Weirdly

Bobby found himself for the first time since he had gotten the record company in a business meeting about the record company. Now some may think that was a sign of laziness, as he had already been working at the record company for months now. How could he have not had a business meeting about the company status? Well, his counter to this train of thought was with whom?

As before, he had not a single employee he could count on to do their jobs, and he couldn't fire anybody without all of them protesting that it was a human rights violation to fire them for their bullshit. So that took having good employees to have a business meeting with. So next up on the rather short list of people to have business meetings with were investors or other record companies that wanted to deal. But as it was, the record company had remained basically broke and operating at a loss despite his best efforts.

So no one was really looking to get financially invested in a dying record company. So yeah, there had been no one to have business meetings with until now. Which was making him quite happy, as it made him feel like a proper company boss. Though considering how Alice was sitting in his lap still instead of across from him like at a proper meeting. Also, she was still sandwiching his cock between her ass cheeks, grinding her rather nice ass on his cock, making it feel less like a meeting and more like he was spending time with a hooker he had paid for.

Bobby shook his head, focusing back on Alice instead of her fat ass grinding up and down his cock. "Well, Alice, I believe we were going to discuss how to help improve you and your son's images." Bobby said politely, leaving out the part about how that would help the record company but feeling that was implied without him saying it. For a quiet moment, Alice didn't respond and just enjoyed the feeling of having Bobby's large, pale pillar in between her ass cheeks.

Eventually, Alice refocused back on Bobby's face instead of his cock. "Sure, we are white man. whatever you say." Alice said submissively, agreeing to whatever Bobby had asked and somehow making the act of pointing out his whiteness an act of submission on her part. Bobby looked at her a moment, not quite sure how to take her words. As usual in the last couple months a Black woman saying the words white man was usually insulting him, but she had said it so submissively he was doubting his own rule on that.

So Bobby figured he better make sure whether she was secretly mocking him, which would be weird considering where his cock is currently located. But it would be better to be sure before he continued forward with the meeting. " Alice, why exactly do you keep calling me white man? Besides the obvious, of course." Bobby asked, deciding to be as straightforward as possible with his question.

Alice answered instantly. "Simple because you are the white man. The boss, the big guy on the hill." Alice started to moan near the end as she became aroused by talking about him being her white man. Which caused her to grind her ass on his cock a bit harder in her lust. Bobby thought on that a moment and realized rather quickly what she meant by that. As Alice was a movement leader during the era of protest and hippies. She had the habit of calling anyone in charge the man.

Which meant, as she called him white man in a kind of strange sex name a couple of times now, it meant she was using it as a way of saying the white man was in charge of her, he supposed. Which was just another way to say daddy or master, he guessed, just using an out-of-date lexicon. "Thank you for clearing that up for me, Alice." Bobby said politely, to which Alice nodded happily while still continuing to put her ass up and down his cock.

"So I suppose now that we got that out of the way, we can start talking about how exactly we can improve you and your son's reputation." Bobby said, keeping his face neutral and his tone calm. Alice just looked at him curiously, wondering what exactly he was on about. "Well, you see, your criminal history tied with Black terror groups is well known, and as such, so are your son's ties to them by proxy." Bobby said in a calm tone, remaining polite.

Alice nodded to herself, seeing the problem in a record company trying to sell albums while having connections to people who spread terror. So Alice being led by emotion far more than logic and, in this case, her lust specifically gave her the best way to counter her reputation. "Got it, white man, no worries. I'll blow some of the ghetto up to prove I am not with the niggers anymore." Alice said with a happy, lustful smile as she thought of where she could get a bomb from a dumb Negro for an ass pic and all the great sex she could hopefully get from her white man as a reward.

Bobby not wanting to be involved in a terror plot and knowing that it was completely unnecessary put a stop to her plans. "That won't be necessary, Alice, as my secretary has pointed out to me. The terror groups you were a part of were quite anti-white. So a simple picture of you posing with me on a new album will be more than enough proof of your change in character." Bobby said quickly, eager to change directions before Alice became committed to her insane course, though he should have expected this might happen when dealing with activist extremists.

"Of course, white man, you are the boss, and I'm more than happy to show that I'm a gear in your machine." Alice said, her voice filled with lust, as she was all too eager to forget her bombing plan and having to give a worthless monkey an ass pic when she could just have sex with her man instead. "Now, Mr. White Man, since we got a plan, do you want to celebrate?" Alice said, her voice dripping with need, as she brought her ass slowly up and down Bobby's cock, trying her damndest to tempt him.

Bobby thought on it a moment. Does he have time to be doing this? He thought to himself, especially as he did actually have to come up with an album that could somewhat sell, which was unlikely considering what the record company's artist had been putting out lately. As it was they wanted to rebrand Tupa's mom as no longer hating whites. So they then needed an actual album to put the rebranded image on and put to the public. But on the other hand, she'd been edging him for the entire time with her big, fat, black ass.