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Hobson’s choice from the other perspective:It was Monday morning and the Executive Board meeting was finally coming to a close. I had allowed my mind to wander back to the session I had enjoyed in the car with my driver this morning. My nipples still aching a little from her teeth marks as she savaged my petite breasts while I shoved my fingers deep inside her. I could still smell her juices faintly on my fingers as I ran them under my nose.“Well Lily,” Mike the CEO stated as we arrived at the final item of business. “I’d like you to run your eye over this Engineering Works we’ve acquired. See if there is anything we need to be concerned about and give them the usual ‘nothing to be worried about’ line.”“Sure, no problem,” I replied, smiling, though inwardly cursing the fact i’d be wandering round a factory full of blokes freaking out because a woman was in their factory. I gathered up my papers and headed down to the underground car park where my car would be waiting,I smiled as I approached the car. My driver Nicole, tall, blonde and efficient was waiting behind the wheel but sprang up and opened the back door for me. She looked so perfect in her black jacket and skirt you wouldn’t know they’d been ripped off her a couple of hours ago when she’d be told to get on her knees in the back of the car.I spent the hour driving to the factory concentrating on getting the background detail on the engineering works right. Occasionally, I would glance up at Nicole and admire the curve of her neck and the earlobe. Reminiscing about sucking and biting that neck earlier as I’d twisted her nipple with my thumb and finger, hearing her whimper and beg as I fingered her deep and hard and fast.At the Engineering works, I met the management team. They were all polite and slightly intimidated, which is always a good sign. Derek, the director seemed well meaning but tended to talk too much. I had already reviewed the figures before we went through with the acquisition so I asked for a tour of the building so I could get a better idea of scale and production first before we got into the nitty gritty.As we walked through the canteen, listening to Derek wittering on, I glanced round the room when suddenly I saw her. The Çukurambar escort bayan only woman in a sea of men. Perhaps that was what made her stand out at first but there was something about her I found mesmerising. She was sitting laughing at something a companion had said. Her eyes sparkled and her skin radiated a healthy glow. I felt my pussy tingle. I knew even then I had to have her.As casually as I could, I stopped Derek in mid flow and enquired who she was.“That’s Susan Hobson,” he replied. “She’s our newest and probably best project manager. her team are way ahead of target this month. She really knows how to inspire them,” he gushed. I glanced at him, wondering if he had a crush on her. Either way, it didn’t matter. I began formulating a plan in my head to ensnare this Susan Hobson.I carried on with the rest of the day, endless meetings as we discussed the financial future of the company. All in all it looked a good company and as the Holding Company, there was really little we would need to do or concern ourselves with as long as the money was rolling in. the shareholders would be happy. However, I could see he was nervous, obviously worried I was going to say there would have to be cuts or something when all at once the idea of how to get her came to me.As is the norm in most organisations, I figured the secretaries were the most efficient form of unofficial communication. I waited until I was standing in the outer office, within earshot of the three secretaries before announcing to Derek that there were concerns over the financial future of the company and there may be some redundancies. I moved to reassure him that we were going to keep the situation under review so wouldn’t be announcing anything official for the next few weeks.“I’m going to be here for the next few days shadowing some of the teams so I can see first hand what issues might be affecting productivity,” I told him. “I’ll start tomorrow with Hobson’s team. I’ll be here at 9.30,” I announced before turning and heading out to the waiting car.As I left I could see the shocked look on their faces and knew it would be all round the company within minutes.***As I sat in the Escort demetevler back seat of the car heading back to Head Office, I smiled to myself, eagerly anticipating tomorrow. I could feel the tingle between my legs and as the car sped along the dual carriageway, I leant back in the seat and slowly allowed my fingers to play over my body, a hand caressing my left breast while the other ran along my thigh, dipping inside my skirt.I could see Nicole glancing in the rear view mirror as she watched me lift my ass off the seat to allow me to pull my skirt up round my waist. I spread my legs, knowing she was watching as I ran a finger along my slit, feeling the moisture seep into the fabric of my panties. God I was wet already. The anticipation of the chase, or the hunt or whatever it was was sending intoxicating thoughts and desires from my pussy to my brain. My finger slipped inside the silk material and I groaned as I pushed it with a squelch inside me.“We’ll be back at Head Office in two minutes”, Nicole informed me as she watched me finger myself in the rear view mirror. My only response was to pull the sodden middle finger out of my panties and hold it up to her before slowly sucking it clean.Ever the professional, she didn’t let it affect her driving but I did smile as I saw her cheeks redden.***The next morning, I was up and showered and deciding what to wear by 7am. I decided to forego the usual black underwear and chose a little white lacy bra with matching panties. As I pulled the tan hold up stockings up my thighs I checked myself out in the mirror.I was petite and found that people almost always underestimated me because of my size. At 5’2” even wearing heels, I was the smallest in the room but I had played this to my advantage throughout my career.The white fitted blouse was tight enough to show the outline of the lacy bra through it. The wonderbra doing its best to accentuate my 30b chest. I slipped the fitted grey pencil skirt on, smoothing it down before putting my feet into my heels. I looked in the mirror as I ran the blood red lipstick around my lips. The redness in contrast to the pale skin and black hair. As I applied the finishing dikmen escort touches to my makeup, I started to fantasise about what how I was going to turn Susan Hobson into my new plaything.***I waited outside the boardroom until I heard Derek telling Hobson I was going to be shadowing her. I knew the jungle drums had let everyone know redundancies were on the cards so I knew she would be on edge.I walked in, playing it cool, barely glancing at her even though my pussy was tingling at the sight of her close up. The auburn hair had a gorgeous high sheen to it, her brown eyes sparkling and her lips were full and luscious. even though she was wearing overalls, her breasts looked firm and proud. At 5’7, she towered over me but what really fascinated me was how as she looked at me, her eyes seemed to glaze over, like her mind was elsewhere as he eyes seemed to be checking me out. Could this really be so simple I wondered.She showed me the female changing rooms and went off to get me a pair of overalls. I quickly stripped to my underwear and pretended to be getting undressed as she came back in. She stopped short, blushing when I turned round, she looked as if she had been admiring my ass. I stood, looking at her, challenging her with my eyes to say something. I was gauging if she was the confrontational type.She stood there, unsure what to do so I smiled, said “Thanks” and got dressed. Letting her watch as I covered up my lingerie with the blue overalls.I watched her as she led the team. She was a good leader. I could see she was fond of her team and led by example. I knew she would be protective of them. The rumours had obviously got to the team as all of them made nervous glances at me every time I wrote something down. I kept walking close by her, allowing my perfume to linger near her to remind her I was there.As the shift ended, I knew it was time to make a move.“Do you have time now for a quick chat?”, I asked her, giving her one of my fake smiles. “There are a few things I want clarification on before I write up the final report.”She appeared really thrown by this. “Of course”, she stammered, obviously worried that I had appeared to make a decision already on these redundancies.“Good”, I said, still smiling. “Let’s go and get changed out of these,” as I fingered at the cheap overall material while pulling a face.I followed her back to the changing room. I’ve always had a thing for taller, larger women. Making them do what they are told excites me. ‘Small woman syndrome’ one of my ex girl-friends called it.
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