Teasingly

"I'm his side piece whenever His Majesty decides to finally make use of me. But don't worry, I'm certain you'll occupy a lot of his attention anyway." Sireah finished her perusal of the room and then faded back to a corner, folding her wings tightly behind her and withdrawing her physical and mental presence until Jill blinked and shook her head.

"Where'd she go? She was just here!" Jill was still staring at the corner where Sireah stood smirking. "And what did she mean by side piece? And His Majesty?!"

Seamus opened his mouth and decided not to say anything except: "Jill, aren't you supposed to be at home?"

Jill looked back at Seamus and frowned. "As if I'd let that harpy come between us. I have plans for us and they don't include her!" Glancing back at the corner, she shook her head and then turned and smiled at Seamus.

Seamus shuddered and wondered if this version of Jill was better or worse than the previous, unaltered one. "I see. What time is my HR interview supposed to take place?"

Jill looked at the clock and said: "Eloise didn't tell me, but it should be shortly, her messenger app status turned green about five minutes ago, so she should be here in a few seconds if what she said yesterday is any indication."

Seamus looked down at his hands, still plastered to Jill's bare breasts... "Then don't you think it might have been a good idea to have waited for this?"

Jill looked down at her breasts and shook her chest: "Why? You're just checking me for lumps again. Speaking of, you really should be squeezing them a lot harder if you're actually checking me. Just resting your hands on top doesn't do anything you know."

Seamus sighed and started to squeeze and experimentally tried to move his hands around her breasts and was surprised to find that he could. So he tried to let go, but that didn't work and instead pulled hard at her breasts.

"Oof! If you wanted me closer, I'm happy to get closer!" Jill said, and closed the gap between them, pushing the backs of his hands against his chest...just in time for a knock at the door. "One moment please!" Jill called out. She slid a hand between his legs and rubbed at the growing bulge between his legs, smirking when she felt the buttons, sliding a pair of fingers between the buttons into the gap in his boxers.

Seamus frowned and opened his mouth...

The door opened with a bang against the wall and Eloise barged in: "Jill! You're supposed to be at home! Not here...what in the hell is going on here?" All 5'6" of her was visibly vibrating in anger, her arms crossed under her chest and low cut blouse making the fact she had chosen not to wear a bra today extremely obvious. Her cheeks suddenly flushed dark red, her pupils dilated and she glanced sidelong at Seamus, her brown eyes widening briefly and she flipped her dark brown hair with a quick flick of her head. "Explain this situation Jill...because right now my report is looking very troubling for you."

Jill looked at her coolly. "I'm getting my daily check for suspicious lumps, that's all. And it's done now, so mind turning around so I can button up again?" Jill stayed close together with Seamus, covering the fact she was still rubbing slowly at his now very hard erection.

Seamus tried to let go of her breasts again and it finally worked. He sighed in relief, stepping hurriedly away from Jill towards his desk and then winced when he saw Eloise look at him quite seriously before she glanced down at his groin, the red in her cheeks spreading to her neck and chest, and then turned around.

Seamus swiftly checked his buttons, and finding they were still intact, checked that he wasn't poking out between his boxers, and sighed when he realized Jill had pushed them far enough aside he was going to have to undo his buttons to fix his boxers.

Jill smiled victoriously, then attempted to button up her blouse, but her hands strained and turned white against the fabric, her arm muscles cording as she pulled hard on the edges of the blouse that then pivoted in an arc, exposing more of her breasts instead of less.

Seamus winced again and mouthed at her silently: "You need to beg..." Finally getting himself rearranged, he started to do up the buttons on his pants again.

Jill looked at him quizzically and tried to close her blouse again, a bit more desperately.

Seamus put his hands up under his chin and making big puppy dog eyes and then pointed to her and Jill stopped what she was doing, frowned and said aloud: "Seriously, I have to beg to cover up my breasts? Really? Oops..." Jill looked over at the fast-spinning Eloise.

Eloise saw Jill with her blouse still undone. "Jill! Cover up! You have a very flimsy excuse for getting groped at work, and keeping your blouse undone afterwards is not appropriate!" Eloise was visibly squirming now, her knees pushed together, her nipples tenting her blouse. Seamus saw her lips were quite red from where she had been biting them.

"I'm trying!" Jill insisted. "I can't get the buttons done!" Her hands strained with the continued effort of pulling the fabric closer together.

Eloise snorted. "Right."

