John worked as an advisor in a bank and enjoyed his time there. He got to see and talk to a lot of different people, while also playing with numbers which he liked so much. John was a rather open and friendly guy, though some may say he´s kind of nerdy sometimes. He didn´t care, as long as he got to do what he liked no one could put a cloud over his head.
It was a Friday and all employees were enjoying the outlook of an up and coming weekend. John had planned to take an early one to go home and watch the Olympics on the television. He was walking down the corridor, humming his tune which quite a lot of people find annoying when he bumped into his boss´ boss. Now you´d think that anyone senior in a bank corporation would be a man of 60+, but in this case you´re mistaken. This woman, Jodie, was the daughter of the owner of the company and had been put into the managerial team to learn and spy.
"How are those reports on the discrepancy between fiscal years of 07 and 08 doing" she asked. John was taken aback, for one by how the hell did she know that he was working on that? And why the hell did she care? Those reports didn´t matter anyhow. He managed to studder a yes thank you, they´re in good shape. Jodie first seemed annoyed by the answer, not giving her the details she wanted, but she then changed her look and rather smiled. There was something inviting about this quirky guy. "come into my office at closing hours" she said and walked off.
John muttered a " fuck shits and pieces!" to himself, well knowing that he would have to watch the women's diskos throwing on tape which he hated. He sat and fumed for himself for a while when he suddenly had a strange feeling; why in the lords name had Jodie told him to come to her office after working hours? She could well have gotten the report from the intranet. John started getting worried, worried that she might fire him. On the other side, from all the porn movies he´d watched it was also quite apparent that he was summoned to her office to please her sexually. John chuckled to himself when thinking about "pleasing sexually". On the other hand he was starting to feel a bit aroused by the thought. Jodie was known to be a bit of a bitch sometimes, but she sure didn´t look like a bitch. Well, he could picture her in some crazy sex games but at work she looked like someone he could easily get it on with if he had to.
Venturing into the fantasy of fucking Jodie, John noticed that he was getting a bit hot. The women´s diskos were long gone from his mind and he started to feel that his dick was making moves. He didn´t have a complete boner, but it was certainly moving. John knew that if anyone cared to look at his crotch walking in the corridor, they´d either think that he was about to get a boner or just had an exceptionally large penis. He didn´t care. John actually walked valiantly over to the copy machine where one of his female colleagues stood. They talked a bit about the coming weekend when his colleague noticed his pants. John was waiting for it; "what about it?" he said. He knew that his colleague here had been keeping a keen eye on him and he wanted to test the waters. She said nothing but smiled. He took her hand and put it on his thigh, well out of sight from other colleagues. He left her hand there and put his arms behind his back. She looked down and started to squeeze his thigh, John was growing. She moved her hand over and found his cock. She stroked it for a while, then made an attempt to unzip his pants. John broke off, saving the momentum for the meeting with Jodie. "Lets meet Saturday, my place" was all he said before walking off.
With a full pitched tent John was a bit more cautious with where he went. It was only 5 minutes until the meeting and he had to go to the toilet in order to get control over his raging erection. He was just about ok when the time had come. He knocked on the door and walked in when Jodie answered. They moved over to the conference table and he sat down in anticipation. John was disappointed to see that Jodie sat opposite him and that the pages of the report was spread over the table. So much for dirty fantasies he thought. Jodie started questioning him about the report and John answered. There was a particular case in the report where Jodie didn´t quite understand, she moved over next to him and showed him. John was starting to feel tense again, smelling the perfume of Jodie, he couldn´t help stealing a look into her blouse. No bra he noticed.
Jodie caught John looking, but didn´t let him know that she saw him staring. Jodie had been waiting for this meeting since they ran into each other in the corridor.