Advancement is such a dirty scheme (Tatcon and devxx)

[Tatcon Valdez]

Max Morsely had a history, or at least that was the rumour that circulated the office from time to time. They said that he was a nymphomaniac, and that he would sexually assault any woman who turned him down. Most people had a giggle at this, it was so absurd that few believed it and rightly so, Max had no such disorder and had never been charged with a crime in this woman-empowering age. But where had this rumour began, and why did it seem that Max was the target of many questionable girls who lost their jobs shortly after the rumours started all over again?

Well, it was hard to tell. Being a top tier manager at one of the more stable and profitable companies in the world came with its vices and virtues, and it seemed common that the girls he hired to be his assistants were rather shallow and manipulative creatures who wanted to use whatever gifts they had to rocket themselves up the corporate ladder on Max's back.

More often than not, he didn't fall for it and had the girls fired.

But for some strange reason the thirty five year old executive kept hiring young, ambitious girls to the position of his assistant. Maybe it was a way of stroking his ego, made worse by his medium length jet black hair that framed a still young looking face of Asian descent, strong jawed with keen, dangerous eyes. He stood at an even six feet, the gift from his father's side of the family with a medium build that sat well in the typical pinstripe suits he wore.

But who was the new girl he hired?

 

[Devxx]

Black heels clacked on the pale tile as the owner walked purposefully down the long hallway towards the office. With a manila folder full of papers in one hand and a hot coffee in the other the young girl navigated through the maze of cubicles and people in order to reach her goal. She had only been here for a short while but already her presence was beginning to garner attention for the other office drones. All one really had to do was look at her and realize that she was one of his girls. They were always young, pretty and ambitious above all else.

Evon Rienna had jumped at the chance to become Max Morsely's new assistant. After the previous one had been fired under curious circumstances people had started telling her rumors about her new boss and even though she feigned interest she really couldn't care one bit. This whole equal rights, female empowerment movement was a bunch of bullshit if you asked her. Sure the big companies would talk about equality until their faces turned blue but behind closed doors the executives would all laugh at the idea. If you wanted to be powerful in the corporate world and you were a women then there was a few things you'd have to do if you wanted to get anywhere.

Pushing open the office door she walked into the large room where the man was currently working. "Good morning sir." Evon said cheerful as her auburn hair swished from side to side in her loose ponytail. "I brought you the day's reports and some coffee." She made her way over to the desk and placed the objects in her hands down before turning to look at him. One thing she could be grateful for was that at least her boss was attractive and young. It would be annoying to have to feign interest in some eighty year old CEO when she had the handsome man in front of her.

By standards Evon was an attractive woman. She was only twenty two years old and her youth showed in her curved and toned body. Soft red hair framed her face as cool blue eyes examined the world around her. She was only 5'5" tall though with the aid of her heels she could come up to her boss's chest. Today she was wearing a black skirt that was just short enough to show off her legs. Her white blouse had the top two buttons unbuttoned giving whoever sought it an eyeful of her ample cleavage.

Standing across from him she waited patiently to be told what was on the agenda for the day.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

When he had started the hiring process for a new assistant, Max was sure that for once it might be in his best interest to hire a girl who could actually do assistant work, because while it was fine and good to just have a pretty face around, sometimes there wasn't enough time in a day to get done what needed to be. So he had hired this little bombshell, and exquisite number who actually seemed to have a worthwhile brain between her ears as well as a body worth a ravaging, though up to this point he hadn't bothered; there was still much work to be done.

Including this folder. After she had placed it on his desk he would open it slowly as he brought the cup of coffee to his lips and took a sip. "Before we get down to business," he said, his baritone voice vibrating in his strong throat, "I want to say that you again made a perfect cup of coffee. Good thing for an assistant." He said without looking at her, taking another sip as he filed through the papers before him.

"Now, let me ask you this. Our company is moving into a position to take over a small farming company in south east Taiwan. As far as we know they break even at best, and even a fusion of our money will do little to help it. So let me ask you little Evon, why would we bother buying this company at all?" He asked, looking over at her and giving a very obvious once over before focusing on her seductive blue optics.

