Leslie held it in her hands, feeling its heft and texture and said, "Yes, this seems about right, how much is it?"
"It is $49.50, but you must sign a form releasing me from fault if you are injured or die from using this device." the owner said, sliding the paper in front of her, "My insurance company will not allow me to sell these without your signature on this document."
Leslie read the legal document, signed it, and she paid for it along with a large bottle of lubricant. The two women went home, ate dinner, and split a bottle of wine. Sufficiently relaxed they undressed and started orally pleasing each other to prepare themselves for the 'main event'.
They started with their medium sized toys and worked up to the largest one they previously owned before today, and when Leslie said she was ready, Brenda lubed up the 'Jackson', and started working it into her lover. At first, Leslie was only able to take half of 'him'. And Brenda was able to take two thirds. By early the next morning, both ladies were able to accept every bit of the monstrosity with only slight discomfort.
Leslie went into work Tuesday morning and was not surprised to see Jackson slaving away at his desk at the rear of the office, since he had always been an overachiever. She was happy that Maintenance had already moved 'her' desk into the office, to the left of the door. Its placement created a buffer and made her the focus of anyone entering the office. She realized the significance of the furniture placement and how it gave her a position of 'power' by making her the focus of everyone entering the office. She also noticed that they had installed a second telephone on her desk, so she could answer and 'screen all of Jackson's incoming calls.
She had already retrieved the few things she kept in her desk downstairs, and placed them in a cardboard 'banker's box', so she placed it on 'her' desk. As she emptied the box and arranged her personal items, photos, a vase with plastic flowers, a desk protector with a large monthly paper calendar, and various pencils, pens, scissors, etc. He said nothing to her until she walked across the office to his desk, after putting her desk in order. She handed him a stack of papers and told him "Here is your tentative schedule for this week, Dr. Powell. As you asked, I have set up a staff meeting for next Tuesday at 10 AM. By the way, Brenda and I would like to invite you to dinner Saturday evening. It won't be anything special, just a small congratulatory get-together among friends."
He looked up from what appeared to be an organizational chart for the college with some names crossed out and their replacements penciled in above, and said, "Thank you Leslie, and please, just call me Jackson when we are alone in the office. I would be honored to join the two of you for dinner Saturday evening, what time will you be expecting me, and should I bring the wine?"
"Six will be perfect, and just bring yourself, we have everything else handled." she answered, and added, "If you are finished with the new organizational chart, would you like me to have some copies printed up?"
"No thank you Leslie, I still have some tweaking to do. I will give it to you first thing Monday morning." he said, and asked her, "By the way, how do you like the changes I had them do to the office?"
"I like it," she said, "It makes any person entering the office feel that you are the one in charge while not being aloof. I also like the way it places me as a buffer, and disarms any animosity the older staff might have to you being promoted over them." she answered.
"That was my intention, to make them understand that I am their superior, without being overbearing. I got the inspiration to rearrange the furniture after visiting the Chancellor's office yesterday. I always felt that this office was cold and foreboding when Dr. Palmer was ensconced here. It always seemed more like a throne room than a chief executive's office." He said.
She agreed with him and went back to her business, finishing her paper work and running errands. When she realized that they were the only two in the building, she went through all of the offices in the building, 'appropriating' items that would not be missed, to help to make her new boss's office look more 'intimate'.
She placed a potted plant from the steno pool by the window, and the framed Picasso print from his old office to cover up the space where Palmer's family portrait used to hang. She found a painted portrait of Dr. Willoughby in storage and hung it in the space that it occupied before Dr. Palmer had it replaced with his own portrait.
Jackson had stepped out while she was doing her 'redecorating', and when he returned, he scanned the room, smiling when he saw the portrait of his mentor, hanging on the wall behind his desk, and said, "I like what you've done with the place, now I understand what the old saying 'It takes a woman's touch' means. Where did you find the Old Man's portrait?"
"In storage," she answered, and continued "I loved Dr. Willoughby, and felt he disserved a place of honor in this building."
"It will help to keep me humble knowing he will always be looking over my shoulder." he said, and added, "We've done enough for today, let's go home," and the two left the building, going their separate ways.
They took the rest of the week getting used to their 'working' arrangement. She spent her time 'collecting' items to make her job easier, and Jackson spent the week talking to his 'subordinates'.
When she got home Friday night, she found that Brenda had been to Krogers and bought a prime rib roast, fresh green beans, potatoes, salad makings, and a couple bottles of a nice cabernet sauvignon. Leslie and Brenda had spent every evening that week practicing with the 'Monster' toy, taking breaks to let their vaginas heal, and finally going to bed Friday night in each other's arms with their double ended dildo buried in their vaginas. They spent Saturday continuing to 'prepare their vaginas for Jackson's 'Monster' and preparing dinner. At a quarter to six, they were dressed in their best cocktail dresses and the dinner was ready to be served.
Jackson spent Saturday morning and afternoon going over his notes and the list of the supporting references to the points he intended to make, he pondered one of his favorite quotes. Attributed to the Chinese General Sun Tsu, and used by Mario Puzo, "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer" seemed to ring truer to him than anything else he had ever read at this moment. He took his pen and wrote it across the top of the first page of the outline for his first 'Weekly Staff Meeting' on Tuesday morning.
After a while, he noticed that it was after five, so he put everything into his briefcase. He walked to his meager apartment, where he showered, dressed in his grey suit and tie, and left his temporary abode. On the way out of the door, he remembered his parking pass, and stuck it on the Mercedes before he left for his dinner, and while driving to the ladies' home, he stopped at a flower shop and bought a bouquet of fresh flowers in a vase.
When Leslie opened the door, what he saw nearly took his breath away. She was dressed to show off her curves, not hide them as she usually did. The 'little black dress' she was wearing was low cut enough to show off plenty of cleavage. Their height difference allowed him a great view of her ample double D's as she escorted him into the living room of their small ranch home in West Normal, and he thought to himself 'How on earth has she been able to hide those from me all these years?'
She took the flowers into the dining room as he admired hew amazing ass and shapely legs and thought 'Damn, she's the whole package, how did I miss that?' The aroma of the beef roast gave him a warm nostalgic feeling of Sunday dinners as a child. Before long, Leslie and her partner Brenda, a short haired blonde of s similar build, but taller than Leslie, started bringing dinner out of the kitchen, and placed everything on the dining room table.
The three sat down and enjoyed a sumptuous meal of fresh garden salad, prime rib, medium rare, green beans, mashed potatoes with gravy made from the roast, and the cabernet. When they were finished, Leslie poured Jackson another glass of the wine and told him, "Take off your jacket and tie and 'make yourself comfortable' in the living room while we clear the table and get ready to serve desert." Jackson retired to the couch and waited as he was told.
About fifteen minutes later, the kitchen door opened and the two ladies walked into the living room wearing only whipped cream covering their nipples and vulvas. Leslie walked up to him first and offered her new boss his 'treat'. He leaned forward and feasted on her decorated nipples, and when they were cleaned, she raised her leg and he finished his feasting on her vulva. As Brenda was offering her 'treats to him, Leslie was busy taking off his pants and shirt. As he was feasting on Brenda's vulva, Leslie managed to remove his shoes and his boxers, freeing his 'Monster', much to the delight of all concerned. Both ladies took turns stroking, licking, and sucking it until he pulled them off and started kissing his two hosts.
He was led into their bedroom and told to lie on their queen-sized bed. They crawled in next to him, one on either side. Leslie climbed on his face and Jackson started licking and fingering her while Brenda started rubbing her leaking pussy on his now rock hard 'Monster'.