Seamus sighed and looked over at Sireah who was quietly laughing, wings slack and tears streaming down her cheeks as she shook her head, her tail swishing madly. He made a sour look at her and inclined his head toward the burgeoning situation, quirking an eyebrow.

Sireah looked at him with pleading eyes and made puppy dog begging motions with her own hands.

Seamus frowned and shook his head and gestured more firmly towards Jill and Eloise, both of whom were now locked in a quietly vitriolic highly animated conversation, Jill still vainly trying to pull her blouse together.

Sireah looked disappointed but waved and Eloise froze mid-rant, her right hand forefinger pointing its elegantly painted long red nail directly at Jill's cherry red fuming face.

Seamus jerked in surprise but took the moment to swiftly tell Jill: "Beg me for permission to cover up!" Seamus took the moment to finish buttoning his pants.

Jill looked at the frozen Eloise and opened her mouth, closed it, then turned back to Seamus: "Please let me put my clothes back on!", her hands coming up to the now classic begging position.

Seamus prayed the words would come out right this time: "You have my permission to cover up." 'Yes!' Seamus perched his butt on the edge of his desk, feeling like he needed to sit down, but not on one of those infernal exercise ball chairs. Frowning, Seamus finally realized something he hadn't really paid attention to when he first walked in and looked over at Jill's exercise ball and saw a suspicious protrusion on the top of it, with a double stitch line running down the front... then looked back at Jill, who smirked at his searching look but didn't say a word.

Jill finally finished buttoning up and then poked Eloise in the arm.

Eloise didn't move.

Jill got a scheming look on her face and then reached down the top front of Eloise's blouse and first pinched and pulled her breast above her blouse top, then harshly twisted Eloise's left nipple.

"Jill! What are you doing?" Seamus asked, astounded. "That's not okay!" He stood up and started moving towards them.

Her fingers still compressing the poor woman's nipple, Jill looked at Seamus. "What is going on here? This action should be making her whine at me incessantly." Jill then asked again: "And where did that woman go that was here earlier?"

Seamus couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Jill! Let go! What happens if she returns to awareness while you're still holding her nipple?!"

Jill huffed angrily and finally released Eloise's nipple and yanked her blouse away enough so that Eloise's breast fell back into her blouse. "After all those questions yesterday, she deserved it!" Jill let go of Eloise's blouse and then slapped Eloise's left breast hard enough for the room to echo the sound a little.

Seamus wondered if Jill was always like this and if Custom Girls had just dialed up the crazy to ten or if this was all new, but he could unfortunately see elements of this behavior in how poorly she had behaved around people before all of this app stuff. Seamus looked at Sireah, who had a contemplative look on her face and inclined his head at Eloise.

Sireah bowed, made a quick motion with her hands, and returned to full watchfulness, all trace of mirth gone.

Eloise finally took a deep, shuddering breath and winced and mouthed a long, pained: "owwww" as Eloise turned mostly away from the both of them, vainly trying to subtly rub her left nipple with her arm. She turned her head back as her left arm continued its careful movement. "Jill, go home, now. You're not supposed to be here at all right now. We'll have to talk about this new development later, okay?" Clearing her throat, Eloise finally drew herself back upright, turned back and looked at Seamus. "Let's get started on our portion of this report, okay?"

Seamus nodded, hoping to find some way out of the current situation, so he moved and sat on the bright green exercise ball in front of his desk. Looking around the room, he realized there weren't any other chairs.

Eloise moved the deep blue exercise ball from in front of Jill's desk, sat down, accidentally rolling the ball forward a little and so she stood back up again a little and pulled the ball back, her skirt catching and following the ball as it rolled back into an upright position and Eloise sat down again quickly. Her eyes popped open with surprise and she looked at Jill, who was smirking again. Eloise opened her mouth, looked at Seamus, blushed furiously, drew herself to attention, cleared her throat and glared at Jill, waiting for Jill to leave.

Jill said: "Roll forward again, I dare you." Then, huffing in annoyance, she turned and swiftly walked out the room.

Eloise looked pensive, then curious, but before Seamus could ask anything, Eloise shook her head and asked: "Seamus, I know you said something to the effect the issue was taken care of...but looking around here, and seeing what has been going on, HR takes retaliation very seriously." At the look on his face, she quickly continued: "No, not you. I don't think any of this is retaliation on your part. I need to ask, has Jill done or said anything that has been an attempt to influence, unduly or otherwise, you to drop this?"

