Joan Lachey reflected on her career as she sat in the waiting room. She had busted her tail to succeed in the corporate world after college. Twelve years of Catholic School had made her a survivor. She married early in her career, but even having two children didn't slow her down as she began climbing the corporate ladder.
Finally it had all paid off. Years of hard work and determination had landed her a job as vice president of sales or a very successful dot com company. It had meant uprooting her family and moving to another state: Something her husband had somewhat resented. But the money was more than worth it.
Unfortunately for Joan, that success would be short-lived. She had been in the position only six months before the beginning of the stock market downturn destroyed many of the dot com corporations. Hers was no exception.
Joan had refused to quit when things began to look bad. She believed that they could pull out of the tailspin and salvage the company. So she took on a more senior role as other executives bailed around her. Alas, her valiant efforts were no match for the times and the company went into bankruptcy. And was then swallowed up by a competitor who was more than eager to let Joan, and the remaining executives, go.
She managed to land on her feet again, accepting another executive position with another company. Which required yet another move for her and her family.
But Joan's luck wouldn't last. Less than a year into the job the company began to face difficulties. They struggled for several months before the news broke that they were in serious trouble. Along with that came a federal investigation and Joan learned that several top executives had been taking part in a scheme to bilk the company while hiding their failures from stockholders. The company crashed, thousands of employees lost their retirement investments, and the federal investigation heated up.
Joan was investigated, but was cleared of all wrongdoing. It seemed that the executives involved hadn't trusted the "new girl" and managed to keep her out of the loop.
But the damage was done. Joan's husband had divorced her during that same time period. There would always be a cloud of suspicion over her head anytime someone saw her resume. And worse, she had two strikes against her now as two companies she had senior roles in had gone belly up. Even when none of it was her fault that can hurt future career prospects.
But Joan had succeeded in finding another job. She was now the senior sales executive for an IT Service related company. But, her company was struggling to stay afloat and her predecessor had done some serious damage due to his neglect. Joan took over just as they began losing some major contracts.
Once again Joan found herself facing the potential demise of a company. And once again it wasn't her fault. But the losses were coming under her tenure. So she was trying her best to prevent any more.
That was why Joan was sitting in the outer office of the Director or IT for VIOLA. They were one of her company's largest contracts. And Ed Richards was threatening not to renew the contract. Not only could her company not afford this loss at this time, but neither could Joan. She would surly be fired if they lost one more big contract. And with three strikes against her, and being in her mid forties, she would probably never land another executive job. Plus, her kids were just about ready to begin college and she needed the money for their tuition.
Besides her brain, Joan had good looks. She had always worked out and stayed in shape. She was 45 but looked in her mid thirties. No one believed her when they learned her real age. She had long blond hair, brown eyes and a very pretty face, although there were a few worry lines around her eyes. Her body was firm and fit. In effort to use her looks to help her out in such meetings she had begun to dress to show off her figure.
Her tight, short sleeved pink blouse showed off her 34 C breast and her tight black slacks made it hard not to notice her shapely ass. She had decided that she needed to take advantage of everything she had to save her job. She remembered catching Ed Richards eyeing her the few times they had met before and felt that if she just offered a little tease that it might help to keep him more willing to renew the contract. She felt guilty doing it, but she quickly tweaked her nipples when she heard the door opening, figuring that if they were poking out just enough he would be more focused on them than her face as she groveled for the contract renewal.
Ed Richards did indeed take notice of Joan's perky nipples, as well as her sexy outfit. He was glad to get back into his chair so his desk could hide his state of arousal.
Ed was a distinguished looking 42-year-old businessman. Six feet tall, in decent shape albeit a little overweight in the gut. He listened as Joan discussed the problems he had been having with both the equipment and service they provided, as well as her proposals to resolve them. But while he picked up on the important details, his mind kept going back to Joan's sexy body.
Ed knew that Joan was in trouble. He was friends with her predecessor, who still had contacts within the company. He had told Ed that Joan was being singled out as the scape goat for the losses of the contracts and that if the shit hit the fan over lost revenue, her bosses would see to it that she took the blame and lost her job in order to save their own.
With this knowledge in hand Ed felt that he could bargain for a much better deal. And he was getting just what he wanted from her at the moment. But Joan said something that immediately made Ed realize that he might have the chance to ask Joan for something that he wanted even more...
"Look, Ed. I'll do anything you want to save this contract." Joan said.
"What do you mean by that?" Ed asked.
Joan blushed, suddenly realizing the double meaning that her words could have, especially the way she was dressed today. "I'm sorry," she began. "I didn't mean it to come out like that."
"Like what?" Ed said, enjoying her sudden discomfort.
Joan blushed even more. "I didn't mean it to sound like I was proposing anything of an intimate nature."
Ed sat back in his chair, "That's too bad. I would have to say that an offer like that would most definitely change my decision to renew the contract."
Ed had already received enough from her to retain the contract as it was. But he realized that in her desperation he might be able to succeed in getting something that he wanted personally.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
Ed smiled, "Well, Joan. Seeing how you came in her dressed all sexy today. And making that comment. I just have to assume that you were beginning to offer me a sexual favor to renew the contract. I'm just saying that if you did indeed make that offer that I'm more than willing to accept it."
Joan was offended. She had no such thoughts in mind and resented being considered as a whore trying to sell herself for her company. But she had to bite her tongue. Losing this deal meant losing her job. And probably any chance of anything close to it again.
"Well, if you're going to back out of the offer then I guess we're through." Ed said, "I have a meeting with your competitor this afternoon to see what they can offer."
"No, please," Joan continued, the fear of losing this deal becoming evident in her voice. "What more can I put on the table?"
"You've put enough on the table, it's just that you took something back off."
"But I never really offered that," She said, "That was a misunderstanding."
"Then I am sorry. I guess we're through." Ed said.
Joan caved. She had to save this contract. "What exactly do you want?"
Ed was grinning. "Well, you do a pretty good job of talking. But I'd like to see what else you can do with that mouth."
Joan blushed again. "So, if I gave you a blowjob you're saying that you'll renew your contract?"
"Under the conditions that you have already agreed to today." Ed reminded her.
Joan felt disgusted at the thought. She found Ed attractive enough. And wouldn't have minded dating him under other circumstances. But this was different. Other than a few men in college, Joan had never been with another man since marrying her husband. And had not dated since her divorce. Now she was agreeing to blow Ed Richards just to save a contract. But she felt that her back was against the wall.
"Very well. Just this once." She said.
