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Part one of MILF1593. Rachel knew how to get whatever she wanted from a man. Some years ago she had worked as a stripper in a nightclub. One of the men who came to watch her was the boss of a computer software company. Realizing his wealth would make him a perfect meal-ticket to bigger and better things, Rachel set about seducing her way into his affections. She was so successful that the boss eventually married her. From there on in she took full advantage of her newly gained status and power. She enjoyed lavish parties, shopped extravagantly, and became heavily involved in the dealings of her new husband's company. Such was her cunning that she effectively gained control of it. But then she suffered a setback. Her husband perished in a tragic accident; as per his Last Will and Testament, the company was handed over to his son Kenneth. Unlike his father, Kenneth kept a close eye on how it was run. This denied Rachel the free reign that she used to enjoy. Furthermore, Kenneth was not very concerned about making big profits. He preferred to have the company give large donations to good causes in the community. Rachel strongly disagreed with this policy, but kept her opinions to herself for the time being. But then she found out about the new piece of software her late husband's company had designed. It was worth a fortune. However, Kenneth intended to give the patent for it to a local charity. For Rachel this was the last straw. She saw her stepson as a fool and a liability. Wealth might not mean a lot to him, but it meant everything to her. Thus she called in on him at his office one day - intent on wresting the patent from him. Her plan for doing so was cunning and extreme. She had formulated it with the help of an executive in the company. After her husband's passing, he had become her lover. He was every bit as ambitious as Rachel. Nevertheless, Rachel hid her intentions well as she talked with Kenneth. She was polite and friendly, and claimed to have dropped by to give him some report papers she had drawn up. The loss of Kenneth's father was still fresh, and the young man was a little subdued in Rachel's company. This gave Rachel a chance to soften him up with words of sympathy and understanding. Kenneth was due to get married soon - to a lovely young lady called Kim. Rachel encouraged him to look forward to that new, positive event in his life. Then she casually brought up the subject of the software patent. Kenneth said he still meant to give it to the charity, and Rachel outwardly showed her agreement. Inwardly, she sighed. Kenneth had blown his last chanced to save himself. Because of his stubborn good-intentions, Rachel was going to have to ruin him - and worse. Before she got started, however, she told him about a distressing incident that occurred earlier in the day. It was to do with a break in at her house. Whoever was responsible had taken some of her underwear - she admitted, feigning embarrassment. The incident had never really taken place. Rachel had staged it as part of her plot against Kenneth. Shortly after he little confession, she went over to the counter to pour herself and Kenneth some drinks. With her back to him, keeping him distracted with small talk, she slipped a pill into his glass and stirred it until it dissolved. Then she brought him the drink and moved with him over to a nearby couch. There she continued telling him about her day while he sipped and listened to her sympathetically. By the time she finished speaking, Kenneth did not know where he was any more. He slumped back against the couch, barely able to keep his eyes open. Yet he did not fall asleep. The pill Rachel had given him was specially designed to keep him in a waking daze. This was exactly how she wanted to him. As soon as she saw that the pill had taken effect, Rachel gave a devious smile, pulled out her phone and dialed her lover. She did not have to pretend around Kenneth anymore. He was too far gone. Her lover answering, she laughed and told him that everything was going to plan. I am going to make it look like an accident - she said cryptically. Moments after hanging up, she took a pair of medicine gloves out of her handbag, put them on slowly and deliberately, then started to undo Kenneth's pants. The young man sensed what was going on, but could not fully understand it. Meanwhile, Rachel took hold of his cock and began stroking her rubber-clad hand sensually up and down its long hard length. At the same time she explained to Kenneth how much she disapproved of him planning to give the new software patent away to charity. As she had hoped, the combination of his vulnerable state and the lulling pleasure she was giving him caused Kenneth to become more receptive to her words. Falling into her view of things, he weakly nodded to all she said. Yet Rachel was not about to stop at a mere lecture. On and on she stroked Kenneth's cock, her hand motions turning ever more deft and sensual.