Talking with the Boss

“Good morning, Mitch,” Karen said when she entered the office; she did her best to look and sound confident.

“Good morning, Karen. I’m glad to see you,” the boss replied with a wide smile. It seemed genuine, but did not make him any prettier.

Mitch Masters was sixty years old and while he stayed in a good shape, his face was… roughly chiseled, to put it mildly. But more importantly he was not alone in his office. By his desk sat Gloria Goodhead, the head of the Human Resources. The mature woman’s outfit confirmed Karen’s suspicions that her own clothes certainly were not an issue for the upper management; if anything they might even be an asset.

Gloria was in her early forties and while no-one would dare to call her fat she had truly generous curves; and she loved to flaunt them. Her skirt was tight and closely hugged her wide hips and full buttocks. It was also short, reaching to the middle of her thick thighs and thus exposing most of her nylon-clad legs. The cleavage of Gloria’s blouse was deep, but not yet scandalous; or rather would not have been so, if her breasts were of average size. Karen estimated that Gloria had H-cup breasts, so they were screaming for attention even when fully covered. To further enhance her curves the woman wore an actual corset to work; it not only narrowed her waist, but also supported her breasts. Thirteen centimetre tall patent heels completed the “hungry cougar” look. She might have been only 160 centimetres tall, but she definitely was not small.

“Take a seat Karen,” Mitch added pointing towards the couch, “we need to discuss your promotion.”

A promotion! At the sound of that word Karen could not help but smile. Clear signs of enthusiasm were discouraged during any kind of business talks, but her will was strained already and apparently she got what she had always craved right away.

Mitch and Gloria got up from the desk, they both shook hands with Karen before the three of them sat down. The boss sat in an armchair while the woman occupied the couch. The manager could not help, but sneak a glance at her boss’ crotch. Her gaze lingered a bit too long while she wondered how big his penis was; eventually she managed to shake away the thoughts. Both women crossed their legs and sat diagonally, so that they could look at Mitch and at each other. Karen could not fail to notice that Gloria’s outfit was almost as revealing as hers, the tight skirt hiked up exposing even more of the thick nylon-covered thighs. Gloria was not trying to hide her assets, nor her interest in Karen. The manager never had any sexual interest in other women, but she found the gaze of the mature woman strangely flattering.

“We’ve given this operation some thought,” Mitch stated.

He did not elaborate on who “we” were and why a mere promotion was considered an operation. Karen deduced that the whole matter was larger than just him and Gloria; she remained silent though.

“Not only we intend to give you Michael’s position. We also plan to restructure the office a bit to offer you more flexibility, so that you’ll be able to fulfill completely new tasks.”

“What kind of tasks?” Karen finally spoke.

“I’ll get there soon, but we need to establish a few other matters first. Your outfits and behavior have changed drastically lately.”

“I’m not the only one to dress in such fashion,” the manager replied, sounding a bit too defensive for her own taste.

“I’m not holding that against you, I’m just stating facts. Nor do I consider your promiscuity a flaw.”

“My sex-life is my private matter.”

“That’s true in most cases, but it’s obvious that your sex-life is anything but private.”

Karen opened her mouth to protest, but Mitch silenced her with a gesture. Even before he continued she realised that he was correct and she should remain silent for now.

“Everyone in the company had watched that Show,” the boss continued, “we had seen you naked and spitroasted on the stage. And you climaxed more than once, if I recall correctly.”

The woman’s face was getting red at the memory, both with arousal and with shame. The on-stage sex was a huge hit to her pride, but at the same time she could not deny how incredibly pleasureable it was and how intense the orgasms had been.

“Many of our clients had seen it as well,” Mitch went on, “everyone found the spectacle incredibly hot. Don’t get me wrong, I consider that an asset, one that’ll play a role in your promotion.”

“In what way?” Karen managed to ask. She was stunned, she did not expect the conversation to look like that.

“You would take Michael’s position, but some of the more mundane duties would be relegated to other people. That would leave you with more free time which you would spend on… persuading our most important clients.”

Mitch did not wink, but the way he pronounced ‘persuading’ left little doubts regarding the hidden meaning.

“You want me to have sex with the clients?!” Karen burst out, but internally the idea turned her on, “that would be a manager-level prostitution,” she went on, but she liked her potential role more with each word spoken.

“There’s no need for such harsh terms, Karen,” Mitch replied, “you’d be doing the same thing you had been doing already, only with clients instead of other employees. Wouldn’t that be a perfect combination of pleasure and business?”

“Would I be the one picking the clients?” Karen tried to hide her enthusiasm and sound ****.

“Of course. After all you’d be the manager,”

“And I’d have a free choice of outfits and other sexual partners”?

“Naturally.”

Mitch did his best to hide his amusement. The first questions Karen asked were about sex and not work; he knew he had made the right call. Her efforts to mask her enthusiasm were vain, to someone as experienced as mister Masters it was obvious that she was unable to contain her lust. He was certain that as long as she received the illusion of power and control he would be able to push her even further.

“Keep in mind, Karen,” the boss continued, “that if you accept this promotion you’ll become the youngest female executive at this level. You’d be pioneering new marketing tactics and would become a beacon for all young ambitious women in our company.”

Karen’s eyes lit up, vanity had always been her weakness. Not only her lust told her to agree, so did her pride, even if a part of her brain was aware that it was that pride which would be somewhat injured. Being an informal company whore was one thing, after all it remained theoretically private and was done purely for Karen’s own pleasure. Now she would be fucking people for money. Important people for huge sums, true, but it was prostitution nonetheless, even if Mitch called it ‘marketing tactics’.

Screw it! Karen thought. I’ll get the power, the money AND the cocks. It’s the deal of my life.

“I accept,” she said aloud, but her face betrayed her every emotion.

“We’re so glad to hear it!” the boss replied with a wide grin, it was time for him to show some emotions as well, “we were hoping you’d agree. This might open many new possibilities for the company, as well as for you.”

“I’m sure it will,” Karen finally allowed herself to smile. She still thought that she had played her **** well.

“The possibilities are even greater than you might think,” Mitch added, “my term as the CEO ends in eighteen months and I’m considering retirement. Wouldn’t you like to become the first female CEO and the youngest one at the same time?”

“Is it possible?!” Karen was astonished and completely failed to hide it, “I mean with my experience and record I know I could do the job, but would the board agree with such an assessment?”

“There might be a way to convince them, if for the following eighteen monthes you work diligently and… in an unorthodox manner.”

“I think I know where this is heading, but I’ll gladly hear a more elaborate explanation.”

“How about we celebrate your promotion and I’ll explain to you as we do?” while he spoke Mitch laid his palm on his thigh, right next to his crotch.

Karen’s gaze had been drawn to that part of his body before, so she noticed the motion. That pervert! Did he want her to suck him off just like his bimbo secretary surely did? Such audacity! On the other hand here was a chance to finally suck a cock, she had been craving that since she woke up. Plus it would be useful to have Mitch as a close ally. Karen had already agreed to use sex as a currency, so there was no harm in staying consistent, right? She could swallow her pride, if the ultimate prize was reaching the very top; and there was no harm in enjoying the whole process. After the short mental calculation she decided it was worth it. The manager’s thoughts were interrupted by a palm which was placed on her thigh; it belonged to Gloria. Karen almost forgot about the mature woman, even though they were sitting right next to each other. She wondered what Gloria’s role would be in the ‘celebration’. The manager was not sexually attracted to women, so she hoped that she was there only to watch.