Talking about busty supremacy

The editor then went back to the group chat again.

• Tom: What do you think about Sandy?
• Janeece: She’s a good girl. Smart, skilled, serious in her job, cute as a button and always nice to everyone. She seemed angry at me when she arrived, but she has calmed down since and I supposed you finally got on her nerves and she needed to act it out. I don’t know how you managed to make her fall head over heels for you, but I hate you for that and I feel guilty for not being able to protect her.
• Luisa: I don’t know her much, we didn’t work together or talk much before today, but she seems adorable. She didn’t speak for a moment though, I wonder if she’s okay.
• Tom: You also like that she’s respectful and submissive and think all flatties should be the same.
• Janeece: What’s a flatty?

Tom grinned. This was something he had thought about implementing for quite some time.

• Tom: You think the female employees should be split into two groups. You are part of the busties, those who were hired by Chuck before he had his heart attack. The busties are all incredibly sexy and, as the name suggests, all have a huge rack. You know on a subconscious level that you were hired for your looks, but you were also kept for your skills while so many incompetent bimbos had to be fired. As such, you’re proud of your achievements as much as you are of your bodies, especially those massive breasts. On the other hand, the flatties who were hired later were apparently picked for their actual skills by Angélique. It means there were the less incompetent ones, but as a result they didn’t have to prove their worth the way you did, not mentioning they are less attractive. You’re convinced most of them think they are better than you and see you as useless eye candies, even though they wouldn’t tell this to your face. They have no respect for seniority and are unaware of how hard you worked and how many sacrifices you made to gain respect in a more toxic environment. They should be put in their places and have more deference and obedience toward their betters.
• Janeece: You’re right, those kids are ungrateful and obnoxious. The busties should run the company.
• Luisa: They are more useful than men, but they’re still entitled brats. I don’t know what Angélique was thinking, changing the recruitment policy like that.
• Tom: She clearly made a mistake, but she can still see the light. You shouldn’t disrespect her, though. She’s been here longer than any other woman, she’s carrying this whole company while Chuck is being an incompetent moron and she’s the sexiest even among the busties. Her gigantic tits alone are proof that she is the Busty Queen.
• Janeece: Agreed. She’s clearly our rightful leader. She’s only a woman though, and she can make some mistakes especially when she’s overwhelmed with basically running the company by herself.
• Luisa: Obviously. She’s an inspiration for us all. We should not question her decisions, but we should support her and sometimes help her make the right call.

Tom never had so much fun aside from his recent sexual escapades. Sure, this gave Angélique even more power over the company than she already had, but he ultimately planned to make her subservient to him. All of this would be useful in the long run, and bring a shit ton of interesting opportunities.

• Tom: She also needs to have satisfying rough sex more often. She looks like she’s been sexually frustrated for a long time and it probably clouds her judgement at times. You wouldn’t dare to try and seduce her yourselves, since she intimidates you so much. However, if you saw an opportunity for her to have sex with some guy who proved to be good at pleasuring a woman, you would do everything in your power to subtly push her in this direction.
• Janeece: You’re right. I don’t think there’s any man capable of such a feat aside from you, though.
• Luisa: Him? But she hates him and she’s clearly out of his league in every possible way.
• Janeece: Yes, but he’s the only man who can make me orgasm while the others can’t even get me wet. It may be the same for her.
• Luisa: Oh, I didn’t know that.

The fifty years old frowned. It was the first time other people interacted together in the group chat, he suddenly wondered if they could also influence each other.

• Tom: Janeece, how many women did Luisa sleep with until now?
• Janeece: There were two of them.
• Tom: How do you know that? Did she tell you?
• Janeece: No, I just know it. It’s somewhere in my memory.

He didn’t plan for that. Everything they had said until now could have unforeseen consequences. Maybe he should go check the conversation so far, but he frankly didn’t want to waste his time on this. He should be more careful from now on, though.

• Tom: Anyway, as busties your huge and beautiful chests should be your pride, and you should advertise it by highlighting them and showing off as much cleavage as you decently can.
• Janeece: That’s right.
• Luisa: Yes, my tits are what got me this job after all.

He waited a few seconds, then asked:

• Tom: Are the two of you alone, now?
• Janeece: Yes, Sandy just excused herself and we let her go.
• Tom: Perfect. You should have a little talk about busties and flatties. You will be happy to find out someone shares your opinion on this matter.
• Janeece: Yes, we never had an opportunity to discuss that.
• Luisa: I didn’t even know someone else used those words.
• Tom: After a few minutes you should lead the conversation into comparing your respective chest size. Since you can't tell yourselves apart, you should test it out by getting topless and pressing your busts against each other. Janeece, take a picture with the two of you looking at the camera in this position. You will both think about me when doing so and imagine me looking at you. Then send it to me, erase the message and the two of you will forget about it.

Tom didn’t need to continue the conversation for the moment, so he went back to Angélique’s picture and unzipped his pants. Finally some time to beat his meat in peace.

He had not come yet, when he received his new wanking material. Janeece was staring at the camera with pure hate and disdain in her eyes, which always made her look hotter. Luisa winced, showing clear revulsion, but somehow it also excited him. It was taken from a low angle, which made them appear even more haughty and scornful. The blush on their cheeks was most probably due to arousal rather than anger or distaste, though. As for their breasts, he actually couldn’t tell which had the bigger pair. They both seemed to be D-cup, almost E, and may be less than an inch apart. He already knew the black woman’s boobs fairly well, but it was his first time looking at the Italian-American bare tits and they looked equally fantastic. The shape was perfect, round and perky like he loved, with dark nipples pointing at her partner. He wasn’t a fan of the tanmark, however. Maybe next summer she would have to spend some time on a nudist beach. Still jerking off, he sent another message.

• Tom: Great! Now think about how much you would like to have sex with each other and take another picture with your tongues out, licking at each other’s with your eyes shut. Likewise, send it to me, delete the message, forget about it.

This one obviously came faster. The angle was exactly the same but it looked like a different couple. There was clear passion on their face and lust in their eyes, and the somewhat vulgar display of tongue fighting was hot as hell. Janeece had even grabbed Luisa’s neck with her free hand, which he didn’t instruct but found extremely sexy. It was enough to bring him over the edge. With a growly moan, he came abundantly below his desk. He rested in his armchair for a few minutes, panting heavily, then took a tissue after having finally caught his breath and proceeded to clean himself up.

• Tom: What’s happening now?
• Janeece: We’ve put our clothes back on and are talking about our female coworkers.
• Tom: You didn’t continue kissing or touching each other after taking the picture?
• Luisa: No, I’m not ready to admit I have a crush on another woman yet.
• Janeece: Neither am I.
• Tom: Perfect. You should hang out more often from now on, though. Which of the pictures do you like better, by the way?
• Janeece: The one where we kiss.
• Luisa: Same here.
• Tom: You should both use it as your phone’s wallpaper. If someone asks you about it, tell them that you’re just good friends and it’s none of their business.
• Janeece: Done.
• Luisa: Same.

Just as Tom was thinking it should be enough for those two, someone knocked on the door.