"Very well Sam, I'll give you an opportunity. Come to my office tomorrow at noon, alone. And wear something sexy under your business attire," Mr. McMillan responded, then turned and let himself out of the house. Sam put her back to the door and sighed with relief. She had talked her way out of it! Sure, she might have to screw the boss a few times, but she still had the genius of Dr. Sam Yulgonski, and she'd think of a way out, it was only a matter of time. If Mr. McMillan thought he could control her forever, he was sadly mistaken.
The next day, Sam went to work. Denise's job as head of R&D; was an easy one. She went from one scientist to another, checking on their work, recording their progress, checking schedules and budgets.
At noon, she sauntered into Mr. McMillan's office and locked the door behind her. Looking up at him coyly, she batted her eyelashes and cooed in her sexiest voice "You... wanted to see me sir?" She put on an innocent expression and licked her pouty red lips sensuously.
"Indeed I did, Denise... get your beautiful ass over here," he replied as he stood up behind his desk. She walked slowly to him, her hips fluidly rotating with each step. She unbuttoned her blouse as she approached her boss.
"You've been a naughty girl, Denise. Very naughty. You need to be punished..." He reached around, grabbed her plump ass, and lifted her onto his desk.
She wrapped her long legs around his body and finished opening her blouse, revealing a lacy red bra underneath, pushing her soft, round breasts together and providing a valley of cleavage. "You're right sir, I've been a bad girl. Whatever will you do to me?" she continued.
Unzipping his pants, he slid out his erect penis. "I'm going to have to give you the shaft, Ms. Brewster," he said, and then kissed her roughly.
They had sex on his desk, and Sam was both grossed out and incredibly turned on by the experience. It was new to her, and Mr. McMillan was not a gentle lover by any means, but maybe that was how men of power treated women? She wasn't entirely soured on the idea, but she also didn't like being at the mercy of a man that had never shown much mercy in the 8 years she'd worked there as a scientist. She'd need to find some way to change the balance of power in their relationship, and one of the inventions another scientist had been working on might be just the ticket.
Back in the bosses' office though, Mr. McMillan was thinking the same thing. Sam had tried to please him out of fear, not real love. That was fun, for a bit, but he wanted her to truly lust after him the way Denise had, and also make sure she couldn't betray him, as she most definitely was scheming to do. He wasn't the boss for nothing, he could smell a backstab a mile away, and then beat it to the punch.
But which of them ultimately would prevail?
