Jean and Toni Ch. 06

CHAPTER 6: PROMOTIONS

"Ladies, how are you each doing this morning?"

It was 9:00 and Jacob had just arrived at the office. As he walked briskly past their desks, he asked them to come to his office. They sat in guest chairs opposite him across his desk as properly as possible in very short, tight skirts and blouses unbuttoned just below the nipples. As had become common for the office, they didn't have underwear on, though some days that was all they wore for the day.

"Good, sir," they both replied. Jean added, "You look and sound, sir, like someone who could use some assistance with something. What can we do for you?"

He chuckled, "You two are great. Always ready to pitch in. We all know what we were doing when you were hired, but I couldn't have found two more dedicated, devoted, hardworking employees. You probably had every reason to think you could slack off on the job side of this situation but you haven't, even doing unclaimed overtime. By the way, you need to claim the overtime when you have to work longer to finish things when we overload you. You deserve to be compensated for your time."

Toni glanced at her mom and said, "Oh, we're well compensated throughout the day, sir."

He laughed, "You know what I mean young lady. I am not about to have you begin feeling taken advantage of." He leaned back and fixed his gaze on each for a long moment and he seemed to relax a bit. "Damn ... you two ... do you know what one of the simple pleasures my sons and I enjoy each morning?" They shrugged. "Seeing what you two will be wearing for us. We look forward to it, we really do. And, this morning I rushed past and didn't notice. But ... nice, very nice. It is probably quite amazing we get any work done around here."

Jean smiled and blushed, "Why, thank you, sir. I think, though, that it is a testament to the dedication of the entire office. We can all have our pleasure and still remain focused on the work that keeps us employed and together."

"Well stated, Jean. And, it is that obvious dedication that I want to talk to you both about. I had a phone call at home last night which led to more calls this morning. We, our agency, have an opportunity." He checked each woman and plowed ahead. "Do you remember Harold Swanson?" They both shook their heads wondering if they should if the name was someone they have been communicating with at some time. "I'm not surprised. Remember the man I was with that fateful night?"

Jean and Toni turned quickly to each other with wide eyes. Jean offered, "Ugh ... not really ... uhmmmm ..."

Toni patted her mom's knee, "Sir ... we know there was an older white man there, but ... honestly, sir, you were the one that made the ... ahhh ... impression? ... impact? ..."

Jean stopped her, "No, sir, we don't remember him."

He chuckled, "I suppose that was all flattering. Anyway, he wants another meeting at his place this time. He and his senior management have been very impressed with our handling of the product line they awarded us in the region. He wants to discuss expanding our representation into more of their products. It's a big opportunity for us." He looked them both in the eyes, again. "Which leads me to why I wanted to talk to you." He paused. "Bluntly ... what happened last time worked so well, it might, again. We are very happy with the arrangement we currently have, right?" They both nodded. That was a 'duh' statement. They liked each of them and loved the sex. "What if we expanded it to included others ... clients and customers? No pressure, I'm not expecting you to, but ... you do like sex, right?"

Toni looked at her mom and they both shrugged and smiled. Jean uncrossed her legs and re-crossed them with a slight pause when her thighs were parted (such a slut, she thought to herself). "Okay, sir."

"Wait.. no ... don't you think you should discuss this, first?"

She smiled, "Jacob ... when you proposed your idea the first time, it took us a full minute to agree to the interview knowing full well we would be fucked in the process by you who we met only once and your sons who we still hadn't met. Knowing you now as we do we assume any situation will be by our agreement AND we will be safe and protected by one of you. Is that true, sir?"

He looked with some disbelief, a big smile growing over his face. "Yes, Jean, that is true. I still think you two need to talk about this. Then, we can talk more about it."

Toni asked, "When does Mr. Swanson want to have his meeting, sir?"

"Next week. Tuesday. Dinner Tuesday night. I would arrive Monday night, return Wednesday morning."

Jean winked at Toni and replied to Jacob, "No problem. We'll talk, sir."

