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Master Telepath In Later Years: Liven Up The Meetings

By Victor Ramierez

Chapter 1

Bob James studied his current place of work; he gazed lazily at the four-way cubicle around him, and watched his colleague's backs as they typed away at their keyboards. Lounging back in his office chair, the dark haired man in his 30s stretched and placed his hands up behind his head. He liked this new job he had acquired. He had recently come back from an expensive European holiday, and had decided that a job might be a nice diversion for a while. After reading through the ads and deciding which job he was going to have, he arrived at the interview and a few seconds later had everyone on the interview panel convinced that he was the man for this middle level management position. He could have convinced them to give him any of their jobs or any other job in the company but he decided he wanted to be in amongst the staff, not holed up in some ivory tower where he would see no one.

Bob had developed a high level of mental telepathy and mind control at an early age, and he had spent the last few years refining his skills moving from one situation to another, and enjoying his carnal lusts at every opportunity.

William sat at the desk next to Bob and Bob had taken a liking to him. Where appropriate he looked after William with his gift as well, unbeknownst to William. The staff had taken to calling them Bill and Bob because they were such a constant duo around the office. Bill was about Bob's age and was slightly athletic. Sometimes at lunch he would shove his unruly mop of curly medium length blonde hair under a baseball cap, pull on some sweat pants and go for a run. Most days though, the two of them would sit and joke together in the lunchroom while they ate their sandwiches.

Otherwise Bob really did nothing all day, he had some geek in the accounting section doing his work for him, and he was giving the guy an allowance to make up for it. Bob tried to be fair if not always moral.

"Bob, sit up before Hendersen sees you," hissed Bill, snapping Bob out of his stupor.

"He can't touch me Bob, don't sweat it."

Hendersen was their supervisor, and he tried to ride all his staff, always on their backs about the slightest little thing, a real office nazi. Bob always took great pride in bringing that sort of person down to size, and Hendersen was no different than all the others before him.

"He may not do anything to you, but he'll take it out on someone."

"Oh will he," thought Bob angrily. This was just the sort of challenge he liked.

"I think I'll go ask for a raise, do you want one too?" asked Bob.

"What?!!" asked Bill in shock as he watched Bob leap up and head along the floor to the glass partition separating Hendersen's office from the rest of the floor. Bob went in without knocking and plonked himself down in the chair facing the desk. Bill watched as the very pale, balding, fat, fifty something man started to go very red in the face. He ran his hands through his thin ginger hair before he jumped up to his feet, his top lip and bushy moustache quivering with rage. Bill watched as Bob said something to him as he was about to explode, then the colour drained away from his face and he sat back down in his chair. He pressed a button on his phone and a minute later Jackie, his junior assistant, strutted into his office with a couple of personnel files in her hand.

Ronald Hendersen opened the files and began to write, after signing them both, he handed a piece of paper to Bob, and then stood, shook Bob's hand, and sent Jackie on her way with the files.

"This is for you Bill," said Bob as he handed Bill the piece of paper from Hendersen.

"What have you done Bob?" asked Bill in horror as he unfolded the piece of paper and read the note, expecting a termination notice or something worse.

"How did you do this?" Bill was stunned; the note informed him that he had just received a fifteen thousand dollar increase per year.

"There's a downside though," Bob said stoically. "We have to attend a monthly manager's meeting, and the next one is this afternoon."

Twisting Hendersen's mind to get what Bob wanted was easy, and really the conditions were really only for Bill's benefit, he would expect some sort of downside to it all so Bob was allowing him to have one. Bob could have decided that they would not have to attend the meeting, but he wanted to have a look and see what went on.

With a whirl of efficiency Jacqueline marched into their cubicle and stood, waiting to get their attention. She was a younger woman in her early twenties, she had joined the company on a scholarship so she attended university on certain days and was at work on others. She flicked a little tuft of her light brown hair out of her face, and shook her head back, causing her long hair to cascade over her back like light brown water. Bob turned his chair around to face her, his eyes ran up the length of her body. Today she was wearing long black leather boots which disappeared underneath the long grey skirt she was wearing. It was cold at this time of year so she was a bit more layered than he would have liked to be able to see her wares, but he was enjoying himself anyway. Her dark burgundy woollen jumper was tucked into the waistband of her grey woolly skirt and she had a matching grey jacket on. Her medium sized tits could just be made out, pressing out the fabric of her jumper, and her average sized figure filled out her clothing very nicely.

"Yes Jac, what can we do for you?" asked Bob very nonchalantly.

"Well you can stop looking at me like that for a start," said Jacqueline annoyedly. "You can also refrain from calling me Jac, that makes me sound like a man, which I'm not." She stroked the edge of her face as she said that, possibly trying to attract attention to her delicate features. Bob had always thought she used a bit too much makeup, any more powder on her face and she'd look like a clown. Perhaps she had bad skin or something, he thought as he stared at the lovely dark lipstick she was wearing on her full looking lips.

"Bob, stop hassling her," said Bill, coming to her defence. Bill had a bit of a crush on her, and she knew it. She had no intention of doing anything with him, but she knew she could use it to her advantage.

"Thanks Bill, at least there's one gentleman here," she glared at Bob.

Bob laughed at her, which annoyed her even more.

"Mr Hendersen asked me to give you these," she thrust out a piece of paper to Bob, and then nicely handed the other to Bill. "They're your new meeting schedules. Make sure you don't miss them, as it's part of your responsibilities as managers."

"Absolutely," said Bob as he spun his chair slightly to put his feet up on the desk and lounge back in his chair.

"Why he made you a manager I'll never know," she said as she shook her head in disgust. "See you there, Bill," she said, almost as though she was happy about that prospect, and then quickly fled the cubicle.

"Bob, you know she'll just go and tell Hendersen about your 'attitude'" said Bill with a pained look on his face.

"Don't worry about it Bill, I don't..." he said as he closed his eyes and laid back for a nap.

Bob stared around the table. It was a long, highly polished, light brown table. It had one of those large speaker conference phones in the middle, and high backed leather chairs around the outside. Bob and the other lesser managers were all sitting around the meeting room table, with Hendersen seated at one end. He must have thought he was a king or something. He was seated at the head of the table with all of his minions around him, his secretary diligently taking the minutes along side him, and everyone paying attention to his every word.

Bob could sense that everyone was getting bored; Hendersen did have a tendency to drone on a bit.

"Look, if you want to cut some budget, why don't you just drop a couple of points off your salary?" suggested Bob, hoping for a good reaction.

Hendersen almost choked, and then after a gulp of water and a deep breath he looked at Bob. "Thanks for the input Bob, that solution's a bit more simplistic than we're looking for. Keep thinking though."

