While Lilly continued talking, Kim subtly lowered her hand under her desk and slid it up her skirt. Her pussy was moist from the vibrator’s relentless teasing, and she longed to augment the pleasure. Kim leaned forward and gave Lilly a smile as her fingers rubbed against her mound, feeling the wet spot on her panties before slipping inside.
“Oh my,” Kim exclaimed with a wide smile.
“I know, right?” Lilly laughed, obviously ignorant of where Kim’s hands had wandered. “I can’t believe he thought he deserved a promotion.”
Lilly couldn’t believe how well this mentoring session was going, but as Lilly kept talking, she noticed how intently Kim was staring. Lilly almost felt uncomfortable, but she knew how lucky she was to have her CEO as a private audience, and she told herself to just be grateful. Still, something about Kim’s behavior was unnerving. Kim’s gaze was piercing, and her smile was almost overly friendly. Kim’s body language indicated she was engrossed in Lilly’s discussion, but Lilly couldn’t imagine that her world was all that interesting to a CEO. Kim was leaned forward, and her breathing was slow and deep. Lilly couldn’t help but notice how the CEO’s breasts softly rose and fell.
Meanwhile, out of sight under the desk, Kim’s hand was inside her panties and fingering her clit. Unlike the meeting earlier, Kim wasn’t fighting her orgasm; she embraced it this time. Lilly was talking, but Kim barely heard any of the words. She was drunk on arousal, and both the vibrator and her own finger had her edging hard. As she reached orgasm, she held her finger pressed down on her clit as the intensity on the vibrator increased yet again. She maintained her composure, though, as she orgasmed, the only real indication being an involuntary shudder, but Kim felt the warmth and energy fill her body as her eyes grew wide, and she exhaled a deep breath while Lilly continued speaking.
As Kim drifted back into reality, she noticed Lilly staring expectantly at her.
“So, what do you think I should do?” Lilly asked, her big soft eyes eagerly looking up at Kim.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Kim responded with an unexpected question.
Lilly was taken aback by the personal nature of the query. Up till now, their relationship had been strictly professional.
“I – I don’t,” Lilly stammered.
“A pity,” Kim said absentmindedly, noting that “I only ask because sometimes it’s nice to have a close someone to confide and consult with on those kinds of things.”
At that moment, Kim raised her left hand back on the desk, and she noticed the wetness on her fingers, quickly grabbing a tissue to wipe it off. Lilly noticed the wet glean on Kim’s fingers, too, and she couldn’t figure out how any liquid could’ve gotten on them during the meeting. And then Lilly recognized an odor in the air. At first, she couldn’t quite place the scent, and then she recognized it. But it couldn’t be, she thought.
“Is something wrong?” Kim asked in concern at the confused look on Lilly’s face.
“No, no,” Lilly apologized. “We’re at the end of our time, though and I know you’re busy, so I should just get going,” she said meekly as she quickly excused herself from the office.
As Kim stood up to say goodbye, Lilly noticed how the hem of Kim’s skirt fell, as if it had been hiked up under her desk. Lilly’s mind was racing, processing everything she had just witnessed. The lustful looks, excited reactions, wet fingers, and the hiked-up skirt all added up to a lot of suspicious clues, and she was scared to think what it all meant.
Lilly quickly exited the office, but she stopped after turning the corner to shake her head in disbelief. But it couldn’t be, she thought. Then again, what else could it be, she wondered?
*****
Kim was alone in her office once more, and she collapsed into her executive chair, thankful for the free time between meetings. She tried to collect her thoughts. It was only 9:30 AM, and she had already cum twice at work, which was two more orgasms than she ever had on the job in her previous 20 years working at Geneco.
Although she had initially loathed the idea of wearing the remote vibrator, her body was still shaking from the thrill of climaxing while surrounded by her friends and co-workers. Still, she knew she was wading in dangerous waters. The corporation’s senior leadership team mistook her orgasm for malady, and she was pretty sure that Lilly hadn’t suspected anything during their meeting a few minutes ago, but she knew just one slip-up could ruin her. And yet, the thrill of exposure undeniably turned her on, and that realization scared her because she knew she wanted to keep chasing that thrill, that high. She knew, though, as titillating as it was, it would catch up with her at some point.
Kim’s phone beeped a text alert.
Nick: Enjoying yourself?
Kim: No comment.
Nick: Did you cum in your 9 AM meeting?
Kim: How did you know I have a 9 AM?
Nick: Because your calendar is publicly available. Right now, you should be alone in your office.
Kim cursed under her breath, having forgotten her calendar was accessible to anyone in the company.
Nick: Go on video chat.
Kim sighed, but she followed Nick’s command, calling him using a video call function. As her tormentor’s image filled the screen, the reality of her situation hit home hard. He had an almost sinister smile, clearly relishing her blackmailed obedience. How could she let herself be controlled by some dopey looking new hire, she wondered? She recognized the break room Nick was standing in. Thankfully, he appeared to be alone at present. At least he’s got enough sense to not talk to her about their arrangement within earshot of anyone else, she sighed.