Business

John was feeling really good about himself. Strong, confident. His time with the beautiful, eager Slut must have really boosted his ego. The idea that the FSR chair was capable of actually bending his personality while outside of it hadn't fully occurred to him. He just felt good.

He enjoyed a position of some prestige in the relatively small start-up company where he worked as a contractor. It was a cozy blend of relaxed and professional, so he could get away with a lot of stuff he wouldn't in a more corporate environment. He handled some of the more technical aspects of their business where they didn't have personnel. The past few months he'd been working on a web platform, expanding their options to reach new business markets.

Stepping off the elevator, he spotted one of his more attractive female coworkers. Kate. She was a very capable project manager. Intelligent, well-organized, driven; he always thought she had a great sense of style. Today she wore a well-fitted sleeveless top that went all the way to her neck and an eye-catching knee-length skirt seemingly made of several layers of lace. She was bending at the waist to retrieve something that had rolled under a chair and John could see the garter belt straps holding up her thigh high stockings.

Hot. That stirred something in him.

He gave her firm ass a solid slap as he walked by, not even slowing his pace. "Lookin' good today, Kate. Very sexy."

"What the hell, John?" she called after him, irritated. "If this is one of your weird tricks to boost confidence before a meeting, leave me out of it!"

John ignored her; that had been fun. Why had he wasted so much time actually respecting women? Objectifying them was so satisfying. He strode into the conference room, far too expensive and grand looking for such a small company, and set up for his demonstration.

It wasn't long before people filed in. Among them, a well-dressed middle-aged man he didn't know and a much younger, very pretty brunette who looked like she could be his his secretary. He had heard that some big shot investor would be visiting the office but he hadn't counted on him attending the presentation.

He watched them as they greeted some of the executives of his own company. John rolled his eyes internally at the title. They could call themselves whatever they wanted, there were like twenty eight people working there. Everyone was some kind of executive or president or department head. Start-ups were hilarious. But this one was actually turning a pretty impressive profit, and it made sense that someone would be interested in getting in at the ground floor.

The woman stayed very close to the man and never spoke to anyone. She was quick to jot something down or hand her boss a document relevant to whatever conversation he was in. She was quick, efficient, and alert. But John was more interested in the way she filled out that silky blouse. Her full breasts swayed or shook slightly with her movements, hinting at a nice, natural weight to them.

The pleasantries wound down and everyone took their seats. Todd, the self-proclaimed CEO of the whole thing, made some brief introductions. The man was indeed Karl Holz, a European venture capitalist looking to invest or possibly acquire the little company. The busty secretary was introduced simply as Laura.

Something in the way Laura watched John stirred a powerful lust in him. He wanted to throw her down on the conference table and see what her voice sounded like screaming or moaning before ever hearing her speak a word.

Then it was John's time to present, and he tore his attention from the woman. He summoned his professionalism and his charisma and he laid out all the details of his project.

The presentation went off without a hitch. He succinctly explained the profits and market share they could expect to leverage with his new platform, the improvements to their time to market, reduction in their development costs, and many other great things. He really sold it. With Karl and Laura watching him, he felt supremely confident.

At one point during the presentation, Kate interrupted to ask a question.

John had simply responded, "Quiet, woman. A man is talking."

Her mouth fell open, stunned, and she looked around, face flushing. A few of the people in the room murmured quietly to one another but no one wanted to make a scene in front of Karl.

For his part, Karl smirked very slightly. Laura's eyes glittered with amusement.

He did open the floor for questions and comments. There were a few, but Kate kept quiet, apparently bitter and humiliated.