Bob smiled and nodded; Hendersen's mind had been racing for a way to get out of that suggestion without just saying no. He had actually weaselled his way out rather well and Bob was a bit impressed at how well he could cover his own arse.

Bob glanced around the room at the faces staring blankly at Hendersen, Bill was staring at Jacqueline and she was deep in concentrating taking her minutes very seriously.

Bob watched as she scribbled away studiously, her shoulders rolling with the movement of her arm, her lips pursed as she concentrated.

Bob suddenly stood up, and walked around behind Hendersen to the other side of the table. Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and stared at him as he came to a halt alongside Jacqueline.

"Please come with me Jac, and the rest of you can continue on, don't wait for us."

With a nod, Hendersen went back to his speech and the rest of them all went back into their trance, watching him prattle on.

Jacqueline put down her pen on the notepad, and took hold of the outstretched hand offered to her. She stood up and followed Bob to the small kitchenette at the rear of the room. Bob closed the door behind them, and directed her to stand back against the bench.

Bob could sense a mixture of fear and anticipation in her mind, and he quickly quenched all her fears and planted the idea in her head that she would quite happily do exactly as she was told by Bob from now on.

Bob reached up and grabbed her by the chin, turning her head from side to side, getting a really good look at her. He ran his fingertip along the line of her jaw, and then leant forward to give her a deep kiss, her dark painted lips had intrigued him from the moment he had seen them this morning. They were going to look even better wrapped around his cock.

He stretched his hand down the outside of her skirt to grab her lower leg, taking hold of the boot encased calf, then he slid his hand upwards slowly dragging the skirt along with him. He reached under her skirt with the other hand and they both travelled slowly up the outsides of her legs. She stood there quietly and shivered in anticipation as her white thighs were revealed, and then her lacy white panties came into view. He got her to hold her skirt in place to expose herself to him. Then Bob grabbed hold of her panties and slowly pulled them down her legs, over her boots and then she gingerly she stepped out of them. He hungrily took in the sight of her naked thighs as he popped the warm panties into his jacket pocket. He slid his open palms up over the outside of her skirt, up the front of her thighs grazing over her now naked pussy, nestled underneath a small tuft of brown hair, and up to the waistband of her skirt. He worked his fingers in under the band and slipped his hands up under her jumper. He could feel the warm flesh of her naked belly as he slowly slid his hands up to cup her lacy, bra covered tits. They were nice and firm, and he was enjoying the way her soft skin felt under his fingertips. He lifted the jumper up above her tits, holding it there to expose to his sight the matching white bra. Grabbing the middle of the bra he pulled the cups up to expose both her milky white tits. He stared at her quivering skin for a moment before bending forwards to suck one of her rosy nipples into his mouth. She moaned her enjoyment as he quietly sucked on her nipple, rolling it around with his tongue before nibbling on it and then allowing it to pop out of his mouth.

He grabbed her waist and spun her around to face the wall, lifting her stomach up to rest on the bench. In one movement he grabbed the hem of her skirt and hauled it up to expose her smooth buttocks, and unzipped his trousers with the other hand. Knowing how wet he had made her by stimulating her mind, he moved forwards and ran the tip of his erect cock up and down the crack of her arse. He lifted her butt slightly to get the right angle and drove his hard cock between the glistening pussy lips before him. She groaned loudly as he sunk into her depths, and he mentally encouraged her to be as loud as possible.

With a loud moan from her, he slid back out and began to drive his cock in and out of her tight canal. He was enjoying thrusting as hard as he could into her, slamming her forwards so her outstretched hands were slapping against the wall, and making her moan in pleasure each time. Every so often he gave her arse a slap, and enjoyed watching the white flesh quiver and turn redder as she squealed in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"You've always been too uptight Jac, I think it's time to loosen you up," he grunted as he slammed into her again.

"Uh huhhh," she moaned affirmatively.

He slid his cock out of her pussy and lined it up at her nice little arsehole, it had been calling to him the whole time he had been fucking her over the bench. As he was fucking away he had been holding her cheeks and each time he pushed into her, her arsecheeks had spread apart slightly revealing her tight little hole to him and he wanted it now. With a smooth, hard thrust he slid his cock into her fantastically tight arse.

She wailed as though she was being stabbed, and Bob loved every second of it.

After a moment she had time to adjust and stopped wailing, so Bob started fucking her arse, hard. She started wailing again.

He could feel the tension building as he pounded away at her virgin arsehole, and decided he wanted to add another layer to her makeup. Quickly he pulled out of her, spun her around and forced her down to her knees. She parted her lips, with no sign of any consideration for where his dick had just been and began to suck on him as he slid it in and out of her plump lips. After a moment more of this suction it was time, and Bob moved back slightly and aimed his cock at her mouth. Suddenly a jet of hot, sticky, white come shot out and hit her burgundy lips, he moved slightly and the next one hit her cheek, then he aimed for the other side and her nose. He moved back to admire his work. His come was dripping off her face down onto her skirt, and he liked the look.

She sat there blissfully for a moment, until he moved forwards and presented his cock to her again.

"Clean me off," he said as he pressed the head of his cock against her cum-covered lips.

She opened her mouth and slurped his cock inside. She sucked every last drop from his cock, and then sat back against the bench with a contented smile on her face.

Bob stood up and did up his fly; he opened the door and looked out into the meeting. They were still droning on about whatever the hell it was that Hendersen was talking about.

Bob grabbed the panties out of his pocket and grabbed a marker off the whiteboard. He turned back to the woman on the floor and handed them to her.

"A souvenir for me, sign and date them, and print your name so people know who the hell you are."

She nodded and did as she was told. He took them off her and then directed her back into the meeting room.

"Everyone can I have your attention," said Bob, speaking over the top of Hendersen.

They all turned to look at him, happy for the distraction. They took in the sight of Jacqueline standing next to him, but thought nothing of it, just as he had instructed them to.

"As a bonus for executive stress, I've arranged for Jacqueline here to attend to all of you middle level managers, this of course doesn't apply to you Hendersen, so get back to your presentation."

Hendersen turned back and started talking again.

"Be quiet Hendersen, we can't hear ourselves over here," said Bob. Hendersen stopped talking and just continued pointing at his drawings and writing on the board.

"Ok, Jac here will attend to everyone, one at a time. Everyone stay in your seats, and Jac will move around under the table to relieve each of you. Guys if you could just come all over her face that would be great. Girls don't worry, you're not left out, just stand up and slip your panties off, then when Jac comes around she can just bury her face between your thighs with no problems."

They all murmured their approval and he watched as the 3 women stood and quickly slipped their panties off.

Jacqueline crawled under the table and headed for the closest person, a guy from accounting.

