Corporate Revenge Pt 04

Author's Note: This story is a work of fiction and is based primarily on the fictional country of Nordland, a small island nation in the North Sea between the UK, Norway, and Denmark. All characters, events, and places described in this narrative are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

All comments and feedback are welcomed.

HF

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Wouldn't it be nice to be somewhere warm, like the Caribbean, thought Astrid? She sighed softly as she navigated her BWM X4 through the cold, bleak streets of Nordhaven towards the sleek, glass-and-steel headquarters of the North Sea Oil and Gas Corporation. Although she loved Nordland, especially in the summer, winters could be bitterly cold. The small island nation, located in the North Sea, was frequently buffeted by strong winds that blew down from the north Atlantic. I have no idea how the Vikings ever managed to navigate these seas, she thought to herself.

Another Monday morning in the office awaited her. She'd had an enjoyable weekend with Erik and Ingrid; it had been Erik's 42nd birthday several weeks earlier and they had finally managed to have a belated birthday party for him on the Saturday with a selected group of their family and friends coming over for dinner. When they had finally finished the dinner party and put Ingrid to bed, the pair had retired to their bedroom where Astrid gave Erik her own personal birthday present for him.

She had worn a fitted, knee-length emerald-green dress from Zimmerman for dinner and when Erik had closed the bedroom door, she had wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a long, passionate kiss. Breaking the kiss, she'd given him a naughty look as she gently pushed him backwards to sit on the edge of the bed, telling him to be quiet and just enjoy the experience.

Astrid had enjoyed the sight of surprise and appreciation on Erik's face as she seductively removed her dress to reveal the black lace La Perla lingerie that she was wearing underneath. As the dress slowly pooled to the floor around her Christian Louboutin heels, she stood there in just her bra, panties and garter belt that held up her sheer black Wolford stockings.

With her blonde hair styled in soft waves, cascading down her shoulders, and having opted for a natural makeup look with a hint of shimmer on her eyelids and a rosy-pink lipstick that highlighted her radiant complexion, Astrid had looked stunning in the dim light of the bedroom. Slowly kicking off her high heels, she'd temptingly removed her bra and panties before sinking to her knees in front of her husband.

The preliminaries were teasingly slow but when she eventually took his uncircumcised cock into her mouth, he'd let out a long, loud groan of pleasure. Fortunately, their daughter's bedroom was at the other end of the house as her mouth had elicited a series of similar groans from her husband over the next several minutes. Astrid had lovingly teased Erik's cock with her mouth till he was at the edge of his climax before they moved to the bed to continue. As she lay on the bed, she gave him a flirty smile and a come-hither look.

Not wanting to waste a moment, Erik had quickly divested himself of his clothing, joining her in the center of the bed, their arms and legs wrapping around each other. They had started in the missionary position with Erik on top, looking down at his beautiful wife. Although they had both wanted something more energetic, they knew that they needed to keep the noise down and so they had eventually rolled onto their sides, spooning each other as Erik had gently thrust into Astrid from behind while he kissed her neck and cupped her breasts. Astrid had enjoyed the languid lovemaking, especially as her own fingers had been busy rubbing her clit as her husband made love to her from behind.

Erik had climaxed first, the sensation of Astrid's snug pussy gripping his cock too much for him to hold out despite his best efforts. Fortunately, Astrid had been close behind him and as she felt the first splatter of his warm cum inside her pussy, she had rubbed her clit harder and faster, pushing herself over the edge a moment later with a soft cry. The pair had laid there for several minutes as he had softened inside her, enjoying the closeness of each other before reluctantly climbing off the bed to make their way to the bathroom to clean up.

Although it had been a loving and tender experience for Astrid, her mind still continued to think back to her experience on Friday afternoon with Marcus. Now that she had given in to her desires, she found herself torn between the man she loved and her new black lover. It was a strange dichotomy that continued to nag at the back of her mind over the remainder of the weekend.

As she parked her car in the underground garage of the building, Astrid couldn't help but wonder where this affair would lead. She had given in to her desires that had been unleashed by Richard, Ngoy, and Kwame over the past several months and now she had set herself on the path of sexual discovery and fulfilment with Marcus, the Horizon Energy executive working with the Corporation on a joint project in the North Sea. As much as she loved her husband, she couldn't resist the allure of the handsome and well-endowed black man.

