E034 A present for Emma And the seventeenth pearl is earned
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Life had it's ups and downs, I felt I had to start getting back on an even keel, if only to provide my mind with some sort of level. Otherwise, I reckoned, I might go over the edge and turn into some sort of sex-hungry maniac. Now wouldn't that be something?
The office was it's normal mix of work and play and sitting staring at a screen.
I quickly fell into my usual routine, and took only a short while, getting caught up to speed on the stuff that had gone on with my projects. It was a relief to get back to something that I could pretend was the most important part of my life. It was difficult to remember what my life had been like before the appearance of my powers. The gift was such that I didn't even have the ability to question what I could do. I no more thought about the mechanism of 'doing' than I would consciously feel my heartbeat. The dreadfully powerful currents that were pulling me along could almost be forgotten in the mundane moments of the office.
Things even managed to look brighter in that respect too; somehow, the logic and programming troubles I had been worrying about before the crash started to fall into place. I noticed that it wasn't too much trouble to keep more and more of the details of the linkages and data manipulations in my head. The coding work simply poured out of my fingers and I soon had the whole suite finished and sent down for testing. At last, a non-selfish use of my powers!!
That meant of course, and despite my earlier wishes to find some normality, I had time to settle back and think about the life I was living. The office was always a nice place to go to. I guess that was why I had tended to put in so much time there. The work was stimulating and the people worked well together...
most of the time...
Susan Massey was one of those women in the office who's demeanour let you know she was as probably as sexy as fuck in the sack but there was absolutely no way you were going to get into her knickers. She always seemed to have a couple of the other young male techies helping her with some problem or other. Problems which would normally have required a week's worth of request tickets, would find them dropping any other work to help her out.
The closest she came to giving them any satisfaction in return was an occasional lunch time trip to the local deli for a coffee and sandwich.
My closest buddy, Jon and I had often spent our breaks discussing how good she looked and would promise each other the world to get into her pants. I always seemed to enjoy a pleasant enough, relationship with her, if slightly more distant and verbal than I would have liked.
He was more inclined to the 'sex for revenge' motive however. He and Susan rarely saw eye to eye. His methods of working were somewhat less than 'by the book.' Which, unfortunately for their working co-operation, was exactly how she liked to play things. The fact that Jon was obviously hiding his deep affection for her made the rows even more venomous. We had both known that getting anything more out of her than she wanted to give was never a likely occurrence but with my new-found abilities, I thought it would be rather nice to see what we could see.
The morning had been a pushover as far as work was concerned, the system was running well and there wasn't really any need to attend too closely to my work.
I was really just idling along, answered a few emails and started on a couple of back-burner jobs that I was interested in.
Susan was in the access control department, responsible for the setting up and control of user administration for the office and for the maintenance of the security software we used. It was a straightforward post, but she was the only one who was in control of it. As my new pet project was going to require a new logon ID, I found I needed to go see her personally for the set-up.
We were all pretty casual in our dress code, but Suzy was without fail, stylish in what she wore. Today was a black number. Smart trousers with soft black pumps, a black soft-necked blouse with jet buttons and a soft black blazer. It was a pretty impressive ensemble on her petite frame and I couldn't help a small exclamation as I rounded the door into her office.
"That's a nice outfit Susan," I told her truthfully, "very flattering."
"Oh!... well... thank you Danny." she said, but was obviously not going to make it a topic of further conversation.
She looked so nice, the wire framed specs she wore accented the high cheekbones beautifully and her long lashes made her dark brown eyes quite startling. Her dark hair was gently bobbed to just brush her shoulders. Although she wasn't usually one to make a display of her charms, I knew she had a sweet figure.
I told her what I needed and she gave me the normal talk about how I would have to be patient because she had a lot of work piled up and I would have to join the queue and so on and so on.
Smiling sweetly I let her know that it was no bother and with a little push, she suddenly got the idea that this was, after all, such a simple little thing that it wouldn't do any harm to help me out.
After all I was a nice enough guy, and she had always liked my smile.
She swiftly sorted out the administration and handed me the freshly printed document detailing my access. She smiled so sweetly, and I was feeling in an idle mood anyway, that I just couldn't resist the temptation to have some fun.
I thanked her with a grin and walked back to my office having left her with a puzzling little feeling of stimulation in her crotch. She was really pleased with herself that she had been able to help me out. The command was a simple progressive that would let her begin to stew with the pleasant tingles that her cooze was receiving.
By the time I reached my desk I had progressed even further in what I was going to do 'for fun... ' I gave Jon a call. I knew a little about his recent project and the fact that Susan was one of his bottlenecks.
"Hey Jon, how's it going bud? Busy?"
"Just a bit, Susan's just returned a whole bunch of stuff that she says is my bloody responsibility and it's hers! Thinks she's God, trying to tell me how to configure this system. I have to get the whole team to change what they're doing just to make sure she and the rest of her golfing buddies are satisfied. The bitch."
I listened quietly and then continued in a bright tone. "Can you just come here for a minute? There's something I want to show you."