Bob decided not to stick around and he headed back down the table, he stopped at Bill as he went past.

"Bill, you're last. When she gets to you, take her out into the kitchen and do whatever you want with her. She really wants to, and as a bonus after that she's yours. Take her home, do whatever you like she'll go along with you and do as she's told."

Bill simply shook his head in amazement, and looked back up the table at the accountant who was shaking in his seat as he orgasmed over her cheeks beneath the tabletop.

Bob happily pinned her panties up on his workstation, and sat back in his chair. He thought he might stay here for a little while, check out the other secretaries and staff and see if he could amass a decent collection of panties for his workstation. It could take a few weeks to work his way through a building's worth of women, but that was a sacrifice he was prepared to make.

Chapter 2

Bob and some of the other guys drank down the last of their colourful cans of cola and made their way back from the lunchroom to their cubicles. Not in any rush to get back to work, Michael and Pradhan wandered into Bob's cubicle and settled in for a bit of a chat. Bob was happy for them to do so, and enjoyed the limelight and notoriety as they asked him about the ten or so pairs of panties which he had pinned up to the blue fabric of his cubicle walls over the last couple of weeks. Eagerly they read the names written on the delicate fabric, and asked him questions about each of them.

"Keep it down," hissed Bill. "Here comes Shannon," he whispered as he pointed towards the elevators.

Moments later a pert little longhaired blonde, dressed all in black, walked purposefully past the cubicle. Her black high heels clicked on the floor, as her ankle length black coat swished around her like a villain's cape. Her pink skin was a sharp contrast in amongst all the black, and the plunging v-neck of her black top exposing her cleavage was even more attention grabbing because of it. It had long been speculated that she had gotten a boob job. After one holiday she had returned to work seemingly with a nice new set of c-cup tits, and ever since then she like to wear plunging necklines to show them off. None of the guys minded, and they all happily looked at her display.

On this occasion she did not give them a sideways glance, and continued on down the corridor.

Pradhan stuck his tuft of curly black hair out into the corridor to watch her retreating arse as it jiggled away down the corridor. She took off her coat at the coat rack, at the opposite end of the corridor, and turned to speak with her underling, Ron. She stood there, hands on hips, skin-tight black trousers almost ready to burst; posing it seemed, just for their delight. Her tight butt filled out her pants just perfectly, and they all watched happily as she turned and walked off around the corner, heading for her office.

"Now that's an arse which is a real candidate for some good, hard, anal action if ever I saw one," drooled Pradhan as he lounged back against the edge of Bob's desk.

"Like to get your Indian meat into her would you Buddy?" smiled Bob.

"You know it, my friend," grinned Pradhan as he patted Bob on the shoulder jokingly and then slowly wandered out into the corridor to head back to his desk. "Definitely up there on my wish list..."

"Well if I run into a Genie, I'll tell him he has a customer," said Bob as he grinned evilly. Pradhan waved his acknowledgement and disappeared into a cubicle further down the corridor.

"Tell him I want a million dollars too, while you're at it," he chuckled from behind the partition.

Shannon's secretary Kara knocked on the boardroom door, in an almost timid manner. She knew that Shannon wouldn't like being interrupted for something like this, but for some reason she just couldn't say no to Bob.

Kara walked into the room, feeling the eyes of all the managers on her as she moved around the large polished, wooden boardroom table, to where Shannon was seated, glaring at her.

She wasn't sure if they were all staring at her because she was interrupting, or because of the mini skirt and the plunging neckline of her top, which Bob had recently informed her was now her new corporate attire. She had been a bit hesitant to wear it at first, normally a skirt suit or something like that was more appropriate, especially for a woman over the age of 35 as she was. Bob had explained it to her and now she could see that such attire was perfectly suited to work, and it was only right that she show off her charms to keep up the morale of the poor oppressed male staff members around her.

Her long but thin, blonde hair wafted lightly behind her as she walked quickly over to Shannon, and bent forwards to speak quietly to her.

Shannon was silent for a second, and then stood up in anger.

"I'll just be a moment; I need to deal with something."

She spun Kara around and marched her out of the boardroom, closing the door behind her; she would have liked to slam it.

Exploding into her office, Shannon glared at Bob, who was sitting behind her desk with his feet up on it.

"You are half a second away from being fired," she spat out.

"Hello Shannon," said Bob, seemingly oblivious to her rage.

"Get your feet off my desk, and tell me what the hell you called me out of my meeting for. It had better be fucking good too!"

"Calm down. You are such a little mega-bitch aren't you."

"Alright, now you've gone too far," she marched around and shoved his feet off her desk.

"Clean you desk out, and get the fuck out of my building, right now!"

"Actually, I think I'll be staying," he said with a grin. Shannon suddenly felt the rage drain out of her, and she looked at him, as she felt her mind accepting Bob's will. She stood there, almost robot-like, waiting for some instructions.

"Shannon wants to see you Pradhan," Kara said as she stood behind the stunned man.

"She does?" he gulped in terror. "What does she want?"

"She's having a meeting with Bob and she ordered me to come and get you too."

Pradhan was worried, what had the two of them done now? He couldn't think of anything that he and Bob would be getting hauled over the coals for. He stood up and quickly, but as casually as he could manage, he walked to her office.

He knocked on the door and she instructed him to come in.

He entered the room and saw Bob sitting in one of the less than comfortable chrome chairs in front of her shiny black desk. Shannon was perched on the end of her desk, arms crossed and looking a bit angrier than usual.

"Shut the door," she said, and pointed at him to sit in the other chair alongside Bob.

"I've heard a nasty little story, and I want to get to the bottom of it."

"Yes, Ma'am?"

"There's a rumour going around that you had anal sex with me, and I want to know who started spreading this poisonous slander," she slammed her hand down on the desk. "It's a damn lie!" she spat at him with all the venom in her small frame.

"Yes it is," Pradhan was scrambling now, desperately trying to think of something to say to his very angry boss.

"Shannon, don't listen to the stories, Pradhan didn't say anything like that," said Bob.

"Yes Ma'am, that's right. It wasn't me, I didn't say that."

"No he didn't, he just said he'd like to fuck your arse, not that he actually had."

Pradhan felt the blood drain from his body as he turned to face his 'friend' and simply stared at him, dumbfounded.

"Oh, well that makes it alright then, does it?" yelled Shannon at Pradhan.

Pradhan dropped his head into his hands, he had nothing left, and was just waiting to be told to go, if he was lucky.

"It's not going to stop, they're going to keep telling these lies about me," Shannon was getting very worked up now.

Pradhan was almost ready to break, any more of this and he would be on his knees begging the power-pussy not to hit him.

"...I can't have people telling lies about me, so there's only one way to fix it.

