I had a job in HR in a large corporation, over ten thousand employees. My area was the corporate group. It was budget time and it was the habit of the CEO to invite the back office managers and supervisors into the meetings, not so much to participate, but to get an idea of the overall budget and business. I was single then, pushing thirty. One of the Marketing managers gave a presentation, he was well rehearsed and got a standing ovation. That broke the ice and the budget meetings went along without so much pomp and ceremony. Sitting beside me was a man no one really knew what he did, except that he was a wheel, and we were the fenders. I asked him if he knew the marketing manager that spoke. He did and offered to introduce me. He asked if I did my late night work on my back or was I just pretending.
I saw that he paid attention to Suzie. Suzie was one of those girls who everyone who worked with her said she was competent. She worked in Financial Reporting, with all the CPA background and an MBA from Rice. She dressed older than she was, she was my age so not yet thirty. But she dressed older, in dresses. I could see that she had blue eyes, real blue eyes, and she had freckles. I guessed she was a B cup, maybe an A cup. She was one of those girls who had hips, which made her carry a broad ass in her dress. And the man next to me followed her around with his eyes. I asked him if he needed me to introduce her, but be aware she didn't work on her back, she was a sworn virgin.
So, tit for tat, I met the Marketing manager and he met Suzie. I watched him size her up, head to toe, paying a lot of attention at her skinny chest and broad hips. I bet my friend, not the Marketing guy, my friend from HR that he was going to pound her. He was laying pipe and she was going to accommodate him. We ended up in the same hotel, the budget meetings were always off property. Next to me, that was Suzie's room. I heard her bed hit the wall over and over and she shouted out things like not that and don't do that, but he did that, she wasn't going to wake up a virgin. In the morning he walked out of her room to go to his room and down to breakfast. Little Miss Suzie had to sit beside him and he kept his hand on her lap, pressing hard and she held his hand with both of hers, but she was toast already.
The whole next day in the meetings she kept looking at him, and he kept his eye on her. It's different, the girl is wondering what he is going to do to her and he is making sure no one else gets close to her. That night the Marketing manager took me out to dinner and we ended up playing in bed next to Suzie's. I screamed and asked for more and made sure she could hear me. I wanted her to know what a girl had to say in order for the man to keep on going. The next morning all the wheels were at one table and Suzie looked lonely. I invited her to sit with me, and asked her if she had gotten lucky. I whispered to her that I had gotten lucky that night and I had heard her the night before, and asked her if she would tell me who fucked her.
That night, after the budget meetings were done, and everyone headed back to the home office and the field offices the next morning, there was a reception with lots to drink. I asked Suzie if her lover boy was going to fuck her again. As with the other comments, she just got more and more embarrassed. I told her I was working on my lover boy from the meetings, and she should work on her lover boy and we could both be fucked at the same time, and we would knock on the wall to let the other one know she was getting it. I knocked and it took a while before Suzie knocked. I heard her by keeping very quiet, and my lover boy had to work down under. I heard her, this time she wasn't telling him to stop or not that, she was saying things like oh no, and why are you doing that to me. I made sure they heard us, I wanted him to know that his introduction was paying dividends, and for her to know that we were sisters now, we were both getting fucked by men in management.
