Taking "Dick"tation.

Sharon was furious, just absolutely furious. She couldn't believe what she had just heard from her sister. Walking angrily right past the reception area, Dahlia's darts from behind her desk trying to stop Sharon from getting past her. "Is there something I can do to help you?" She says calmly.

"Where's Nick?!? Where is that fucking son of a bitch?!?"

Dahlia, shocked at Sharon's outburst. "I'm sorry but Mr. Davros is not available. He's with...."

"Mister Davros? Mister Davros?!? He’s just an intern like...Oh screw this, I'll find him myself." Walking right past Dahlia and straight into the elevators, Sharon heads up to the main work floor. Her mind ferociously going over everything just that's happened. "Wait til I get my hands on him." Muttering under her breath.

Soon enough the elevator doors part open. Sharon storms out onto the work floor and runs right into her husband Matt standing at the entrance. "Sharon, babe, what the hell wrong with you. Dahlia sa..."

Sharon cuts in. "That son of bitch Nick said something to my sister and he's not answering his phone but I'm going to get some answers from him."

Looking panicked as everyone around hears Sharon's yelling. Matt tries to reason with his wife. "You can't bother Nick right now. He's with the old man at Mahogany Row talking about his promotion. Nick just closed a really big deal, hell it was the big deal. Everyone in the company is getting a bonus." Trying to calm his wife while tenderly taking her hand. "We can take that vacation you've always wanted. Maybe we can try to fix things between us. C'mon, lets go to the break-room. I'll get you some coffee."

Meanwhile, languidly sitting in your new spacious office, the one that used to be Marisol's office, behind your very expensive desk, you casually drift over everything that happened so far this wonderful morning. You walk in and first up was Dahlia happily gussied up with her tits barely contained by her open blouse with your coffee and bagel just the way you like it. "Good morning Mr. Davros." With a sexy smile on her face.

After a good fondle of Dahlia's powdered assets. "Hey, even though I'm Mr. Davros around the office." Lifting her chin up to so both your eyes meet. "You and me have done a lot since I got here. You have always been there to spur me on." Looking deeply into her eyes. "I will always be Nick to you." And with that you and Dahlia french kiss as your hand snakes up her smooth inner thigh into her skirt where you find out to your delight that she definitely wore nothing underneath. You couldn't resist tickling Dahlia down there for a few seconds to get her all revved up. It just broke her heart when you declined her invitation to a nearby supply closet for a quick tussle which made you smile inside to see her somewhat frustrated.

Next stop was Mahogany Row where the old man and the senior executives offices reside along side your office now. Old man Appleby, looking all tired and haggard was there waiting for you. After finding out he slept in his office last night, the old man says. "Son, you know I had to try to...."

Gently cutting him off. "Sir, I understand why you did what you did, but to involve you wife. That **** me to do what I did. If Sheryl wasn't involved I would have just fucked your wife ragged on the table and left it there." Pausing for long moment. "Well now you know how I'll negotiate so I'll do this for you. I'll keep your wife for a week or so until I kick her to the curb. But you're going to let me fuck her and Olivia whenever I call on them and you'll have to let me circulate among your friends so I can expand my....collection. Do we have a deal?" Extending your hand.

The old man couldn't move any faster to shake you hand in agreement. "Deal!"

Then there's Heather, Marisol's former and your new secretary. Stepping into the reception room, Heather looks to see who just walked in. The look on her face when she sees you. "Nick!"

Playing ignorant. "Hey Heather, what's going on?"

The pert little redhead faces you all smiling as you walk behind her desk. She sticks her chest out to you while you help yourself to her firm small tits, after you pulled down her oversized one shoulder club sweater to her waist. Her hand gently caresses your crotch. "Oh Nick, I have a new boss coming in today. That is if they'll have me."

Lightly gnawing on Heather's nipple to full puffiness then moving onto the the other one. "huh, what do you mean." As you lift up Heather's skirt revealing that she's full commando underneath it which invites your finger to probe.

Oblivious to your doings but definitely getting aroused by it. Heather's body contracts and contorts to your teasing. "Ooooo um I mean if mmmmm the boss wants someone else I'm out."

Suckling for the next few seconds, something fun pops into your head. "I don't think that's going to happen. Let's pretend I'm your new boss and I'm interviewing you for the position and hmm maybe a few others positions as well."

Looking uncertain and confused. "Uh ok Nick."

Propping Heather up onto her desk and opening her legs revealing a small tuft of red hair. You hands slide down from her firm calves to her thickening thighs. "Now close your eyes until I tell you."

She complies, then you pull out you hardness and sheath it inside her wet patch. You can feel it slither inside Heather pussy as it grows inside her, stretching her pussy walls while digging deeper inside. Heather's breath rushes out of her mouth as her legs involuntarily straighten out with her toes. Her eyes pop open and locks onto your eyes. "Heather I need you keep your concentration, can you do that."

She let's out a pitched squeal.

"HEATHER!" Then softening your voice. "I need you concentrate. If you want this position, as well as a few others, you have to be able to perform without distraction. C'mon I'm your new boss and I need you to take a memo. Since it's normal for my memos to be whole heartenly embraced by the employees." You begin pumping her softly.

Heather sucks her lips inward trying to clench in another scream. "y.y.y.y.essssss sir i'llll trtry."

Sniling at your new fuck toy. "That's a my girl. Now take a memo."

"As your new Operational Manager I will do my fullest to make this enterprise thrive. That means everyone who works for me and this company will follow my instructions even if they don't make sense to you while working your hardest and help save costs each and everyday. Now we all know that all work and no play with make us all a dull boy, so I will implement a few measures for your fun and my amusement."

Heather's continues writing as best as she can while you ram her. Her writings are near illegible as your hardness digs deep in her wet tight pussy. It amused you as Heather struggled a few times to pick up her dropped pen as you fucked her harder just to see her struggle more.

"1) Casual petting, grabbing, teasing, fondling and fingering will be encouraged amongst employees so long as it doesn't interfere with your work."

Heather let out a scream as she came while filling her with your cum. But you kept on dictating.

"2) Starting immediately, at 3pm every Friday, work will stop and for 2 hours every adult in this building will participate Casual Sex Friday. So if you want to fuck the cleaning lady, go for it. You want to fuck the delivery guy, all's fair. If they're in the building and they don't work for us, just explain this policy and just do them. And even though today is not Friday, we'll do it today."

Pulling your self out, Heather laid on the desk with ragged breath. "Did you get all that?"

Heather could barely move. She slowly gets up from the desk. Drained and weakened. "I...think...I have it."

"Good, you're hired." Looking at you confused. "I'm your new boss. I want that memo typed and brought to my desk for proof. Then get me someone from maintenance and a list of those up for performance reviews."

Standing up a bit wobbedly, Heather's face lights up. "Yes sir!"

And that's how your morning went. Now it's lunch and your mind wanders on your next course of fun to take. Looking at the rings then kissing them, your really not sure what to do next. Maybe actually get some work done for once? No, too boring. What to do? What will you do for fun?

Then without warning the door flies open and to your surprise Sharon bursts in popping your serene state of mind.