Pradhan looked up at her from between his fingers as he continued to stress out, waiting for the final blow to come.

"...And that's to stop it being a lie."

Pradhan shook his head in his hands, he knew the axe was about to fall, he ran his hands through his hair and then after a second, her words began to sink in.

"Huh?" he asked, looking up at Shannon in confusion.

Shannon was now standing in front of him with her back to him, and as he looked up, she allowed her unfastened black trousers to fall down to her knees.

Pradhan was cheek to cheek with her black lace covered buttocks, and he didn't know what to say or do. He simply stared at her taut arse flesh.

"Come on Pradhan, I don't have all day. I am supposed to be in a meeting." Shannon motioned him to stand, and then she bent forwards over the desk, pressing her arse back into his trouser-covered groin.

Pradhan looked at Bob in disbelief. Bob smiled and gestured for him to get going.

Pradhan reached out tentatively, and put his hands on her hips, feeling the material of her panties beneath his hands.

"If you don't get a move on, I'll bend you over the desk and fuck your arse instead," warned Shannon, her voice muffled as she had her face buried in the paperwork on her desk. "I have a strap-on I use on Kara in the drawer..." she threatened.

Pradhan took hold of the elastic waistband and slid the fine lacy garment down over her gorgeous flesh. He felt the tight butt cheeks as he slid her panties down and almost came in his pants right there.

Quickly he unzipped himself and allowed his raging erection to pop out of his pants.

"Don't just shove it in, or I'll kick your arse. Get it wet first," she lifted her hips up off the desk to push her pussy lips back towards him.

Pradhan got the message and after staring at her puffy pussy lips for a second, he ran the tip of his dark cock up and down her wet slit. After a second he slid forwards, pushing the length of his cock meat into her dripping snatch.

"She's really wet, isn't she," said Bob as he reached over and slapped his friend on the shoulder.

"Fuck yeah, unbelievable!" Pradhan was still stunned, and grinned at his friend who was watching the show from his chair.

Pradhan began to fuck her, driving his cock in and out of her wet cunt. He could feel her squeezing her pussy muscles as he slid in and out, aside from that, just the sheer thrill of fucking his bitch boss was going to make him blow his load any moment.

"Don't get carried away, you're supposed to be giving her the arse fuck of the century," Bob reminded him.

"Mhhm, hurry up too," moaned Shannon as Pradhan slammed his cock into her pussy again.

Pradhan slid his cock out of her tight snatch with a wet smacking noise, and she moaned as the vibrations reverberated through her lips and clit.

As Pradhan lined his cock up with her tight arsehole, Bob signalled through the glass door for Kara to come in.

Pradhan slowly inched his way forwards, pushing his lubed cock into her tight arse as her muscles tried to keep him out. Pradhan couldn't believe how tight she was, his girlfriends had never let him fuck their arseholes, so this was a first time for him.

"Wow," he groaned as his balls slapped against her arse cheeks. He allowed his cock to rest its full length inside her for a moment, enjoying the feel of it. Just as he began to pull back out, he felt a tongue play with his balls. Looking down he saw Kara's smiling face looking up at him as she was giving his balls a good licking. He watched her lick him as he slid his cock in and out of her boss' arse, and then Kara turned her head and began to eat out Shannon's pussy from below.

Shannon had been groaning on the desk as Pradhan reamed her out, and then when Kara's tongue entered the moist folds of her muff, she really started to get hot under the collar.

Pradhan put his hand on the small of Shannon's back to hold her down as she kicked her pants and panties off altogether. She was thrashing about as Kara licked her to orgasm, and Pradhan continued to nail her arse.

Kara continued to slurp away at her boss from underneath, and Pradhan could feel Shannon starting to lose it again, so he slammed his excited cock into her all the way and began to spew his hot come into the depths of her arse.

Shannon came again as Kara tickled her clit with her tongue, and as the waves of pleasure began to subside she felt Pradhan's invading cock slowly slide out of her abused little rosebud.

Pradhan slumped backwards into the chair, still in disbelief at what he'd just been allowed to do.

"See buddy, I told you I'd speak to someone and arrange things," said Bob with a grin, starting to whistle the theme song from the old I Dream Of Jeannie TV show.

Pradhan gave him an exhausted high five, and then Bob stood up and turned to make his way out of the office, before turning back to the three of them as he opened the door.

"Make sure you clean him up Kara," and as Kara sprang across to slurp Pradhan's deflated cock into her mouth, unworried about where it had just been, he turned to look at Shannon who was still naked from the waist down. She was propped up on her elbow, holding her chin in her palm looking back at him over her shoulder, her arsecheeks red and shiny from being ridden.

"Office rules Shannon. You'll have to give those panties to Pradhan for his cubicle wall. Make sure you sign them and use a white pen or something so everyone can read it, then you'd better get back to your meeting with your arse full of squelchy Indian cum."

Shannon nodded as he turned to look at Kara sucking Pradhan clean, and closed the door behind him.

Chapter 3

�Bob, I don�t understand why you wanted to come to this presentation,� whined Pradhan as he slid reluctantly down into the chair next to Bob.

They were seated in the front row of chairs set up in the main presentation room. The room could hold at least fifty people, but Bob expected they would be lucky to get ten people attending today.

�It�s the safety meeting, we have to come buddy,� said Bob, as though it was obvious, without really meaning it.

�You know that�s a joke, no one goes to these.�

�Wait and see,� said Bob knowingly with a smile.

A moment later William and Michael wandered in forlornly, and sat alongside Pradhan.

�Don�t worry guys,� grinned Bob as he stared back over his shoulder. �It�s all looking up now.�

A younger, professional looking woman strode purposefully into the room. The guy�s jaws dropped as they took in the sight of the beautiful woman before them. This was Amanda Curron, the Safety manager. Amanda was in her mid twenties, tallish, with some nice curves. Her brown hair was cut into a neat bob near her jaw line, and her round, happy face was nicely highlighted by her flawless make up. Her full, sexy lips in front of her perfect white teeth, looked particularly good as they glistened with her pinky brown lipstick. She was wearing a tight, light-brown knitted jumper, which pulled snugly against her full bosom. Her long, brown, tweed-pattern straight cut skirt came down to the top of her calf-high, brown, leather boots.

�Have you met Amanda before guys?� asked Bob with a grin.

The guys were silent, overcome with lust as they watched this gorgeous beast strut around before them, setting the projector up.

�Wow,� was all Pradhan could say, eventually.

�Good morning everyone,� grinned Amanda, pleased that people had shown up this time. She wandered over to close the door, and click off the lights, leaving the projector as the only light source in the room.

�So far this month, there have been no safety incidents,� she began as a pie graph appeared on the screen.

