Shannon was excited to be called into her boss's office for a strategic planning session. It was a right she earned; she had busted her ass at the largest bank in the city to get the coveted title of Senior Lending Manager at the age of 30.
Before entering his office, she made a quick stop in the restroom to straighten her suit and tidy her appearance. She also took a moment to adjust the
secret
she hid underneath her blouse.
Satisfied with her appearance, she left the bathroom and brisked past her boss's attractive young secretary, Penny, with a quick wave.
When the Chief Lending Officer's door closed, Sean Williams stood and made his way around the massive desk to brush his lips against Shannon's, pushing his strong fingers through her hair and giving it a firm tug in greeting. She felt a thrill shiver down her spine.
Their relationship was not romantic in any way, nor was it the reason for her success; it began months after she had accepted her new position. This was purely about sex. She had finally found a man who truly understood and appreciated her submissive needs.
"You look amazing," Williams murmured, releasing her and sitting behind his desk once more, leaning back in his chair.
Shannon sat upright in front of the desk. "Thank you, sir."
"I called you in here because we have important matters to discuss. This comes directly from the top."
She smiled, loving a good challenge. "What do the execs have in mind?"
"I'm not going to beat around the bush. Profits are down. Competition is always one step ahead of us these days and our shareholders are putting on some heavy pressure. If we don't make some drastic changes, we'll be fucked. "
Shannon's eyes turned sharp -- she rarely heard her boss curse. He was normally very controlled. She was also surprised at the apparent state of the company; as far as she knew, they were doing fine.
"That's a blunt way of putting it."
Williams arched an eyebrow. "These are blunt times. We could be looking at big layoffs in the next fiscal year if this trend continues."
Those words made Shannon's heart skip a beat. Her job was secure, of that she had no doubt. The thought of having to fire any of her employees, however, had rattled her nerves. She loved her team and took pride in the individuals she had personally hired and coached to success.
"Oh god," she moaned.
"Don't worry too much yet, we may have a plan to drive up profits. The execs agree that it's a solid idea. The question is, will you?"
This gave Shannon pause. She knew Williams was a direct man; this coyness was unusual for him. Something was up.
"I'll do anything for this company," she finally replied. "What's going on? What tricks do you have up your sleeve?"
"We've decided on a more aggressive lending unit to increase our profit margin. We also think more motivation may be necessary."
Shannon nodded. "Increasing annual bonuses always seems to work."
"Monetary bonuses may be insufficient for the level of motivation we need."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Come here. Let me show you something."
Together they stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window which offered a breathtaking view of the downtown skyline. He pointed to a building several blocks down the street.
"You see that building?" he asked. "That's our primary competitor. They're stealing our customers. Do you know how?"
It pained Shannon to answer. "Better customer service? Better rates?"
"Motivated employees," he said. "Those employees get more than just bonuses at the end of the year. They get what every man desires."
Shannon knew that look all too well but couldn't imagine how it related to their discussion.
"How does that work, exactly?" she asked.
"Our intel suggests it was an idea started by a female executive to motivate her subordinates. Whoever has the highest quarterly numbers gets to fuck her. And you know what? It works. Morale and productivity have skyrocketed."
Her eyes widened. "Why on earth would any successful woman allow that?"
"Because she understands what men want. Any guy with a few bucks can get laid in this city, but the real prize is fucking a woman with power. That's every man's dream: fucking their hot, female boss."
Shannon gulped, knowing where this was headed. "You can't be serious with this. Me?! Are you kidding?"
"You've said yourself that employees often lag behind if they're not being pushed. Face it, Shannon, not everyone works as hard as you."
"That can be fixed," she said fiercely, slightly raising her tone because she knew he was right. "With the right coaching and incentives, we can outdo the competition."
He shook his head. "The plan has already been approved."
"Asshole," she muttered under her breath.
Williams knew exactly how to handle Shannon in her
feisty little bitch
mode. Sure, she was a dominant woman in the workplace, but when he began to unbutton her blouse, that attitude shifted.
True to her innate nature, she kept her hands down while he disrobed her. Williams became excited seeing that her breasts were bound by a thick, pink ribbon like the good girl that she was.
Shannon was blessed with an exceptional pair of tits. They were perky and firm, round and slightly upturned with coral-pink nipples. They were also extraordinarily sensitive and her primary erogenous zone. She could orgasm if her breasts were massaged the right way.
"Your nipples are stiff," he noted.
"Of course they are. You're touching me. And this is for
you
, not anyone in the fucking loan department."
Williams moved behind her and rubbed her shoulders. "You'll be doing us a tremendous service, Shannon. Who knows; if this turns out well, a big promotion may be in your future."
"I'm
not
a whore."
"I would never associate with a whore. You are a beautiful, desirable woman who inspires others. All I'm asking is that you recognize your abilities. Do you recall telling me you fantasized about being controlled by one of your employees?"
"The keyword is
