Tammy smiled as she walked into Chuck’s office, her tits on full display.
“You wanted to seem me?” she said in a chipper voice and Chuck nodded.
“Yep, I wanted to talk to you about the Anderson file.” Chuck said and she wiggled her ass over to the chair in front of his desk and took a seat.
“Oh, sure, what’s up?” she asked.
He pointed to her face, and her lips specifically, “Didn’t Anderson want dick sucking lips on you?” he asked.
She blushed and nodded, “Well, yes, but…”
Chuck shook his head from side to side, “Look, Tammy, I know you still are fighting it, but it’s time to get over yourself.” he said with a sigh.
She pouted a little and slumped her shoulders, “I’m sorry, I just…”
What she really wanted to do was run screaming from the office and never return, but Chuck’s control over her, and the rest of the office bimbo’s, was too strong.
The small temporary staffing business she’d started and grown to a profitable venture had slipped through her fingers slowly but surely after she’d met Chuck. Well, perhaps not as slowly as she tried to convince herself of, only a few weeks in reality.
He’d come in looking for work, or at least that’s what he’d claimed, and she’d taken his resume and done a quick interview with him. Before he’d left she’d given him a blowjob and agreed to hire him on as the new office manager.
She wasn’t sure how he’d done it, but she watched him do the same thing to each and every staff member she had. He’d let the ones that were too old or not beautiful enough go, hiring replacements that better matched his “requirements”.
He replaced the clients she’d had for years as well, taking on new ones that were little more than John’s.
Ok, honestly they were John’s.
The Anderson account was just her going over to David Anderson’s home and letting him have his way with her.
Chuck opened his desk draw and withdrew the company credit card and held it out towards her, “Here’s the company credit card, go to the salon down the street and get them done this afternoon. That way they’re ready for your weekly client meeting.”
Her fingers reached out and took the card as she stood up, “O… ok.” she replied then turned and walked out of the office.
“And don’t skimp on the cc’s.” Chuck called out to her.
A shiver ran down her spin as she hastily made her exit.
She knew that the lips won’t be the last thing that Anderson demanded she change, nor the last thing that she would change. She’d already gotten breast implants, changed her gym routine, and gotten her teeth whitened all at his request.
She fought each change at the time, but after getting them all she could do was feel the pleasure that they brought her.
Her lips would be no different, she’d be sucking his dick with them and she knew her body would be quivering with excitement.
As she walked out of the office there were ladders and men working on the signage. They’d already removed the “Watson Staffing Logistics” sign and were unwrapping the new one, she titled her head to read it and she frowned as she did,
“Tammy’s Niche Assistants”.
Chuck had renamed her life’s work to TNA… Tits’n Ass.
A sudden quiver came over her and a smile crossed her lips as a giggle escaped her. She reached up and slipped the company credit card between her tits, then wiggled her way down the street to the salon.
She was going to get the best cock sucking lips the company could afford! She’d be the employee of the month for sure!
She’d have the Anderson account eating out of the palm of her hand in no time… or at least eating out her pussy… both worked for her now.
