Sexy con-woman Rachel has decided to work her manipulative magic on one Mr Collins - a financial consultant for some of the larger construction and development companies in the city. Attired in a tight, low-cut red dress that shows off plenty of her ample cleavage and lots of her long, silk-stockinged legs, she goes unannounced to his office. Ordinarily, Mr Collins would protest such a lack of procedure. But Rachel prevents him by sheer of personality. With her brash, fast-talking, flirtatious act, she takes complete control of the situation. Under the pretext that she has thinking of applying...

Sexy con-woman Rachel has decided to work her manipulative magic on one Mr Collins - a financial consultant for some of the larger construction and development companies in the city. Attired in a tight, low-cut red dress that shows off plenty of her ample cleavage and lots of her long, silk-stockinged legs, she goes unannounced to his office. Ordinarily, Mr Collins would protest such a lack of procedure. But Rachel prevents him by sheer of personality. With her brash, fast-talking, flirtatious act, she takes complete control of the situation. Under the pretext that she has thinking of applying for a job at Mr Collins' firm, she casually inquires of confidential information - such as what its profits are, and what salaries its executive members get. As Rachel duly explains: a high-class lady like her is not going to work for just anybody. Mr Collins is so disarmed by Rachel that he does not even stop to consider that his firm currently has no vacancies. However, he does decline - very politely - to give her the confidential information she is asking for. Rachel is prepared for this, and knows exactly how to respond. Upping her flirtatious bahavior several notches, she starts giving Mr Collins ever more tantalizing and distracting views of herself. She raises the hem of her dress so high that he can see her bare, shapely thighs and the tops of her stockings. She stretches, uncrosses and re-crosses her legs often, and keeps leaning forward so that he can see increasing amounts of her heaving cleavage. Meanwhile, Mr Collins struggles to retain his professionalism. When he asks what relevant job training Rachel has, she quickly changes the subject. Pretending to have a flush, she unties her dress and lets it fall open. Now the whole of her luscious, curvy, lingerie-clad figure is on display. Mr Collins swallows hard and mutters that she is not behaving appropriately. Rachel pays no attention. She senses that Mr Collins is weakening, and she has determined to press her advantage. Suddenly drawing close, she declares that she has seen the way he has been looking at her throughout their meeting. There's no use him pretending, she says. With that, Rachel pulls her bra cups down so that her big, erect-nippled breasts spill out. Her hands run seductively down Mr Collins' chest to his crotch. The financial consultant is very near mesmerized by what he is seeing and feeling. When Rachel hints that he should take her on as his secretary, and again asks about the confidential information, Mr Collins finds its much more difficult to refuse her. Yet, he succeeds in doing so - for the time being. Rachel therefore takes her manipulative performance further. She pulls Mr Collins face into her chest, smothering him with her big breasts. Gradually her nipple slips into his mouth, and he ends up hungrily sucking on it. Afterwards, she again puts her request to him. But Mr Collins still hesitates. He tells Rachel that he already has a secretary. Fire her! Rachel says with a mischievous grin. A moment later, she is back at work on Mr Collins. She gives him a great view of her rounded butt, invites him to spank it, then playfully sits herself on his lap. Next she opens his pants and fondles his cock through his underwear. She then puts her leg between his, and rubs her silky shin back and forth against his ever-hardening bulge. Later, she presumes to read some papers that she has seen on Mr Collins desk. Mr Collins himself is too dazed to stop her. While Rachel sits back with one of her high heels pressed into his crotch, she sees a mouth-watering list of the firm's biggest accounts. What are the pin numbers for them? Rachel asks Mr Collins. The financial consultant weakly refuses to tell. This leads to Rachel stepping up to yet another level. Having fetched a bottle from her bag, she shrugs off her dress, asks Mr Collins to stand, then kneels and pulls down his pants and underwear. Presently, she oils up his cock and starts stroking it. Her hand motions are maddeningly sensual and skilful. At last Mr Collins begins to lose the last of his self-control. When Rachel goes on to lick and suck his cock as well, he becomes little more than putty in her hands. On and on and she pleases him, and again and again she asks him for the confidential information. Now Mr Collins provides it for her. He writes down the numbers for many large accounts, and even includes the one for his own. However, Rachel is not fully satisfied. She knows that Mr Collins has not given the info for the biggest account of all. Stroking and sucking with renewed intensity, she finally gets it out of him - one difficult number at a time. The writing of the last number coincides with Mr Collins cumming. His pent up load fountains up between Rachel's clenched hands, coating their backs and her fingers with its hot creaminess. Rachel smiles triumphantly at this result. Her mission is accomplished, and there's no longer any need for duplicity. As Mr Collins sits trying to get a grip on himself, Rachel gathers her things and picks up the list of pin numbers. Before leaving, she tells Mr Collins that she does not want a job at his firm after all. She much prefers shopping to working. She will now be able to do plenty of that - thanks to the confidential information he has given her. Finally, she shows Mr Collins a cell phone that she slyly placed on a nearby table when she first came in. It has been used to film every moment of what has taken place in the office. Rachel explains that she won't hesitate to release its damning footage and ruin him - should he get the foolish idea of calling the police on her. The financial consultant can neither say or do anything. He is in total shock. With a lat sweet smile and goodbye, Rachel strides out the door. The sexy con-woman has succeeded again - at the expense of yet another weak and gullible man.