 

[Devxx]

Evon sat down across from him, watching as he thumbed through the files before taking a sip of the coffee. She couldn't help but smirk a bit at his comment since apparently it took so much skill to fill a pot with water and press a button. If his former assistants couldn't even do that right then this was going to be easier then she thought. Although it was strange that he hadn't even tried to make a move on her yet. Sure he'd make the passing glance but usually by now they would have already started with the comments and suggestions of what they could be doing after work. It seemed like she'd have to take a more aggressive approach with this one.

"Well sir," Evon began as she crossed one leg over the other, giving him a better view of her figure "it could just be to get our foot in the door. Admittedly, agriculture no longer controls the market like it used to now that the country has become industrialized but if we start out slow we could build valuable contacts there in other industries." Dumb was one thing the girl was not and she'd never had to play dumb like the other assistants who spent their time talking about clothes and jewelry. No, she wanted power and the only way to get it would be to understand everything she could about the company.

"Of course there are other reasons as well." She brought her pen to her full red lips and sucked gently on the tip as if she were deep in thought. The action might seem as unconscious as if one were tapping their fingers on a desk but it was completely deliberate. "If we sink enough money into it we would be able to write it off on our taxes as a loss. Sure we would lose a bit in the funding of the company but it would still be less then what we'd have to pay in taxes."

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

Max leaned back in his chair as he listened to her talk about her own suppositions as to why their massive company would waste their capital on such a small minnow. He had left out one big detail which stood as the central reason to the buy out, but this little question had been a test. Whether she had passed or failed at this point though wasn't entirely clear. As she finished her ideas he nodded his head a bit, and leaned forward.

"I give you credit Evon, you have presented reasonable why's and possibilities which would make them profitable in a small way. But obviously you didn't check the folder to see the real reason why, and for that, undo one more button on your shirt." He said plainly, as if he was talking to no one in particular. "If you want to move forward in this company, you have to do some leg work on what your superiors are doing. The reason we are buying the company is because they have cobbled together a new type of rice harvester which with a small investment, we can buy the rights to, turn around, and sell it as an American tool to Taiwan's enemy, China. Seven hundred and eighty two million dollars profit."

Leaning back in his chair, he crossed his arms over his chest and looked at her for a long moment before leaning forward and writing on a piece of paper in the file folder, before closing it up. "Take the folder down to Mr. Tryvisk, and when you come back, make sure to bring the Corporate Meetings folder." He said dismissively before waving her away and pushing the folder towards her.

 

[Devxx]

Blue eyes narrowed as she listened to him explain just why they had such an interest in the little company. If this had been a game she would have said he cheated but his logic still stood to reason that she should have made herself more familiar with what she was handing him. Smirking slightly she undid one of the buttons on her shirt so now people could see peeks of her red lace bra through the thin material. Other people might have been screaming sexual harassment or been blushing at the request but she did it all with ease. If this was a game it was one she planned on winning.

Her eyes never left his as he stared at her before writing something down and pushing the folder towards her. "As you wish sir." The girl said deliberately as she got up off the seat and leaned down to pick up the folder. Her movements were slow and precise, making sure that he had enough time to get a good look at her cleavage. Taking the folder in one hand she made her way out the door and towards Tryvisk's office.

"Mr. Morsely wanted me to give you this and he also requested the Corporate Meetings folder." Evon said as she handed the older man the folder before taking the other one he offered back. Tryvisk quirked an eyebrow at her shirt, making no secret of checking her out before he shook his head and went back to work. Whatever Morsely did was none of his business but it looked like he might have his hands full with this one.

Thanking the older man Evon started walking back to her boss's office. This time she made sure to take a couple of minutes to flip through the folder and get herself acquainted with the information in case he decided to test her again. "Here is the folder you wanted sir." She said as she handed it over to him. There was something about the man that was intriguing. On the surface he seemed to be in complete control of the world around him. His primary focus was his business and he handled everything with a cold indifference. Something about that attitude made her want to back him into a wall just to see him sweat.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

If anyone would have confided in Max that Evon was going to be a handful for him, he would have given a one of his indifferent shrugs and returned to his work. In truth he wanted her to be a challenge, but he was sure that he could use her own sense of superiority against her, but time would tell as he had to end his musings because she was walking into the office.