Bob watched as Amanda moved around, highlighting pointless figures on the screen with her laser pointer, and making little jokes to try and keep everyone awake.

Bob was starting to get bored now, so finally he stood up.

�Ok everyone, now it�s time for the second part of today�s presentation.�

Amanda was dumbstruck; she had been in mid sentence and was just about to bring up this month�s stats on coffee burns and paper cuts.

�Thanks babe, that was great,� said Bob as he moved to her, took the laser pointer from her hand, gave her a little kiss on the cheek, and took hold of her left breast and gave it a light squeeze through her top.

She was horrified; she gasped and pulled away from him, looking around the room for support. Everyone else in the room suddenly thought that Bob was behaving perfectly normally, and that her reaction to Bob�s friendliness had been a bit strange.

Bob took hold of her shoulders, turned her towards the chairs, and gave her a pat on the backside sending her walking towards an empty seat in the front row.

Amanda couldn�t understand what was going on, her mind was racing, but for some reason she was prepared to go along with this.

�Firstly, I�m sure everyone here would like to thank Amanda for that riveting presentation on safety,� and everyone applauded quietly. �Well done Amanda, you�re looking hot today, did I mention that?�

Amanda blushed, he couldn�t say that here in the office, surely it was some kind of harassment. She looked over her shoulders to find everyone else nodding in agreement with him and clapping.

�Today we�re starting the first in a series of informational presentations which the company will be running over the course of the next few months. Now I�m sure this is something that Amanda will be able to relate to in her quest to get to the top of the company, it�s called �Proper Blowjob Technique�.�

Amanda was horrified, she looked around but everyone else in the room was laughing politely as though he�d just made a little joke.

�Now as you can all appreciate, this is a very hands on sort of subject, so I�ll need Amanda to come back up here to help me out, and as for the rest of you, ladies please pay attention to what Amanda�s doing and try it out on the nearest male colleague you can find.�

�What am I doing?� asked a bewildered Amanda as she got to her feet and moved back up alongside him, unsure why she was co-operating with him, just knowing that it was what she needed to do.

�Alright, firstly like any other task you need to ensure you wear the proper attire for the job. I�m sure you�d agree Amanda?�

Amanda nodded. �Yes the appropriate attire and safety gear is paramount before attempting any task.�

�Well for this task, I�d say you�re not correctly attired, in fact I�d say you�re over dressed.�

Amanda, nodded silently, and waited for his next instruction.

�Now ladies, please stand up and follow along,� and one by one all the women in the room quickly stood in their seats.

�Firstly is anyone wearing a jacket? Please remove it before we begin, jackets are ALWAYS too much clothing for a corporate blowjob.�

A couple of ladies removed their coats, and stood waiting for their instructions.

�Ok, now as I aim this laser pointer at the clothes worn by Amanda, anything I point at will need to be removed as it�s excess to requirements.�

All the women nodded.

The guys, whom he had just about forced to attend, couldn�t believe what was happening. Bob was telling Amanda she was going to remove her clothing, and she and all the other women were just going along with it. Pradhan had seen it before though, he grinned and thanked his lucky stars that he was one of Bob�s friends.

Bob turned and pressed the button, immediately the red dot of the laser appeared on the long skirt Amanda was wearing.

�Now, those of you wearing trousers, please substitute those for the skirt.�

Amanda struggled with this for a moment, not sure why this would be appropriate, but for some reason she knew that it was. So finally she reached behind herself and undid the button at the hem of her skirt, she slid the zipper open and a moment later her skirt slid down her legs to fall in a heap around her boots. She stepped out of it, her cream panties exposed to the audience, but she was not alone as every woman in the room was now semi naked from the waist down.

Suddenly the red dot appeared again, this time on her knitted top.

�Again, for those of you wearing a button up blouse instead of a pull over style top, please substitute it for the pull over.�

Amanda stared at him for a moment, and then she grabbed the bottom of the knitwear and pulled it up over her head and off. She dropped it on top of her skirt on the floor, and looked around the room at all the other women, also now only wearing their underwear.

�Going well so far Ladies. Now in advance of this next one, anyone who is wearing one piece underwear, a bodysuit or that sort of thing, please just allow the top to drop down for the moment as,� Bob pressed the button and Amanda looked down to find a red laser dot shining on her lacy cream bra. ��The others remove their bras.�

Amanda stared at him for a second, she knew that this wasn�t right, not at all, there was no way she should be exposing her breasts to her work mates. But then again, it was all in the name of workplace safety, and she was the safety manager.

�That�s right Amanda, lead by example,� suggested Bob quietly to her.

She nodded her agreement and reached behind to unclip her bra, then a moment later she let it slide off her arms to reveal her nicely tanned d-cup breasts with their brown nipples.

Bob and the rest of the guys looked around the room as the bras all vanished and were dropped onto the growing piles of clothing, leaving nipples as far as the eye could see.

Bob could see that Pradhan was about to explode with anticipation.

�Are you ok Pradhan, you don�t look well. I�m sure that seeing as you had good intentions of attending, Amanda will let you off and allow you to leave early.�

�No Bob, I�m fine,� he said gritting his teeth and giving Bob the look of death.

Bob chuckled, as Amanda turned to Pradhan and gave him a concerned look.

�It�s great that you came along Pradhan, but if you�re unwell I don�t want to keep you here, please go home if you need to.�

�No, thanks Amanda, I�ll stay and see the rest of this informative presentation.�

�Ok, great commitment Pradhan,� she smiled at him, giving him a friendly touch on the shoulder, not realising that he was drinking in the sight of her naked tits.

�Ok then, back to the presentation,� Bob grinned as Pradhan mouthed that he was going to kill him later on.

The red dot flashed out again and was shining firmly on the centre of Amanda�s panties.

Into the swing of things now, Amanda quickly slipped them off and stood naked except for her boots.

Bob looked around the room, he watched Jenny from finance for a moment as the dizzy blonde pulled her black lacy body suit down the rest of the way and exposed her neatly trimmed blonde pussy after having already shown everyone her little b-cup tits a minute earlier. Bob had always liked Jenny, so he decided he�d involve her later on too.

Bob pulled the chair out from behind the desk at the front of the room and sat down in it, in the middle of the room.

�Now Amanda, if you�d be so kind as to show everyone the correct way of giving a corporate blowjob.�

She was unsure as to what he meant, but then suddenly for some reason she just knew what she should do.

She smiled and walked over to where Bob was sitting, and reached down to undo his trousers. She slipped her hand inside and felt around, and pulled his erect cock out, exposing it to the cool air and the intense gaze of the audience.

