“Hi Tom, please have a seat…” Cheryl said as I walked into the conference room and closed the door behind me.
I sat down across from Cheryl with a smile on my face and not a care in the world.
Some guys would have been pissed off, Cheryl had taken over the department six months ago, after the big wigs had told me I wasn’t what they were looking for in the new manager for my group.
Which was fine, it was their prerogative of course, but selecting Cheryl instead was a low blow. Mostly because everyone knew, including the higher ups, that she was a back stabbing snake. Apparently though, that’s what they were looking for in the new manager.
As such it was fine with me, I hadn’t really wanted the position anyway, too much extra work, but I’d figured apply for it was a smart idea just to avoid getting someone really bad. Cheryl was at least a known quantity and was easy enough to take care of. Creating a folder on the team shared labeled “Project Himalaya” with a single executable in it had all it had taken to pique her interest and run it. A few hours later and she was hooked on the subliminal messages that she was receiving from her laptop.
“Since this is your yearly review and I’ve only been your manager for six months, this should be pretty straight forward. I have the notes from our previous manager her on my laptop to reference.” Cheryl said and then looked down at the computer in front of her.
I smiled and nodded, “Sounds good Cheryl.”
“Ok, well the notes say here that you exceeded your targets for the first six months by 20%, increased productivity for the group by 30%, and worked it three cross department teams. Quite impressive.” Cheryl stated matter of factly.
“Thank you.” I replied.
Cheryl then closed the lid of the laptop and looked seriously at me, “Of course, I do have some concerns about the second half of the year…” she said and then stood up.
She tossed her hair back over her shoulders and slipped off her jacket and set it on the table before pulling her top up over her head and setting it aside as well. She then reached around and unclipped her bra, finally setting it on the pile as well.
Then she walked around and straddled me, sitting on my lap with her tits pushed forward, then gently licked her lips, “You’ve pumped up my lips by fifty percent, and stuff my tits 100% full of silicone, but you’ve only reduced my intelligence by 20%. I expected you to have me a drooling bimbo like our previous manager by now, I’m quite disappointed in you Tom.” she said with a pout.
I chuckled a little, “Yes, well, you do seem to be forgetting the 70% more makeup you’re wearing, or the 400% increase in your libido…” I replied and then reached around and grabbed her ass, squeezing it tightly.
Cheryl threw her head back and let out a moan, then set her hands on my shoulders and rocked her hips back and forth, “Oh god Tom, squeeze that ass!” she said in a soft husky voice.
She managed to get herself somewhat under control after a moment, “You… you make a good point… I have been as horny as hell and sucking your cock at our morning meetings has… helped.” she replied and then leaned forward, pushing her tits into my face.
“But… I’m still not sure I can give you the highest rating…”
I squeezed her ass again with one hand and lifted my other up to her tit, squeezing it as I moved over and sucked on her other nipple. Cheryl squealed in pleasure as I did.
After a moment I pulled back and let her nipple slip from between my lips, “I understand Cheryl, but perhaps you’ve forgotten to consider all those nights of overtime I put in bending you over your desk and pounding that needy little pussy of yours?”
Cheryl’s whole body shivered and I watched her eyes defocus, “giggle Like, Cheryl loves her needy little pussy fucked! giggle“
Her eyes refocused and she shook her head a little, “Well Tom… you… you make a good point, but perhaps you could refresh my memory a bit more.” she replied and then stood up, turned around, slipped her skirt around her ankles and bend over the conference table.
I stood up behind her and dropped my pants, then grabbed her ass with both hands before giving her right cheek a good hard slap.
A giggle escaped Cheryl’s lips and I smiled, “The things I do for this job…” I said and then plunged deep into her pussy.
I figured I’d get at least another three months out of Cheryl as my manager, then she could go and join Jenny, our previous manager, working at the strip club, and sending me their earnings.
A smile crossed my lips, I was pretty sure Tabitha, the busty redhead that joined the group two years ago was going to be next in line… especially after Cheryl recommended her when she eventually resigned.
