As she walked into Marjorie's office she noticed that she was on the phone and she walked forward a little bit tilting her head trying to figure out who it was which quickly changed when Marjorie looked at her, her expression turned from happiness to annoyance within a second.
And she looked around awkwardly with her arms across her chest, as soon as Marjorie finished the call she went to speak but was cut off and she rolled her eyes in annoyance at that.
Which the other quickly noticed "What is your problem Charlotte?" she growled, said person looked at her annoyed "What is my problem? My problem?! As soon as I go to speak you fucking cut me off, so the real question is what is your problem?" Charlotte exclaimed
"You! You are the problem here! Your so fixated on getting rid of Jodie that your turning into her." Marjorie retorted, Charlotte hardened her gaze "Like who?" she growled, "Mia! Your tuning into Mia!" Marjorie exclaimed.
In response Charlotte stepped closer "I'm turning into Mia? You know everyone was going on at me to grow a backbone and as soon as I do you all just start tearing me into me for it! I'm not turning into fucking Mia!" Charlotte shouted
"Stop with the attitude Charlotte! It doesn't look good on you! You look like a bratty child throwing a tantrum!" Marjorie growled in response, Charlotte stepped closer "And what are you going to do if I don't drop my attitude huh?" she harderend her glare once again.
This time it was Marjorie's turn to step closer "I'll make you." she growls in frustration, her fist clenching, charlotte glared at her in response "I dare you too." She replied, Marjorie did not back down walking over to her and pushing her against the wall roughly, as she grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, against the wall.
"W-what are you doing?" She says stuttering over her words, her eyes now wide and staring up at the other in shock and something else, something deeper, desire? lust? fear? She didn't know what she felt, all she knew is that she had never been this close to Marjorie before, she could feel her breath on her lips and she felt the need, the want to feel the others lips on hers, she wanted to feel the softness of her lips, her plump lips.
It seemed as if marjorie read her thoughts because the next thing she knew her lips were on her own, she whimpered in need, as soon as Marjorie let go of her wrist she started grabbing onto Marjorie desperately for some sort of stability to keep her standing, it felt like her knees would buckle any moment.
As Marjorie pulled back she chuckled, "let's sort that attitude out, hm?" She spoke teasingly and before Charlotte could even respond, she was turned around and slammed onto the desk bending over it.
Marjorie's hand went to the back of charlottes hair, clutching on it before then pulling her up by her hair "you're such a brat." She spoke irritated, she then slammed Charlotte back onto the desk again roughly.
Her hand traveled down the younger back feeling as she shivered beneath her, she raised her hand up, and then connected it with charlottes arse who in reply moaned needily, all Marjorie could do was laugh, as she hit again and again.
"Please!" Charlotte desperately moaned, and practically stuttered out, Marjorie clutched charlottes hair pulling her up against her chest, her mouth going to hear "please what? Use your words slut." She spat, Charlotte moaned at the name pushing back into Marjorie.
"Please fuck me!" She panted out, and who was Marjorie to deny her request, within minutes Charlotte was slammed back down on the table, her skirt being bunched up, her underwear being pulled to the side and two fingers being slammed deep within her.
She yelped out at the sensation, Marjorie carried on, fucking her fingers into her roughly, there was no doubt Charlotte wouldn't be able to walk after this, Charlotte could barely contain herself when 2 more fingers where thrusted into her and a thumb at her clit.
She threw her head back, her hands clutching the desk desperately as she was fucked into submission, Marjorie moved her hand to charlottes front and started roughly gripping her breast through the fabric of her top.
"Marjorie!" Charlotte desperately moaned, moving her hips back to match the pace of Marjorie fingers that were being slammed deep within her, it was hitting her g-spot with ease.
Her walls clenched down onto Marjorie's fingers as she cried out in pleasure, squelching sounds echoed through the room as Marjorie continued to slam her fingers into Charlotte.
"What you pretty little slut, hm? So needy, so good for me." Marjorie spoke, she felt charlottes walls clench around her fingers as she spoke and she knew Charlotte loved being called a slut, she felt the liquid drip down her hand as she fucked her fingers into Charlotte.
All Charlotte could do was scream the managers name out over and over again, it was safe to say, she was well and truly brain fucked and she hadn't even had an orgasm yet. Charlotte desperately bucked her hips backwards to match Marjorie's movements.
"Please, oh god!" She moaned needily, she was gripping the desk so hard, her knuckles were turning white, "what a needy little slut. Where's all that attitude gone? Hm?" Marjorie teased, roughly slamming her fingers knuckle deep into the brunette.
Charlottes walls were desperately clenching around Marjorie's fingers, which meant she was close, Charlottes head fell forward onto the desk as her hips moved back onto Marjorie's fingers "I'm so close! Please!" She practically screamed out, Marjorie leant down to bite at charlottes neck and to whisper into her ear "is the slut going to cum? Come on. Cum for me like the little slut you are." Marjorie demanded.
That was all it took for Charlotte to fall over the edge, her cum dripping down onto the floor and down Marjorie's arm, her thighs clenching around Marjorie's arm as so was her walls so she couldn't move her hand as she rode out her orgasm.
The younger head fell down onto the desk as her knees buckled Marjorie laughed lightly wrapping her arm around her waist to keep her stable as she gently pulled her up "you okay, my love?" She gently asked, Charlotte nodded her head falling forward onto Marjorie's chest who in return reached her arm over to grab some tissues and gently reach her hand down to clean her thighs.
Marjorie then placed them into the bin before pulling Charlotte along around the desk, Marjorie sat in the chair and gently placed Charlotte in her lap who cuddled against her.
