The Meeting [F][M][Oral]

Thursday meetings remind me of the monotonous hum of the offices Keurig. The slow whirl of the water heating right before the almost predictable flow of dark brown caffeinated water comes pouring out. A matter of life for all of five seconds only to come crashing down as k-cup after k-cup get dispensed into the trash and the majority of it’s time is left with silence. Just like my current living situation. One boyfriend after another slowly dispensed into the revolving cycle of the desperate companion pool. Days like today sitting here listening to the CFO spout off numbers and figures for the projected first quarter are about as interesting as the flavors of that machine offered. Dark Roast, inviting, strong and gives you a sense of the ability to accomplish something worth undertaking. Morning Breakfast, the warm sun licking at your skin, just enough to put you on your A game for the day. Both rather unappetizing in the current atmosphere with a monotone voice slowly rambling about how our projected outcome doesn’t look sharp due to contracts being down over the holiday season. If they would just consider the expansion of Polymer Industries advance robotics division maybe they could see the potential of hitting it big. All of which falls on deaf ears as Mike, the CFO, thinks it’s just another fly by night restructure to free up some funds for the main business. Now Brad on the other hand is a whole different cup of coffee who could possibly be pursued to see the opportunity at hand. Never met an individual quite like Brad. Supposedly, he attended a private college somewhere upstate and obtained his master’s in business. What he really did, was exert all his time an effort into chiseling his physique that even Leonardo’s Vitruvian Man would need more work. In my current state of affairs, it would be rather inappropriate to dwell to long on how his cheek bones cut sharp lines out of his face or how through his tailored shirt his forearms bulge at the seams from what must be hours spent at the gym each day. How his perfectly pleated slacks bunch up at his crotch reveling ever so slightly the outline of his…..

 

“Michelle.” A sharp crack snaps me back to the here and now.
Slightly red faced and a touch of flustered carrying through my voice, “Yes Mike?”

 

“Anything the matter?” he quipped

 

“Nothing of importance other than the fact I think you should really take the opportunity to explore the possibility of Polymer Industries new robotic division. I’m telling you the numbers check out and this could be a huge opportunity for them which could in turn result in a huge pay day for us.”

 

“What makes you so sure this is something we need to pursue.” Bewildered Mike responded

 

Oh, now he is going to question me instead of cutting me off completely. Fine! I’ve been prepared. “If the sales figure in the robotic industries keep steadily increasing as they have over the past two quarters, I think we are in speculation of a multimillion dollar contract. I have researched numerous outlets and every last one of them are showing a huge abundance of purchases around first quarter with Capex authorizations going through. Brad is more than welcome to go over the figures and double check what I am saying, but I’m telling you this could be huge.”

 

A brief pause as he ponders my words and with a contract of a few million on the line maybe he will take me seriously for once.

 

Exasperated, “Fine! Michelle, set up a visit to Polymer Industries in regard to a potential contract. I want every detail they are willing to cough up and I want the report in your findings the following day from the visit. Brad, I want you to accompany Ms. Michelle and I want you to set the arrangements up. She has a lot of leg work and I need you there as a second set of eyes in case she overlooks a detail worth noting. We have a lot on the line if we are going to bid on this and I’m not going to have another lost contract due to some unknown financial overlook. Everyone in agreeance?

 

The amount of emotions that flooded through I’m sure were highly noticeable on my face. How dare he question my ability to do my job, but in turn given me an opportunity to travel with Brad in all that pure erogenous masculinity. As a flush of warm blood rushed to my face, I simply muttered, “Sure.”

 

“I’ll have the arrangements set as soon as I receive word from Michelle that the meeting is scheduled. I recommend a three-day trip at this point. The first day we will need for arrival and preparation followed by the second day for a tour of the facility and a meeting to discuss the business aspects of the contract. The third day will be travel once again and I’ll be sure to arrive at the office that day to finish the remaining risk assessment of the company. If you have anything further to add, please feel free to let me know.”

 

Of all the days I would have never expected what I just heard today. Flabbergasted is the only thing that comes to mind. Three days traveling with this ever seeming Greek god chiseled from marble who walked right out of the Parthenon. I could not believe my ears at what I just heard little lone able to comprehend. The growing hunger in the pit of my stomach further complicates the situation. I couldn’t bare to be in this meeting much longer nor able to look him in the face with what pornographic images were running through my head. The sweet essence slowly accumulating at the base of my pussy straining against the fabric of my panties just goes to show how much I long for a rock hard throbbing cock between my legs. If he is as much endowed as his physique offers the eyes, I’m sure any woman would be satisfied covering that cock in her climax. Unable to shake my thoughts, twisting to regain my composure made for an unpleasant affair sitting in this chair.

 

“That settles it. Michelle, I expect a follow up email to notify me of the progress on the visit and Brad, you as well with the itinerary. Dismissed and see you all bright and early tomorrow,” Mike enthusiastically exclaimed.

 

Rushed as I currently felt I couldn’t bother to turn my flushed red face to either of them as I exited the conference room. I had to get out of there and to my car for a fresh breath of air and a minute to collect myself. This wasn’t happening and I’ll be damned if dreams don’t come true.

 

Just then a hand grazed my shoulder as a sign to hold up and turn around. Standing in front of me now was pure ecstasy of human flesh. 6’3, no doubt heavily into crossfit just by the proportions of his chest, shoulders and arms which at the current moment were erect and inviting. I’ve never experience this feeling before, but I wanted nothing more than to have those arms slowly slide across my back and embrace me with the strength they exude. His cologne was slight, almost citric to the nose, but sweet enough to welcome a second breath. Gazing upon him knocked the wind out of your lungs and made everything south burn with desire. God couldn’t have made a more perfect human than what was currently standing before me.

 

“Good evening Michelle. I’m sure you have a load on your plate with this upcoming contract negotiation. I’m here to assure you I will have everything on the back end lined out. Please do not worry about anything other than winning the negotiation. I look forward to accompanying you on this trip and if there is anything you need assistance on, please feel free to contact me. Best of the evening to you,” Brad explained

 

His tone flat and strong caressed your face as if every word was projected with upmost clarity. Almost to the point it felt like a song and he was playing the keys to your heart. At the current moment he was playing the keys to my clit as it throbbed and slightly rubbed against the silk thong I hardly wear. I’d had enough. I needed to get home, strip these clothes off and jump in the shower. I couldn’t stand another thought of this guy and every second I left standing in this cooridor left me that much more soiled. Physically as my pussy decided to soak my panties and start leaking onto my leg and mentally cause the only thing I could think of was pushing him into one of the bathroom stalls, unzipping his pants and slowly pulling that throbbing cock out. I would be on my knees in an instance as I swallowed whatever he had to offer. Swallowing every inch to the back of my throat as I wrap my hands around that pulsating shaft stroking him gracefully milking him for that sweet load I know he is going to shoot in the back of my throat. I yearned for it. Wanted to beg for it. To late now as he is already left for the day. All I have to look forward to is that hitachi wand sitting in my bedside table. It’ll have to do cause this lady needs a release and now.

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