The folder had just contained the minutes of the upcoming meeting that was to happen between all the executives of the north american branch. "Thank you Evon. Now, go grab a coffee, and then come back. I want you here for the meeting." Max commanded as he went over the folder and then switched to his computer, again dismissing her absently. However what was brewing in his mind for the meeting was anything but ignoring her.

 

[Devxx]

The girl frowned slightly as he dismissed her before returning to his work. There were thousands of executives in the world and she had to get the one who was actually more interested in getting his work done instead of messing around and acting like a spoiled kid. Well that was just fucking peachy.

Filling up one of the coffee pots with water she pressed a button and waited for the coffee to start brewing. Her mind was going a mile a minute as she tried to figure out just what she could do to get Max away from his work for even a minute. Maybe she should get naked, put a bow on her head and sit on his desk. Pft, that would probably just remind him of their Christmas sales and he'd send her all over the building to get the projections for what they looked like this year.

Hearing the coffee maker come to a halt she grabbed a cup and poured the hot liquid in it. At least she'd have a chance to sit in on the executive meeting. The people in that room could easily buy out half the world so the more she knew about them the better. Evon walked in the office and tried to resist the urge to pour the hot coffee on Max's head out of sheer frustration.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

It was always to Max's advantage to keep his assistants in the dark to his plans, and Evon was proving his point even further. He knew it from the moment he had seen her in the interview that this girl knew what had to be done to advance herself past the glass ceiling, and she was more than willing to do it. That made her dangerous, because she was smart and ambitious, and if worse came to worse a girl like her could manipulate her way into any kind of situation which might send her skyrocketing up the professional ladder at a dizzying speed. Unless, of course, she had so controlled a boss as himself. His parents and his heritage had taught him well, and he wouldn't let some brainy bombshell of a girl upset the balance of his control now. Not now, and not ever.

However, one must give to receive, so when she returned, he gave the simple command of "Close the door. I don't want any disturbances during the meeting." Once the deed would be done he would turn towards the conference telephone set and dial in the numbers to allow him to join in. Within a few moments the set was alive with the joking banter of half a dozen rich, powerful businessmen.

It would be Max who brought the meeting to order, and it was apparent that he would be the one chairing this particular meeting, and without a moments hesitation, he got to the first order of business.

"The buyout of Shen-tsang farming equipment in Taiwan. The purchase has to come from our North American Branch so we can use the trust with the Chinese to sell the completely project." He started, the whole while writing on a little note pad in front of him. "The question is profit margins. Who has the highest margin to make the investment without causing temporary instability?" While the other execs worked out the numbers, he held up what he had been writing, a small message for Evon.

The first page read, "You get to sit here and learn about business and politics, and you do as I say." Slowly he flipped the page, "To start, take off your shirt and hike up your skirt. Assets need to be shared."

 

[Devxx]

Closing the door behind her Evon watched as Max got to work with the meeting. Technology these days was amazing in that it could connect some of the richest and most powerful men in all of the world and bring them together in to one small office. Sure it might seem like they were only talking about a small bit of farming equipment but the implications were anything but small. It was politics on the global scale, buy something from an ally and sell it directly to their enemy. They'd let all the global leaders deal with the fallout while they sat back and just watched the money pour in. This wasn't just business, it was art.

Blue eyes watched Max intently as he dealt with the men on the phone. He was in control, that was apparent, and it was almost like a sports game how he could bring the other men to order at the discussion at hand. She had to admit that he knew what he was doing and he did it with elegance.

Quirking her eyebrow she read with message with interest. A smirk appeared on her face as he flipped the page and she read just what was in store. Slowly, her hands worked over the tiny white buttons as she began to unbutton them. Each one showed either the creamy skin beneath the shirt or a flash of red from her bra. Sliding the shirt off her body she placed it neatly on the chair next to her before she started lifting the skirt up inch by inch until he could clearly see her ass in the matching lace panties she wore.

