"The stupid thing has crashed again Erica," Paul said, pressing the intercom button on his phone.
Paul Anderson was the Sales Manager for Infinity Systems Computing. He'd joined the company straight out of high school and had been there ever since. Paul was in his mid thirties, was unmarried and rather average in weight, height and appearance. Despite working for an IT company he knew very little about computers and often relied on his pretty young secretary Erica to fix his problems.
"Have you tried rebooting?" asked Erica with her usual businesslike professionalism. Erica was a gorgeous young twenty one year old blonde, who'd been working for Paul for only a couple of months. Her trim, tight body was currently encased in a tight fitting black business skirt that clung to the beautiful round curves of her ass, and a crisp white blouse that was buttoned up over her expansive bosom.
"I don't want to lose the document I'm working on, it's not saved," Paul said, gesturing irritably at the screen. "Come round here and fix it, babe."
Erica sighed and moved around Paul's desk to stand beside him. As she bent forward at the waist to tap at his keyboard Paul pushed his chair back a little to give her more room. His re-positioning also gave him a much better view of his lovely secretary's delightful posterior. Bent over, with her ass jutting out towards him, it was a mouth watering spectacle.
"No idea what you've done here," muttered Erica under the breath as she tried to fix his computer problems.
Erica abruptly tensed, pausing her typing as she felt one of Paul's hands stroke over the lush curve of her right buttock. The beautiful young blonde grimaced slightly, but resuming her typing without saying anything to her boss about his straying hand.
"Come in a little closer," instructed Paul as his other hand came up to her ass. He gave the tight mounds of Erica's bottom a firm squeeze through her skirt, a firm round buttock filling each of his palms.
"I think that's it," said Erica after a moment more, during which Paul's groping hands squeezed at her round ass.
"Thanks babe," replied Paul with a grin as he gave her a pat on the bottom.
Erica quickly disentangled herself and moved out from behind Paul's desk. If she didn't need this job so bad there was no way she'd put up with her lecherous bosses wandering hands.
"I think Ms Chessman wanted to see you," said Erica as she left Paul's office.
"Ah shit," cursed Paul. He grabbed a file off his desk and hurried out of his office. Maria Chessman was his boss, the branch manager and Paul had a good idea what she wanted to talk to him about. He quickly made his way across to the other side of the sprawling office where Ms Chessman's corner office was located.
Sitting at a large desk outside Maria's office was her personal assistant Jennifer Malone.
"Hi there good looking," said Paul with a wide grin as he stepped up to Jennifer's desk. If it was possible, Jennifer was even more beautiful than Paul's secretary Erica. The tall, leggy blonde was flawlessly groomed, her shining golden hair tied up in a tight bun and her makeup faultless. The gorgeous personal assistant always wore a deep red lipstick that for some reason drove Paul wild. It was probably the thought of having those full, pouty red lips sliding down his cock that turned him on.
Jennifer was wearing a pale blue dress that was delightfully low cut, revealing an impressively deep cleavage and the upper swells of her plump, ample breasts. The angelic blonde was certainly blessed with an impressive rack.
"Ms Chessman will see you now," said Jennifer as soon as she saw Paul approach.
Paul paused a moment. "Have you reconsidered my offer for dinner?" he asked her, flashing his most winning smile.
"Not interested," replied Jennifer haughtily. On her very first day on the job Paul had asked her out on a date and he'd been after her ever since. Unfortunately for Paul the busty blonde was well out of his league and she'd always refused, but to his credit that didn't stop him from constantly trying, much to Jennifer's annoyance.
"Maybe next week," said Paul. He didn't give Jennifer a chance to reply however, stepping into his boss's office and tapping lightly on the door.
"Come in," called out Maria Chessman, her tone stern, it didn't sound like she was in a good mood.
Paul took a deep breath and opened the doors, stepping into Ms Chessman's office. His manager was seated behind her desk.
"Take a seat Mr Anderson," Maria instructed him. The dark haired executive was actually very attractive, Paul would have called her beautiful if she was not such a constant bitch. Her long black hair was fastened behind her head in a tight ponytail, and she was dressed in an equally stern black business skirt and crisp white blouse. The blouse was buttoned all the way up, Paul wished she had missed a couple of buttons to display some of that abundant cleavage she doubtlessly possessed. The front of her blouse swelled out considerably, containing a pair of very healthy Double-D's that every man in the office yearned for a peek of.
Paul's eyes flickered up from Ms Chessman's chest, to her perfectly made up face and the fiery glint in her eyes. He wasn't quite sure if she was just mad about his work or if his gaze had lingered a little too long on her bust. He didn't say a word and just sat down on the chair in front of her desk.