Jacob was slightly stunned as he watched them rise to leave his office. His eyes flicked from one to the other as they uncrossed their legs to stand. The skirts were so short he was gazing at clean shaven cunts (the office, including the women, had started using the term more and more with the brazen attitude of the women). But what he was really stunned by was their easy acceptance of the idea and total trust in him. He shook his head and became very aware of the hard cock in his slacks demanding that he call one of them back to his office for some relief. He didn't, though. He didn't want to create any pressure, despite their familiarity.

Later, he noticed no sounds from the desks of Jean and Toni. He got up and went to his door. He looked around, then at the conference room where he saw them in animated discussion behind the closed door. Uh oh, he thought, but it was worth a try.

Just minutes after that, though, he heard a knock on his open door and, "Sir, is this a good time?"

He looked up, smiled wide, and shook his head. These two, he thought, how do they keep surprising them. Both women stood in the doorway naked except for their heels. They had removed blouse and skirt but without underwear or stockings that day, there they stood.

He chuckled, "What, I'm going to look up and see that and say, no?"

With big smiles of their own, they entered the office and took chairs in front of him, again. This time both pause a beat with legs raised as they crossed their legs. Choreographed. Damnit ... now they're even choreographing their moves. Once their shaved cunts were hidden by closed thighs, he raised his eyes to theirs.

"Do I take your appearance as your answer? You know, I saw you in animated discussion and thought it was going the other way."

Jean replied, "Sir ... really? You had our answer before we left. Our discussion was if we should provide you with a visual answer, also."

Toni added, "Sir, we also want to make clear we accept, but it is not because you and your sons are not making us very ...," she blushed, "... it's not because you aren't ..."

Jean came to her rescue, "She means to say that you and your sons are amazing lovers and we wouldn't be looking or imagining anything more."

"Thank you. I hope you know how strongly we feel about you, too. Which brings me to the rest." He opened a drawer of his desk and came out with two pieces of paper and slid one to each of them. They took it and looked at it, then smiled. "I discussed this with my sons, of course. They said they would support without question anything I wanted to do for you. This is your notice of promotion, new titles, and new salary. The last paragraph outlines briefly your new bonus program."

The women looked over the sheet, surprised but appreciative. The new title, 'CLIENT and CUSTOMER RELATIONS ASSOCIATES'. The new salary was almost a 75% increase. The bonus program was a percentage of new client contracts or project awards their 'efforts' influenced.

"Your main responsibilities remain the same." He smiled, "We're not giving up the sexiest secretaries living."

Both women actually blushed and it was quite evident sitting before him naked. Jean said, "Sir, you know we're for you."

He smiled, "I know and I appreciate that. I don't know how often there will be such an opportunity for influence but ... well, thank you."

Jean smiled and held his eyes for a moment, then, "No, sir, I mean we're here for you now."

This time, he blushed though it wasn't as obvious on his very dark skin. "Ohhhhh ..."

Both women rose and bent over the desk, their feet separated wide. He quickly rose, loosening his belt and slacks as he moved around the desk to the women ready for him. Though the door was still wide open, it wasn't an issue as they all were used to what happened in the office so there was no reason to pretend to hide the activity. If his sons heard or saw, it only meant the women would be called into other offices after he was done.

He didn't bother kicking his shoes off and removing his slacks, just let them drop to his ankles as he moved behind the closest ass which happened to be Toni. The entire discussion had him hard so he only had to place his cock between her thighs, move it along her slit, and immediately saw moisture coating the head (no surprise at that, these women seemed to be in a constant state of lubrication) and press into her hole. As his cock squeezed into her hole, he heard a loud sigh and gasp, then saw Jean looking over at her daughter smiling at the reaction. These women certainly loved their big cocks and had become near experts in using all their holes for them, even swallowing down the throat.

Toni groaned at the deep penetration of his cock. Even after all their fucking of the men the sensation of being stretched and filled to capacity was still there. Maybe her mom had been correct when she insisted they both use Ben-Wa balls at home to strengthen their cunt walls and keep that feeling for them and the men. If they worked, it was great but they also felt wonderful.