Seamus frowned and wondered how much of Jill's behavior was purely the app, but knew the app had a major influence so he'd rather assume it was entirely the app and not just presumed character flaws. "No. She has not. I decided to drop the complaint after we talked about it after the fact." All true...if not entirely forthcoming. But how many HR reps would accept magical influence as sudden change instigators?

Sensing something, Eloise asked again: "Are you certain? I know Jill is... unique in her position in this company but I promise I can try to...ahem" Eloise briefly closed her eyes after she had unintentionally rolled forward a little, then opened her eyes again, her eyelids fluttering as she did so, "...I promise I can try to protect you in this, and there are whistleblower protection laws."

Seamus knew better, but had to ask: "Eloise, are you okay?"

Eloise cleared her throat and nodded. "Just a little tickle, nothing to worry about." Her voice squeaked a little at the end.

Seamus was opening his mouth to ask if she was sure when the door opened again.

Eloise stayed seated but glared at the entryway: "We are in the middle of an HR meeting, this is not..."

A tired sounding, but firm voice from the doorway responded: "Ms. Eloise, I am aware, and I thank you for your attention in this matter, but Legal is taking over now. Ms. Kaylee, if you'd be so kind to step over there behind Ms. Eloise as witness, Ms. Jill, please stand by Ms. Kaylee." Lawrence Keegan finished walking in the room and stepped over by Jill's desk, since the exercise ball that Eloise was sitting on was in front of the edge of Seamus's desk.

"Hello Mr. Lawrence, what's going on here? Do I need counsel present?" Seamus asked.

"Mr. Seamus, while you can retain counsel, the owner is fairly confident we can swiftly resolve this time-sensitive situation to the discreet satisfaction of all involved...please Ms. Eloise, stay where you are so HR can file the necessary reports." Lawrence stated dryly.

Seamus stilled his face, searching the familiar face he had sat across from countless staff meetings, set aside his disquietude, and looked at the upturned nose and straight back of Jill, who was smirking at Eloise.

"Now, Mr. Seamus, I'm certain you can understand the position of the company in these matters and how the company would prefer to maintain public confidence that we can perform our jobs adequately, with minimal disruption to supply lines and the owner of the company would prefer to keep internal matters...in the corporate family." Lawrence sent a brief pointed, pained look at Jill but continued speaking, "To that end, the company understands that you haven't had a raise in four years while doing incredibly fine work, and if it weren't for other...needs...you would already be a Technical Director of Engineering, so henceforth, the owner of the company wishes to promote you to that position, effective immediately..."

Seamus was immediately conflicted on hearing this news, it was the job he'd really been interested in, for a long time, and had applied to twice before, but to be offered in this manner...

Lawrence took a deep, careful breath and continued: "...with a signing bonus of four hundred thousand dollars in gratitude for the...fine work you've been doing, guaranteed ten percent annual cost-of-living raises with performance bonuses of twenty-five percent of base salary, and a bump in your salary to three hundred thousand per year."

Lawrence couldn't help but glance over at Jill before saying the next part. "...NDA for all parties to keep this... unsullied, family medical, dental, vision, life, all included with no employee contribution required, 401k/Roth with up to 10% at 100% company matching, company paid for maintenance of your new Secret clearance, and the R&D Department you've been agitating for, with up to five engineering staff members and ten support staff members." He leaned forward and presented a paper to Seamus: "If agreed, please read and sign below where Ms. Jill has signed on the third page, followed by Ms. Eloise and Ms. Kaylee as witnesses and signees to the NDA."

Lawrence looked over at Kaylee. "Now...Ms. Kaylee, just what do you think you're doing?!"

Seamus looked up at the no longer tired shock in Lawrence's voice just in time to see Kaylee finish stepping out of her panties and carefully step back into her suit pants, narrowly avoiding catching the pants on her sharp heels.

Kaylee finished pulling her pants up and then tucked in her blouse, smoothed the fabric and rebuttoned her suit jacket. "Begging your pardon, Mr. Lawrence...I...I thought I had fire ants in my undergarments." Flushing, Kaylee calmly collected her black lace panties from the floor with her right hand and stepped around Eloise to get close to Seamus and then held the panties out to him, bunched in a tight ball in her hand.

Seamus wordlessly accepted the panties as she dropped them into his left hand, and naturally avoided looking over when he heard the snorted laughter from the corner of the room. He re-scrunched the panties into a ball and continued reading the contract, feeling the eyes of Eloise boring into him, and Jill's glaring eyes shooting daggers at Kaylee.

