summer nights are to be spent wisely

"Well, I won't go into the details," Martina said with a smug smile on her luscious lips as she stole a banana from one of the younger boys plate across from her. "Besides, I have to get up early to look this good as well," she continued as she gestured to her face and clothing before beginning to gently and distractedly peel the phallic fruit with her lithe fingers and carefully manicured fingernails.

It was a bit of an unspoken lunch-time game to them all. She always took a banana after her salad. But, she wouldn't bring one herself. one of the boys around the table, however, would bring one and leave it for her to steal. Sometimes they'd leave it so far away from her she'd have to get up and lean across the table for it, but today they'd been nice and just left it within arms reach.

It was clear they were interested in her support in their project. Of course, she had been here for a while, but her particular set of skills were going to be useful for them in the coming weeks for budget adjustments. However, she wasn't going to do it for free. She had a pretty big loan on her downtown apartment to pay down, and the student loan for her C-grade MBA wasn't paying itself down without putting in the hours.

No, she'd want her name on the creator list of this project, to get some well deserved percentages off the payout. However, this left the boys around the table with a certain bargaining chip. If she didn't play it right, her manager would just order her to help them for hourly wages, losing her a piece of the pie. But if she buttered the right people in this group the right way, and kept her manager happy to let her bounce her cubicle around the building as she pleased, she had a good hand to play herself.

"Either way, we're really happy to hear you're willing to help us out a little, Martina," Johnny said as the boys changed the subject they'd been discussing while stealing glances at her eating a banana and checking her phone. She was about to check a notification the Wedo-redo app had made, but was distracted by Johnny's interception.

"Oh, it's not a problem my dear," Martina said with a big smile and laid her hand on top of Johnny's for a moment. "but we need to have a meeting about some of the details I've been worried about."

"Oh, for sure," Johnny said as a few of the others began getting up from their seats, causing him to join them. "let's try around 2pm, meeting room... 3b?"

"That sounds great," Martina said and finished her banana, not yet finished with her cup of tea. A few of the other boys in the group remained seated and talked about nothings with each other and her for a few minutes.

As Martina decided she was done with her tea, she adjusted her top and felt the weight of her fake silicon tits shift beneath her hands and chest, causing her to be slightly distracted from the sensation for a second. She loved how she looked and had made it her purpose to be as audaciously alluring as she could get away with, playing the game with whatever tools she could use or upgrade.

But she had a sneaking feeling that something was not right. Everything had been working out fine for her today... almost too fine. Maybe that app she'd been playing around with while driving her expensive car to work had something to do with it? Something just didn't feel... right.

She caught one of the boys across the table ogling her as she'd been momentarily zoning out, probably looking very ditzy as she'd been pushing her tits up in front of her. She giggled apologetically and left the table, pushing down her skirt and walking with a proper sway in her hips back towards the elevators.

In about an hour, she had a special meeting with Johnny, and she needed to be ready.

(images: Ava Koxxx)