Licking her lips she stared right at him, her eyes never leaving his. Most people might have been embarrassed by now and trying to cover themselves up but she just stood there waiting for her next order. This wasn't high school and she wasn't some teenage girl with dreams about prince charming and happily ever after. Real life wasn't anything like a fairy tale and hey, if you've got it you should flaunt it.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

As Max eyed her exposing herself slowly to him he remained stone faced and attentive, however he took in every curve of her body as she exposed it and all the while he was not missing a beat of the meeting he was having. Even when she licked her lips like the keen little seductress she was, he managed to talk their pacific executive into putting forward the proposal to be the one to buy Shen-tsang, while the Eastern Canada branch would buy the rights to manufacture the rice collector. He even managed to get the Southern U.S. office to start trying negotiations with Japan for a small scale version of the machine, one which would be founded completely by a foreign investor.

And again Max was busy on the note pad, and when he was done, he would show it to her again. "The secret to advancement is buying someone else's intelligence for a marginal price, and then manipulate the idea to appeal to others" flip of the page, "so that they will spend the money to make it a reality. That way you spend very little money of your own, and make a sizable profit." Again, he flipped the page as he looked back up to her, "Now, bra and panties come off and give me a show.." flip, "...keep it quiet, or you're fired." The stone gaze never broke, especially when he started talking again to his cohorts from around the continent.

 

[Devxx]

She could almost laugh at the absurdity of it all. As far as the other people on the line knew, he was focused completely on the project at hand with absolutely no distractions to pull him away. They probably wouldn't have guessed that currently he was getting a strip show from his assistant while managing a plan to bring in hundreds of millions of dollars into the company.

Again he held up the notebook and she read it quickly. These weren't stupid doodles or lewd messages, they were actually valuable pieces of information she'd need later on in her career. It was almost like he was turning this into a lesson and for each bit of info she got she had to remove an article of clothing. With a wicked smile she put her finger to her lips signifying that she'd be quiet.

Reaching behind her back she slowly undid the clasp of her bra before tossing the fabric onto the floor. Already her d-cup chest was reacting to the cold air in the office as her nipples started getting hard. Running her hands slowly over her chest she brought them down to her panties and hooked her thumbs at the top of the loose fabric. All the meanwhile her eyes never left him, watching to see what kind of reaction she'd get from the stone faced man. Pushing the fabric down her hands trailed over her ass as she bent down slowly so he could see the curve of her ass behind her. Then with one quick motion the panties were in a pile with the bra and she was standing completely naked in front of him.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

The absurdity of it all was what made it all the more convincing for Max that this girl might actually be worth the time and effort to train, and, more importantly some might say, sleep with in the process. She had a genuine uniqueness to her that made this game all the more amusing to Max, and though he might be tempted to break the stone face to show his approval of her approaches he knew that would play into her own scheme. That was something he could not afford to do, not yet anyway, though he would not hesitate to watch her every move with cool determination and a sensational attention to detail. Yep, she was a dangerously beautiful girl, and as thought, she was not afraid to use toe assets she had.

However, the meeting had to come to a newer point of contention which centered on working with the U.S. and Canadian governments to help stimulate the economy in their individual regions. This is where Max started to write again as he spoke, talking about very specific charities and small companies who could benefit from some injections to hire more people and complete certain jobs, mostly public works. In mid conversation he moved the phone away from his desk to a small bookcase nearby before raising the notebook again.

"When fishing for tax cuts, you should look to home, not overseas as you thought. Local governments love local companies to help local people, so they give the bigger payouts." Licking his finger, he would soon flip the page, "supporting small companies who have government contracts give sponsorship status= free advertising + tax cuts==more profit." Scratching the light stubble on his chin, he moved his chair back from the table a bit, though made sure she could still read the pad. "Next step for you: Lie down on my desk, and play with yourself. Move your body as you will, but again, stay silent."

 

[Devxx]

He remained as unreadable as ever even with what was going on around him. Even with his assistant naked in front of him and the topic of conversation changing his face was a stone wall not letting anything affect it. There was something about that which drove Evon crazy.She wanted to see him squirm even just a bit just to make sure there was still a human under that suite.

