You tell the girls
If you want a shot of glory in my company, come to my office I have a few minutes before heading out
You walk to your office. You sit down behind your desk thinking about how to make the next step in your plans. You hear footsteps coming towards you. You turn around to see Rhea standing in front of you. She's wearing a black leather jacket, a tight tee shirt with a rock band on it, black matching jeans, and running shoes. Her shirt hair is slick back.
"Yes, Rhea." You said looking the hot goth women over. "What can I do for you?"
Rhea took a deep breath and leaned against your desk. She stared at your face as she asked you. "Are you going to fire the ones who aren't game for your new ideas? Or will we still be employed no matter what?" Her tits glistened with oil.
You smirked and shook your head. "No one is getting fired unless they're not good enough to make it under my new regime. And if they create trouble then I'll let them go in the most fucked up possible creation ever. I'm just trying to make this company better than ever before."
Rhea nods. "Then, I'm open to whatever helps me in your new company. Anything."
You grin. "If you are serious. Why don't you undress for me."
Rhea nodded again and slowly started pulling her shirt off revealing her medium breasts obscured by a purple bra with cute skulls on them. She takes off the soft fabric exposing her smooth pale skin. The bra fell away from her formidable round nipples and lowerings it on the floor. She proudly showcases her assets to her new boss. Her large areolas were visible with her pinkish nipples erect and sticking out.
"I knew I like you when I lay an eye upon you John," Rhea said seductively. "I hope you appreciate what you see. And maybe you'll think about me as the new face of your company."
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