Finding out and buying some time

Tom didn’t like this, he didn’t like this one bit. He already had plans for this afternoon and didn’t like to be told last minute that he had to change his schedule. Okay, his plans consisted of staying home doing nothing, but still! When was he supposed to catch on, if he canceled?

He immediately decided to call Chuck to ask him directly.

"Hi Chuck, could you tell me what this meeting I was asked to attend is about?"

"Sadly no," replied his boss in the usual emotionless tone he had on the MP network. "I didn’t plan it, Angélique did. She probably thinks there’s an emergency that needs to be taken care of, and since officially she’s only the secretary, she can’t do it without me being involved, at least not if she wants to keep pretenses. But I’m as much in the dark as you are."

Tom swore directly into Chuck’s subconscious. He had somewhat started to see the old man as a friend, but he was a fucking tool. In all likelihood, Angélique was the one he had to worry about. "Come on! I’m sure you have at least your suspicions, right?"

"Maybe she wants to convince me to finally fire you."

Ok, it was not good news, but he could work it out. It was not the worst situation he had to get out of, and at least now he could get prepared for it. Something ticked him off, though. "What do you mean, finally?"

"I actually hope she manages to reason me out of keeping you and give me the willpower I currently lack. I don’t understand why we’re friends, I never liked you and now that we’re hanging out together you make me and my company look worse than ever. I think previously the other employees somehow respected my decision, but recently I’ve given you more powers and I even defended you every time you abused it. I look like a fool and this situation should stop."

Tom was shocked. People were rarely this eloquent on the MP network, and he didn’t expect his old boss to still have so much disdain for him. This little twerp didn’t even realise he owed it to him to be able to get hard again! But more importantly, he didn’t seem to be such a loyal friend. The editor groaned and tried to calm himself down. After thinking for a few minutes, he finally said "Listen, Tom, this meeting can’t happen."

"It can’t?"

"You’re firmly convinced that any disagreement between Angélique and me should be resolved with just the two of us. You’re also too much of a spineless coward to interfere. Tell her that since I already know she’s actually running the show and pulling the strings, she should have the courtesy of meeting me eye to eye. If she gets mad at you, don’t fight back and just tell her you’re sorry, but don’t change your mind either." Giving his boss all those instructions had a relaxing effect on him. It felt like he was back in charge.

"Very well, it should be a relief. Should I tell her to go to your office directly?"

"No. Tell her to take a reservation at her favorite restaurant where we’ll have our little chat. You’re gonna pay for both of our meals. But it can’t happen today, I should be warned at least a week beforehand."

"Alright. Anything else?"

"Yes. We need a new company car just for me, a limo entirely at my service. The new chauffeur should be hot as hell and with big tits, the kind of girls you hired before Angélique started taking care of recruitments. If needed be, find me a stripper with a driver license and give her a sexy driver costume. As soon as you find this gem, send me her number and then delete the message and forget about it. Make sure neither Angélique nor any other employee hear about it, you want this to be a surprise for the both of us the night of our meeting, when she will pick us up right in front of the company building." Tom was getting carried away here, but the more he talked, the more ideas came to his mind.

"I’ll do it, but why exactly?"

"You hope this evening turns out well for Angélique and I."

"What do you mean?" Chuck would probably sound confused as hell if it wasn’t his subconscious talking.

"You secretly wish Angélique would dump you for me. She’s the hottest and brightest woman you know and you think I’m the only guy manly enough to deserve her. You’re actually ashamed to have scored so much above your league, you feel like a cheater and a fraud for pulling this out, and you think you personally committed a crime against me and this friendship between us that you don’t deserve but that I’m too kind to deprive you of. You’re afraid but at the same time extremely aroused thinking about the day Angélique will inevitably find out I’m the true male she actually craves for. It will hurt as much as it will turn you on when she will start rightfully treating you like the despicable worm you actually are. In the meantime, the guilt of keeping us apart keeps you awake at night, as well as your fantasies about the two of us having sex in all the most dirty ways you can imagine. So yeah, your hope is that the meeting turns into a date and that I will fuck right afterward and every day from this point on."

"I see, it makes perfect sense." Chuck would probably be overwhelmed by this long tirade if they were talking physically, but it seemed the subconscious didn’t need any time to process.

Tom grinned. "One last thing. If Janeece comes to complain about me today, you should tell her that you hired her because of her good looks and big tits and that she should be happy to have been chosen by your best employee to please him the way she's intended to." He didn’t wait for an answer and hung up.