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“Donald Trump doesn’t want to deal with you anymore. Carolyn wants to see you in her office now,” the receptionist said flatly.

Steve pulled his roller luggage to where the receptionist was pointing, which was a strong wooden door with “324B” engraved in gold on it. He knocked.

“Come in,” she said.

Steve opened the door. Carolyn flashed her typical toothy smile, staring at him with her blue eyes. She was wearing a high collared silk white blouse with a black band around her neck and a pendant hanging from it. She was quite snug in her leather tight fitting skirt. She ran a hand through her silky blond hair.

“I want to talk to you about something I’ve been meaning to ask of you for a long time.”

“What’s that?” Steve said, unknowingly.

“From the moment I first saw you, I could tell you needed it.” Carolyn stated.

“Needed what?” He replied.

Carolyn said nothing. She stared at him and smiled. Folding up her sleeves to the wrists, she stood up, walked over to the closet behind him and removed a large white sheet.

Steve was still looking forward. Suddenly he heard a large snap and the sheet was all around him, settling down on him. Her hands were in his hair, caressing his scalp.

“What…What are you doing?”

“Something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time,” Carolyn whispered. “Give you a haircut.”

“Please, please..” Steve pleaded. “I like my hair the way it is.”

“Nonsense,” said Carolyn. “You don’t fit corporate protocol. When I’m done with you, you will not only fit in, but really shine. Now hold still.”

“But I have to be with my stockbroker in ten minutes.” Steve protested.

“Sorry. This will take a half-hour. It’s very important.” Carolyn placed her hands on Steve’s shoulders, preventing him from getting up.

In the meantime, Steve felt strong arousal from being overwhelmed by this overbearing woman.

She removed a long shiny scissors and black comb from her purse on the desk. Snipping her scissors, she then walked over, bent over Steve and went to work, her graceful long nailed hands manipulating his head.

“Carolyn, I…” Steve muttered.

“Hush Steve,” she whispered. “Just let it happen.”

Her low breathing and snipping filled his ears. Her sweet perfume flooded his nose. The V of her silken blouse, the way her eyes were looking down at him, and her serious manner was making him explode.

Meanwhile, outside, the receptionist was listening at the door. All she heard was snipping sounds. Immediately her hand went between her legs.  She closed her eyes and caressed herself.

“While you are working for me, you will get a haircut every third week,” Carolyn said in a low tone.

Steve piped up under her scissors, “That’s way too much.  I really don’t need…”

“Do you want the job or not?” Carolyn demanded in a firm tone. The snipping stopped for a while.

“Yes, I do,” Steve said in a tired voice.

She resumed hovering over Steve and continued her work.  Carolyn slowly snipped his bangs in a straight line, her fingernails lightly brushing across his forehead and above his ears. She then walked behind him, leaned over his neck and blew away all the stray hairs from his neck and shoulders. She released him from her large white cape.

“I’m not finished with you yet,” she said, her hands on his shoulders again.  “For being such a good boy, I’m going to give you a treat.”

Before Steve could say anything, she kissed him on the mouth. She kept kissing him lightly, on the cheek, on the neck, caressing his chest, until she finally unbuttoned his pants.

His cock was ready for action.  Carolyn licked his balls first, teasing them with her tongue, her silk blouse tickling his crotch.  Steve moaned helplessly,

Meanwhile, the receptionist was still at the door.  All she could hear now was sucking and moaning sounds. Her panties were getting soaking wet!

A half an hour later, both emerged from the office. Carolyn had an ear to ear toothy grin on her face as if she just had prime steak for dinner.

Steve did indeed fit the office protocol in a shiny, new way, although he was walking a little funny and seemed a little woozy.

It looked like her new apprentice would fit in after all.

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