Chap 2 --- Go Big
Or Get out of Town
My thanks to HighLuster who agreed to edit my ramblings and construct a story written and punctuated in English! This has been a new experience for me and I can see the positive impact from his efforts. It is amazing what a trained eye can spot and what a trained editor can then correct. He has been able to spot my errors in both grammar, consistency, and calls out any technical BS that slips in. He has made the story better than it would have been otherwise.
With that said, this is another Tom and Tonya story and once again, this is a completely different Tom and Tonya from last time. I just like the names!
This is a long story and the resolution comes at the end, so if you we ever get that far you should read to the end, saving most of your comments for then.
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Previously in Chapter 1
"That was some of the best sex that Tom and I ever had," she thought. "Was it just the fact that I was keyed up all day from the big cock talk?" She knew the afternoon masturbation session had a lot to do with her passion. It made her hot for the real thing. "Certainly, a big cock couldn't make it any better. Could it?" she wondered. She thought back to the feeling of fullness the dildo gave her as she pumped it into her snatch. "If Tom's seven inches felt that good how much better would twelve inches feel?" she thought and then dismissed the though immediately as being unhelpful. She turned her attention to washing Tom's body.
Chapter 2
Tonya was at work the following Tuesday. She'd just finished her weekly report to senior management and was walking back to her office. Al followed her out.
He greeted her. "Hi Tonya. Nice work as always. Do you have a minute, I have a favor to ask?"
"Of course I do. Let's head over the cafeteria and you can buy me a coffee to butter me up!" Tonya smiled playfully.
When they were seated Al began, "We're working on finalizing the list of employees that we want to send to the International Finance Law Seminar coming up next month. Most of the usual characters will be going. You're on the list of course. There are two things I'm looking to you for help with."
"What do you need?"
"Well, we have the seminar roster largely completed. We have four seats left and we want to use them for some of our new analysts. It might be a bit advanced for some of them, but both Art Wilson and I think it would be a cost-effective way to introduce our latest people to their colleagues from other branches."
Al took a sip of coffee and continued, "Tonya, you've been a great manager for some time. So now I want to offer you a stretch opportunity."
"Wow Al, I'm humbled," Tonya said. "I just try to do my best."
"You do, Tonya, and it is noticed," Al replied. "Here's what I need. Please pick the last four attendees for me from this list of candidates. Give Mary a call and she'll get the personnel files to you if you need them. That's the easy part. The harder part is a growth opportunity for you. I want you to be our group's leader at the seminar."
Tonya's face lit up at the suggestion. If she pulled it off it would be another stepping-stone on her career path.
"I know I'm asking a lot," Al went on. "And I do know that we usually ask a senior manager to head up our delegation at global conferences. However, I have two reasons for asking you to act in my stead. First, crypto is taking off and I need to be here giving it my full attention. The second reason for the request is personal. My oldest is on a traveling soccer team. The divisional playoffs are scheduled for the same week that the seminar is. We think the team will go the distance, so, of course I want to be at the game."
"Some folks thought about drafting Bill from Arbitrage, but Art didn't like that idea. But when I mentioned your name, he came on board right away."
"I hardly know what to say. I'm just so overwhelmed by your confidence."
"It's well-placed Tonya. You're on the fast track to a senior position so this seemed like a natural thing to do. You'll be acting for me and will therefore have all the authority that a senior manager has. I even talked Art into giving you a bump in your pay. Think of it as a small bonus, to go along with the added responsibility. So, I guess you're in. Can I count on you to represent our delegation and our division?"
"Absolutely! I'm so pleased that you believe in me. Thank you so much for your trust; I won't let you or Art down. I couldn't ask for a better friend." Tonya was gushing.
Tonya called Mary and asked for the personnel files she needed. When Mary dropped them off, Tonya thanked her, then began the review. The list of candidates had 10 names on it. She had to pick four of them to complete the team. She scanned the list and there in the group of names and near the bottom was a name she recognized--Peter Warren.
Tonya felt butterflies in her stomach. Why did she suddenly feel so anxious? She hadn't even met Peter Warren; he was just a name from a conversation. "If he's qualified, I'll pick him," Tonya thought. "If not, then someone else more qualified gets the seat."
It had been more than a week since Tonya had heard about Peter and his spectacular attributes from Susan. Her toy, also called Peter, was still hidden away untouched since the one time she used it. The sex with Tom had been intense since the day she'd been with her plastic Peter, so Tonya thought she had successfully managed to exorcize her curiosity.
But now, after seeing that name printed on the sheet, Tonya's curiosity came sneaking back. She knew she just needed to be professional and objective. Despite her efforts to be objective, to banish the destructive thoughts from her mind she once again had thoughts of what a truly big cock would feel like in her pussy.
Tonya shook her head to clear the invading thoughts and got back to work. She set the list aside for the moment and would work it later when her head was clear. Even though she told herself that she would be the perfect example of propriety, she knew Peter Warren would be on the final list.
She reviewed each candidate's personnel file and spoke with each of their supervisors for first-hand feedback. Each manager with one notable exception endorsed Tonya's selection. When she called Peter's direct supervisor, he was decidedly cool to the idea of Peter representing his group at the conference.
"He's smart as a whip Tonya," Bob told her over coffee, "I won't argue that but..."
"Out with it, Bob. Peter's name was floated down from the execs so if there's something that I need to know, well, don't sugar coat it."
"He's smart Tonya but he's also cocky as hell. He really thinks he's God's gift womanhood and treats every good-looking woman like a potential conquest.
"This isn't just me talking. He's been in my group a little over three months and he's gained quite a reputation. I mean what he does on his time is his business, until it rolls over into mine. I'm not happy about dealing with a blubbering woman every time Lothario leaves her and moves on to the next.
"I guess what I'm saying is that this is your first big gig Tonya. People are going to be watching. Are you really sure you want to put up with a bad boy on top of everything else? There's no telling what kind of chaos he could cause in that environment, it's like giving Dillinger a gun, for cryin' out loud!" Exasperation was evident in his voice.
