“I’m telling you, the problem is in the customer master,” he told the stubborn developer.
“I think it’s in the product master. They’re not having a problem with any other products on the site!” she argued.
“But no other customer has a problem with that product!”
“True, but you ought to know better than anyone that not all products are the same on all sites since you’re the one who made us add that functionality!” she argued, revisiting an old argument from months ago.
“You know very well it was a customer who made us do that, not me!”
“Yeah, I know. And the damn customer is always right, but I still wish we hadn’t done that. Anyway, I’m going to set up a test to find the problem and fix the code.”
“It’s in the customer!” he poked at her again with a smile.
“Wanna bet?” she challenged.
“Sure! Twenty bucks?”
“No. Not enough,” she countered.
“Fifty?”
“No, I’m thinking of something more provocative!” she said as she stood with both hands on the surface of his desk, leaning toward him aggressively.
“What have you got in mind?”
She smiled, wondering whether she should go for it.
Desirae had come to Eric’s company as part of a large consulting team to implement a huge software system for the company’s overall management. Her expertise was in sales and distribution, one of the more challenging modules, as customers were the hardest to change.
As the project manager, Eric met with her frequently as each new problem arose. He enjoyed talking with the pretty Belgian whose English was impeccable but spoken with more than a hint of a French accent.
She was taller than average, with a face that could be both stern and unyielding but also adorable, especially when she smiled. Her body was unremarkable but for one trait: a perfectly shaped ass. He groaned inside every time she walked out of his office with tight clothes that emphasized the deep cleft between her cheeks.
It was a challenging project with constant stress on the team to meet many interim deadlines. To help diffuse the tension, Eric arranged happy hour parties for the entire team at some restaurant or bar. As the liquor flowed, the pressure eased, and the tongues loosened. More than once, he’d been alone with Desirae, the flirting and innuendos increasing with the amount of alcohol consumed.
He wasn’t aggressive with women, though, and he missed many chances with his respectful attitude. Such was the case with Desirae, and the project ended after almost two years, leaving him wondering again whether he missed his chance when, upon saying goodbye, she kissed him lightly on the lips.
He was pleasantly surprised when she called, saying she was looking for work. Even more unexpected was that she wondered if he’d hire her as a full-time employee. She was tired of the uncertainties of the consulting life and had liked living in Florida during his project. Though he now oversaw all the developers, he still had to get approval to hire her.
“It’ll be good to have you back!” he said when he called to offer her the job.
“Thank you! It’ll be good to be back with you … with you guys,” she added as an afterthought.
A month later, she was on the payroll and working for Eric. Their working relationship picked up where it left off with both the friendly discussions and thorny conflicts. They never got angry with each other, but more than once, friendly frustration boiled over, creating interesting situations.
“Bite me!” she’d said once when he’d turned out to be right.
“Mmm, I’d love to!” he replied, smiling at another American colloquialism she’d picked up.
She stood from the chair in front of his desk, pulled her skirt up, and grabbed her crotch, making a face he didn’t see because he was staring at her tight panties with an enticing camel toe. She laughed as she walked away after seeing his mouth drop open, getting just the reaction she’d hoped for.
Another argument ended without an agreement, and commenting on her stubbornness, he suggested that perhaps a spanking would make her more cooperative. Caught for just a second, her face betrayed her, but she quickly recovered and got up to leave, smacking her gorgeous butt as she walked out the door. He was left with the thought that there were other things he’d like to do with her amazing ass, but spanking it might be fun too.
Despite their frequent conflicts, they worked well together, creating applications in the burgeoning eCommerce area. They also got more friendly, and it seemed like they were moving towards a more personal relationship, with plenty of flirty discussions.
He struggled with whether he should pursue her or not. He was pretty sure she was also interested, but being her boss, he was overly careful about taking any first steps. However, some comments from colleagues who’d noticed how closely they worked suggested that she was receiving preferential treatment, which put him off the idea.
She’d heard about the comments through the grapevine but disagreed with them. She was interested in a closer relationship with Eric, and having had no romantic interests in over a year, her lustful thoughts only increased her desire for him.
He wasn’t handsome, but some would say he was attractive. He kept in good shape, though his slim build didn’t show it. He was almost ten years her senior, which his salt and pepper hair reflected, but she liked it. What really attracted her, though, was the combination of respect for her as a woman and a colleague mixed with a playful, flirty side, and she wasn’t ready to give up on being with him just yet.
“I was thinking of something a little more … naughty? Dangerous, maybe?” she said with a sly smile.
“And we both know how naughty you can be! So, what’s the deal?” he asked, rising to the challenge in more ways than one.
“If you’re right, I’ll let you spank me!” she whispered, leaning closer to him.
“Mmm! Bare bottom?”
“Uh-huh!”
“Oof! And if you’re right?”
“I get to sit on your face!” she said with desire written all over her face.
“Hm. Until you cum?” he asked but didn’t really care as once beneath her, he would make sure she came several times.
“At least three times!” she countered. “And what about the spanking? Over your knee with your hand? How long?” she added when he nodded.
“As long as I want! And a paddle!” he suggested, seeing her biting her lip and smiling.
“How many?”
“Shall we say thirty?”
“Deal!” she said and reached out her hand to shake on it.
Taking his hand, they both felt something like a jolt, and it wasn’t static electricity, but a connection had been made.
“Have Damien work with you on it,” he added.
“What? Don’t you trust me?” she said, trying to sound hurt.
“You’re a very clever programmer, Desirae, and there’s more than just who’s right riding on the result.”
“Okay, but I don’t know what you’re worried about. You win either way!” she said, feeling pretty sure he’d love to have her pussy in his mouth.
“So do you!” he said, coming around the desk to stand and face her.
They just stared at each other with the same two thoughts: Game on, and I don’t care who wins! A knowing smile appeared before she turned to leave.
It took a couple of days, but when Desirae and Damien showed up at his door, he knew they’d be settling their bet. If he was honest, he didn’t really give a shit about the customer anymore; he just wanted Desirae. He hung up the phone and waved them in, unable to read the result on her face.
“It was the product master,” she finally revealed, unable to avoid the hint of a smile.
“They were able to set two attributes in conflict with each other, so whenever this product was put in this customer’s cart, the app crashed,” Damien explained.
“So, we’re going to make a code change to avoid that happening again?” Eric asked.
“Already done. It’s going through change management now. We’ll be able to transport the new code into production tomorrow. So … there’s just the bet to settle,” she said, her smile spreading.
“Can I know what the bet was?” Damien asked.
“NO!” they both said in unison, laughing at the coincidence, and Damien turned to leave, being left out of the inside joke.
“Tomorrow night? My place?” she asked, already feeling the arousal.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said submissively. She nodded once, smiled, and left his office.
The waiting was painful, but finally, he was walking up to her small house, the door opening when he’d barely reached it. He stepped inside and turned to see her standing against the door as she slowly closed it. She wore a short, light robe, which she opened as she turned to face him and let it fall to the floor. His reaction made her smile.
There’s something very special about seeing a woman you’ve lusted after in nothing but a bra and panties. Unconsciously, he groaned at the sight of her dusty rose underwear that complemented her creamy complexion and enhanced her physical features. A half-cup push-up bra provided more than enough cleavage to make her modest chest all the more enticing, while the sheer, lace-trimmed panties had his mouth watering at the thought of his tongue in the well-defined slit between her smoothly shaved lips.