Chapter 3 - Meeting the CFO
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The day goes well when you start it in such a good way. Most of the morning, I was sporting a semi under the table as I kept remembering details of that hot session in the restroom stall. How fucking build is that man? Who could it be? I am sure I must have seen him, but I just couldn't put my finger on it.
As the hours went on, I thought of what I will do to him in the evening. The idea of his sloppy hole filled with my cum between his ripped panties just wouldn't let me calm down.
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"Nick, they shut us down!" Morris sat on the chair next to me.
"What? Why?"
"Then haven't said. Paul just said it to me on the way back from meeting with the board."
"I hope you are joking! We've been at it since June! That's ridiculous!"
"You tell me! This is my baby." he looked devastated. It may be silly for some, but when you invest so much time and effort into something, you can't help but feel betrayed by something like this.
"We shouldn't give up so easily, Morris!"
"What can we do? Owen said that proposal had major flaws, and he just won't back it up..."
"Then we'll write a new one." I was furious. I've spent months on that thing!
"What major flaws he talked about?"
"Like he would tell me."
"Who else would he tell that?"
"I suppose Paul knows."
"Fuck Paul! He could have fought for this more but is a damn coward."
"Then what do you suggest? We can't just walk into Owen's office and demand he'd change his mind."
"No, but we can hear his points and discuss possible adjustments. I haven't given up yet. What worst can happen if we ask?"
"Ok..." I could see his color started returning, and there was slight hope in his eyes.
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"Damn... I never thought I would use this."
I picked up my phone.
"What?"
"Favor. Give me one second."
I called Julie. She used to be one of my female subs. It was a long time ago, and we were both surprised to find ourselves working for the same company when I got hired, but since we both knew we were professionals, we decided never to speak of our past relationship anymore. This should be considered unethical, but it's worth the try.
She answered after the first tone.
"Sir?"
"Hi, Julie."
"How can I help, sir?" her tone was sweet and calm, as many personal assistants have.
"I need to ask a favor. I need to have a meeting with Mr. Simmons."
"How important is this, sir?"
"You know I wouldn't ask if it wouldn't be crucial."
Julie understood immediately from what position I was asking this favor. Her voice got lower. "Can you now talk, sir?"
"I am here with my colleague Morris Donovan who would be joining the meeting if you could arrange that."
"Right, I understand. You do realize this is crossing our original agreement."
"I do."
She got quiet for a minute.
"In that case, I will trust your judgment, and I hope we can discuss it later personally, sir."
"Of course, we can." I will reward you handsomely, my beautiful slut! The good thing is we've known each other for years prior, and I hope she knows I am a trustworthy person. Even though I wasn't thrilled, I needed to resort to this.
"I could schedule one for three o'clock this afternoon or ten-thirty tomorrow."
"We will be there today at three."
"Done. Then I will see you soon. Have a good day, sir."
"You too, Julie. You have my thanks."
She remained silent, and I hung up.
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Morris was over the moon! He would start dancing if we weren't in the open office!
"You are a genius! What have you done to her?"
Lots of things before we accidentally ended up in the same company. But I suppose we will have one extra session after a long time. I had to smile.
"We should decide how we will approach this. We can't just come there with a single, please."
"Sure, let's get to it!"
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We spent the whole time up to two o'clock going through everything we could think of. Finally, shortly before three, I went to refresh myself, and we headed to the elevator.
