Lisa rubbed her feet together as she sat at her desk. Her eight inch heels had been killing her feet ever since she came into the office. Ally, the other office assistant wandered by and smiled.
"Hey Lisa," she greeted.
"Hi Ally. How was your date?" Lisa asked.
"Oh, you know, the usual. He was a nice guy, but he was... lacking, I guess is the best way of saying it, in bed," Ally replied.
Lisa laughed. Lisa had recently felt the same way. Her intense "meetings" with her boss, Mr. Brown, had made her crave men with bigger, longer, and thicker members. It seemed that the usual types of men she used to go out with were not up to her new standards.
There was no doubt in Lisa's mind that Ally was feeling the same way. In fact, considering Ally had been with the company several years before her, she must've craved something even more. Mr. Brown walked out of his office, his face looking somewhat grim.
"Morning Ally," he said as he strode past her.
"Morning Mr. Brown," Ally replied.
He hurriedly made his way out to another office. He quickly closed the door and Ally gave a concerned look at Lisa.
"What's wrong with him?" She asked.
"I don't know. I know he was here late last night. Something about increasing fees of some sort. I heard like... peak-a-boo? Or something like that in his conversations," Lisa replied.
"Peak-a-boo? Oh... oh fuck. PCAOB," Ally said, her eyes widening.
"PCA what? What's that?" Lisa asked.
"I don't remember what it stood for, but they're regulators for our external auditors," Ally answered.
"Oh, those guys in the suits that are crowding up the conference rooms?"
"Yeah. Cathy works with our internal auditors and anytime they mention the PCAOB, there are fire alarms all over the place. New rules, more costs, those external guys charge a ton apparently," Ally explained.
Mr. Brown walked out of the office and nodded at Ally. He paused in front of Lisa's desk.
"I need to meet with you real quick," he said.
Lisa nodded and quickly put on her heels. Mr. Brown headed into his office first. Lisa followed close behind carrying a notebook. She closed the door and sat on the seat in front of Mr. Brown's desk.
Her crotch grew warm as she sat in front of her boss. It seemed that every time she came in here, he asked for some kind of sexual favor.
"It looks like you're going to get your first assignment from me," Mr. Brown started.
"Assignment?"
"As you can see, I'm not in the best of moods. The fucking external auditors are riding us and that means the CFO is riding me to cut costs," Mr. Brown continued.
Lisa sat nervously as Mr. Brown crossed his legs and sighed. It was very rare for him to look grim. The CFO had been visiting his office extremely often lately.
"So... These external folks, we have no leverage with them?" Lisa asked.
"It's rare for us to have leverage. With the PCOAB on their ass, they're extremely difficult to work with." Mr. Brown answered.
"And we can't switch? They're basically contractors right?"
"I wish it was that simple. The amount of retraining new external auditors would be just as painful. The devil that you know," Mr. Brown said.
"So what would my assignment be?" Lisa asked.
"Well, the partners are these two brothers that I've known for a long time. Grew up in the same neighborhood. I have half a mind to call their mamas and tell them to lay the fuck off." Mr. Brown explained.
"Is... Is this one of those assignments? The executive assistant loan?"
"Precisely. I need you to give them a hell of a time. Make them want more."
"Can't you just get some hookers and blow or something?" Lisa asked.
"Hookers and blow? You have been watching too many movies. The money trail would be too risky. Add in that they're black and you know that they're being watched closely. No, we have to be discrete," Mr. Brown explained.
"Fair enough. When should this happen?"
"As soon as possible actually. The next audit committee meeting is in a couple weeks. The CFO wants lowered fees by then," Mr. Brown informed.
"And... Um... How many partners are we talking about?"
Mr. Brown smiled. There was a devious little glimmer in his eyes as he looked across the table at her.
"Three."
Lisa's heart pounded when she heard his answer. Three black men at the same time was not something she had ever thought of. Strangely enough, her body grew intensely hot, her crotch feeling as if it were on fire.
"Th- Three partners?" Lisa repeated.
"Two partners and one Vice President."
"All black?"
Mr. Brown laughed and nodded.
"It's funny how companies bunch up the Negroes isn't it?" Mr. Brown asked sarcastically.
"And it has to be at the same time?"
"That's your choice. I'd recommend it. One, it lets you finish up in one quick night. Two, it gives me an answer sooner." Mr. Brown said.
"Fuck me," Lisa whispered.
"That's the plan," Mr. Brown joked.
Lisa leaned back, crossed her legs and contemplated. She knew coming in that this would be one of her duties. She wondered if it was possible that she could negotiate her own pay.
"I can see the little gears in your head turning. What's in it for you, am I right?" Mr. Brown correctly guessed.
Lisa flinched in surprise. Mr. Brown smiled in return. He clasped his hands and looked straight into her eyes.
"I've been hiring assistants like you for a very long time. The very first assignment always turns into a negotiation. Well, let me rephrase that. The smart ones always try to negotiate a bonus," Mr. Brown continued.
"So what's the usual going rate?" Lisa inquired.
"Depends. I'll let you start the conversation."
"I want to work a commission. Give me... Fifteen percent of what you end up saving," Lisa said.
Mr. Brown tilted his head back and laughed.
"You're fucking kidding right?" he asked.
"I... Uh... Is that high? This is my first time trying this."
"Five. Five percent."
"Five? That's a little low. Twelve,"
