Once again, I offer a huge debt of gratitude to my contributor/editor/friend who prefers anonymity. She's both brilliant and the only person I know with a dirtier mind than me. Now to our story:
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Dr. Bradley Gentry laid back against his pillow, anxiously waiting to see his fiancé Danielle Kim get dressed for work. As a pharmaceutical sales rep with a sizable territory, she often got up earlier than he did, unless it was one of his surgery days.
Today's sales reps were not what they once were a few decades ago -- a herd of hot 20-year-old babes. Yet, Dani easily matched that description.
The older doctors talk about that time as a golden age of excess. Not just the hot girls, but the swag and the trips. It certainly sounded glorious to Brad.
It's not like he had done badly with the chicks. He was young, well built and handsome. He was a successful young doctor with a super hot fiancé. Life was good for Dr. Brad.
Still, some of the old docs bragged constantly about all the hot young pussy that came their way during those years whether they were married or not. It was probably mostly bullshit, but Brad loved the stories anyway.
All they had to do in that time was write a few prescriptions that they were going to write anyway. The only thing that mattered was whether the Viagra rep was hotter than the Cialis rep. It was a good time to be a urologist, apparently.
There was something very sexy about watching a beautiful woman get dressed, Brad thought. The decisions she makes are about pleasing someone. Herself, of course. Her man. Her boss. In Dani's case, her clients, which meant all the doctors she tried to influence everyday.
Some of those guys were the same pervy old docs who bragged about nailing hot pharma reps -- just like Dani. Brad could feel his cock getting thicker and heavier just thinking about those dudes hitting on his girl. Fuck.
Brad's interminable wait was over and Dani strutted from the bathroom. Her long black hair was still wet, her curvy 5'7" Asian body was flawless. Her rich dark tan was unmarked by bikini lines.
His 27-year-old fiancé reached into her dresser and pulled out some white French-cut panties and a bra to match. She laid them on the bed and flashed a look of feigned disgust at her man.
"You love this don't you, my little voyeur?" she said with the hint of wry little smile. She liked being admired.
"Look at you, baby. You're not hard to look at." She was indeed, a babe -- slim and stacked as the saying goes. She certainly had larger breasts and wider hips than most Korean women he had met. Possibly because her maternal grandfather was an Italian-American who brought her grandmother to the U.S.
Dani was smart and capable, as well as being gorgeous. She was one of her pharma company's up-and-coming sales people and was currently angling to get a larger and more prosperous territory.
Brad watched enthralled as she slipped the panties over her shaved pussy mound, pulled the bra up to encase her bountiful 32F breasts and slipped her arms through the straps.
"Will Dr. Jack think so, too?" she asked. "I need him to get behind this new product." There was a big new ED med coming, and Brad was in the process of being brought on board by her company to be a consultant for it. It was good money that he wanted.
Urology was one of the highest earning medical specialities, and after three years in private practice with Dr. Jack Armstrong, Brad had paid off his ridiculously exorbitant student loans. He was now ready to start earning those big bucks.
"Do you want him to think you're hot?"
"I want everyone to think I'm hot," Dani said plainly and guilefully, "But looking good to the people I'm presenting to is part of the job, you know that babe."
He watched closely as Dani buttoned up her white blouse and slipped a tight charcoal gray pencil skirt over that glorious ass. Finally, she slipped on the matching gray blazer and was ready to go. How did she make perfectly respectable business dress look so fucking hot?
"Ok, just don't get caught up with a patient and forget our meeting with Dr. Jack this afternoon."
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Dani smiled to herself as she stood at the front of the desk looking back and forth from Brad to Dr. Jack Armstrong in their little shared corner office. Why was it that the best doctors had the smallest offices?
She fought the tiny amount of nerves that still got to her at the start of any new product roll-out. She knew how silly that was considering she'd been at Onyx Pharmaceutical for five years now. By all accounts, Dani was one of the most successful sales reps they had despite her youth.
But still, this rollout was going to be particularly important. So many research and development dollars had been invested in the "new Viagra" followed by years of testing and government approvals. The whole weight of the company was behind it. Careers and fortunes would be made, or lost, according to its success
She still remembered the words of Monica, her regional manager. "You do not want to screw this one up, people," the older blonde woman had said to a sea of faces in their massive sales briefing room. "Poor performance on this one will be noticed regardless of what you've done in the past. This is our top priority."
