IRENE (Presidential Satisfying Woman )

IRENE (Presidential Satisfying Woman )
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Irene was really confused, What should she wear tonight ?


Anyway why is the boss even taking her to the party ?


Not her lover or her other woman's woman ? He wasn't that fit to accompany the creepy guy.


When Irene was drowning in her daydreams, there she was awakened by the arrival of an Office Boy who said Mr. Max was waiting below.


More precisely in a luxury car owned by President Anderson Group named Dario Max Anderson.


Bule man, handsome and handsome, which makes many women race the race want to be a lover of the rich man.


No ! Jagan is a lover, Become a date, or even a partner***nya only they want without having to be paid.


Importantly they could feel how mighty his seroang Max Anderson was so famous in their country.


With Irene forced to step both feet to meet the man in his car, and when Irene had arrived in the car, she immediately got the word spicy cayenne satan.


" Who do you think you dare make me wait huh ?? You must be self-conscious ! who are you here !!" Max spoke so cruelly.


He even pushed Irene's body into the car door.


Irene who felt guilty immediately took the initiative to apologize, but her name is a Max Anderson will not be as easy to accept an apology from anyone.


Including Irene who is only a secretary for her, After all what Irene received was a lot !


He had a base salary, overtime and monthly bonuses, so he had to endure for the sake of it all for his father.


For their next life in this country.


" I'm sorry again, sir, I've prepared the materials for the meeting tomorrow morning ." Hearing about the work Irene discussed made Max understand her.


Because of how depraved Max is, work remains number one for him.


" Road !" Max tells the driver after he just threw Irene's body away.


She put her sunglasses back on and looked straight ahead.


While Irene, She keeps trying to convince herself, That she's okay, She must be strong through all of this, for the sake of her father.


Yes, only for the sake of his father who must continue to seek treatment for his health.


Let him accept all the torments Max has given him like this.


Along the way, either to where according to Irene, either Max the boss or himself, No more talking this time.


Both of them were equally silent without making any sound, Until the moment the car had stopped, Irene was still staring around her.


Boutique ? What do they want to go to the store ? Does this Mr Max want something to shop for ? Suit maybe to wear it tonight ?


" Are you going down by yourself or am I dragging you inside ???" Awakening from her daydream, Irene immediately got out of the car and opened the car door for her Master.


Max just stared fiercely at Irene and just walked in leaving her secretary.


Now, the two are already in the boutique, Max directly to the VVIP room that has been prepared by the waiters in this boutique.


Famous boutiques that sell expensive items are certainly his.


" Get her a sexy dress ! If he refuses ! Tell me !" Max immediately left Irene and went to the dressing room because the suit was ready.


He just has to try it and bring it later.


" But Sir, What am I - -"


" Do you want me to fire you or do you want me to get your hair out ??" Everyone looked pityfully at Irene.


Irene has been brought to the dressing room, where she tried various kinds of dresses that have been prepared, one by one in her try, where she tried, Until in the 3rd trial dress Max looked at Irene who was wearing a shiny black dress made her stunned to see how sexy her woman who had twice rejected her was.


Max so thought, How sexy is Irene if wearing lingerie ? Or even in a Naked state ?


Will it be so amazing ? Seeing how white and smooth Irene was, it would definitely be incredibly hot.


Crazy ! Max is really crazy, just because imagining her sexy body Irene alone makes her feel the heat all over her body.


Shit ! If it continues this way, Max crazy long ago made it.


Not wanting to dissolve in his wild thoughts, Max approached the woman who was still wearing the sexy dress.



Grep !


" Sir-lord..." Irene was shocked when she felt her body being squeezed into the wall of her dressing room.


The place where he changed clothes.


" I was wondering, How fit this dress is on your body !" Max whispered mischievously in Irene's ear.


Irene's entire body was instantly electrocuted when she felt Max's breathing in her ears.


Even now Irene can feel Max's breath hitting the skin of her neck,.


Cup


Oh No ! Max kisses Irene's neck shaft, and it's getting electrocuted, her fine feathers instantly standing up all because of Max's actions on her.


Is this God, any more ?? Max's hand has gone up from his hip to the top.


For God's sake, Irene couldn't strongly feel how that big hand rubbed her exposed back so beautifully back there .


" Mister--" Irene said softly.


He won't let Max do more on his, won't.


But how ? Her body is squeezed by Max's large body behind her.


Until he felt something stuck in his ass, and Irene wasn't stupid !


What was stuck back there he knew, It was Max's bar, the bar Irene felt began to harden and react.


" I'll make sure you come to me later ! That will happen !" Max immediately left Irene's body back in her face until it hit the wall of the boutique locker room.


Not wanting to linger here and get something back from Max later, Irene immediately changed her clothes to Bali and out carrying the dress.


The dress that her boss has chosen, not her own.


Even just dreaming Irene never imagined how she would wear such sexy clothes.


Not once either.


" Take him to the salon ! I don't want to bring junk into a party !" Hearing the orders of his boss, the driver immediately drove his car salon in his Master's intent.


While Irene was, she had to start getting used to her getting spicy words from her Master, Because that was her job, And should be able to keep her heart to continue to be patient.


Let alone Max was saying his junk stuff ? Aye right ? That means that, right ??


So he must be in the fox so as not to look like a junkyard.


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