I respected my manager, even admired her. I was an aspiring engineer at the time – a bit unsure of myself – but yet had a passion for the subject.  She recognized that, and appreciated my technical ability and my grasp of complex systems.  She was a fabulous engineer herself, and in a few years she became a mentor for me.

She was in her fifties at the time.  I could tell she had looked like a supermodel in her twenties, but the years batter our bodies, not to mention having a few children that had since grown up.  A chiseled look had developed on her face, a few creases in the corners of her eyes.  I could tell she didn’t let her body fall apart, but a few extra pounds are hardly an insult for a woman who had fought many battles, including an ugly divorce. She exuded toughness, and that I admired.

But she was not entirely satisfied with me. I could not tell why.  I created the most gorgeous spreadsheets, meticulous designs, but I could see in her eyes that I was not living up to her expectations.  Then one day, as I was going over a particular problem in her office, she looked rather thoughtfully at me, like she had an idea. “Andy, you know you need to come out of your shell.  You hide behind your equations, and you need put yourself forward a bit more.”

“Well, that’s my strong point Gloria. That’s what I bring to the table.”

“I don’t think so. You bring more, or can bring more if you lost your shell.  I want you to give me a presentation – a unique one.  This will be challenging for you, but it will force you to put yourself out more.  I want you to present the control system scheme you were working on.”

I was never great at making presentations. My mind raced through technical details faster than I could talk, and I found myself stumbling. It was very clear in my mind what I was saying, but it didn’t come out that way.

“I know it's complicated as hell, but that’s why I want you to present it. I know you work out next evening. After you shower up, meet me here in the office. It will just be you and I so you can practice.”

I had a great work out next day. Honestly, I really couldn’t stop thinking about Gloria, or her body to be even more honest.  She had the nicest tits, perfectly round – not too heavy and not too small.  Her body was full – not excessively – but for some reason she had a look I found unique.  Maybe it was the long hours working with her that drew me to her. I could even recall the faint scent of her. Was this a form of puppy love? I am a grown man though.  It was a great workout but I was embarrassed about my thoughts. It’s a good thing women can’t read men’s minds – or can they?

That night I gathered my slides and graphs and charts and joined her in a conference room.  We made some small talk, but she seemed to have a much softer edge than usual.  And she had a beautiful classy dress on that hugged her body quite nicely, and had a not-excessively low cut, and a pearl necklace and elegant earrings on.  Her legs looked so smooth. I admired her even more. I never knew she could be like this.

I noticed wine in the conference room sideboard. Wine?  She followed my eyes and smiled. “Andy, feel free if you need to loosen up. It’s there for you.”

“I’m sorry Gloria, I’m not a big drinker. My head spins too fast.”

“Very well. There are other more healthy ways to loosen you up.”

So I engaged my analytical mind and suppressed any dirty thoughts. Business now. I launched into the first slide that had a complicated diagram of the controls system I was working on – complete with the basic equations I was proposing.

“Stop!” Gloria said.  “We’ve been through this before, ad nauseum. I told you this would be different. So I’m going to cut through the bullshit and be straight up.  I’m going to ask you to do things outside your comfort zone, step by step. These are requests. You are not forced to do them, and they don’t impact your standing in this firm or with me in any way if you decline.  So please don’t play the victim. You are doing this of your own will.”

I was confused.  “Very well.”

“So you will give this presentation, but I want you to slow down and remove your shirt.” She said with a smile.

Looking at her questioningly, I did so.  Fortunately the room was warm enough.  I started again, but of course my mind was a little distracted. I slowed down. I got through the first slide well enough.

“Very good Andy.  It was coherent now. Let’s keep going.  Remove your pants. Keep going on the presentation!”

Now I felt a little like I knew where this was going.  I removed them.  I was in my underwear, and to be honest, I was bulging down there from watching her this evening. I tried to turn to hide it as I presented the slide.

“Andy, will you please turn around and face your audience.”

Okay, I’m not going to hide this.  It was pointless. I straightened myself up and turned to her as confidently as I could.  Unfortunately, that bulge was now about to burst out, but what has been seen can’t be unseen.

“Finally, I’m seeing some confidence out of you.  Well take them off, we all know what’s underneath, and I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

I complied. I was totally naked with a hard throbbing cock in front of the sexiest woman I could imagine.

“Continue. I want to know how this feed-forward control scheme is going to work.”

Now this was truly going to get difficult. I really needed to take this presentation step by step. My mind was no longer able to race forward a mile a minute. I had to stick to the slides.

After a few more slides, Gloria once again broke in. “I noticed you are getting a bit soft.  The challenge I want you to meet is to get through while staying aroused.  You’ll need to stroke a bit.”

I reached down and softly touched myself. A tingling sensation raced through my erect cock.  Taking a deep breath, I got through another slide.  Now my heart started pounding a bit.  But my god, no stumbling!

As I was pointing something out on a graph, I heard Gloria say in a soft voice “Would this help?”