Another message, another lesson and another order. Taking her hair out of the ponytail she let it fall down her back as she made her way to his desk. Gently she slid herself on his desk, always facing him and always watching his face. The cold material felt good against her warm skin as she felt goosebumps crawl up her arm as she got herself situated. Laying down on her back her legs dangled slightly over the edge while the rest of her body laid out on the desk. Licking her lips again she gave him another smirk before doing as she was told.

Slowly she moved her left hand down to her breast as she started kneading the fleshy mounds under it. Her skin tingled at the sensation as her nipples grew harder from being played with. Roughly she grabbed her breasts and played them them, enjoying the feeling of massaging them under hand. Then her right hand started to go down her body, tracing every curve until it came to rest on her hairless pussy. With her index finger and middle finger she started to rub her clit as it sent sparks of pleasure through her. Her back arched slightly as she took in a deep breath trying to keep herself silent as her body reacted to being touched.

As she continued to rub herself she could feel herself getting wet from the stimulation. Now her two fingers started sliding up an down her slit being coated in her juices. Deciding that was enough she slid in one finger and then the other before she started to pump in and out of her pussy. Blue eyes closed for a moment as she tried to regain herself, always making sure to stay quiet so those on the phone would be none the wiser. When she opened them again she stared directly at Max, the wicked grin on her face as she watched him.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

Max had allowed his cohorts to speak while he actually took the time to watch her do a devious little deed upon his own desk, and again that critical eye was all that was apparent in his eyes, taking in every curve of her muscles and the way her body reacted to her own stimulation. It was a beautiful sight to say the least, especially with the way she grinned and looked at him after she collected herself a bit more.

But what had allowed Max the moment of silence? A debate between his equals over whether or not the listed small companies were worth the careful investment of their money. Max didn't intervene whenever people argued his carefully argued points because there was very little point. Max was always right, he knew the math and the smart decisions that maximized profit margins and made everyone bloody rich, but some people were always more interested in arguing than just accepting his position and doing the smart thing. So he instead focused on the small piece of art on his desk, before starting to write on his note pad once more, a contemplation coming to his head.

"Sit up, and turn to face me. I want to watch to play, and to see if you will do what I ask when I tell you to play with your behind as well as your womanhood. Do well, maybe you can earn a chance to wrap your lips around my member." It was a rather bold statement on his behalf, but he had the right, he was an executive, and this little girl was playing right into his hand in the most perfect way.

 

[Devxx]

Getting up, her eyes scanned over the notepad as she read what he had written. She quirked her eyebrow as she read the last part, there was more then a touch of arrogance in that message. She knew people like him and their game was always about control. They like sitting back and watching the pieces fall as they moved everything around them. He wanted dominance, he wanted to show the world his power. Funny thing about power though, it left just as easily as it came.

Sitting up on the desk she continued to thrust in and out of herself as she felt more pleasure surge through her body. Her hand left her breasts and made it's way around her back sliding over her ass as she played with her pucker. Slowly her finger traced around the hole sending sparks flying through her body as she struggled to keep quiet. Closing her eyes she suppressed a moan as she pushed her finger in and started thrusting both hands in rhythm. Her breathing was becoming heavier put still she didn't let out a noise.

All the while she watched him as he worked. Flowing so seamlessly between discussing the best course of action and watching her fuck herself on his desk. As the warm feeling continued to grow inside of her she kept her eyes locked onto his. She wasn't ashamed or embarrassed of what she was doing and actually found it rather enjoyable. No, now it was like she was challenging him. Everything he'd had her do she did and now her eyes held his wondering if this was the best he could come up with.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

The spark of challenge and resistance in her eyes, that was something he couldn't avoid looking at, even as she whipped herself into a frenzy on his desk, she still wanted to give him a bit of resistance because, let's face it, it was the type of girl she was, and it was the type of girl he wanted. But he never became distracted, for the moment one of the other executives said, "Max, are you really sure about this list?" He replied with a simple and unwavering "Yes."

Once again he was back to the notepad, writing as they discussed the steps necessary to support this smaller companies and reap the benefits of tax cuts. Near the end of the conversation though he held up the notepad again, and it read thusly. "You've passed this test so far little slut. Get dressed and leave. Sleep with an intern if you need release, but for now you go back to your office and do your job." There was a definite finality in the way he had written this statement that made it clear she had no room for discussion, mostly because he had turned halfway away from her and returned to the telephone conversation.

