Here’s my corporate plastic. Buy yourself two outfits for you to wear to dinner both this evening and tomorrow.”
“Okay boss man!”
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Jennifer hit it off with Charlie’s secretary immediately. The woman’s name was Nancy and Jenn suspected that Nancy’s job interview had once gone something like hers. As the girls quickly discovered the problem with getting all of Charlie’s employees at a meeting so he could address them revolved around prior commitments to other meetings. They divided the list of employees in half and agreed to follow up with each other in three hours.
The first thing Jenn wanted to do was make sure everyone was feeling safe about her. She composed an e-mail to her dad.
Hi! Just a quick note to let you know everything’s okay. We were in the city yesterday and ate at Del Frisco’s. Didn’t meet any Yankees but did meet a sports agent, do they count? Everyone’s keeping me busy.
I suppose it’s time to say that youmight have been right. I might have been getting in over my head with that crowd at the beach.
Anyway, love,
Jennifer
She sent it from her Blackberry and then proceeded to start calling her list of employees of Taylor Made Realty. There were a few grumblings from some of them but virtually all of them allowed themselves to be coerced into canceling prior commitments and attending Charlie Taylor’s talk. When she called Nancy it turned out that she’d had identical results. Each had one holdout that claimed it was too late to change his plans.
Jennifer said to Nancy, “Give me your guy’s name. Maybe these two might need some face to face convincing.”
“The name I’m showing is Rawlings in room 782 and I’ll text you the cell number. It’s in my Storm downstairs but darlin’, I think you’re wasting your time with this hard nose.”
“It can’t hurt if I try. Did you say you had a Blackberry Storm? How do you like it?”
Nancy gushed. “I love it. It even makes little clicking sounds so you know you’ve hit the key hard enough.”
“I might upgrade mine. Anyway, I’ll start working on my guy and I’ll look for your text with Rawlings number.”
Jenn headed down the hall for the bank of elevators where she took one down to the fourth floor and knocked on the door. A man in his late 30’s answered.
She decided a new name was called for. “Hi, I’m Jennifer Tate and Mr. Taylor wanted me to see if there was anything I could do to convince you to change your plans and attend his meeting tomorrow afternoon. If I can convince you, then he’d have 100% participation.”
The guy looked frustrated but Jenn also noticed that his eyes hardly ever left her tits. That was a good start! “Look, what was it Jennifer? As I already told the other young woman who called earlier, Charlie’s talk was supposed to be this morning and I had it scheduled. My entire day tomorrow is pretty crowded.”
Jennifer moved invery close to him. “Look, I promised Mr. Taylor that everyone would be there.” She rubbed the lapels of his jacket. “Isn’t thereanything I can do to convince you to make thisone tiny little accommodation? I can be a pretty good convincer!”
Forty-five minutes later Jennifer ran her tongue across her teeth as she rode the elevator back to her room. She wanted to brush her teeth before heading for the seventh floor to take on Rawlings since it felt like they were still coated in cum.
The message light was blinking is the room. There was one message on the room phone from Charlie. She called him. “What’s up Boss?”
“How are you and Nancy making out?”
“We’ve got commitments from everyone but one remaining holdout. I’m on my way to the last person’s room to do a little arm-twisting as soon as I hang up the phone. Don’t worry Bossman, my goal is 100% participation.”
“Meet me in the cocktail lounge at around seven?”
“Great! The only thing which might slow me up is that last holdout but I’ll be there.”
“Then be away and go quickly.”
Jennifer knocked on the door to room 782. It was answered by a fairly attractive woman in her early forties. “Hello, I’m Jennifer Tate and I was looking for Mr. Rawlings.”
The woman smiled, “He’s dead, I think, at least I hope! I would have killed him myself if I’d had the balls!”
She sighed, “So I divorced him instead. Since he could therefore be of no possible interest to you, who are you really looking for?”
Jennifer’s head was reeling but she forged on. “I was looking for a Group Manager in the employ of Taylor Made Realty.”
The woman backed up and gestured for Jenn to come in. “Then, my dear, you’ve come to the right room.
Can I interest you in a glass of Merlot?”
Jennifer’s radar told her that turning down the wine would be a mistake. “Thank you. I’m sorry for assuming that the Rawlings I was looking for was a man. I should know better.”
The woman waved her hand in a dismissive gesture. “Don’t worry about it. I’m not going to go all feminist on you Jennifer, I’m Gloria.”
She handed Jenn the glass. “What’s up?”
Jenn took a sip. “I work for Charlie Taylor and I came here to talk you into changing your plans and coming to his presentation tomorrow.”