"Ummm...Ms..." Lawrence sighed tiredly. "I don't want to know. Add it to the list of things in the NDA as an addendum please, Mr. Seamus. And tack on another five thousand for the Legal department...impropriety..."

Seamus could swear he could hear gravel grinding in a cement mixer behind him, and given how unflappable Lawrence usually was, that was actually kind of funny. He finished reading the contract, and noted that in the terms of the contract, Jill would always, as long as they worked in the company together, have the same office as he did, and would have say in how said office was furnished and arranged, with the exception of his computer and personal belongings.

Kaylee shuffled a bit, drawing Seamus's attention to her, and she stopped her movement. But he could see her lips part slightly and a look crossed her face. Seamus knew she was 28, as she'd just celebrated her birthday last week and invited some of her coworkers to the bar. She'd also invited him but he'd declined.

Seamus had a sneaky suspicion she was just being polite when Kaylee had suddenly realized Seamus was walking behind her whilst inviting someone else. But her age was all he really knew about her. Except what color panties she wore. And that she didn't dye her hair black.

Seamus coughed lightly and shook himself. He went back to reread the sticky note indicating this office arrangement was to ensure no hint of interpersonal friction left the bounds of their office space. Seamus frowned when he noted the extremely detailed office specifications, including extremely high-end soundproofing, structural modifications...and several other modifications that had to have been directed by Jill, along with a note regarding one or two personnel changes given his new position.

Seamus looked over at Eloise, slid the document over to her, indicated what was on the document, and Eloise's eyes glittered furiously. He watched her lips thin, but a resigned look crossed her face and she barely inclined her head with a slight shrug.

Seamus pulled the contract back to himself, looked it over again, and thought to himself: 'ironically, I could have used the promotion, and the pay raise just last week. I have no need of the money now, and already have far too much going on at home to deal with this...but if I don't...' he looked over at Jill, who was still looking furiously murderous as she ground her teeth, eyes staring straight at Kaylee. 'Jill is dangerous and now she's one of my Custom Girls. I'm partially responsible for her now.'

Seamus picked up a pen, then set it back down. "Mr. Lawrence, before I make this decision, may I take the time to discuss it with my wife?"

Lawrence almost sighed before he responded, "Mr. Seamus, I regret to inform you this offer is time sensitive and confidential. You may share the news of the promotion, and pay raises, and..." Lawrence glanced over at Jill, "...assuming Ms. Alice has already heard much about what has gone on, you may share the details of the final resolution with her as long as she promises to be bound by the terms of the NDA as well..."

Lawrence thinned his own lips "...as long as those details are extremely marginal and only as much as is necessary to assuage her worry."

Seamus tried hard not to glance over at the corner with the silent succubus. "Understood." He picked up the pen again and hovered over the paper, staring at the line, feeling the frustration and anger well up. 'Lord, please, help me not do this in anger. Help me do this from a desire to protect.' His left hand squeezed the black lace into a tight ball, his arm muscles tight, hidden under his shirt.

"One change is needed." Jill said.

Lawrence looked over at her and Seamus could almost hear the unvoiced sigh. "Yes, Ms. Jill?"

"The personnel changes need to include Kaylee." Jill stated firmly.

Lawrence flicked his eyes at Kaylee. "Ms. Kaylee is my legal second, and in law school at the moment. She is not administrative support personnel."

"Secretary." Jill corrected.

Through gritted teeth Lawrence said the next part. "Neither is Ms. Eloise, who you want to be Mr. Seamus's secretary, which will necessitate us finding a new HR rep, unless you intend on her doing both jobs?"

Eloise didn't flinch, already having read that part of the documentation. But her lips tightened even further.

"We won't need much from our secretaries. They can continue doing their normal work as well." Jill said stubbornly.

Kaylee opened her mouth, but then closed it when she saw Lawrence actually sigh and look at Seamus. Kaylee looked at the panties in Seamus's hand and kept quiet.

"Mr. Seamus, please add Ms. Kaylee as part of the...secretary...pool for yourself and Ms. Jill." Lawrence said after a long, drawn out pause.

Seamus added the line, to which Jill signed her initials and dated the change. He initialed and dated the change. But then was back to debating the final signature page...

His pen hovered, and Seamus debated with himself whether a judicious bit of time freezing might be in order...