wonderful. Could I touch you now?" - He tried to move away enough that the president did not notice his rapidly increasing erection.

"Of course, but why are you moving away?"

Betty was clearly disappointed. Daniel, wanting to appease the woman, grabbed her hand and moved to his "problem".

"Oh... I wish I could help you." Beatriz was wondering how to tell the man to take her. She did not come up with anything, so she unbuttoned his pants with a confident movement, letting them slide down his hips to his knees. When she saw that he was too shocked to protest, she lifted her leg, hooking it against him. With her free hand, she released his swollen penis and pushed her dress up.

"Honey what are you doing?" his voice trembled.

She pulled him to her mouth and whispered one simple sentence in his ear - "What do you think it looks like to you?"

Daniel swung her leg off of him and lightly pushed her towards the desk. He walked over to her and very slowly took off her underwear, all the time looking her in the eye. His hand went to the top of her thighs, and when he paused for a moment, he asked, "Can I?"

Betty felt her face flush as she realized what he was going to do. She passed on to him on a tray and he wants to tease her.

"Of course…"

At that moment, she felt his finger slide into her. - "How wet... Are you ready? Is it for me?"

"Oh yeah, but I'm ready not only for your fingers." - her hand went to his dick. Daniel didn't protest this time. He pushed his hips forward so that she had better access to him. - "Can I?"

"Of course." he croaked.

When Betty started pushing it inside her, she had the feeling that …

"BETTY ! Are you sleeping at work again? We have a board meeting in an hour. Mr. Armando Mendoza is back and we will discuss the results of his work." - said Nicolas Mora with a broad smile on his face.