Gloria just smiled. “Actually I was looking forward to hearing Charlie pontificate…” She tilted her head and continued to stare at Jennifer. “Then he blew us all off. You wouldn’t happen to know why he did that, would you Jennifer?”
Jenn was absolutely sure that Gloria already knew the answer to her question. Jenn was operating on instinct now. “Yes I do, Gloria. His head was otherwise occupied between my legs eating my pussy.”
The silence was palpable. It went on for almost 20 seconds before Gloria started laughing. Jennifer tried to maintain her composure but lost it fairly soon and was soon laughing as hard as Gloria was.
“Okay, Honey, that’s about the best excuse for Old Charlie canceling out as I could imagine! I’m actually jealous. Okay I’ll be at his meeting tomorrow on one condition.”
It was Jennifer’s turn to tilt her head and smile.
Gloria laughed. “No, no, no! As much fun as that might be, what my condition is is that you tell me how Old Charlie convinced a hot little ingénue-type like you to climb into his bed.”
Jennifer shook her head. “It’s been my experience that most guys like to talk about their conquests. Why don’t you ask him?”
“That came out of a book, Jennifer. Guys only brag like that among their buddies. I’d have no shot getting that kind of information out of him. On the other hand, it’s been my experience that just about the only way to keep women from talking about sex is to muzzle them.”
The silence went on a little longer and then Jennifer spoke. “He paid me a thousand dollars.”
“I thought as much. May I hire you right now?”
“I’m still on Mr. Taylor’s payroll, actually. I do think, however, that it would be within the scope of my employment to thank you for attending tomorrow’s meeting.” She walked over and sat on the sofa next to Gloria. As the older woman was about to kiss her Jennifer felt compelled to say, “I thought I should let you know I’ve never done this before, you know, with a woman.”
Gloria said, “Oh goody, a virgin!” And then began to devour her. Jennifer’s clothes were tossed over the back of the sofa in no time and just as Gloria was about to go down on her she thought better of it and led her to the bed. As Jenn was helping Gloria undress she was counting; Ben, Mister 9AM, the twofer, Charlie, the blowjob, and Gloria made seven. She’d was having sex with herseventh stranger for money. She figured that somewhere in the last 36 hours she’d long since crossed the line and was now a professional prostitute.
By the time Jenn got to the cocktail lounge it was 7:45. Charlie already had a bit of a buzz. “Do you mind if I pay my check and we go straight to the table? If I have anything more to drink before food I won’t be any good to you later.”
She leaned in and kissed his cheek. “That’s fine. I’m sorry I’m late but I was still working on your meeting.”
He signaled the bartender and signed the bar check. In the dining room as he held her chair for her he asked, “And were your efforts successful?”
As she placed the napkin in her lap Jen proudly said, “I have commitments from 100% of your people to be there tomorrow.”
“That pleases me. Who was the last holdout who took extra convincing?”
“Gloria Rawlings.”
Charlie laughed. “Gloria, I’ll bet she took a lot of reallyspecial convincing!
How was that?”
Jennifer half closed her eyes and tilted her head back as she said, “Nice, she puts a lot of attention into seeing to her partner’s pleasure.” She shook her head. “Nice, but I still prefer men.”
Charlie reached into his pocket. “I’m pleased with the job the two of you did. I’ve already checked in with Nancy and she confirmed that you really did it right. You impressed her and most people don’t!”
“She seems really nice.” Jennifer paused before adding, “I also got the impression that she might have some experience with bedding the boss; at least she certainly acted like she knew I was!”
Charlie smiled, “She and I have had some fun times over the last couple of years but she’s engaged now and although her boyfriend has never come out and said anything specific, she thinks he might suspect there was something going on between us.
This time last year she would have accompanied me on this trip but these days we confine our games to a bed in the model home of a community we’re selling.” He pushed the envelope he had taken from his pocket toward her across the table.
“There’s an airline ticket in there for the noon flight out of Kennedy headed for Birmingham. When you get there a car will pick you up and take you to the office.
Nancy has some contracts you need to get signed.”
Jennifer asked, “Birmingham? I thought I was your New York toy.”
“You’re an employee and as such you work where I need you. You have a problem with flying?”
“No, Boss.”
“Good. After you’re done, fly right back. I can hardly wait to get my hands on that body of yours.”
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“I was thinking.” Nancy placed her hand on top of Jennifer’s in the back of the limo. “You and I need to get to know each other and Charlie really needs these contracts signed today…why don’t we tag-team this guy?
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