Making her way to her office, she greeted the other members of the team on the way, doing her best to present a professional façade to them. Ok, it's game time, she thought to herself as she entered her office. She had to push the thoughts of Marcus from her mind, at least for the time being.

Astrid was hanging up her coat in her office when there was a knock at the door. It was Elin Bergqvist, her PA, ready to brief her on the day week ahead. Fortunately, she also held a steaming mug of Astrid's preferred strong coffee in hand.

"

God morgan

, Astrid," Elin greeted, placing the mug on the minimalist desk. "Ready to conquer another week?"

Astrid managed a wry smile. "One can only hope, Elin. Coffee's a lifesaver this morning. Thank you." She took a long sip, the bitter warmth chasing away the remnants of the winter chill that seemed to penetrate her bones. "Alright, let's see what this week holds."

Elin tapped her tablet screen, her eyes flicking over Astrid's diary. "Monday, the usual morning staff meeting. Then we have the finalization of the Johan Sverdrup field development plan. You need to sign off on that by Tuesday."

Astrid nodded, these were familiar tasks, the bedrock of her role as Vice President of Strategic Initiatives. Her focus was on the future - identifying untapped reserves, exploring new drilling technologies, ensuring NSOG remained a leader in the ever-volatile energy market. "Ok, I'll review it today and, if there are no changes, I'll endorse it."

"The rest of today looks pretty clear. Just a reminder, the Texans are arriving tomorrow afternoon for that joint investment meeting, and you have the drinks scheduled with them at 5pm."

"Ok, got it," Astrid replied. She was pretty sure she'd already mentioned that to Erik, hadn't she? "What's next?"

"Wednesday, the monthly board meeting in the morning," Elin continued, swiping the screen. Astrid sighed; she had submitted her pack for the meeting a week earlier, but she needed time to review it prior to the meeting. "And then there is the rescheduled Diversity and Inclusion Working Group meeting in the afternoon."

Astrid nodded, recalling that she had initially wanted to have this meeting before the board meeting, but her calendar had filled up. Thankfully, she could give a broad outline of their activities to the board with a promise of a follow up at the subsequent meeting. This wasn't something that typically occupied a significant portion of her schedule, but the board liked to be kept updated. The NSOG, while a global corporation, had a predominantly homogenous workforce, reflecting the demographics of Nordland itself. Diversity and Inclusion efforts had always been a simmering pot, bubbling away with well-meaning initiatives but never quite reaching a boiling point.

"They nominated you as the senior leader sponsor to take their ideas to the board," Elin explained. "Seems they finally want some traction with their recommendations," she said, holding out a report for Astrid. She sighed, they could have given her this before she submitted her board meeting pack -- oh well, she'll just have to talk to it instead.

Astrid skimmed the document Elin handed her, titled "NSOG Diversity and Inclusion Roadmap." One particular recommendation caught her eye: "Increased recruitment efforts from minority groups, focusing on the skilled migrant population in Nordland."

"Intriguing," she murmured. African migrants? It wasn't an area NSOG typically looked to for talent. Their recruitment efforts had always been laser-focused on Europe and North America, tapping into established universities and industry networks.

"It's certainly bold," Elin agreed. "But the report makes a compelling case. The African migrant population in Nordland is growing, and many have valuable skills and educational backgrounds perfectly suited to our industry."

Astrid considered this. As a leader within the Corporation and the industry, she prided herself on innovation, on spotting opportunities before her competitors. Perhaps diversity wasn't just a box to be ticked but a strategic advantage waiting to be unlocked. She pondered the recommendation for a moment, tapping her finger against her chin.

"But wouldn't integrating a whole new cultural dynamic create challenges?" she asked, voicing her concerns. "Communication barriers, for example?"

Elin nodded. "There will be hurdles, of course. Cultural differences, potential biases within the existing workforce. The report acknowledges that."