Sever her pleasure, and see how she reacts. A classic.

 

[Devxx]

Tilting her head slightly she read the message thoroughly. So that was his game huh? Show his control by cutting her off just when she was at the brink and then telling her to be on her way. Evon was pissed but she wasn't about to show it in front of him. She needed her release but maybe she'd take him up on his suggestion and drag one of the cute interns into an empty office and fuck his brains out.

Getting up from the desk she took her fingers out of her pussy and slowly licked them, making sure Max got a good view as she sucked the juices off her fingers. Then she made her way to her clothing and carefully put them back on, making sure that nothing was out of place. Putting her hair back in the ponytail she caught her reflection in the mirror and decided that everything was as it should be. No one would know about her little show.

Gathering her papers in her hand she looked over her shoulder and gave Max a quick smirk before making her way out of his office. She was annoyed with him sending her off but she wasn't about to let him know that. Her pride wouldn't let him know she was disappointed.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

No matter how she acted, Max had known he had one this small round of head butting between him and his fiery little assistant. This was going to be an excellent little game, and when the phone call had ended he decided to just take a moment and enjoy the scene outside his window. Then he would get back to work, writing and talking and doing all the amazing things that executives do to enjoy their expensive paychecks.

Just a few moments before closing time a message would arrive on Evon's desk, a piece of notepad paper that simply read, "At 5, go get dinner, then come back. I need your assistance on a proposal." He always left things intentionally cryptic, but he was thinking that maybe the smart firecracker that moonlighted as his assistant deserved another lesson. In what was to be determined, she'd have to show up first.

To bide his time he simply kept writing the proposal. There was some good to having a smart assistant: he could bounce ideas off her to start and they could actually come to a working conclusion without degrading into mindless dribble he didn't care about. Now he was curious what she would do. How far would she be pushed before she decided to try some other executive hack?

 

[Devxx]

The girl sat at her desk, busily typing up memos and responding to emails about this and that. Compared to what had happened earlier the rest of the day had been pretty uneventful except for her little meeting with one of the marketing interns. Sometimes her job could be exciting and then others it was dull as dirt. She had to spend the better part of the day fielding calls from a sales rep who was too stupid to figure out how to submit their order request.

Hearing the sound of footsteps she looked up from her desk as another woman came by and handed her a piece of notepad paper with a message. Funny, it looked like all their communicating was through paper today. Looking over at the clock she saw it was ten minutes to five. She logged off her computer, gathered her papers and threw the message in the trash before making her way to the little deli across the street. After the day's activities she was hungry and would need to extra energy if he was going to keep her in late for work.

Grabbing a sandwich she munched on it as she made her way back to the office. Almost everyone else was gone for the day except for the few stragglers who were rushing to get their work done before they hit the bar. The lights in Max's office were still on but that wasn't anything unusual. He was always here late and often she wondered if he actually had a life outside of work.

"The Atlanta branch called and the manager wanted to talk to you as soon as he could. Also, you're meeting this Thursday was called off so you're free from one to four." Her tone was all business as she put down some papers he needed to take a look at. No mention of what happened earlier as she finished off her sandwich and got ready to get back into work.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

His attention to her when she entered amounted to little more than a nod as she told him the events that he needed to be made aware of, and that was about it. He admired her pride and gusto about not bringing their show back in to spotlight immediately; such actions had been the end of at least a few assistants before her. "Atlanta...now what could that weasel want.." Max said off handedly as he continued to look at the computer screen for a long moment, and then finally he looked at her. "He might want to know why he should be the branch to host the International Job Fair. Do you know how many unskilled labourers are in the southern U.S. who we could use as our ground staff across the globe?" He asked her, and he expected a full answer from her, except for when he added a small extra. "Make sure you're on your knees under my desk before you answer."

Yes, the game was afoot again, and there would be lessons involved. However, why not satisfy their mutual needs at the same time? This was an inviting little game for Max, and he was wondering that after the rejection from earlier, would she still follow orders so easily. Again, time would tell at this moment.

