"I'm glad you're with us, Mr. Bennett," said Josie, the human resources director. "I know we should have gone over these benefits and such before you started work, but better late than never."
"I think you should call me Adam," said the middle manager. "I'm glad you found the time, Josie." Adam wondered about the broad-shouldered woman across the desk. He wasn't so egotistical that he assumed any woman who didn't want to fuck him was a lesbian, but Josie sort of looked like...no, he shouldn't even think that! Not politically correct.
"Here's the corporate employee handbook," said Josie, handing Adam a sheaf of papers. "Plus some internal memos that cover some benefits we've added here that do not come from the corporate office. I don't think we need to read them aloud together!" she laughed.
"Certainly not," said Adam, taking them and opening the handbook.
"You'll notice that although our benefits package is competitive with other companies, you don't receive all your benefits immediately," explained Josie. "They're earned and accrued. For example--you get two weeks' vacation in your first year of employment, but you earn the first day after three weeks, the second day after six weeks, and so on and so forth."
Adam paged through the book as she spoke. "I see..."
"Same with health care," continued Josie. "You'd better plan not to get sick in the first month! Your health coverage doesn't start until four weeks into your employment. One week earns how ever many months, and so on and so forth."
"And so on and so forth. I see," said Adam. "That's no problem. I'm a pretty healthy guy."
"Yes, well--that brings us to the next issue. Our company recognizes the need for--oh! Hello, Marta."
Adam spun around in his seat to see who Josie was addressing. He was thunderstruck by what lay before his eyes.
She stood about five foot four--although three or four of those inches came from her sky high heels--and had shoulder length chestnut hair. Her smile lit up the room. She was wearing a tight short skirt and a gauzy low-cut blouse...a blouse that showed off a beautiful creamy cleavage and a pair of soft inviting breasts that bounced and jiggled even when she was standing still. Adam's eyes widened. These were sizable boobs. Adam was a longtime tit-man and had experienced a wide variety of big breasts in his single life. But Marta's made his mouth water. She had a healthy, European kind of build. She clearly was not the type to starve herself to be skinny and then have a surgeon pump up her tits to make up for the loss. These were clearly natural...and about an F or G cup, as far as Adam could tell. He couldn't help but stare right at them. Her nipples hardened and became more prominent as he did. In the awkward silence, Marta giggled.
Josie stood. "Come in, Marta. I'd like you to meet somebody."
She stepped in, smiling at Adam. Josie closed the office door behind her.
"This is our new marketing manager, Adam Bennett," said Josie, pulling Marta's arm toward Adam. "Adam, this is Marta. She's one of our corporate sluts."
Corporate sluts? He must have heard wrong. Adam began rewinding the tape in his mind.
"She's one of our corporate nuts." Sticklers for company policy? Entertaining eccentrics?
Not likely.
"She's one of our corporate guts." Part of the real inner workings of the company? Workers with an unusual amount of intestinal fortitude?