�Tell them what you�re doing, instruct the ladies on the proper technique,� Bob grinned at her. �There will be a test on this later in the week ladies, so make sure you�re paying attention.�

�Firstly remove the penis from the man�s trousers, you need it out where you can get to it. Now if it�s not erect already then you can try licking it as such,� and she gave him a long sensual lick up the underside of his shaft. ��you can try to arouse him with your breasts,� and began to rub his cock back and forwards across her breasts, pressing the tip of it against her nipples and sliding it up and down between them in her cleavage. �Lastly you can place it in your mouth and suck it to attention.�

Amanda sucked his cock into her mouth and began to work on it like a pro. Bob groaned in pleasure, and Amanda pulled her mouth away and continued to jack him off with her hand.

�If you hear audible groans from the man, then you know you�re on the right track. Also if you need to stop for any reason, then a good suggestion is to continue stimulating him with your hand, that way you don�t have to start from the beginning again.�

�Ok, well done Amanda.� Bob stood up and took hold of Amanda�s hand and helped her to her feet.

�Now for many ladies who want to climb the corporate ladder, they have to be prepared to put out a bit, isn�t that right Amanda,� he spun her around to face the desk and pushed her forwards so that she was bent over, laying lengthways along the desk, her ample breasts pressing into the cold wooden top of the table.

�A good way to hasten your rise to the top is if you just get it all over and done with as quickly as possible, you can just please all of your supervisors with a gang bang, otherwise known as pulling a train.�

�What?� asked Amanda, shocked, but finding herself unable to move for some reason.

�Gentlemen, I�ll need all of you to participate in this demonstration.�

Bob thrust his cock into Amanda�s waiting pussy and began to slowly bang away at her.

�Now just wait a moment, surely this isn�t necessary?� she demanded as she felt herself being violated by this subordinate.

�No better way to teach than to show, is there Amanda?�

�Well� no, I guess you�re right.�

Bob nodded and indicated to Jenny and the other girls in the room that they should get the guys ready for their ride on the Amanda express.

�Practice those blowjob skills girls,� suggested Bob as one by one they dropped to the ground before the guys and started sucking on the erect cocks before them.

�Oh yeah, that�s the way Amanda, work it, work it baby.�

Bob could feel her muscles gripping him tightly and he was enjoying her pussy no end. He pulled out and flipped her over onto her back, and slid back into her and continued fucking.

�Now guys, don�t forget, trains are a very messy form of transport, if you put your head out of the window you can get soot in your eye, or something in your mouth,� and he pulled his cock out, moved around alongside her head and jacked himself off over her face, his sticky white come shot out, hitting her in the eye and nose before he shoved it into her open mouth and let the last few jets of sperm hit the back of her throat.

�And like all good little corporate employees, you just have to lay there and swallow anything they give you, isn�t that right Amanda?�

She got the hint, gulped his sperm down and nodded accordingly.

Bob sat back watching happily, as the guys were working over Amanda. She had been fucked in the cunt, the arse and had her mouth abused too. Her eyes were just about glued shut with layers of hot sticky come and she had no idea how much she�d swallowed.

Bob was enjoying this, as Jenny was sitting in his lap raising and lowering her butt to drive his shaft in and out of her pussy. She was facing away from him, also watching Amanda�s train ride, and he had his hands around her chest groping her pert little breasts, as she grunted, groaned and giggled her way through her third orgasm on his cock. Bob could feel his orgasm building and as he saw Pradhan jerking his cock to get his come to spray up Amanda�s right nostril, he saw Amanda jerk in horror and as her sensations flooded his mind he was overwhelmed by the excitement and began to spew his hot seed into the blonde accountant.

Once he saw that everyone was finished with Amanda he dressed himself and thanked everyone for coming along today. Amanda lay motionless on the table, almost glued in place by the copious quantity of sperm that had been spent on her.

Just as he was about to tell her to leave he heard a timid knock on the door, he turned and saw several of the human resources interns, as well as some of the accountants and even a couple of senior managers. Word had spread of the special interactive demonstration Amanda was providing at today�s meeting.

�Are we too late, we heard the safety meeting this month was something that we�d all get benefit out of.�

�Not at all boys, Amanda�s ready and waiting to show you what you need to know.�

As Bob walked out of the room he passed Mr Turlington heading quickly down the corridor towards the meeting room.

�Didn�t you used to be Amanda�s boss?� Bob said, halting him in his tracks.

�Yes, I was my boy, why do you ask?� said the older man, obviously still eager to get inside the meeting room.

�Well surely you�ve already helped her up the corporate ladder once or twice before, why the rush?�

�Since that uppity little bitch became a manger, she doesn�t want to let me help her up the ladder any longer. I heard what was happening so I thought I�d come help her down a peg or two. For old times sake.�

Bob smiled and let him get on his way.

Chapter 4

Bob stared at the two women from the project team as they outlined their current plan to him. He could see this was going to go the way of all projects; it was going to run over time, the real staff would be blamed for the screw-ups and shortcomings. It would take years to iron out the problems, and the project staff would be long gone before anything ever eventuated from it. The real staff would do the real work and the project management team would steal all the glory.

��So if you can just get this team to actually do some work, then maybe the project schedule wouldn�t be so far behind,� said Caitlin in her usual cold and bitchy tone.

She flicked her long black hair back away from her pale white face, exposing her long white neck.

Caitlin was a tall thin woman; she had an elegant, sensual look about her, which unfortunately was offset by her bitchy nature. Occasionally she would smile, and it would light up the room, however it was usually before delivering the deathblow to someone or something.

�I told you Caitlin, you just can�t get any work out of these lazy men,� said Fiona, doing her best to suck up to the object of her affection and admiration.

Fiona was the opposite of Caitlin. She was a short dumpy woman; her shorter brown hair was tied up behind her head. She was not at all attractive and had no personality either. She was a buck toothed, stupid, brutish little woman whom everyone suspected was a closet lesbian, and who had a crush on Caitlin. She worked on the same team as Caitlin and followed her around like some criminal mastermind�s stupid comedy henchman.

Unfortunately, between the two of them, they had the ear of the head of the section and if he reported bad things about them to the board, then all of his team, his friends, could be out of a job.

�Now look Caitlin, if your underling here,� he said pointing at Fiona, who jumped back as though she had been struck physically. ��Would stop changing the project specifications, then we might actually be able to move forwards, rather than re-engineering the solution from scratch, time and time again.�

�It�s no use trying to blame Fiona, I can see right through your little games and it�s not going to work. If your team haven�t produced this by the end of the week,� she said, angrily waving the project specs at him. ��Then you�ll all be very sorry.�

Caitlin stood and walked coldly out of the room, Fiona scampered after her grinning like a fool, a smug, arrogant fool.

