“Oh, hey Sandy.” I said as the very serious looking young woman stood just outside my office door.
“Good morning… Mitch.” she replied, stumbling on my name, her face crinkling as she finally said it instead of something else.
“What can I do for you?” I asked as I opened more door and gestured her to come in. She stepped past me and took a seat in one of the chairs in front of my desk, as I walked around and took mine behind it.
She immediately started smoothing her dress and fussing in general until she was happy with the outcome, before she replied.
“It’s… it’s the new dress code Mitch.” she finally replied.
I raised an questioning eyebrow, “Oh?”
“Yes… it seems… unfair.”
I nodded and looked to be deep in thought, “How so?” I quired.
She let out a sigh, “Oh come on. I, and the rest of the girls in the office, spend half our days fidgeting with our outfit to keep in compliance with the new rules… while the men come in to the office in sweet pants and t-shirts! They don’t have the same… upkeep… us girls do!”
I nodded my head slowly, “I see. I guess that does seems a little unfair. So I take it you’d like to be able to come in dressed a little more… casually?”
Her eyes went wide, “OH NO, NO! … Of course not, We love our latex dresses! I mean…” she replied, her face flushing and her chest heaving and panic filled her eyes.
“I’m sorry…” she continued, placing a hand on her chest to calm herself, “That’s not it at all. I was just thinking that, since the girls are only really getting half a day’s work done, then it’s not really fair that the men have to do a full days work.”
“I see, I have to admit I hadn’t thought of it that way before. You might be on to something, but…” I replied with a smile that faded to a frown.
“But?” Sandy echoed.
“Well, if the men are only working half days, but are at the office a full day… they might get a little bored.” I replied.
A smile crossed Sandy’s lips for just a moment before she nodded seriously, “Yes… yes the girls and I thought that might be a little unfair. We brainstormed a little bit and we think we can keep the men… entertained, during the other half of their day.” she replied.
“Oh? How so?” I asked back.
Sandy fidgeted with her hands in her lap and blushed once more, “Well… we… perhaps it would be better for me to demonstrate our idea to you?” she asked with a mixture of hesitation and hope in her eyes.
“Well, alright I guess.” I replied and she quickly stood up and walked around behind my desk to join me.
“If… if you could just turn your chair towards me…” she asked.
I did so and she dropped to her knees and pushed my legs apart before shimmying forward and making quick work of my zipper and fished my dick out of my pants and dove down onto it.
I smiled as Sandy, the office bitch that had submitted dozens of HR complaints to me for every imaginary harassment and slight she could cook up, was sucking my dick like her life depended upon it.
I could only imagine her cadre of acolytes that had made the office nearly unbearable over the last two years were scattered around the office, dressed up to the nines in latex, eagerly awaiting to hear from Sandy that they could suck every dick in the office they wanted to. Which was, of course, every single one of them now.
The subliminal message software that I had installed on all the office computers three months ago had done it’s job better than I expected. I’d just wanted a little piece and quiet, but as the HR director, Sandy had made my job even more hellish than anyone else in the office.
The messages I’d started off with were just simple, “be more friendly”, “be less confrontational”, “be more agreeable”, kinds of tripe that I’d hoped would make things easier for everyone.
What I hadn’t expected was the sudden explosion of office romances that happened afterwards and my darker side had gotten the better of me. If such simple messages could produce such results, what could more direct ones do?
I flicked my mouse as Sandy continued to suck and my monitor came alive, the control panel for the software still up displaying the last message I’d installed three days ago; “blowjobs make everyone more productive”.
