Over the weekend Karen thought about her Friday night dinner date with Paul. She had enjoyed herself, happy in the knowledge that Paul, her boss, fancied her. Karen was an experienced mature woman and she recognised her innate sexuality when it came to flirting. She had every intention of provoking Paul in the hope it lead to a mutual fuck.
Karen loved being the dominant force in a relationship. Lording her sexuality over men. Stimulating their desires. And if she really fancied fucking someone, then that someone better look out!
Monday morning came around and Karen arrived punctually at the office. As always, she looked a million dollars and today was no exception. The lads in the yard feasted their eyes on Karen as she walked from her car to the office, her shapely legs looking great in high court shoes that emphasised her seamed stockings and firm calves.
On reaching the office, Karen found Paul and Dale waiting for her. They looked concerned about something, which could explain Paul's muted reaction upon greeting her.
"Something wrong?" Karen asked.
It wasn't like Paul to ignore the way she dressed, nor to pass comment on her tight-fitting clothes, so she took heed of the warning signs being generated by the pair.
"Not wrong exactly, more frustrating than anything else." Dale said holding a piece of paper, which appeared to be a printed copy of an email.
"We've been invited to tender for a large project." Paul said. "An old country house that requires converting into a care home. Not our usual thing, but it's on our doorstep and possibly lucrative."
"Surely that's a good thing. So what's the issue" Karen wanted to know feeling slightly perplexed.
Dale waved the piece of paper in his hand. "We received an email this morning. We were not on the original tender list, but one company on that list has withdrawn their option to quote, and we have been invited to take their place." Dale said.
"OK, so where's the confusion?" Karen repeated.
"Well, Dale omitted to say we've missed out on the time frame." Paul said. "This email came through advising us that the tender needs to be submitted on Wednesday night. Apparently, there is a posh bash at a Cheltenham hotel on that evening, when everyone submits their tender together with a presentation."
"So basically we're stuffed." Dale added. "We could never fully cost that size job in two days. It would normally take us a couple of weeks to put something like this together." The two builders hung their heads in disappointment.
Karen looked at Paul and Dale refusing to share their pessimism.
"It's not like you two to be defeatist." She said. "Surely you could come up with something. We've nothing pressing at the moment, so why don't you get together and go through the costing. I'd be happy to do some extra hours and put it all in a PowerPoint presentation."
Dale and Paul looked at one another. Karen's positivity infecting their own thinking. Dale took up the cause.
"Why not, mate." He said to Paul. "We've nothing to lose."
"That's the spirit you two. Get yourselves organised in the boardroom and I'll make some coffee." Karen's assertiveness had paid off.
Dale and Paul began working in the board room pulling together the various estimates for the tender. Karen rang the hotel in Cheltenham where the presentation was to take place, she booked three rooms for their visit.
Paul took a sip of coffee and looked across at Karen busy on her laptop. His eyes focussed on her large breasts and the way her thin blouse was pulled taut against them defining the outline of her white bra. The blouse material was wispy thin, fine enough to determine the bra's lacy edging, which was the garment's only concession to sexual frivolity.
It seemed Karen had decided against wearing sexy lingerie today, which was a pity because her blouse was sheer, diaphanous enough to make out every stitch. It demonstrated a classy design, Paul conceded. However, Karen's bosom needed a large utilitarian bra to support and display it's mature appeal.
Paul pondered whether a night away in a hotel with Karen would bring them close enough for intimacy. Maybe this could be an opportunity to screw his sexy employee. He tore his mind away from carnal visions of Karen to concentrate on his work. But it was difficult with Karen sat close to him and his cock rock hard.
Late on Tuesday evening, Karen was putting the final touches to the PowerPoint presentation. The tender was completed. Dale and Paul knew they could not have pulled it together without Karen's efforts and professional drive.
"Whether we're successful or not, once the presentation is over tomorrow night we'll relax and party." Dale announced. "Maybe do a club, let our hair down."
"That sounds like a lot of fun" Karen replied smiling at Paul and Dale.
Paul was the partner who had employed Karen and his decision was swayed hugely by her sexy mature looks. But Dale was now starting to appreciate the appeal of this mature bombshell. He was starting to get ideas about the possibility of getting Karen into bed. He had never experienced sex with an older women, but in Karen he was starting to see the appeal of the mature woman.
On Wednesday morning Karen completed the final parts of the presentation. Dale and Paul came into the office and she played back the PowerPoint presentation for them. They complimented her work and she printed off the required hard copies. She was also pleased with her efforts, and very aware that the company would not even be in the running for this tender were it not for her input.
Karen looked up from her work to see one of the lads from the yard standing before her desk. It was one of the younger guys she'd noticed ogling her whenever she had been in the yard. He was waving a receipt in his hand wanting it redeemed.
