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A Bet Leads To Domination In The Office | LordXorph | 8

 

You stick the remote in your pocket and head to the meeting room. Your boss Frank and 's best friend Rebecca are there already. Frank is a balding man in his fifties and a bit of an idiot. He's wearing a badly fitting suit and a tie so hideous it should be banned under the Geneva Convention, and he's peering at his papers with the solemn focus only an idiot can manage.

Rebecca is a pretty redhead in her twenties. She and knew each other before either came to work here, and hang out quite a bit.

sits down gingerly, but only you notice her wince slightly. You take a seat opposite her, and as far from Frank as possible, which happens to be next to Rebecca. You've still got your hand on the remote, and you turn up the butt-plug dial for a split second. shoots you a surprised look and you smile innocently.

"Thanks for coming everyone." says Frank. "As you know sales have been down and we need to take steps to get more business." Yeah, you think, sales are down because you spend all day in your office playing Minesweeper instead of actually meeting potential clients. Fool. Frank drones on and on about sales figures, but you're not concentrating because every now and then you fiddle with one of 's dials. She is trying to remain composed, but you actually get her to shift in her seat once or twice, and there's a sheen of sweat on her forehead. Frank doesn't notice of course, and you're pretty sure Rebecca is paying attention to him.

Finally Frank winds up his boring crap and says, ", why don't you give us your report on the Dennett-Michelson account." She jumps a little and says, "OK." hurriedly. You turn up the juice, and she gives you a pleading look - please don't mess with me during my talk! But of course you will.

As starts talking you randomly turn dials on the remote. At first she keeps her composure, despite looking flushed and sweating a bit, but you can see her hips begin to move a little and she starts stumbling over her words. "...so we can't expect to see -EEE!-- a big impuhpuhpuhrovement in our buzzing- er I mean business- until, er, mmmm..aaah."

Frank leans forward. ", are you sure you're alright? You look a bit peaky."

"Um, I do feel a bit out of sorts!" replies a bit too quickly.

"Well, this meeting is almost over anyway." says the idiot Frank. "You might as well take the rest of the day off sick."

shoots you a venomous glance and escapes from the room. You try to suppress a smirk. Frank gathers his papers and leaves as well.

Rebecca leans over and whispers in your ear, "Mind if I play with 's remote control?"

You're stunned. How did she know? She sees your shocked look and giggles. "Oh come on, ! Do you think I didn't see you fiddling around in your pocket? I've worn one of those things before myself, I knew immediately what was going on. So are you going to let me make her squirm or not?"

 

Give Rebecca a turn?


          Hand over the remote

 
 
 

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