A Job I couldn't afford to lose..... SeXStoRY

I was a single Mom, no college degree, no parents to live with, no bf to help out. The father of my daughter was a fucking loser, and still is. I needed this job, desperately needed. I was on every sort of assistance program I could get on, but without a paycheck, I would have been screwed. But I wasn't trying to just get by, I wanted to be good, I wanted to bet better so that I could make more money. Luckily my friend's mom hooked me up with a job at a medical imaging place. It was a marketing job, basically taking brownies and goodies to local doctors offices to get them to use our imaging services. We got bonused on new and continued clients so the more productive I was, the better I got paid. I became pretty knowledgeable about imaging, and I did OK with the Doctors, not the best at marketing, but not the worst either. My big break came when one of my Doctors informed me of a colleague, Dr. Hammond, who was opening a medical group which would host seven doctors. I could only imagine how many new clients could come from such a practice. I had dollar signs in my eyes :). About a month went by when I heard news that that new building was almost ready and they would be open for business within 30 days. Thru my contact, a dinner meeting was set up with Dr. Hammond at this little Steak House, upscale but small with a tavern like atmosphere. I came prepared, not only did I have my target prices memorized, I also looked professional while still showing a little leg, Mid Thigh skirt, with a V-neck top showing just a hint of cleavage, my nails were done and my hair was done...(I know what you're thinking, dressed to fuck him...but no, I wanted to look like i knew what i was doing, not like some dumbass 22 yr old who just wanted to smile and giggle and hope for the best) I was ready to seal this deal. I met Dr. Hammond at the bar, he was an older man, taller than me, heavy set but the type where you could tell he had some muscle underneath, white hair. He reminded me of an old bear with glasses. We went to our table, a private booth in the back facing a window overlooking the neighboring fields. Thru out dinner he asked me about my personal life as well as my professional life. We discussed prices, we discussed the medical field in general, but I hadn't even come close to having him sound committed. When the plates were cleared, I decided to press him, put him on the spot and directly ask about my prices. His response was to get up, and slide into the booth next to me so that we could look at my numbers. As we discussed, more than once I caught peeking down to my chest. I didn't bat an eyelash, I kept right on with my pitch. He listened intently, but he was a master at changing the subject or asking a question I wasn't prepared for. That's when I felt his hand on my on my knee. I'm pretty sure I visibly paused in real life. I just stopped talking mid sentence, and he just smiled and started squeezing and caressing my knee. I took a couple deep breaths, and went back to talking about pricing. I spoke, with few cracks in my voice, and he just placated me with smiles and nods as his hand kept creeping up my leg. I felt his fingertips on my inner thigh, and he got to the point where my skirt was being pushed up a little. My pulse was racing a mile a minute, my chest tightened up, my throat tightened up, I didn't know how to react. Dr. Hammond then leaned out the booth and looked up and down the hallway, then satisfied, he leaned back in, turning towards me. His left hand had remained on my thigh the whole time, but now his right hand reached over, pulled my right leg open and slid his right hand up until he felt my panties. That shocked the hell out of me, I sorta stood in the booth and let out a loud gasp. Dr. Hammond apologized and pulled his hands back, and blamed the wine for his rudeness. "I tell ya what, let's go back to the office now, I will show you my best offer, and then you can match it." yes, is was 9pm. Did I know something was up? hmmm about 70% sure. But like I said, I was desperate. We paid the bill and I met him over at his new office. He was waiting for me at the front door and I entered, he locked it behind me and we went into his office. Once in his office, I sat in front of his desk and he laid out my biggest competitors offer. There was no way I could match it, and I told him so. He walked over began asking me what benefits we offer as opposed to them. And that's when his hands landed on my shoulders. As I was talking, he was standing next me rubbing my shoulder. It was very awkward looking straight up at him while I talked, cause he stood very close. While we spoke, he got that creepy smile and nod going again. Then his hand eventually began creeping down my chest. I had a silent gasp this time and froze up again. There was nobody else in this whole building. I felt his hand brush over my breast, and I guess because I had no reaction, he more blatantly touched it, then just grabbed it. I'm not sure how quickly his other hand reach down to fondle my other breast, but it couldn't have been long. Then he slid one hand inside my top, stretching it up, getting his fingers inside my bra, squeezung my bare flesh, getting his fingertips around my nipple. His breathing was getting heavier. "take if off." he said while still squeezing his hands. I just dumbly looked up at him. "TAKE IF OFF!" I jumped a little at that, and fought to hold back my panic. He looked pissed. then he reach down in front and grabbed my top near my waist and pulled up, he did the sane on the back side, pulling my top up. I reflexively crossed my arms, kept my top at my chest, but he just yanked up harder until my arms came up and the top went over my head. He stepped back and told me to take my bra off while he began kicking his shoes off and unbuttoning his shirt. I felt my lip quivering, and my hands were shaking, but I reached around and undid my bra and slid it off. He had everything off except his wife beater T Shirt and his socks. and he just stood there with a bulging purple cock looking about to burst. Then he stepped forward, stroking his cock and reached out to grab the back of my hair. My head snapped foward and I felt the head of his cock pressing my lips against my teeth. I opened my mouth and let him. He slowly slid it all the way in and would hold it there in my mouth, brushing the back of my throat. I was trying to breathe thru my nose, and I heard him breathing very fast, whispering 'suck it you lil cunt, suck it". I just sat there doing as I was told until he started making weird moaning noises, and he would stop and start his thrusting into my mouth. The he pulled out quickly and said "Get on the floor" "COME ON, COME ON, get on the fucking floor!" As I started to stand up, he grabbed my neck and the side of my head and forcibly pushed me down to the floor. He reached down under my skirt with both hands and grabbed a handful of panties in both fists (leaving scratch marks from gabbing so viciously) and then he yanked up so hard, my hips and legs were yanked off the ground. As soon as they were off he was kneeling down between my legs, right hand on his cock about to shove it inside me, his left hand was on my forehead, holding my head down. All of his weight rested on my chest, making it impossible to breathe. He put his face right in mine and said "look at me!" just as the head of his cock slid into the right spot. At that point he slammed it in, and immediately began pounding it as hard as he could. I think I let out a long scream and he did the same thing. He reached up and was holding my head with both hands when he let out a final yell and let loose a lifetime of semen inside me. Bucking his hips in a slowing motion for another minute, he smiled and slid out. He got up and sat in the chair and looked at me on the floor and said "Contract is yours. For 3 months. We will negotiate again at that point."