Fucking Her Way To The Top

Devra Holmes was a liar and now that she worked for an important arm of the advertising and marketing empire of Sullivan, Russell and Webb would do anything to keep from being found out. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to finish her degree in Journalism; it was just that she was short on money. Not coming from a wealthy family had placed her in jeopardy when a girl doesn’t want to go into debt for $80K or more just to get a degree. So, instead of going to college, she read every available book on the subject and jumped at the opportunity to work for SR&W in an entry level position in marketing. She might have embellished a few facts, like she was a college graduate from an Ivy League university. She was big on asking for forgiveness instead of permission and it usually worked out okay.

The reason it worked okay was because she was thin with huge knockers, a pert little butt that enhanced her tipped uterus when she wore spiked heels and was blessed with sinewy, strong legs that most men fantasized wrapped around their shoulders while they plunged their wealthy cocks into her every orifice. No one bothered to check up on her fake resume when she was hired to be Ethan Sullivan’s private assistant, but Ethan wasn’t controlling partner for nothing, he did check up on her. She had an inkling she was about to be confronted when Ethan had called her into his office to talk over some discrepancies he had found regarding her background. She was prepared to do whatever it took to remain employed. If it required her to fuck her way to the top, no problem for her since she liked it rough, gentle, multiple, or whatever. Financial success is what is important in her opinion.

“Hello Ethan, you wanted to speak with me? I brought along the Miller file in…”

“Be quiet Devra, that’s not what I want to discuss and I think you know that.”