No one could say that being the mayor of this town was easy. Christ, running this fuckin' cesspool had Leland working later hours than any man should. Especially considering that half the shit he was doing wasn't exactly "official" business anyway. Meeting with folks who wanted to keep their shady dealings under the table, making sure Mark only investigated the right shit, and keeping the ledgers above-board just enough to avoid suspicion from the piece-of-shit taxpayers. Either way, the job was fuckin' stressful.

But it did have its perks. Perks that came in the form of railing his hot secretary any time the urge arose. He should've known the day he hired her. She was all sweet smiles then, but quickly proved to be a cock-hungry bitch. Didn't take long for Leland to press his cock against her ass one day, threatening her job if she didn't let him fuck her. The viperous bitch bent over and gave it up for him real quick, making sure she got a hefty bonus after.

But Leland didn't mind rewarding such hard work. She's been draining his balls since then, all while doing her job perfectly. Leland only really loved women when they were under him, but he could appreciate a slut like her. A proper fuckin' bitch to everyone, only melting with the promise of cock and cash.

Right now, he's listening to her make a call. It's impressive how level she can keep her voice. The guy on the other end of the line (some dumb fucking petitioner) would never expect that the secretary was bent over Leland's desk and getting fucked hard. Leland almost hoped the caller could hear the sloppy sounds of her cunt and the sound of his balls slapping her clit. He grins around his cigar, squeezing her ass until she lets out a small whimper. The fuckin' whore coughs after, covering up the sound. Sounds so damn polite, don't she?