Slowly turning I saw she had her breasts out.  Her nipples jumped out.  She was sipping a cup of tea now, smiling, almost chuckling a little. “Keep stroking” she whispered, loud enough for me to hear. “But do carry on.”

I was now getting to the crux of my presentation.  It was going well, but my cock was still tingling, and my balls were churning.  I felt a cool sensation on the underside of my cock as I saw a droplet of precum slowly dribble down my shaft.

“I want no stains on this carpet. Don’t let any drop – spread it out and rub it in.”

Now I saw Gloria was pinching her nipples and her hand was in her crotch, rubbing.  I was approaching the end of my slides, and she broke in again.

“Andy, I wanted this to be a true challenge, so I have a surprise for you. I don’t know whether you realized that quite a few of our hard-working, underpaid secretaries have been noticing the effect of your workouts on your body.  You also probably don’t realize that we are not the angels you think we are. So I’ve made a special arrangement.”  She walked over to the other door to the conference room, chuckling, with her tits still out of her dress.  In entered three of the secretaries I work with, laughing and winking at me. One blew a kiss.

“Now I want you to lean back and stroke that dick of yours for these ladies. It is secretaries' appreciation week.  Get it nice and wet.”

I never felt such a surge of excitement.  Seeing my arousal’s effect on these women. It was like two mutually interacting feedback control loops.  I leaned back on the table, naked, stroking my cock as it throbbed with excitement, lubed by my own pre-cum.  They sat around the conference room telling me how deeply I was to stroke it.  They started feeling inside their blouses, and a few more tits emerged.  I saw one lick her fingers and go down into her crotch. Gloria now was in front of them, and had hiked up her dress to reveal her gorgeous pussy that she was caressing.

Then to my astonishment, one of the secretaries stepped forward and kneeled between Gloria’s legs. She started licking her cunt.

This was sensory overload! I laid back on the conference room table and closed my eyes to try to gather my thoughts, although my hand never stopped stroking.  As soon as I opened them, in front of my face was the most luscious nipple from one of the secretaries.  I had to reach up to start sucking. I then felt a warm tongue lick the underside of my cock. Two of the secretaries were working on me!

Then the secretary who offered her tit, Nancy, stepped back to remove her blouse, bra, everything. My eyes closed again when I felt Cynthia take me into her mouth and caress my balls.  When I opened my eyes once again, Nancy’s dripping twat hung over my mouth.  She gently braced my head so that I couldn’t draw back or turn side to side, and lowered her cunt right over my mouth.  Her wetness covered my chin.

At first the scent was strong, but I had to breathe, so I drew it into my lungs. Her hormones or something took hold of me, and I started licking her – twiddling the tip of my tongue over her lips and clit. I was so hungry I started tongue fucking her.  I could feel the shivering of her body and the gyration of her hips as I brought her to an orgasm.

Below, Cynthia was finished sucking my cock, and she grabbed it and rubbed her clit with the tip.  By now she was naked as well. She straddled me and slipped my throbbing cock into her wet pussy. It felt so warm deep inside her. I could feel her vaginal muscles work on my shaft.  I mustered as much strength as I had to keep my sperm in. She saw my grimacing, and leaned over to whisper “It’s okay if you cum inside me.” I actually did ejaculate, but managed to cut it off before too much came out.

“Stop!”  It was Gloria.  “You girls can get yourselves off – he’s mine now.”

Gloria, who was totally naked now, strode toward me like a woman in command. She put her hand on my chest and held me down.  Straddling me she used her other hand to guide my cum covered cock inside her pussy. Then, staring at me straight into my eyes with a demanding authoritarian look, she started riding me with slow deep powerful thrusts of her hips.  She held my head and drew it up to her tit, and I started to lick it.  The most powerful orgasm started growing deep in my body.  My cock was full of my seed – I could barely hold it in, and the longer I did, the more the tingling sensation grew.  The tempo of Gloria’s thrusts never let up.  And then my body jerked convulsively as it ejaculated my seed deep into Gloria’s body.

Grabbing my head once again, she straddled my face so that I could see her freshly fucked vagina, drooling my sperm. “Clean it up, Andy.” I licked her clean.

We spent about an hour gasping and relaxing. We all had a paper cup of wine. Then we went at it again.  I had already fucked Cynthia, but Nancy wanted my cock inside her, so I came deep and hard in her.  In the meantime, Jill, who was a lesbian, was servicing the other three women.  By the wee hours of the morning, we were exhausted. One by one, the secretaries dressed to go home.

I was left with Gloria. “Andy, this may never happen again in your life, so I want you to remember this experience. I understand your presentation, and it actually went very well.  You will give it again to the rest of the company.  I want you to remember that I will always be your advocate. And if you ever want some satisfaction, you know where I am -  don’t hesitate.”

A week later, I delivered the same presentation. Slowly, clearly, and confidently (with my clothes on). All were impressed, and we all discussed how we could implement the idea in upcoming projects.

And I did see Gloria frequently!