But Dani didn't worry too much about the admonishment. She knew she wouldn't be a poor performer. Even with the dogshit sales route she now had, she'd risen to be one of the top five Onyx sales reps in the region for each of the last two years. What she wanted was one of the powerhouse sales routes that could double her total compensation. She wanted to "run with the big dogs" as Monica had promised her.
It was what Monica had said next that got the attention of the throng of sales reps. "And for the sales team member who signs up the most doctors to write for R-Dor in the first six months, well ladies and gentlemen, for that one the bosses upstairs have outdone themselves. If you are the top in the region, you'll find yourself with double the highest bonus we've ever offered." A cheer went up, but Dani didn't contribute her voice to it.
It wasn't that Dani took the big bonus opportunity for granted. She liked money for sure and knew she'd work her ass off to nail that motherfucker. It was the other big prize she wanted. In a private meeting before the briefing, Monica made her a promise.
"Fred is retiring and his route will be open at the end of the year. I know you want it, and I want to give it to you," her sales manager said. "All you have to do is get your fiancé's partner on board. Do that, and all the other dominos will fall -- urologists, family practice, internal medicine and all the rest."
Dani met her fiancé, Brad, two years ago. He was a promising young doctor in the most well known urology practice in the state. It may have been a small practice, but it was one of the most prestigious in the country because of one man, Dr. Jack. That's how everyone knew him. Nobody called him Dr. Armstrong. He was that kind of guy. Nice. Kind. Good. Down to earth. A paragon. Brad called him Gentleman Jack.
Dani knew how lucky Brad was to have fallen into Dr. Jack's gentle hands, and be selected by the big man himself as his successor, whenever that might take place. At 69, Dr. Jack was going strong and had no plans to retire.
Dr. Jack was also one of the "key opinion leaders" the company wanted to influence.
They identified the KOLs for every drug launch based on the target audience. These influential doctors are engaged by the pharma industry to advise on marketing and help boost sales of new medicines.
As a past president of the American Urology Association, Jack had great influence in the medical community. He was also the Chief of Urology for the biggest medical group in the state and sat on the advisory board for the state's two most prominent medical schools. He was a big damn fish, and Dani had to land him.
So that's why she was here. Brad she didn't worry about. Even if she didn't feel like she had her fiance wrapped around her finger, which she did, she knew that his personal investment in Onyx would get him on board. The company was even hinting to him about the possibility of joining their board of directors at some future date, a huge leap for a 32-year-old doctor.
No, it was Dr. Jack she needed to impress. That was make or break. She knew that if the old man came on board with the trial through her that it wouldn't just mean him. She knew Dr. Jack was hugely influential across the state. He knew every urologist, hell, every doctor. If she could get his sign-on, that route was as good as hers.
But she also knew Dr. Jack was not going to be just knocked over by the "new Viagra." Dr. Jack was rich. Not just from his medical practice, but she knew he'd invested well throughout the years. He'd gotten in the market early on the big brands in tech and medical tech, and was more than set for life. No, Dr. Jack needed winning over in a different way.
So that was why she was here in her sluttiest heels and her favorite little pencil skirt. The combo made the toned and tanned legs on her tall frame look even longer and her round, firm ass look even better, if such a thing were possible. It was why she was wearing the push up bra that made her massive tits look even bigger underneath the tight white blouse with the top button undone, displaying a veritable chasm of smooth, tan cleavage.
Dani had worn this outfit to the clinic before. She knew it got results. She knew that for all Dr. Jack's niceness and old southern charm, he still looked at her the way all straight men did. And there was no stone Dani was going to leave unturned today.
"So...what's all this about sweetheart?" Dr. Jack asked. Dani saw that he was, indeed, looking at her boobs. She smiled to herself. Works every time even with the hardest nuts to crack.
"Dr. Jack," Dani said with a sweet smile before turning to her fiancé, "Baby ..."
"Dr. Gentry," Bradley said with a bit of a pout, "Please, Dani. At least here in the office." But Dani ignored him.
