Mara worked as a marketing manager for a popular software company in Silicon Valley in the bay area of Northern California. As a graduate of nearby Stanford University, with a dual degree in Marketing and Engineering, she understood her product and job very well. In her younger days, she did whatever was necessary to learn her craft, from studying the markets, to learning her competition, to honing her own skills to best reach her objectives. Among those skills were her many feminine charms. She wasn't a slut, by any means, but knew that she was a woman, and a woman had certain God-given assets that could help them in their chosen endeavors.
Mara was of vague Hispanic and Eastern European decent: tall, long raven black hair, with brown skin and green eyes. She was about to turn 30 and was proud to have worked herself up through the ranks to become manager of their premier product line at such a young age. It had not all been easy for a pretty young woman to be taken seriously. Guys hit on her all the time, and clients were constantly trying to bargain with her for her body. However, from this, she learned what people want, and how to satisfy those wants to sell her product and maintain her own integrity. Sure, she had slept with some of her clients, and even some of her competition, but never to close a deal. That would not be ethical.
What she enjoyed most was giving guys, and gals, little teasing flashes during the course of her work. She quickly learned that a slightly shorter skirt, a loose-topped dress that would show some cleavage, especially when she'd bend over a conference table to point out a feature of her product, or putting her hair up for business meetings (which showed her lovely long neck), then letting it down when they went out for drinks or lunch, and the right makeup and clothes, all helped her obtain cooperation from clients as well as co-workers. The flashes always looked like an accident, never intentional. That way, she could maintain her professional stature while still getting the job done. And besides, it turned her on!
"Mike, come into my office, please." Stated Mara. "Sit down."
Mike was her right-hand-man, always there to bail her out and give her the info she needed. He was over 40, married, and had tons of experience in the software world, but not leadership abilities. He was a perfect fit in this job as primary support engineer.
"Do you have the timeline flowcharts for Hypercorp ready yet? I need them for the 11 o'clock meeting."
"They're almost ready. I've been swamped getting the Softsend and Vaporware presentations for tomorrow ready for you." Responded Mike.
"Oh, that's right. They are coming in tomorrow. Look, I know you have been working hard on them, and even working late," She responded. And, leaning forward in her chair, she bent forward, pressing one breast with her bicep to show it and the lace top of her bra as she extended her hand to touch his, "But, please, this meeting is in two hours. You can put off the other things until later. I'll get you help if you need it."
Mike noticed the pretty lace that barely covered half of her full brown breast. And the touch of her hand on his did it for him.
"Of course, I'll get it ready for you Mara. Don't I always?" Mike sighed, knowing that it would mean more overtime tonight.
"Yes, you do. Thank you. What would I do without you?"
She felt slightly bad for using this technique on Mike. But it worked on most guys and she really did have to have the flowcharts for the meeting.
The data was ready and the meeting commenced on time. It was in the main boardroom, with five members of Hypercorp and an equal number from her company, Cyberdot. (The founders had thought that was cute back in the dot com days of startup companies.) Mara led the presentation, showing the flowcharts and market projections that Hypercorp could expect from buying their product. She leaned over to pass out the copies directly to the CEO of Hypercorp, who was sitting nearest her. His eyes lingered briefly on her cleavage. Her hair was up for this one, and she wore a V-neck business suit with a skirt a few inches above her knees. She was all business, talking up a storm, selling the merits of her company and product. The presentation went well and after the question and answer session, they seemed to be close to reaching an agreement. Mara suggested they all go to lunch together and they could discuss any details that were left unanswered. They all agreed and left for a fancy restaurant nearby where Mara had closed deals before.
She rode with her main team member, Sean, a hot young hunk who had only worked there about six months. She sat up front as he drove his SUV so that they could discuss strategy. He noticed the lace edge at the top of her thigh high stockings as her skirt rode up, and pretty cleavage as she climbed up into her seat. She noticed him staring and smiled. On the way there, she let her hair down. There was more work to be done and this was part of the next step to closing the deal.
At the restaurant, She made sure to sit near the CEO and VP of Marketing of Hypercorp, two older gentlemen she could use her charms on. The deal was stalemating as lunch was completed. Mara stood between the CEO & VP to point out a couple of key features of her product, letting her hair fall over the CEO's arm. She pressed her breast innocently against his arm when she turned the pages in front of him. He squirmed under her touch. Turning to the VP, she pointed out some different items, giving him similar treatment, and touching his leg with hers. Her perfume and touches had the desired effect. The deal was signed before they left the restaurant.
There were hugs and congratulations all around for the Cyberdot team. Sean even got a big hug from Mara and special thanks for his work in sealing the deal.
"Thanks for all your work on this deal, Sean. It's a pleasure working with you." Said Mara when they were alone later.
"You're welcome. And I enjoy working with you too. But I know that YOU are the one who actually sealed the deal for us, and I admire the way you handled it." Said Sean.
"Well, I'm sure I have no idea what you mean. It was a good team effort." She replied, wondering how much he really knew about her techniques. "Hey, why don't we go out to dinner together tonight after work to celebrate. We need to discuss the presentations we're making tomorrow sometime also. We'll put it on the company's account since it's work related."
"Sure, I'm free tonight and we do need to be prepared for tomorrow. I'll see you after work then."
