Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 19330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
"Yes, Daddy."
"Now, how about you tell me about your weekend?"
"I had a very intense reaction because I started by searching for the movie we watched. I didn't find it, but ended up down a rabbit hole. Research told me I could heighten my pleasure in a few different ways."
"That's interesting. By doing what?" he asks. "Show me."
I lean back, propping my feet on the edge of the table, with my knees in front of my shoulders and my legs spread wide, giving him the perfect view. I slide my shorts to the side and watch Aidan's facial expressions change.
At first, he's focusing on my fingers sliding between my folds, and then his head tilts to the side. His eyes widen, and so does his grin.
"Is that a butt plug, little girl?"
"Yes, Daddy," I tell him while sliding two fingers inside of my pussy to stroke myself. Slowly at first, and as my orgasm climbs, Aidan grabs my hand to stop me.
"No. You don't get to finish," he says, the corner of his mouth turning up. "You'll orgasm after we hit these books, or else we'll never get to them."
Disappointment washes over me as I puff and pout my lips. "Was that the sex talk?"
"The beginning of it, but that plug in your ass tells me I can condense my caveats. You really are ready to just get rid of your virginity."
"Yes, I am." I push his hand away to stand and head over to the table where a shit ton of work awaits. He's not wrong about that. We'd never get to this if he let me seduce him into fucking me on his coffee table.
He takes a few steps around the table as I spread out a few pages I’ve printed. I tell him, "These are the tasks I've outlined that need to be performed. This pile is the original CPA's findings, and this pile is the original auditor's reports."
Aidan nods. "Very good. What's the first step?"
"We have to determine the purpose of the audit while ensuring we understand the client's business." My light brown brows knit together as I slide pages around into a pile. Something stands out to me, and I tell him, "Professor Tamson already gave me the purpose and industry profile. So I guess we'd have to identify the internal controls of the company and areas of potential fraud and risk."
"What industry is this company in, and where would you start to look for fraud?"
"This is a car dealership, which is mostly financing? So fraud can be in the banking documents customers provide?" I raise an eyebrow, waiting for him to correct me.
"Now you're asking actual questions?" He chuckles. "Think about selling your textbooks. Treat the dealership the same way. Some you buy new, some you buy used, some you pay cash, some you have to use financial aid or loans to cover. Right?"
"Yes. As the seller of the textbook, the question I need to answer is how do I get more money for the inventory I have or don't have?"
"Bingo. At the end of the day, businesses want to make money without spending too much money. There are incentives that encourage car dealerships to pocket as much money as possible, which is why most salesmen are on commission and not salary-based."
"We should definitely identify discrepancies in payroll, inventory, and cash flows."
Aidan grins, nods slightly, and moves closer to me. His scent is alluring and makes me want to lick him all over again. I'm anxious to feel any piece of him touching me, bringing me to one climax after the next.
"You're on the right track. What should you be doing now?" he asks.
"I should be recording my concerns to develop an audit plan that identifies the method and procedures I'm going to use to investigate this company and its financial records."
"Good girl. That's correct."
A soft exhale and a smile spread across my face. "Anywhere I want, remember?"
He nods slowly. "You may touch me anywhere you want, and if I get hard, you get easy."
"Strip, Daddy."
Aidan pulls his shirt off and lets his pants fall to the ground. A part of me wants the porno playing in the background again, but if he doesn't get hard, we have to get back to work. I take a step back, eyeing him from head to toe like a JENGA tower, wondering where my touch on his body will make him crash.
I take a step closer and reach for the bottom of his boxers, but when I look in his eyes, Aidan almost looks disappointed.
"These are your rules, little girl. This is your game. I don't think it's going to be as easy as you think it is."
He's right, and I’m second-guessing what I can do. If I go straight for the shaft, he's expecting that and won't react at all. Or will he?