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Walking into Vericon National Bank, Chip Evans scanned his badge thinking about how to present his new project to his senior Vice-President Mr. Harris. Mr. Harris was known to hate technology and was a stickler for keeping the status quo. Chip knew it was a win for the bank and that if his boss said no, it was more of a reason that he should be senior vice-president. The only issue he knew that was holding him back was that he was the youngest vice-president in the bank at twenty-seven.
Howard Evans never liked being called Howard or Howie by his parents and took on the nickname Chip given him by his friends. His father was a scholarship athlete in college and Howard was just as good. He was called a 'chip off the old block' when he was a varsity star his sophomore year in high school. Not to think athletics were the only thing in life, he knew that sports can only take you so far and keeping up his grades for college was more important.
Getting a scholarship to Syracuse was great, but Chip found out that his high school skills in football were not up to par with college level players. He was good, but just not good enough to start every game. The mediocre skills he knew he had didn't deter him from what he knew his purpose was and using college for what it was meant for became his life goal. Studying programming and finance seemed strange, but that strange combination got him a promotion and recognition in his bank.
Chip knew the problems of working in a big city and working at a national bank that had a system that didn't like to be rocked. The old time workers and senior vice-presidents loved to leave work early to get home to their suburban homes and fighting traffic was not what they wanted. Chip found himself staying late and also working extra hours during the week to make sure that on Friday he could either take off or work from home. The long nights wore on him, but having a three-day weekend made up for it.
He scanned his badge and walked up to his office to get his proposal ready. As vice-president in charge of the consumer division, he often found himself working with the advertising department on new products and how they should be possibly marketed. It was a big collaboration, but he enjoyed it as their senior vice-president loved his input and always took his recommendations. The hope was that when he did present his proposal that it would be another reason why he should be considered for a promotion to senior when it became available despite his age.
It was another long night and the research he wanted was taking too long to get and his hunger was getting the best of him. Nights like this meant going around the block to hit Burger King that was open late. Some food might be what he needed, and he had the time since the reports were not ready for him to see.
As he walked past the front security desk, he saw the new guard. She looked young with her black straight hair that almost touched her shoulders. She was black but had a lighter caramel tone to her. She was behind the desk close to Andrea who he did know was the night shift manager. She was a bitch that had a very wide ass that went with her ugly face. She was known to treat everyone like shit no matter who they were and then complained about why she was forced to work the night shift.
Chip only had a problem with Andrea once when he forgot his badge at his office and then made phone calls to let him in, even after she saw him leave and not to mention he always worked late. The last three people that worked with her at night quit within a week and Chip knew this young girl would be the next victim.
Walking back in, he saw the girl by herself and when he approached, he got a better look at her. She had a sleek, pretty face with a few freckles and her tight uniform showed her athletic figure with a small chest but not too small. She looked like a petite young guard that was a new hire as she sat at the chair when he approached.
"Don't let her make you quit," he offered to her as he was at the desk scanning his badge.
"She's real pissy with me," she said in a soft tone but sounding real pissed off.
Chip looked to see her last name was Reynolds and then decided to help her out. "Look, the last person they had would always walk around when she was at the desk signing people in."
She then gave a scared look at him. "Sign people in? She never said to do that. I just thought that people scanned their badge."
It was then he knew that if Andrea the bitch found out, it would probably be her getting fired. Feeling generous, he decided to intervene and help this young pretty security guard. She had to be in her early twenties, and she seemed too innocent to be fired within her first few hours of employment.
He looked around and then looked at her. He knew the routine from working late and helping her was easy too. He then grabbed the pen and the sign-in sheet. "Everyone that leaves or enters at night also gets recorded. This is just for security though and it's kind of like an event log thing they do."
He then signed his name in two spots for both leaving and coming in. He also knew a few other co-workers left and then scribbled down their names and assumed times. "Here, she will never know."
Her smile got big and brightened his night as she seemed so happy that he saved her. "Thank you so much. Shit, I could have been fired if she saw that."
Chip then nodded his head and was off to eat and do his research. During the entire elevator ride up, he thought about her pretty smile and cute body, even though he didn't see all of it since she was behind a desk. Working late got boring and doing something nice was good for karma; he knew he needed as much good karma as possible for his presentation.
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The next day was exhausting but it was worth it. The presentation was done, and all of the charts and figures were spot on. The only thing he needed to do was sell it to advertising before he gave the pitch to his own senior vice-president for final approval. It was jumping through hoops, but he knew the routine from the last time he pitched a proposal.
When he walked into the boardroom, he saw all the men in suits waiting to hear his idea. Across the room was Judee and he knew it was her vote that mattered the most. She was young compared to the other senior vice-presidents and she had a reputation for being a bossy bitch when it came to business.
For all the faults people had with her demeanor, Judee was very attractive. Chip knew that she could be flirtatious sometimes but having her being good looking felt more like a compliment he thought. With natural curls coming down to almost her shoulders, her face gleamed with perfection that needed almost no makeup too, her milk chocolate completion and nice body was what men wanted and feared as she had a larger ass that men wanted and a disposition that could kill a man too. Her ass was almost an apple shape that wasn't obnoxious but could still stand out as an ass lover's dream too.
He always had a good repoire with her on emails and knew that selling her would be not as hard as his own senior vice-president. Judee was good with new ideas and not like the older executives that closed themselves off to new innovative ideas.
Before the meeting started, she walked over to him. Her face was showing a glow like she was already happy before he got in the room. "You're looking very handsome today Mr. Evans. When you are done selling me, and I think I am going to buy too, I would love to see you in my office for a quick conference too."
Chip never knew her to be so outright with her flirting to him in front of people, but his nerves decided to just brush it off. "Ohh, okay."
She gave a devious smile back. "Good, now sell me and I will buy it all up."
