Getting some information first.

Heading over to the accounting department, you begin to form a plan in your head. <Okay Nick you can make this happen. All you have to do is find out the players involved in this deal and find out what they're personally looking to get out of this arrangement.>

Moving across the floor with a purpose, stepping into the elevator, you stand in the back corner going over your thoughts. As the doors slowly close, an arm sticks itself between the doors and slide back open letting June, one of the middle managers, walk in.

"Hey Nick! Sorry, I didn't want to wait for the next one."

"No problem, plenty of room." You say as you greet her with a good cop of her tits. "Besides I have a few questions you might be able to answer for me."

"Sure, anything."

Pulling June a little back but still facing front, it was a simple matter to unzip her skirt halfway down from behind. Her bare ass exposed, you slip your hand inside the skirt between her legs and begin fingering her pussy from behind as you ask away. "Any idea who's heading the group keeping the clients entertained?"

Your fingering already has an immediate effect on her. The smile on her face with the her head tilted up and eyes closed. "mmmmmm they got that cro-mag 'Action' Jackson watching over the clients." June drops her portfolio spilling papers across the elevator floor.

Sensing June's disapproving tone. "Oh really, what's wrong with him?"

Twisting her head back and forth with outstretched arms "oh gooood ummmm..I mean he's a fucking loud mouth ummmm self centered narcissistic knuuuuuuckle dragging piece of shit I'mmmmmm number one meathead jock asshole."

Surprised by her description. "Damn, don't hold back June."

The elevator stops at the next floor. June tries to straighten herself up and look proper as more people come into the elevator but you're having too much fun with June. So you jiggle your fingers into her pussy a touch faster and immediately feel June's legs muscles knot up as she bends at the knees while clenching her jaw shut. So you reach around her front and begin groping her tits with your free hand.

"He's the kind of loud mouth that makes people go along with what he wants to do even if you don't want to do it."

You lean in and talk in a hush heavy tone right into June's ear. "He's that kind of an asshole?"

June fidgets about spastically trying to keep herself together. "Yeah plus he thinks he can have his way with any girl in the office. He just walks in, holds on the boobs for a few extra second and hovers over you trying to sneak a peek down your blouse or 'accidentally' bumps into you."

"But what about HR? I'm sure he was reported."

June winces from cumming hard but you're not letting up with fingering her. "He got the HR head Maritza pregnant and fired. There's also a rumor that he got her secretary Olivia pregnant too."

The elevator stops again. For a moment June motioned herself forward like she was getting off the elevator but you nudged her to stay with your hand still up inside of her. People exit and enter while june tries in vain to compose herself but the deep panting and constant fidgeting continues as she tries to fight her lustful spasms. Thankfully for the rings, no one seems to be noticing June's antics. The doors slide close again.

A small smile creeps onto your face as you whisper. "But I can have my way with any girl I want, aren't you glad I'm playing with you June?"

June thinks for a second after she cums again and you pull back your hand, after wiping it on her skirt. "no....no Nick you just make me feel good when I'm around you. I don't know why. It's just something different about you the last day or so that makes me feel good. I'm just glad I didn't fire you when I was supposed to."

"WHA?!?"

June quickly interjects. "No no, I told HR that you'd be an asset and I fought for you to stay." Her breathing calms down from panting hard. "Actually I'm not the only one that feels this way to you. Some of the other ladies seem to look at you favorably. So keep up the good work." Then June steps off the elevator, her skirt still undone, only to quickly turn around to the doors closing as she looks at her portfolio on the floor inside with you.

The idea you were that close to being fired has steeled your motivation to set yourself up as best you can with the rings. Gathering June's papers and portfolio, you spot a corporate credit card in one of the pockets. The elevators open again and luckily it's your stop. At the front of the accounting department, the reception desk is manned by a cute redheaded sprite of a woman.

"Hello there. {snapping your finger}." The woman instantly parts her black sweater open and tugs at the top of her red polo shirt down. Her tits pop out to the cool air as she purses her lips at the sudden tingling she feeling when she looks at you.

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She smiles "Hiiiiii. I really hope there's something I can do for you." Standing up and leaning towards you.

"Hi." Looking at the name plaque. "Heather, you think I can look at the papers Marisol and Priya need?" Enhancing Heather's mood, you feel up her tits to say hello but then you keep massaging them.

The little pixie just melts in your hands. "Wish I had those papers. All I have at the moment are the expense sheets from the hotel for the rooms and meals." Heather looks down to your crotch and bites her lips anxiously.

Noticing her glances. "If I could look at those expense sheets.." then looking deep in her eyes with a good throaty rasp. "...I'd be very grateful to you and I'd owe you a big one." The moment you said big one, Heather glances at your crotch again and looks like she's about to cum already.

Heather couldn't move fast enough to get you the sheets. "Here, you can keep them. I've already made copies. The other papers are in Ms Diego's office but she's gone out for a late lunch."

"Then that means I have a little time for you and pay you back....a big one."

Moving around her desk, Heather drops out of the chair onto her knees. Frantically, she opens your zipper and pulls out your thick cock as you sit in her chair and scoot forward so that Heather is under her desk. Wrapping her mouth around your hardness, Heather bobs her head up and down slowly picking up the pace to your enjoyment. Her teeth gently scraping on your hardness as she fondles your balls. The feeling overwhelms you, utter bliss, then the feeling comes. You pull Heather off your cock and blow your load all across her face and chest. Complimenting her pearl necklace with one of your own on her.

It was then you hear. "Have you seen Heather?" That shocks you back to reality.

"um I'm sorry." You sheepishly say. "And you are?" To the tall shapely lady standing in front of you.

"I'm Marisol Diego and this is my office. I want to know where is my secretary."