Jean watched Toni closely when she saw Jacob stop behind her. It wasn't often she had the opportunity to see her daughter during the initial penetration by one of these big cocks. Usually, even if they were in the same proximity, they were occupied by their own men and cocks. So this time with no cock to distract her, she watched only her daughter's reaction, intent on seeing her face and what it showed. She wasn't disappointed. She knew intimately, of course, the feeling of that penetration by a cock that filled and stretched her, but she was curious what it looked like on the face. Just seeing her daughter's facial reaction and hearing her gave Jean a shiver of intense arousal. Her turn was coming soon. They had also devised this plan. This was all about giving him his climax by going back and forth between them. They probably wouldn't. He would be pulling out of Toni at some point soon and thrusting into her own cunt. They would be teased by his fucking, essentially used to achieve his climax. No worry, though. There were three other men in the office always ready and willing.

Jacob surprised them. Jean felt him pulse inside her but he pulled out leaving her with the feeling of emptiness just as she was sure he was about to spew his cum into her. Instead, he slammed his big cock back into Toni. She heard her groan and his grunt as his cock probably bottom out inside and released his thick cum. The real surprise, though, was when he used his fingers at the base of his cock to clamp down on his climax, pulled out, and penetrated her before releasing the flow of cum, again. He had managed to cum inside both of them.

Jacob sagged onto Jean's back, his cock well embedded in her. Toni moved alongside them, turned into a hug of them both.

Jean gasped, "How did you manage that, sir? To cum in both of us?"

He chuckled, "After my wife died, I didn't believe there could be another woman like her so I didn't have much interest in dating. My sexual release mostly came from masturbating. Sitting with a laptop with porn and stroking, I didn't want to just spew so I figured out stopping the flow by squeezing on the base until I got to the bathroom." His arms around both women, he gave each a kiss; Toni on the mouth, Jean on the shoulder. "I can't believe I told you two that."

Toni returned the kiss and cupped her mom's breast. "Because you trust us the same way we trust you."

He sighed and eased his cock out of Jean. Both women turned and dropped to their knees to quickly clean his cock before tucking the monster into his underwear and slacks.

Jean was also right about the other men. Their awareness of the new proposal to the women had them curious of the reaction to the sounds of passion, or more accurately fucking, drew them into the common area in anticipation. After being fucked but not such to achieve orgasm, the women stepped from Jacob's office to the sight of the three sons expectantly waiting.

Matt asked, "A promotion celebration?"

Both women nodded excitedly as they stood just outside Jacob's office naked, nipples still hard, and the insides of their thighs glistening with juice and cum. Their faces reflected the excitement and arousal that came not only from the awareness of just being fucked but the awareness of their expanded role for the agency which was a large new step for them into being sluts in the truest sense. They had been comfortable being sluts for their bosses' pleasure but this new step was to be slutted out by their bosses' to others for the benefit of the agency. They wouldn't want to accept the 'whore' word so 'slut' would truly become their middle names. They had acknowledged that in their short discussion in the conference room. It wasn't that they could just live with that understanding, they were excited by it. They would have continued happily to being fucked by these four big black cocks and felt they were living a fantasy come true. This new thing, entrusting these same four to ... hmmmm ... pimp? ... to LOAN them out to others, to SHARE them with others ... it was like another way of giving more of themselves to these men. And, that was the excitement. Giving even more of themselves to them.

They smiled at each other, both women accepting and acknowledging to each other what they were stepping into, and nodding indicating their excitement and devotion to each other and the path they found themselves on. They dropped to their knees alongside their desks and looked up at the men. Caleb and Terrell stepped up Jean with open slacks and hardening cocks. Matt stepped up to Toni. Both women grabbed cock and began licking, sucking, and stroking. Both women fucked in the common area at their desks, Jacob leaning against his door jam watching with a smile on his face. He chuckled internally ... could there possibly be a better bonding exercise for a team?

* * * *

They were in a cab going directly from the airport to Harold Swanson's company complex. Jacob was sitting between Jean and Toni in the back seat, discretely stroking the thighs of both women. They were wearing business outfits appropriate for the meeting except possibly that the skirts were perhaps a bit too short but not too short. Both dresses came to several inches above the knee and had slid up getting into the cab. That left a good amount of stocking-clad leg to caress under each of his hands. The tops of the dresses were open allowing a hint of cleavage but only a hint. They were aiming at alluring, not slutty. Their wardrobe had shifted so significantly to enticing the men at the office their closets contained little they could choose from. More shopping ... oh darn.

