Note: This story takes place immediately after the events that happened in "Young Boss Becomes Unwilling Model." It's going to start out a little slowly while I set up the situation that will drive the plot, but I hope the wait will be worth it.
Prologue
Tim left the office that Monday nervous and unsettled. After the mortifying events of Friday night, his world had been turned upside down. Just last Thursday, he had been the undisputed king of his own small kingdom. Yes, he had a boss at his ad agency's main headquarters - an old flame named Shawna - but he had been given the chance to open his own satellite ad office.
He'd hired a pretty blonde secretary named Julie, and three equally pretty ad reps - petite, Asian Mia, a tanned brunette named Kaitlyn, and a fair-skinned brunette named Anna. He'd been able to establish a professional yet playful atmosphere in the office, and most amazingly, a discipline policy that allowed him to respond to any mistakes his employees might make with a series of escalating "punishments," that eventually resulted in bare bottomed spankings for them.
It was a single, professional male's dream come true!
And then Friday happened. First Shawna showed up and maneuvered him into wearing a mortifyingly tight cycling outfit in front of his pretty young employees. Then bad went to much worse, when - in a meeting in front of a female-owned client company and what seemed like 100 other female witnesses - he had a disastrous wardrobe malfunction that exposed him completely.
He was grateful that Shawna did her best to help him as he was pawed and groped by the horde of horny women around him, but at the same time, he hated that his boss had seen him in that state of cringing nudity. Not to mention his employee Mia, who showed up at the worst possible time, and also saw her boss totally exposed.
He'd spent a miserable weekend fearing the worst: that Shawna or Mia - or both! - would have told his other employees about his naked embarrassment, so that he'd be a laughing stock in his own office. But toward the end of that Monday, Mia had come in to his office to assure him that she wouldn't tell his other employees about his horrifying experience on Friday night.
Just as he was getting ready to leave for the day, he got the email from Shawna that he'd been dreading. His palms were actually clammy when he forced himself to open the email. But her message had also been a relief: "Tim, I'm sorry about what happened to you on Friday. I'm sure that you'd like to forget about it, so please don't worry that I'm going to tell anyone what happened. I want you to succeed in your new office, and I think it would be best if we kept that between us. For what it's worth, I know that the Cycle Wear ladies feel bad for you, but they've assured me that they'd love to continue working with you in the future. Also, I don't know if this will make you feel any better, but I don't think you've got anything to be ashamed about. Shawna"
After the last sentence she put in a winking smiley face emoji.
When he'd read the email, Tim blew out a long breath that he hadn't known that he'd been holding, and let his head slowly fall to his keyboard. As humiliated as he felt, that was probably the best he could have hoped for.
For the next several days, Tim was on edge at the office. He was desperate for some time to pass, and to get back to feeling normal again, but while the regular office routines were going on around him, he felt paranoid.
On the surface, his employees continued to behave mostly as they had before. They called him "Mr. Johnson," and they did what they asked him to do, updating him on clients they were pursing, and giving progress reports on current clients whenever he asked for them. Julie continued to bring his coffee and answer phone calls and take messages.
But it seemed like they often had faint smiles on their faces, and once in a while when he asked them a question, they would startle a bit, like they had been distracted. Sometimes when he walked through the main office and two or more of them had been in there talking, they'd go quiet for a minute.
He thought that he'd caught both Julie and Anna running their eyes over him when they hadn't noticed he was looking, and he was certain that he'd caught Kaitlyn checking out his ass when he turned quickly to retrieve a message that Julie had said came in for him. Mia had definitely given him the once over when he wore a new shirt on Wednesday, and said, "Looking good," with what almost amounted to a wink!
He thought he might be going crazy. Nothing was obvious enough for him to be sure, and after Friday, he couldn't blame himself for feeling paranoid.
He noticed several of the young women make mistakes around the office, but he found himself overlooking them. Last week he would have playfully called them out, and swatted their hands with his ruler, starting the countdown to a more embarrassing spanking over their skirts, and then their panties, and finally on the bare.
But now he felt uncertain. What if he identified a mistake, but the offender stood up to him? He knew instinctively that he wasn't likely to swat Mia anytime soon; he needed her silence to preserve what little dignity he still had after last week. But if he overlooked Mia's mistakes while punishing the other young women, wouldn't that look suspicious?
