“Good afternoon Dahlia, please take a seat.” I said as the squeak of the latex filled the room as she walked over to the transparent chair and sat down, a slight smile on her lips.
“So, how have you been adjusting?” I continued and her smile grew wider.
“Oh, very well!” she replied enthusiastically.
“That’s very good to hear Dahlia. Some people… well, they have problems adjusting to changes, but you seem to be taking it stride.”
A slight frown crossed Dahlia face but disappeared as quickly as it came, “Well, I just figure that change is inevitable so I might as well go along with it.”
I raised an eyebrow, “So you don’t miss being CEO then?”
The frown flashed across her face for just a moment again, “No… I mean, well, yes, but… but change…” she replied before pausing for a moment and her face turning into an expression of deep thought.
Then the smile returned, “Oh! But Roger is so much better at being CEO than I was! He’s really turned this place around.”
“True, but why is Roger a better CEO than you were?”
Her whole body shivered for a moment, the smile never leaving her lips, then she replied in a confident voice, “Because men are better leaders than women. Men lead, women follow. It’s just the natural order of things.”
I nodded in agreement, “And how are you finding your new position as his secretary?”
She took a gasp and shuttered once more, “I love it! He gives me instructions each morning and I never have to think about anything else.”
My eyebrow raised again, “Nothing?” I asked.
“Well… I…” she hesitated to respond and tensed up.
“You can be completely open Dahlia, I’m the HR director after all. Anything you say here is completely confidential.”
Her shoulders visibly slackened and she nodded, “Of course… yes. Well, it’s just… once in a while, I kind of daydream a little bit.”
“That’s not a bad thing. Everyone needs a little escape once in a while.”
She blushed but continued, “It’s not, I mean, it’s what I daydream of…”
“And what’s that?”
Her blush deepened but she finally spoke again, “Sucking Roger’s cock.” she almost whispered.
“And what would that be so wrong?”
“Yes.. I mean no… I mean… I don’t know…” she replied flustered.
“Oh come on now Dahlia, you know Roger is a strong leader and a powerful man. Is it all that surprising that you daydream of getting down on your knees, prostrating yourself in front of him, and begging him to suck his dick?”
“I… I guess not.” she replied.
“Of course not. In fact it would be unnatural for you not to do so. It’s the most natural thing in the world for a woman to want to suck off a man like Roger. I bet half the women in the office are daydreaming about it right now.”
“You… you think so?”
“Of course. In fact I bet a few of them are already trying to figure out how to make their daydream become a reality.” I replied with a offhanded wave.
“No! They can’t! He’s mine!” she cried out, almost jumping out of the chair, before she realized what she’d said and quickly sat back down.
“I mean… He’s my boss.” she said, trying to cover up her outburst.
“Well that only makes it more likely don’t you think? You know, if you wanted to bet the others to the punch, I might be able to help you with that.”
“You can? I mean, if it didn’t break any rules I’d appreciate it…”
“Oh I think we’re in the clear, after all, everything is confidential in this meeting.” I replied and then stood up and walked around to the front of my desk.
Then I undid my belt, unzipped my fly, and dropped my pants and underwear to the floor.
Dahlia’s eyes lit up and she gasped once more, before sliding off the chair and onto her knees like it was the most natural thing in the world.
She shuffled her way over to me, then leaned back on her legs, clasped her hands behind her back, and titled her head up to look me in the eyes.
“Please Sir, I know I’m not worthy to suck such a magnificent cock as yours, but if you allow me to I promise to swallow every drop of cum you give me.”
I nodded and she leaned forward and only using her lips, took my semi-erect member into her mouth and started to give me the blowjob I’d been waiting so long for.
Dahlia looked at the presentation and scoffed, “What do you take me for, an idiot?” she shot back at Roger, the head of R&D, and Steven, the head of HR.
“Come on Dahlia, you know we have a moral problem, we’re losing researchers at an alarming rate to our competitors, and this could help.” Roger almost begged her.
“He’s right, I’m swamped in exit interviews and they all say the same thing, low company moral.” Steven added.
“Look, subliminal messages don’t work, not matter how you dress up the presentation to avoid using the actual word. Now unless you have another suggestion to help with the problem… get back to work.”
Roger paused for a moment as he considered the scowl on Dahlia’s face, “Well… I do have compromise that you might consider?”
Dahlia let out a heavy sigh, touched her forehead, but waved him to continue.
“Well, I’d like to suggest a little wager. Since you don’t think it will work, I’ll install the software on your phone and computer and setup a basic change, ‘Roger was right about the program’. Then, after two weeks, if it works, you’ll approve the rollout to the rest of the company.”
She sighed again and stared right into Roger’s eyes, “And why would I waste my time on this? What happens if it doesn’t work?”
Roger cleared his throat a little nervously but continued, “If it doesn’t… you’ll have my resignation on your desk.”
Dahlia face lit up and a giant smile crossed her lips, “Done!” she almost shouted.
She’d been desperately trying to find a reason to fire Roger for years, but he was too well respected to just fire. Now he was giving her the perfect way out and all she had to do was… nothing. Just let him fail with his stupid software and she’d be rid of him
What could go wrong?