Bob knew he would have to keep an eye on these two very carefully, they were playing some silly game and he wasn�t going to let them take everyone down because of it.

�Bill, what do you know about Caitlin? What�s she want?� asked Bob as he dropped down into his chair.

�She�s just a little bitch, it�s not complicated. She likes making everyone else�s life miserable. She�s not happy unless she�s backstabbing someone. I don�t know what her actual goal is, but she�s a piece of work and you�re better off to avoid her. Why?�

�I think I�m going to have to take her down.�

�What? Oh man, why do you do this to me, you know I can�t handle the stress. Just don�t tell me��

Bob sat and �listened� he �listened� to Caitlin and Fiona, as their evil little schemes bubbled and flowed through their heads. Fiona was uncomplicated, she just wanted to please Caitlin, and she had the whole unrequited love thing going on. Caitlin was a different creature altogether, she actually had schemes. She wanted to make the team look bad and she then thought she�d be able to re-purpose their budget, giving her control of a sizeable chunk of money. She�d also appear to be the hero of the company once she started delivering the projects she�d sabotaged. Once she�d finished creating scapegoats out of Bob�s team, she could ride in as the conquering heroine who saved these projects from imminent failure, and then move onwards and upwards in the company. Or so she hoped.

Bob knew there was going to be trouble with her, but he didn�t realise just how soon it would be.

Bob threw open the door to the project team�s offices and stormed in, angry at the events of the afternoon.

�I�ve just heard what you�ve done,� snapped Bob as Caitlin turned her chair around to look at the intruder. She had a sardonic half smile on her face, and Fiona was grinning like a fool as usual.

�What is wrong now?� asked Caitlin, coldly.

�I just saw the report you tried to send to the board,� Bob slapped it down on the table in front of him.

�Thank god Shannon stopped it and showed it to me first.�

�What?!� spat Caitlin, cold fury etched on her face. �How dare she intercept my reports.�

�Who the hell do you think you are? Shannon�s in charge of the projects, she�s your Boss!� and unbeknownst to her, one of Bob�s fuck toys.

�Well not for much longer, I�ll have her head on a platter for this when I speak to the chairman,� she reached for her phone and went to dial the number.

�Are you totally delusional?� Bob knocked the phone out of her hand and pressed the button to disconnect the call on the base unit.

�You�ve gone too far now Bob,� she hissed, an evil grin on her face. �You touched me, you struck my hand, that�s assault. You�re done, you�ll be gone by lunch time.�

Fiona chuckled; their little game was working.

�You live in a complete fantasy world if you think I�m going anywhere. And if you think I�ll ever let you send that report which crucifies my team for your purposefully chosen changes designed to create chaos, then you are sadly mistaken!�

�Shannon�s this far away from firing you today,� Bob held up his fingers in front of her, showing her a gap of less than an inch.

�Get away from me,� she slapped his hand away from her face, and stood up glaring at him, she was seething now.

�What�s the matter Caitlin, don�t like it that I�m more connected than you? I�ve got a better network of allies?�

�We�ll see about that, Bob,� she made a grab for the phone.

�That will do, you bitch,� Bob grabbed hold of her arm, and taking her completely by surprise he pressed his other hand into her shoulder, spinning her around and directing her facedown towards the desk, where she found herself laying on the table top.

�Now both of you, stay,� he commanded.

�Like hell I will,� spat Caitlin as she tried to get up, and found that she couldn�t move.

�Why can�t I move? What did you do, you little prick? Some kind of nerve pinch you Star Trek geek?�

�Oh be quiet,� said Bob and Caitlin found that she couldn�t speak any longer either.

�What are you doing?� asked a horrified Fiona. She was standing on the other side of the table near Caitlin�s head and she too couldn�t move a muscle.

�Oh, I don�t have to put up with you any longer either, you�re nothing but a second rate henchman wannabe,� Bob really disliked Fiona. ��So you can shut up and watch the show.�

Fiona struggled to talk, having learnt nothing from what she�d just seen happen to Caitlin.

Caitlin had stopped and was quietly watching the proceedings, panicked but with as much control as she could muster.

Bob studied her from behind; she was wearing a little black dress that came down around the mid-thigh area, with a zipper up the back and a high neckline. There was some kind of florally, lacy type design over it in a lighter black netting material to contrast with the other fabric. She was wearing black pantyhose or stockings and she had on black high heels.

Bob placed his hand on the small of her back, ran it down the curve of her buttocks, down her thigh and stopped at the hem of the dress. He grabbed it and pulled it up, over her legs and butt, exposing her long legs in the black pantyhose. He could see her black panties underneath the pantyhose, and felt the disbelief in Caitlin�s mind.

�What�s wrong Caitlin; don�t want to be my little bitch? You love playing the bitch so much, I thought this would be your style.�

Grabbing hold of the pantyhose he tore them open to expose the flesh beneath and then with an angry yank, he tore the panties off her too. Her pale arse quivered at him under the fluoro office lighting, and he looked at the mixture of lust and horror on the face of Fiona as she watched the show.

He unzipped his pants and pulled his erect cock out and showed it to the dumpy woman.

�What do you think Fiona, reckon she�ll like this inside her?�

Fiona shook her head no, and he could see tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

�Don�t cry, I�ll let you have a crack at her too,� and he gave her lust a bit of a poke, firing the embers of her perversions, seeing in her mind that she had a nice sized strap on in the back of her car.

Fiona smiled at the thought of this, and after a second she smiled and nodded. Bob grinned at just how easily she had given up her friend.

�Caitlin dear, Fiona here wants to fuck you. She�s a leso did you know that?�

Caitlin suddenly found that her voice worked again; at least it did if she was quiet.

�Yes I knew,� she spat at him. �Why do you think I keep her around, she�s not a threat to me while she wants to get into my panties.�

�You�re a right little bitch you know that,� Bob slapped her on the arse. �I think you deserve a bit of punishment for your actions.�

Bob aimed his open palm at Caitlin�s arse and began to giver her a firm spanking. She hissed and yelped a little at first, but she didn�t want to give him any satisfaction so she clenched her teeth together and took the pain and humiliation.

�Like that Fiona?� Bob asked as he could see the other woman getting a little hot and bothered at the sight of it all, as he continued to spank Caitlin�s reddening buttocks.

�Yeah,� she moaned quietly and suddenly found she could move her arms, and began to stroke her non-existent breasts through her silk blouse, and stroked the other hand down the outside of her trouser covered thighs to her crotch and did her best to rub herself through her pants.

�Here you go Fi, have a look at this,� Bob grinned and pulled Caitlin�s arsecheeks apart to reveal her tight arsehole and the black haired pussy beneath it.