"And then there's the sheer inertia of the company culture," Astrid mused. "NSOG has been doing things a certain way for a long time. Disrupting that won't be easy," she said with a sigh. She'd been around the Corporation long enough to know that many good ideas were soon swallowed up by the corporate bureaucracy.

Elin tapped a few keys on her tablet. "The report proposes a phased approach. Start small, with targeted recruitment efforts, and build from there. It also emphasizes cultural competency training for both existing and new employees."

Astrid leaned back in her chair; her gaze drawn to the window where the city of Nordhaven sprawled out in a wintry haze. The potential benefits of a more diverse workforce were undeniable. Fresh perspectives, new ideas, a broader range of experiences to draw from -- all vital ingredients for innovation in a competitive market, such as the energy sector.

"Alright, Elin," she said finally, a spark of decision lighting up her eyes. "Give me some time to review their report before the meeting on Wednesday. I want to hear more about their plans. I'll just give the board a brief update in the morning."

A satisfied smile spread across Elin's face. "Consider it done, Astrid. Anything else on your radar?"

Astrid scanned the rest of the week's schedule: investor meetings, conference calls, a presentation on carbon capture technology. All familiar territory. She shook her head. "No...let me tackle this inbox and maybe there'll be some more issues to cover."

Elin nodded, leaving her boss to work through the never-ending series of emails that flooded her inbox. Despite the multitude of rules Astrid had set to try and syphon off the irrelevant ones that every corporation seemed to be inundated with these days, her inbox never seemed to empty. Sipping her coffee, she started the scan of the subjects. Most were low priority, and she identified the ones she needed to action first. Only fifty today...not bad, she thought to herself before remembering it was still just after 9 o'clock.

Just then Astrid heard the familiar voice of the CEO outside her office talking to one of the other senior executives, and she quickly sprang to her feet. She wanted to speak to Anna about the terms of the new agreement with the Brazilian government for the exploration of new fields in the Amazon basin. Grabbing her tablet, she hurried into the corridor to catch the CEO.

"Anna!" Astrid called out as she saw Anna about to turn a corridor. Anna turned to look at her protégé as she approached. She did her best to smile at Astrid, despite the conflicting thoughts that had filled her mind since Saturday and the incredible experience she had shared with Yuri in her living room.

"Anna, do you have a moment? I just wanted to quickly discuss the Brazil agreement..." Astrid said as she strode up. She noticed that Anna looked a bit more tired and haggard than usual. "Anna...are you ok? You're looking a bit under the weather..."

Anna shook her head. "I'm fine...just a few things on my mind...what did you want to discuss about the Brazil agreement?"

"Before we present it to the board on Wednesday, I just want to ensure that you're happy with those new provisions that were inserted in the funding arrangements?"

Anna sighed softly; she didn't need this first thing on a Monday, especially after such an incredible and emotional weekend. After Yuri, her new yoga instructor, had finished pounding her senseless on her bed on Saturday afternoon, she'd finally managed to stumble into the shower just moments before her daughter arrived home from the café where she worked part-time as a waitress. For the remainder of the weekend, she had been an emotional wreck -- not just because she'd cheated on her husband for the first time, and in their own marital bed nonetheless, but also because she and Yuri hadn't used any protection during their illicit and passionate encounter.

Fortunately, Oskar, her husband, was away for work and Elsa, her daughter, had gone out with friends on Saturday night and then worked again on Sunday, leaving Anna alone with her thoughts for most of the weekend. Despite the guilt that accompanied what had happened with Yuri, Anna couldn't deny it had been the most intense sexual experience of her life. The question that weighed heavily on her mind now was whether she would repeat it.

"I...I need to look over them again..." she replied. Astrid looked at her with a surprised look; usually Anna was all over these details. "Ok...um...do you want me to resend the agreement to you? I can highlight the changes..." Astrid said.

Anna nodded, almost wearily. "That would be good, thanks..."

"Are you sure you're ok, Anna?" Astrid asked again. Anna nodded; fortunately, she had been able to visit a pharmacy on Sunday morning after Elsa had left for work to purchase the morning-after pill so that had at least addressed any concerns about a potential pregnancy but the emotional toll on her had been significant. She needed time to think about whether she would call Yuri again.