"What is it Danny? The phones are burning up here, she's got the V.P's ear and knows it too." He really sounded harassed.
"I can't tell you over the phone, you need to see it for yourself, it'll be worth your while..."
"It's not another one of your fucking screen savers is it? I told you last time it's going to get you in trouble."
"No, nothing like that, this is something you are not going to want to miss, it's about Susan..." There was a slight pause and he said "I'll be there in a moment, just let me talk to Mike here, he needs to understand the latest status."
"OK.Don't waste too much time though, this is not going to wait."
"I won't, see you in a minute"
I hung up the phone and began to collect my thoughts, I was in a really impish mood and it was about time the office environment had a bit of a facelift.
Jon was good to his word even though he arrived at my office door with a sting of expletives on his lips.
"That fucking whore, shit-for-brains... manager!" (his worst swearword).
"She's only gone and changed her mind again, the stuff we've done so far will be fucking ruined if she carries on being such a cunt." One thing about Jon, he was so refined in his language.
He threw the bundle of papers he was carrying, onto the side of my desk and slumped into the spare chair.
"So, what is it that she (the cow) is doing that was so worth seeing?" he asked, in an exasperated tone.
I smiled at him for a couple of seconds in silence until he asked me again,
"come on... what?"
Steepling my fingers, I said in a measured voice; "well, Susan... said..."
"What?" he asked laughing.
"She said she would like to try a threesome with somebody like me and you."
"WHAT!" he exploded with surprise. "Why the fuck would she ever say something like that to you? You're pulling my fucking chain!"
"Well, OK," I began; and he smiled in disappointment as if I was about to confirm that I was lying. "She didn't say it, but she sure as hell would like to."
"Yeah, right. And I would like to win the fucking lottery but we both know it ain't going to happen. Now look Danny, don't fuck me about, I got that bastard VP of hers on my back and this is wasting my time..."
I looked at him hard for a few seconds without smiling. "I'm telling you Jon, Susan wants to have a threesome with the two of us. All we have to do is walk into her office and she'll let us fuck her."
"You really have gone fucking nuts haven't you? Is it because of your crash?
This is supposed to be a work day Danny, you've just been going off into a fucking daydream haven't you? To think, I nearly jogged over here to hear this crap!"
He began to stand to leave, I felt a demonstration was in order. "Jon, tell you what, just stay here, and I'll show you what I mean." He sat down again but was obviously a bit pissed off.
"I promise, you will thank me." I said comforting him. Setting the phone to speaker, I called Susan's number and after the second ring she picked up.
"Hello?" her voice was slightly breathless and she seemed distracted.
"Hi Suzy!" I called cheerily, "could you pop in to my office for a moment for a chat?" suddenly, Susan's schedule seemed less urgent to her and this was a pretty good time to call around.
"Give me a moment, I'll be there."
Jon looked at me, puzzled, it wasn't like Susan to be quite so calm about ignoring her busy in-basket. I just returned a wink.
A few seconds later Susan stepped into the doorway of my room. Her face glowed with excitement as my commands had made sure. Jon looked very interested to see her, (well, a horny woman is always a sight to see eh?).
"Here she is!" I said, standing to welcome her into the office and closing the door behind her. "How are you today Suzy?"
"Um, fine thanks.:" she seemed a little confused as to why she was there, "... you wanted to chat to me about something?" she asked, head to one side.
"Oh yes, there is something Suzy, about Jon's project that you are having problems with..." I could see Jon looking somewhat perturbed at my behaviour.
Susan had a reputation for being a little aloof, but here she was with a very different demeanour. He was evidently hoping that there might be some truth in what I was saying.
"Do you find that you get turned on thinking about Jon or me?"
Jon nearly choked and gripped the arms of his chair. Susan blushed a deep red, her hands flying to her shocked face.
"I beg your pardon?" she exclaimed, obviously outraged by my blunt question.
I smiled calmly and continued, "I just wanted to know if thinking about Jon or me made you horny enough for you to do something like... oh I don't know... maybe having a quick stroke of that cute little pussy of yours... until you came?"
Jon was gaping at me like a landed cod and Susan looked like she was about to go ballistic. "How dare you!" she spat, "I don't know how you can even say such a thing!"
"So you haven't been sitting there in your office having a little diddle in the last half an hour? thinking about Jon and me fucking you together. Or maybe imagining yourself sucking our cocks until we cum in your mouth?"
I smiled.
Jon was not believing this, "Danny... I can't..."
I put up my hand to stop his protestations and returned to Susan. She had a face like thunder and was staring at me in disbelief,
"You're off your head Danny, this is not a joke as far as I am concerned there's no way I would do anything like that."
I just continued talking as I stood to twist the venetian blinds a little more firmly closed: "So, Susan, you're sure you wouldn't do that?"
Susan just stared at us both, stony faced and silent with rage. I just continued with my circus routine; "Maybe you should let Jon get a nice sniff of those beautiful fingers of yours, to let him know what you've been doing?"
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