Back to the coffee machine

Zeke was panting by the time he turned the corner in the office corridor to reach the shelter of the coffee machine. What the fuck just happened? That frosty bitch in Ariel's office - he could read her thoughts, but he couldn't change them. Worse, she had some over-riding thought, put there by... uh... who the hell was Connie!?! As he spun round he was of course, face to face with Niamh. The girl was hot as hell and ready to suck his dick at a moment's notice, but did she live at the coffee machine? She was always here!.

"Sir, Ariel is in a meeting with", she started.

"I know, I know. Who the hell is that bitch?"

"That's Tamara Gopnik, she's here from HR in head office"

Shit, thought Zeke, she was going to get rid of Ariel and him in that order, and it didn't seem like he could change her mind. More importantly, she was hot and Zeke was not in a position to put his dick in her mouth yet. This had to be changed.

"Niamh, find out all you can about Tamara, where she is in the corporate ladder, what she does on her socials, what her pet's called, anything. We need to know what we're up against. Write it up as soon as you can. And find out about someone called Connie. Is that her manager?" Zeke wondered if that was Connie in the video link that he had just missed.

Zeke found his gaze falling down to meet Niamh's prodigious breasts and he started to imagine taking her to the rest room and fucking her cleavage with abandon. He shook his head to clear it. He had to focus on how to get past Tamara, and sort this with whoever Connie was. (and yes, he had to figure out how to fuck Tamara too!)