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“I’ll leave you to it.” He steps to the door and stops. “Your computer is hooked up. I’d like you to try to get through the long list of customer emails within the week if possible. Most of them are happy customers who want to tell us how satisfied they are with the product. Some are complaints. It’s the unhappy customers I worry about. One dissatisfied customer generally leads to a hundred missed sales.”
I open my mouth to speak but words escape me. What do I say? I’ll jump right on that? I look at the monster cock on the center shelf next to me and decide that’s not right. I say nothing.
“You okay?” He grips the door frame making the muscles of his arms bulge. Even his pecs expand to stretch his baby blue T-shirt.
“Mmm hmm,” I hum.
“All right then. Have a…” he chuckles “satisfying first day.”
He pulls the door closed behind him. I collapse on the plush chaise in the corner. Still attached is the price tag. Probably to assure me no one has flicked their bean here. “All right, Pickle,” I say to myself, “you’ve really got yourself into one this time.”
Two
Caine
“I’m telling you man, she’ll be gone before I can make the coffee,” I tell Andrew. The connection is good despite the storm brewing on the east coast.
He laughs. “You did tell her about the job right? She knew she was testing sex toys, right?”
My mind goes back to our interview. I replay as much as I can remember. “I’m pretty sure I did. We talked about pleasure and the buzz. I was working off three hours sleep. Who knows what she thought.”
Andrew growled. “It’s like the other girl who thought we were a ground spice company. That woman turned and burned carpet all the way to the door.”
“Janey didn’t run. I’ll give her credit for that. I’m pretty sure she was too shocked to move.” Out of the corner of my eye I watched her when she entered the room. A thousand emotions crossed her features but determination seemed to take over and to my relief, she stayed.
“Should I place another ad?” A crack of thunder echoes through the line.
“No, let’s wait until she quits.” I hope she doesn’t quit. I like her spunk, and if the truth were told, I’m attracted to her. Not a great thing when a woman works under you, but I can’t think of a woman who will look better under me than Janey Pickle.
“I gotta go, the storm’s moving in. See you in a few days.” Andrew hangs up, and I call Brad.
“What’s up, bro?” He is the frat boy of the group. In college, we made castings of our cocks and sold them to the sororities. I get great satisfaction knowing thousands of women have fucked me even though I’ve only fucked a handful in person.
I give him the low-down on our new employee.
“Told you. Big bold letters. Sex toy company seeking product tester.”
“We did that last time and they were lined up around the building. That woman we hired was selling your dick out the back door for five dollars.” It pissed Brad off that she discounted his cock while Andrew’s and mine got full price. “She cleaned us out in a week. I don’t see Janey as the alleyway cock bootlegger that Cindy was, but I’ll keep an eye out.” No need really since we don’t have a back exit to this office space. There is nowhere for her to set up shop.
“Too bad we can’t put a video camera in her office.” He stalls for a minute as if considering it. “No, that’s a bad idea. I don’t want to go to jail.” The clunk of machinery on the production floor whirs in the background. “Is she cute?”
What could I say? That my dick grows when I look at her? Not going there. “She’s all right. Kind of a librarian type.” A fucking sexy librarian that I want to bend over the table and plunge into while she reads me a book.
“Oh shit, I got to go. Your dick is stuck in the conveyor belt.”
“Ouch.” Just the thought makes my balls ache.
I leave my office to search for the coffee pot. It’s buried under several boxes. Once I find the coffee, I set it to brew.
Even though I need to set up my office, I’m distracted knowing that Janey is down the hallway in a room full of fun. Being the nice boss that I am, I pour her a cup and find a few packets of sugar and powdered creamer and then walk down the hallway to the end. Just as I lift my hand to the door to knock, an unmistakable buzz of the Titan fills the air. “Holy shit,” I whisper to myself. She’s starting big. This girl is no beginner. Then again, she did tell me the bigger the better in her interview.
I backtrack down the hallway to my office and drink the coffee myself. A half an hour later I try again with a fresh cup, but I’m greeted with the hum of a different toy. Three tries later, I’m shaking from too much caffeine.
“Mr. Stark?”
I jump at the sound of her voice. “Ms. Pickle, you startled me.” I set the marketing books I was unpacking on my desk and walk toward her. “I was wondering if you were going to come out of your office. I made you coffee.”
A blush of pink colors her cheeks. “Oh, thank you. I got right to work.”
