"Oh, Fuck, how am I going to get out of this one!" Mary thought as she sat at her desk in her private office.
Mary just finished reading the new project outlined by upper management. Her team of developers had to code a new section of their company's enterprise business software in less than six months! If she failed, she would be out of a job. She had been set up to fail by the new CEO, Markus Davies. He was going to make her pay for turning him down when he tried to hit her during the last corporate party. If she somehow was able to get this release of software out in time, she would be a hero, but she just could not see a way to make that happen.
The development team was made up of young millennials who all got paid way too much. They were not motivated to work hard because they all thought Mary was a controlling bitch.
Mary is a 45-year-old middle manager who had climbed the corporate ladder for years to lead a team of developers. She was quite good looking at 5' 10" tall, with long blonde hair that fell over her shoulders in curls and bright blues eyes with high cheekbones with full lips and a cute button nose. Her generous bust had just the beginning of sag, but for DD breasts, they looked great. She had to hide her nipples under a padded bra as they would stick out too much otherwise. She knew her looks could be distracting, so she dressed very conservatively to hide her assets from the team.
She could also be a real bitch, but she thinks her attitude is warranted.
"These kids just have no work ethic! I hound them to finish work on time and budget, but this new project will take a herculean effort to finish on time. Usually, it's not a problem when projects are late, but this project MUST be done on time. I am screwed! My asshole boss, who is also the CEO, has set me up to fail! Once the project looks to be behind, he will have the political will within the company to fire me outright. I should have fucked him when I had the chance!! No, no way, I made the right decision to tell him to fuck off!" Mary thought, feeling helpless.
The next day, Mary pondered what the hell to do, suddenly, it dawned on her.
"If bitching and complaining won't work, how about a more subtle approach. I know these kids find me attractive; maybe if I could influence the two team leaders by flirtation, just enough, then I could get them to perform." She thought excitedly.
Ever since entering the corporate world, Mary has concentrated on her career and put aside her promiscuity. The thought of showing off her body again sent chills down her spine after years of covering her body and pinning her hair up in a tight bun.
Mary got dressed the next morning differently, breaking out clothes she had not worn in years. She put on a lace shelf bra that lifted her breasts up and together and put on a slightly see-through white blouse. She unbuttoned the top three buttons, so her cleavage was very noticeable, especially when bent over. The round globes of her breasts were out on display like they haven't been in a long time. It was short of slutty, but definitely not the office look she was used to. Next came a short grey pencil skirt. She looked at herself in the mirror.
"Wow, what a difference!" She thought.
She buttoned her blouse back up and put on an overcoat. She did not want anyone else in the office, besides her team, to see how she was dressed.
Mary got to the office, walked inside, and took the elevator. She navigated her way through the maze of offices until she reached her area and went into her office. She had half of the 5th floor with 20 programmers and the only one with an office, which was in the far corner. Her office had a great view of downtown with windows on both walls.
Mary went through her usual morning emails and then set a meeting with the team leads just after lunch. No one from her team comes into her office with any frequency, so she decided to dress for the meeting early. Unbuttoning her blouse, Mary pushed her breasts up, arranging them for maximum effect. She removed the nipple pads, so her prominent nipples poked out nicely. The shirt was open to about mid breast level with deep cleavage visible. Mary put on bright red lipstick and arranged her hair, so it fell around her face and down her front, framing her perfect breasts in golden locks.
"Man, I look hot!" She thought.
She waited for the meeting with nervous apprehension.
"This had better work!" She thought.
Around 1pm, she heard a knock at the door. She got up and let them in. Dave and Mike did an almost comical double-take as they stared down at her cleavage then back up to her face.
"Hello Ms. Davis, you are looking different today!" Dave said, stuttering.
"I am glad you noticed, please come in and sit down," she said with a smile, as she turned toward her desk and sat down.
She went around her desk and began to sit down, then she pretended that she forgot her notebook and leaned over to get it, right near both of them. Her breasts shifted as she leaned, spilling forward just enough. They looked straight down her blouse and got an eye full of her full breasts. Her nipples were hard from the excitement and showed as they poked out of her bra. She slowly sat down and looked them in the eye.