Fiona moaned in disbelief, this morning when she was getting dressed she had never expected that she would be seeing Caitlin�s cunt today, and what a nice one it was too.

�Pull yourself together,� Caitlin hissed at Fiona. �If you don�t help me you�ll be going down for this assault too,� she warned.

�Don�t worry Fiona, I�ll see that you�re taken care of,� he put a hand on her shoulder and nodded sagely.

�Now Caitlin, you can tell your old friend Bob, are you a virgin?�

�What do you take me for, of course I�m not, and not that it�s any business of yours.�

�So some guy lasted long enough with the black widow to consummate the union did he,� Bob laughed at her.

�I�ll have you know I was quite the prize at university,� she grunted, ego still running wild. �I was very highly sought after by the guys, and none of them could have me of course. I am still quite sought after��

�Ahh I get it, you banged some old lecturer didn�t you?� Bob cut her off.

She was silent, and he knew he was right.

�Get any better grades?� he laughed and slapped her on the arse again.

�Not a virgin then,� he reiterated thoughtfully as he ran the tip of his index finger lightly up and down her pussy lips.

She shuddered at the touch, she wasn�t sure how far he was going to go, but she had a pretty good idea now.

�Look, just stop before anyone takes things too far and does anything they�ll regret later,� she was almost begging, but not quite.

Fiona looked at Bob and saw that he was not stopping, and she was happy to see a man with some commitment for a change.

�Yeah, ok, whatever,� said Bob as he ignored her pleas and continued. �Not a virgin there,� he said as he stroked her pussy. �What about here?� he prodded her puckered arsehole with the tip of his finger.

If she had been able to leap up she would have, she was horrified. �You leave that alone, no one touches my arse.�

�Ok thanks for letting me know,� Bob moved around behind her and got into position and then slid his cock into her pussy.

�Feel that Caitlin, I�m inside your cunt and you can�t do a damn thing about it, like it?�

�Get off me,� she hissed at him. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter, and she didn�t know why. The last thing she wanted was this loser inside her high-class pussy.

�You know you don�t make it any easier for yourself, when you behave like a bitch, �cause then I have to fuck you like one,� he chuckled as he continued to stroke in and out of her a little bit, forcefully pressing her forwards into the table.

Now his cock was moist enough, he slid out of her pussy and pressed the tip of it against her arsehole, and with a shove against the tight opening, he slowly began to force his way inside her.

�Oh yeah Caitlin,� he leaned forwards so that his mouth was alongside her ear; he sucked her earlobe into his mouth and ran his tongue around the outside of her ear.

She gasped in pain as he violated her taboo backside.

�You just about gave me an engraved invitation to fuck your virgin arsehole, you know that? Now surely it�s not so bad now that it�s all the way in,� he gave a final shove forwards to drive the rest of his cock shaft into her backside.

She was desperately trying not to cry out, the pain was intense, and with each thrust from him, another jolt of pain was fired out through her insides.

�Please stop,� she managed to whisper to him as he continued to ravage her ear with his mouth.

�You know you like it bitch. This is just how a little bitch gets fucked, bent over with a big hard cock up her arse,� and gave her a few more hard thrusts, and she let out a louder gasp of pain.

�Enjoying that Fiona?�

�Yes Bob,� she managed, her heart was racing, overtaken by lust, as she stood there transfixed at the sight of the object of her affection having her anal cherry taken by Bob.

�Well get over here and give her a kiss then, thank her for the entertainment,� Bob ordered.

Fiona quickly moved down alongside the desk, and thrust her tongue into Caitlin�s unwilling mouth.

Fiona was weak at the knees and slumped back on the floor.

�You know what Fiona?� he said as she looked up to stare at him. �If you go and get strappy from the car, I�ll let you have whichever hole you want, better hurry though before I change my mind.�

An instant later Fiona was gone from the room and was rushing down to head out to where her car was parked.

�Now that�s the sort of eagerness you don�t see in the young people of today any longer,� Bob laughed as he continued to work away at Caitlin�s arse.

Bob was enjoying watching Caitlin squirm for a change, and he was also enjoying her tight, virgin arsehole.

�You�ll go down for this you prick,� she hissed.

�You just don�t know when to keep your mouth shut do you? Now I�m just going to have to take you out first.�

Bob gave her a few more thrusts and then slid his cock back into her pussy; he slammed into her a few times and then began to fill her up with his hot sticky come.

�I think you might need to take some time off, while you raise your new baby,� he laughed as he pulled his cock out of her, and patted her gently on the arse.

�No, you bastard,� she hissed at him as he laughed.

Fiona appeared in the doorway carrying a plastic bag. She stepped inside and closed the door again, producing a big black rubber cock with some leather straps attached to it.

A moment later she was standing in her underwear and was tightening the straps up as she held the dildo in place over her crotch.

�Go for it Fiona,� he pointed at her arsehole as a suggestion, and Fiona nodded in agreement. A moment later Caitlin was quietly wailing as the rubber cock was stretching her poor tight arsehole open again.

�Caitlin, from now on Fiona is your new Boss and you�ll do as you�re told.�

Caitlin nodded and suddenly realised that there were just some things a girl had to do to get ahead in this business, and if a strap-on up the arse was what was required, then so be it. She also knew that Bob had been perfectly justified in treating her as he had, she had been out of line and needed to be reminded about office discipline.

�Caitlin, I think you�d better apologise for being so rude to Fiona earlier,� suggested Bob as he zipped up his trousers and headed for the door.

Caitlin nodded, knowing exactly what he meant, and quickly moved off the invading dildo and pushed Fiona back onto the desk. A moment later and Caitlin was down on the ground, shoving the strap-on out of the way and pulling the cotton panties to one side so that she could get to the smaller woman�s brown, fuzzy-haired pussy. She pressed her nose against Fiona�s clit and then drove her tongue into the older woman�s pussy. She began to eat her pussy for all she was worth, anything to make the boss happy.

Bob gave Fiona the thumbs up and she returned the gesture to him with a big dopey grin as she began to groan in pleasure.

Bob walked out into the corridor and closed the door.

If they caused any more trouble he could easily have a board member pop by for a visit, at an inopportune moment, but he knew they would do whatever he wanted from now on. 

As he walked back to his desk he looked around, and he could see that every area that interacted with him, was now running smoothly, they were all operating as he wanted them to. He smiled and decided it was time for another mentoring session with Shannon. He turned the corner and headed off to see what her secretary Kara had to tell him today before taking her into the office too, for a bit of dictation with Shannon and himself.

Perhaps he�d get himself a pay raise tomorrow, after all it had been a couple of weeks since the last one, and he�d certainly earned it.

Copyright 2012 Victor Ramierez

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