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Alison rushed to the front door in a daze, the taste of her son's sperm mingling with the wine in her mouth, the reality of what she had just done and what she was about to do seeming like a dream. She opened the door and found Dr Williams on the doorstep, aged in his early 50's with slicked back dark hair he was in good shape for his age and was wearing a well tailored dinner jacket that made him look quite dashing.
"Good evening Aliso...My goodness! Wow, you look very, erm, well my what can I say?" His eyes roamed over her body and especially her breasts and she felt her self wanting to cover herself with her hands but resisted the urge.
"I hope I meet with your approval Dr Williams?" she asked archly.
"Please call me David, and yes you look absolutely stunning. I'm sure we will have the investors eating out of our hands tonight!" he tore his eyes back to her face and gestured towards his Mercedes. "Shall we?"
The reception was being held at a local hotel and during the journey Dr Williams prattled on about the clinic and the presentation he'd prepared in between stealing not so subtle looks at Alison's cleavage. Alison payed him little attention, all she could think about was the fact that she'd just swallowed her son's huge load of cum and was about to spend an evening semi naked in front of a room of horny old men. The prospect made her stomach churn with nerves, a condition not helped by the cocktail of wine and sperm currently filling it.
As the pulled in to the front of the hotel Dr Williams rushed round to open the door for Alison and took in the generous amount of leg she unwittingly displayed as she climbed from his car. The valet was so busy staring at Alison's boobs that he hardly noticed the tip that Dr Williams pressed into his hand with an instruction to park his car carefully.
They walked together through the lobby and Alison regretted not having brought a jacket to wear, every step made her bra-less breasts jiggle and bounce in the tiny dress, the thin strips of fabric only seeming to emphasise the movements. Several guests turned to stare at her as she walked past, the men openly gawping and the women looking disapprovingly or glaring at their husbands.
They passed through to the ballroom where the reception was being held. Several men had gathered and were chatting in various groups but the conversation died down when Alison and Dr Williams entered.
Dr Williams waved to a few of the men and then took her arm and whispered in her ear.
"Do you see the man over there in the cream suit?"
Alison noted a short tubby man with a bald head and glasses who was holding court to a group of men.
"Yes."
"That's William Petty, he's worth an estimated $3 billion and heads a consortium that could put up more than half the funding we need. If he decides to buy in it's a sure bet that the others will follow suit."
Dr Williams greeted a few of the individuals and introduced Alison to them, several of them shook her hand the gesture making her boobs wobble about in her dress while the more gallant ones kissed her on the cheek or on her hand, at the same time making sure to get a good view down her top.
Dr Williams left her chatting with a few investors while he set up his laptop and prepared to give his presentation. Most of the men were content with getting an eyeful and Alison simply smiled and nodded pretending to take an interest in their conversation when she felt an arm around her waist.
She looked round to see a toad like face looking up at her and recognised it as the man Dr Williams had pointed out to her.
"Well my dear, Dr Williams told me you were beautiful as well as gifted, he didn't say how beautiful though."
"Mr Petty, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"William J Petty III, but you may call me Bill. I would like you to come and meet some of my colleagues, they are dying to make your acquaintance." As he said this his hand slid down over her buttocks and lightly patted her bottom through the thin fabric. She flinched at the touch but maintained a fixed smile as he put his hand back on her waist and steered her towards the group of men he had been talking with earlier. Petty introduced her to them and she smiled pleasantly at each in turn but she was aware that the hand that was round her waist seemed to be sliding higher.
The side of the dress being completely open, she became aware of the touch of his clammy fingers on her side, his hand on her skin now.
"David tells me that you are a real team player and always go the extra mile to get the job done is that right?"
"That's very kind of him to say so, I like to think I always do my best."
"That's good to know, because I want someone running the clinic who will be very hands on." as he said this his hand slipped further inside her dress and was now touching her ribs.
"I see."
"You see I always like to examine my investments very thoroughly before I commit myself." his hand sliding up inside her dress now, she realised to her horror that with no bra there were only a few inches separating his clammy flingers from the naked undersides of her breasts.
"Yes." she wanted to tear herself away but remembering Dr William's words instead maintained a fixed smile.
"Mmmmm, for instance I want to know what size assets are involved, and how firm they are." he slid his hand up further and cupped the naked underside of her right breast.
She couldn't believe he was openly groping her in front of a group of men, she searched their faces to see if one of them might help but they were all too busy leering at her.
"You see some people might feel a job like this was more than a handful," he now squeezed her breast which overflowed his his clammy flingers and gently bounced it inside her dress. "Does that concern you my dear?"
"I'm sure it's nothing I can't handle quite easily." she said pointedly.
He ignored her implied jibe and continued groping her breast.
"Good my dear, as I say I like to inspect my investment assets very thoroughly."
"I hope they meet with your approval?" she smiled fixedly at him.
"Oh they certainly do, they certainly do. They are quite outstanding Ms Stevens." he jiggled her breast in case anyone could have missed the significance of what he was hinting at. The courtesy of addressing her as "Ms Stevens" struck her as particularly absurd given he was openly groping her breast in front his leering friends.
It was all Alison could do to avoid tearing his hands off her and kneeing the creep in the balls but instead she forced herself to smile.
"Well it's been delightful meeting you Bill, now if you're satisfied that I meet your standards perhaps you'll excuse me? I had better go and help Dr Williams."
She slipped away feeling his hand slide reluctantly off her breast as she made her way back to the relative safely of Dr Williams. He might be a creep but at least he did his groping with his eyes, Alison grabbed a glass of wine on the way and quaffed half of it. Dr Williams was fiddling with a projector and making some adjustments to his laptop.
"Ah, Alison. I see Mr Petty was speaking to you, I hope you turned on the charm!"
"I think he got what he wanted, David." she said icily.
He looked at her a little bemused but made no comment.