 

[Devxx]

So he was at it again huh? Fine, she'd just have to play his game then. Making her way over to his desk she crawled under it until she was on her knees in front of him. That was the extent of her actions. She didn't touch him or do anything besides sit on her knees and look up at him. Evon was still annoyed about what happened earlier and she wasn't going to make this easy for him at all. She'd follow his order sure but he'd have to be very specific with how he said them. Plus, she had another little trick up her sleeve.

"Anywhere between 3 to 8 million?" she guessed, looking up at him. "The number changes if we're talking about a specific age, or if they're even legal to work in the US or not." Plenty of companies hired illegals under the table because they didn't have to give them the benefits that the other employees demanded.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

He actually gave her a small token of appreciation for her attitude in the shape of a small smirk as she did exactly what he had said, and nothing more. In his mind, that was honourable, and a smart thing for a girl like her to do. That would be why he gave her this small speech as he looked down at her for a long, careful while. "Surrender everything for your own advancement and agenda, but never give others more than they ask. You're smart, and that will get you far as long as you keep your keen wits about you." He said, before he turned his attention back to the computer, and the answer she had given to his previous question.

"You're quite close on the figures, but always remember to never hire illegal immigrants, as least as the core company. Let your satellite branches take the fall for that mistake. And you gave me the research I needed to add it to my proposal to the Atlanta office." He said as calmly as ever, though he had actually brought a hand down to stroke her auburn hair lightly, before looking at her again. "Undo my pants, and while you do, tell me what is on your mind." He asked, because he could tell that deep behind her eyes there was a storm brewing that was directed at him, and he wanted her to admit it. No point carrying baggage through a game that was as complicated as theirs.

 

[Devxx]

Evon looked up curiously as he gave her his little speech. "Was that as close to a compliment as I'm going to get out of you?" She asked, eyeing him with amusement. Max didn't seem like the type of person to give out compliments willingly and she reluctantly had to admit that his advise was good. If she actually listened to him who knew how far she could get in the corporate world. The man had experience and he didn't like to mince words, something she actually appreciated.

She could feel his hand on her hair as she did what she was told and unbuttoned the button and unzipped his pants. Again, she did exactly what he told her and didn't take a step over that. "Well, right now two things. The first would be rug burn." Evon muttered as she looked down at the floor with distaste. She actually liked this skirt and didn't want to ruin it. "The second would be if you're actually human or not."

Well, it was what was on her mind. Everything about him was so controlled and tightly wound like a robot. He hardly reacted to what happened yesterday and had such a cold demeanor that she could hardly seen any emotion there. Not to mention that he didn't seem to have a personal life as far as she'd seen.

 

[Tatcon Valdez]

For the first time she would get a human response from Max, as he chuckled lightly at her wondering if he was a human or not. He understood where she was coming from, everyone who had even really cared for him had asked the same question on numerous occasions, however few of them had made it to the level he was now. He released a small sigh, and moved his chair back from the desk before saying, "Get out from under there, come sit on my desk, I have a story to tell." He said as he patted the edge of the desk, and if she decided to move up there, he would slide his hand a bit under her skirt so he could run his hand over her bare lower leg.

"Corporate settings such as this place...have a unique nature to them, in that your success is directly proportionate to the sacrifices you make. It's why I decided to simply play games with my assistants, because it allowed me the freedom to do my work when I wish to, however when the desire for something else comes around, I can satisfy that urge easily. It is an efficient system, though it is another sacrifice I had to make." He paused for a moment as he contemplated the wisdom of sharing this information with Evon, however it would eventually be for her benefit and that is what these games were pretty much all about.

"My life is a series of systems and efficiencies that I have built and designed in order to facilitate the work I must do to maintain my position and my wealth. It has consumed my life, however I have no regret for it, because this is what I wanted...and the wealth has allowed me to maintain a certain humanity." He added as he looked to her leg and his hand on it. "And my attitude..it's just a means of getting things done, simple as that. Now come straddle my lap." He said as he withdrew his hand from her leg and patted his thighs. "I want you to tell me why you do what you do, and what you wish to accomplish with what I tell you."

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