The vibe in the office had subtly but definitely shifted, and Tim was feeling desperate to find a solution that would allow him to restore the previous pecking order, and his control over his desirable employees.
That solution presented itself to him on Thursday morning, when Shawna called him with the possibility of landing a new and lucrative client.
Part 1
As soon as Tim answered the phone, he could tell that Shawna was excited. "I've got an opportunity that might turn into your next big break, Tim."
"Okay," Tim said, cautiously. His largest client to date was Cycle Wear, and what he'd gone through with those clients triggered some anxiousness verging on anxiety. "Tell me about it."
"It's a large, multi-national company made up several dozen larger companies, acquired over the last 20 years through a chain of mergers and acquisitions. One of the units under their umbrella manufactures all kinds of grooming products for men and women. A team within that unit has come up with a body spray for men that has tested off the charts. But while they think they've got a winning product on their hands, they're not sure how to market it. They've talked to some of the biggest agencies around, but apparently they haven't liked what they've seen so far, because they contacted us yesterday."
"And you're giving this to me?" Tim asked.
"The team leaders are named Kurt and Danielle, and they asked for you specifically. They liked what you've done for Cycle Wear, and they see their product as appealing to a similar demographic: young, active, energetic.
This could be big, Tim."
"What's the time line?"
"That's just it. They really want to push this, so I agreed to have them come to your office this afternoon for a meeting."
"This afternoon? That's awfully short notice."
"I know, but I didn't want to put them off. Clean off whatever you had on your schedule for this afternoon, and do the same for your new hires. I'll be there with them at 1:30, so get everyone prepared to make a good first impression."
As soon as he was off the phone, Tim stepped out into the main office space and called everyone together. He told them all what little he knew: a potentially huge client is coming here with Ms. Green at 1:30 today. Re-schedule anything on your books today, and let's get the conference room ready.
Everyone was excited. Kaitlyn and Anna were brand new hires, and even Mia and Julie hadn't been there long. By 1:30 they were lined up in the office, all smiles and looking their best.
Shawna led the clients into the outer office, and Tim stepped up and shook their hands, then introduced his team, including Julie, who asked what everyone wanted to drink. Tim led them into the conference room, and they made small talk for a few minutes while everyone got settled, and Julie brought in some tea, coffee and bottled water.
Kurt and Danielle were both in their late 30s, fit and attractive. They were both dressed a little more formally than business casual. Kurt had dark hair cut short, and Danielle was a blonde with shoulder length hair, and they both had the tans of tennis instructors, or people who looked like tennis instructors. They had the unmistakable air of up-and-comers.
Kurt opened the discussion. "We've developed a body spray for men that we are very excited about. We've got chemists and fragrance specialists and bottle and packaging designers, and they've worked very hard on this. And it's paid off! In our double-blind testing, this product has scored higher than any in the history of our company."
Shawna, Tim and his team looked suitably impressed. Tim said, "Do you have a name for it?"
Kurt said, "Naked Attraction."
Mia said, "Ooh, I like the sound of that," and everyone around the table laughed.
Tim said, "So you've got a great product, and a strong name. But Ms. Green tells me that you haven't found an agency yet." He let the implied question hang in the air.
Danielle leaned forward. "Nobody has had any great ideas how to market it, and we can understand why. This market has been growing rapidly for the last 20 years or more, to the point where several competitors have dominant positions. Their advertising has been mostly unimaginative, usually a variation on a couple of themes."
Kurt ticked them off on his fingers. "Good-looking guys hanging around a bar or a baseball field or a gym, putting on the spray as a male-bonding ritual. Good-looking guys putting on the spray, and getting tons of flirtation and compliments from hot women. Good-looking guy puts on the spray, and his girlfriend notices and starts cuddling with him."
"All the usual clichΓ©s," Danielle says. "Which doesn't matter that much for the established players: their products are known, and they don't have to get a lot of buzz going."
"But we do," Kurt said. "We're looking for a fresh approach, something that will really get a lot of attention."
"Do you have a theme, or specific ideas that you'd like us to work with?" Tim asked.
"We have a tone," Danielle said, "and Kurt has a theme." The way she said it implied that she wasn't thrilled with Kurt's theme.
Kurt looked at her for just a moment, and Tim recognized that the two of them had some kind of rivalry going on. Then Kurt said, "The tone is light-hearted and playful."