"What's the plan, sir?" Toni's eyes followed his fingers lightly stroking her thigh as she asked the question. She was wishing they had the time to check in at the hotel before the meeting to relieve some of his persistent teasing of them. Her thong had been wet for most of the travel time here. Maybe her body would ease once they were at the company. In the office, nobody cared if their horniness showed. They could work through it. This was different. Business decorum was paramount.

"We'll be meeting them in their corporate offices. The meeting should be a couple hours. I have a dinner arranged in a separate, private room at the hotel where we shouldn't be interrupted unless requested after the meal is served. We'll have a self-serve bar in that room for drinks ahead of the meal. After dinner ... well ... that will likely depend on Harold Swanson. I have a large suite reserved for our room and we can use that for additional entertainment if it goes there. Knowing Swanson, it probably will. This is a man who has hired call girls for some of his senior management gatherings. These are the same people we'll be meeting with."

Jean sighed, feeling the effect of his teasing as his fingers delved under her skirt and grazed her wet thong as she dutifully open her legs for him. "Sir ... do you think ... mmmmm ... sorry ... do you think he will recognize us?"

"I would be surprised. He had quite a bit to drink before we encountered you that night. And, he was fighting the urge to jump you right there in the bar while we waited for Toni. The only thing on his mind was if we were really getting you into his room." He elicited a soft moan from Toni, too. "When I introduce you, the same last names, he will start wondering. Two blondes. Mother and daughter. What are the odds? Then we'll have him."

Jean said, "It all sounds so manipulative, sir."

He smiled and pulled his fingers from between their legs as the cab pulled into a large parking lot in front of an impressive building with manufacturing looking buildings behind it. "Yes, dear, that's what sex in business is ... manipulative."

Toni mused, "Using their base desires against them."

"Well put, my dear." He patted two exposed thighs, "Are we ready?"

Jean answer, "The presentation loaded on the laptop and support documents and data on the tablet."

"And your horny sluts," Toni added with a giggle.

* * * *

They were gathered in a large conference room on the top floor of the five-story office structure. The conference room was floor to ceiling windows overlooking acres of manufacturing and shipping space. It was impressive, especially to Jean and Toni who were so new to such things. The laptop was hooked into the projector system and everyone was seated except for Harold Swanson who was late. Seven men and two women of the senior management team were around the table with an empty chair at the end opposite where Jacob sat. Jean and Toni were sitting near Jacob against the inside wall of the room. They guess the age of the group ranged from about 40 to mid-'50s. The two women were probably mid-40's and both Jean and Toni wondered if they were involved in the activity Jacob mentioned. That would be unexpected.

When Harold Swanson blew in, he closed the door behind him and apologized profusely to Jacob, perhaps not noticing the two women along the wall. Some issue with a stockholder acting like a product manager. Swanson shook his head and his team responded with polite chuckles as if to say, 'Stockholders, can't live without them but ...'.

They settled in the meeting and presentation after a brief introduction to his team to hear how Collins Sales might be of benefit to them handling a wider range of their products. Then, he turned the meeting over to Jacob with him opening with a discussion of the office, small but quick to respond because they were small. He walked them through slides of other product lines they handled that would be in line with theirs. Having lines aligned to customers allowed for a smoother introduction of new and complementary opportunities.

Jean sat quietly but attentively at the side, listening to Jacob and questions but splitting attention between the people around the table and Jacob. They knew the contents of the slides by heart and didn't need to even glance at the flat screen to know what was being shown. She found herself feeling a deepening sense of respect and admiration for Jacob, his presentation, expression of comfortable knowledge, a bearing of authority and strength without giving the impression of ego or superiority. Then it changed, the atmosphere of the room changed. The youngest man challenged Jacob suddenly as Jacob talked about the position of dominance Collins Sales maintained in the region. The man did it boldly and with a tone that suggested he felt Jacob was lying. It seemed he was defensively taking a position in support of the existing agency.