Sara Reynolds, up-and-coming business tycoon

Sara Reynolds leaned back in her office chair, taking a moment to look out her window at the street below. Despite only just approaching thirty, the young woman was already the CEO of her own software company, which had grown explosively in the past year. No one would have suspected that the gorgeous redhead with the killer double Ds would be the next Zuckerberg or Gates, but behind the beautiful figure had a sharp mind for both computer programming and business. In fact, it was being underestimated by everyone that motivated Sara the most, and clearly her drive had paid off handsomely.

Returning to her computer, Sara returned to going through her email. When she had started doing so this morning, she had noticed that some ads had made it through her spam filter, most of which had titles such as 'BUSTY SLUT GETS CUM SHOWER' or 'TEEN BUKAKKE PARTY'. She couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous it was she was even being targeted for such a thing, even as she marked them all as spam. Clearly whoever designed the automated filter for the office had overlooked some critical detail that was letting this kind of thing through. She made a personal note to look into it later.

Suddenly, the door to her office swung open, and her secretary Rachel came in. The charming brunette intern walked over to her desk and set down a cup of coffee, "Here you go, Ms. Reynolds. Large, black, and with a bit of cream, just as you like it."

"Thank you, Rachel," Sara said, taking the mug from the girl, "I noticed you're a little late today. Trouble with the coffee maker?"

"Oh, um, yeah," Rachel said nervously, her gaze shifting between the coffee and her boss, "Sorry. I'll be more punctual in the future."

"Don't worry too much about it," Sara assured her, "As long as you get it to me while it's still the morning, I'm not going to time you to the minute on this sort of thing."

"Thank you, ma'am," Rachel said, fidgeting in place somewhat. Sara raised a brow at the girl's odd behavior, but figured it was just the poor girl's nerves getting to her. She took a sip of the coffee, then grimaced.

"Ugh, I think there's a reason the coffee maker was giving you trouble," Sara said, "This coffee tastes weird."

"Really?" Rachel asked, "It looks fine to me."

"Yeah, I want to say it's..." Sara started with a frown, before holding the cup out to Rachel, "Here, have a taste."

Rachel frowned a little as she took the mug from her boss, then after a bit of hesitation took a tiny sip. Handing it back to Sara, she said, "It tastes fine to me, Ms. Reynolds."

Now it was Sara's turn to frown, "Hmm... well, maybe it's just me. Still, get maintenance to check the coffee maker out, just to be safe. Oh, and make sure the creamer isn't expired either."

"Right away, Ms. Reynolds," Rachel said, before turning around to return to her desk. Just before she left, she looked over her shoulder to watch her boss take a second sip of her coffee.

Once she closed the door to Ms. Reynold's office, Rachel spat in her hand and rubbed her tongue against the roof of her mouth. As she did, her co-worker Tom walked up to her desk, an eager smile on his face.

"Did she drink it?" he asked in a hushed tone.

"Yeah, but she was able to tell something was off, and had me do a taste test," Rachel replied with mild annoyance, "I did my best to fake it, but some still got into my mouth. Took everything I had to keep a straight face in front of her."

"Sorry," Tom said with a frown, "Having three guys cum in there on day one was probably a bit much."

"No shit," Rachel hissed, before breaking out into a grin, "But man, it was worth it to see her actually start drinking it down. I wonder if she'll find a bit of it at the bottom as she finishes up."

"That'd be sweet," Tom said with a smile of his own, "Seeing her reaction to that might even be worth getting fired, assuming she finds out I was one of her 'donors'."

Rachel giggled at this, "Yeah, but Roger will probably be the one to get the blame. He's the one with the biggest hard-on for Ms. Reynolds, and she's noticed."

"Poor guy," Tom said, "Well, I'll let you get back to work. If you need a bit of you-know-what for her lunch, let me know okay?"

"I'll see what I can do," Rachel teased, "But I think all the guys should get a turn today. The first day is always the most exciting, and I'd hate for them to miss out on it."

"Fair enough," Tom said, giving her a quick wave before returning to his desk. All the while, Sara sat in her office, completely oblivious to her scheming employees as she continued to drink her morning coffee.