After the meeting

Wendy’s boss, Gerald, was waiting outside of the conference room when she finally found the courage to step out.

“Follow me into my office, Wendy. I’d like to have a word with you.”

“Yes sir,” she said in a somber tone.

-

“Have a seat, Wendy” Gerald ordered, “do you care to tell me just what in the hell is going on?”

“I swear! I have no idea-“

“You’ve been elevated to your current position through your intelligence, abilities and devotion alone. You’ve never demonstrated that you want to be seen sexually- if you did, you wouldn’t have gotten as far as you had. We’re running a business here, not a brothel.”

“I promise you, sir! I-“

“Coming into the office looking like you had just finished with a client of the night,” he vented, “and I don’t know HOW you did your little magic trick back there- but I was not amused! I don’t care for David Copperfield, and I care MUCH LESS for that!”

“Yes sir! I agree l, it’s just that-“

He interrupted her again, though she supposed it was for the best- she didn’t know how she could possibly explain what was going on. “Wendy, you’ve put in a lot of good work through the years you’ve been with the company. That’s why I’m giving you one chance to return from this detour you’re experimenting with and go back to being the woman that we hired. Do we have an understanding?”

“Sir! Please! I can’t control it!”

“You’re going to HAVE to control it. Now, again, do we have an understanding?”

“Yes sir...”

“Great. Now go back to your office and send out the minutes from the meeting. I’m sure you’ll know what to include and what to omit. After that l, go home and get yourself cleaned up”

“Yes sir...”

—

She left his office and walked towards her’s, her mind a hurricane of fear and despair. “This stupid cum thing is ruining my life! Not only is it disgusting, but it’s humiliating and it’s going to cost me my job! What am I going to do?!”

She made it to her office and began drafting the email detailing the things she went over during the meeting when there was a knock at her door followed by a familiar voice, “Hey Wendy! What’s going on?! I LOVE what you’ve done with your hair!”

—-

Veronica watched Jack’s seed fly through the air as she ran out to get in the cab she ordered, she had a little bit of business she had to attend to.

The cab dropped her off by the bar where she met Jack and she reunited with her car and drove down the road. A wave of satisfaction flowed through her around this time and she thought of Wendy.

She quickly drove down the street, taking every shortcut she could so she could meet who she needed to see before they left.

She pulled into the parking lot, quickly ran into and through the building feeling relieved to see the light was on. She excitedly knocked and yelled out, “Hey Wendy! What’s going on?! I LOVE what you’ve done with your hair!”

“Hey Veronica,” Wendy half attempted to sound excited to see her.

“Wendy? What’s wrong?”