"The current milestone deadlines will be hard to achieve with the team's current rate of production, wouldn't you agree?" She said, staring at them with a questioning look.
"Yes, almost impossible. I can't really understand what management was thinking, giving us such a short amount of time!" Mike said, smiling, while he continued to share right at her breasts.
"He is really acting blazingly, not even trying to pretend to look away. He is just locked on my breasts!" She thought as she stared back at both of them.
"Mike, my eyes are up here." She said as she shifted in her seat, feeling nervous.
He moved his eyes up and looked her in the face then slowly shifted his eyes back down, her deep cleavage showing the large globes sitting in her lace bra.
"I called this meeting to see if there is a way to motivate the team to perform better, so we can all get out of this jam we are in," she said while shifting her position in her seat to give them a better view.
"Ms. Davis, or may I call you Mary?" Mike said, with a glance up from her breasts.
"Mary will be fine, Mike," she said.
"Well, Mary, we are both very aware of the position you are in with this project. If it does not get done, you get canned. Is that about, right?" Mike said with a wicked smile.
"Well, no Mike, we all go down if we cannot deliver,'' She said nervously.
"Is there something they know that I don't?" She thought as she looked at them, trying to figure out where they were going with this.
"That is not what I understand, and I think you know that. Now Dave and I can get your project finished, but we need to agree on a few things first." Mike said.
Surprised and shocked by Mike's response, she answered, "What would it take to guarantee the completion of the project."
"A 20% raise upon project completion and personal cooperation from you, Mary,'' Mike said with a huge smile that sent shivers down her spine.
"That amount of raise may be possible, but what do you mean by personal cooperation," she said, dreading the answer.
Dave got up and looked down Mary's cleavage and said, "you've already started, without knowing it, with your new look. We all knew you were hot under those conservative clothes you wear. You don't fool us, Mary! You need this project finished, or your career is over. A career that you have worked on for 20 years. Also, we all dislike you and think you are a stuck up bitch. You have no more power over us. You can't fire us, as we can all get transfers to other departments that don't have a bitch for a boss, so Dave and I will get to take advantage of you until this project is finished. Then when the project is finished, and you are a superstar, it will all have been worth it. What do you say, Mary?"
Dave sat back down in his seat, feeling very satisfied.
"What the hell are you talking about, I should fire you right now!" Mary screamed.
"Go ahead, fire us, and see if you can pull together another team in time. You are fucked without us, Mary, and you know it. Besides, it looks to me, by the size of your nipples, that you like my abuse." Mike said, laughing.
Mary looked down and saw that indeed her nipples were straining against her bra, and she was excited. Still, she did not want to show Mike that she was at all happy with this situation.
"What do you want, Mike?" She said in a defeated but defiant voice.
"For each project milestone completed, you will be required to do certain things and dress a certain way. Only Dave and I will be involved for the most part, but in the end, you may have to do things for the whole team. I will put together a list for you to follow. We will all agree to it, and then you will obey, or we will leave," Mike said.
"Present your list, and I will let you know if I am willing," Mary said, looking angry but feeling excited.
"I really want this project done. If I had to give these little shits a show, it'd be worth it," Mary thought.
"Agreed, but first, we want a down payment, just a gesture to show us you are for real," Mike said with an evil smile.
"What kind of downpayment," Mary said, feeling butterflies in her stomach and a light sweat forming on her forehead.
"Stand up, and let us see your glorious breasts!" Mike said, salivating.
"What! No fucking way, asshole!" Mary said.
"Your choice Mary. Have fun in the unemployment line!" Mike said as they both got up and started to walk toward the door.
Just as they were about to open the door, Mary said, " Wait, wait ...ok, but no pictures ever, and no one else can ever know.''
Dave and Mike returned to their seat. Mike looked up at Mary, who was now standing and said: "Agreed, no pics, and no one gets to know, now show us, Mary, show us your beautiful tits."