Accepting Anna's response, Astrid headed back to her office to send the agreement to her. She'd always looked up to Anna; as the CEO she had led the Corporation through several challenging years and now the future looked promising. Anna had let it slip several times in conversation that she saw a much bigger role for Astrid in the future, potentially in the C-suite.

She'd just clicked send on her email to Anna when her phone beeped with an incoming message. Thinking it was Erik, she glanced down at the screen and was surprised to see it was from Marcus. Tapping the phone to open the message, Astrid's blue eyes widened in surprise as she read the contents.

Pausing for a moment, she pondered her next actions before quickly tapping out a response to Marcus and returning her attention to her work, a ball of excitement slowly growing in the pit of her stomach.

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The cold Nordic wind howled softly outside the window of Marcus's apartment, a reminder that winter held the city in its firm grip. It was just after 4 o'clock later on that Monday afternoon and ostensibly both Astrid and Marcus were supposed to be working. By some strange coincidence, their diaries both contained identical meeting reminders from 3.30pm onwards, blocking out the remainder of their days.

In fact, instead of a corporate meeting, Marcus and Astrid found themselves intimately entwined in the passionate embrace of lovemaking, the atmosphere in the living room of his apartment was thick with their illicit and taboo desire for each other. With Astrid on all fours on the floor and Marcus positioned behind her on his knees, their bodies, one black, one white, moved in perfect synchrony, driven by their primal urges for pleasure.

Scattered around them on the floor of the living room was their corporate attire, discarded moments after entering the apartment as they hurried to shed the layers to reveal their toned bodies. Astrid's sleek Max Mara camel hair coat with a vibrant emerald silk lining was lying discarded near the doorway to the living room along with one of her Christian Louboutin pumps, the other shoe having disappeared when she flung it from her foot. A bit further in was her tailored charcoal Hugo Boss power suit, the skirt lying crumpled next to one of the armchairs while the jacket was dumped in a pile with her white silk By Malene Birger blouse. The next items were Astrid's undergarments, her sheer nude Falke Pure Matt tights along with her ivory Calvin Klein Body Bralette and matching Hipster Bikini briefs. These items were lying on the floor closest to Astrid's body, the last items to be removed before Marcus entered her from behind.

Mixed in with Astrid's clothing was Marcus's attire -- similarly removed as quickly as possible by their hands. A crumpled, checked Brunello Cucinelli shirt lay near the sofa, next to the Armani suit jacket. Nearby, the matching suit trousers lay on top of his penny loafers. His expensive silk tie lay on the coffee table where he'd dropped it moments earlier, while his Mack Weldon boxer shorts lay near Astrid's underwear. Unlike Astrid, who'd removed her tights, Marcus still had his patterned black socks on his feet, his insatiable desire to fuck Astrid as soon as possible causing him to ignore them in the rush as the tore off each other's clothing.

"Oh, Marcus, yes...oh God, that feels so good...we...we shouldn't be doing this, but I can't help it..." Astrid whimpered, enjoying the feeling of his thick, black cock stretching open her slick pussy from behind. His strong hands gripped her pale white hips firmly as he thrust into her with determined vigor, focused on driving her wild with his ebony cock. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, punctuated by Astrid's soft moans of ecstasy. Her fingers dug into the plush carpet beneath her as she rocked back to meet his every movement, her toned, lithe body arching in pleasure with each powerful thrust.

"I know...but I can't help myself...I've been thinking about you all day..." Marcus groaned loudly as her body undulated beneath him. Her skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat as her blonde hair fell in waves around her head and down her back. He loved the sight of her pale, supple curves, and the way she quivered with every powerful thrust. He still couldn't believe he was fucking such a beautiful Nordic woman; a wife, a mother, a successful corporate executive -- it was a far cry from growing up in Atlanta and the few white girls he'd fucked back then.

As Marcus continued to thrust deeply into Astrid, he could feel her body respond to his movements. Her white pussy was hot and tight, and it gripped his black cock with a strength that was both surprising and incredibly satisfying. Each thrust was met with a tightening of her muscles, the walls of her pussy gripping him like a vice. It was as if her body was trying to pull him in deeper, to hold him close and never let go.