Spycraft – Chapter 6

Chapter 6: West Side Office

Hazel’s first week started off simple, running errands and managing Victor’s staff on ongoing projects. Mid week, Victor got news of a deal that Xavier had closed that saved the company 45% in cost. His staff had not procured a deal anywhere near as profitable.

Victor called Hazel into his office. Hazel came in and closed the door behind her. She walked up to his desk and stood waiting. She could tell from Victor’s countenance that he was unhappy and would need a ‘pick me up’. Victor motioned her to approach and she walked around the desk and stood before him.

Victor reached down, unzipped his pants and pulled out his placid cock. Even with a stunning beauty like Hazel in front of him wearing a form fitting business suit, his cock remained placid. His mind was occupied with news about his brother’s achievement. He needed relief so he could focus.

Hazel understood what she needed to do and quickly bent down and crawled on her knees to the spot between his outstretched legs. Victor was usually in better spirits and any sexual rendezvous she had with him was an acceptable part of the job. Today, however, she felt like an object who was being used to fulfill a task. It was debasing.

Nevertheless, this came with the job profile and she began to work on it. She took Victor’s limp cock in her hand and guided her mouth down onto it. The warm embrace of her mouth caused Victor’s dick to harden instantly. Victor’s mind was preoccupied but his body responded to her stimulation like clockwork. In less than thirty seconds, his dick was at full mast and she was bobbing up and down on it in a set rhythm.

The sensations from his groin spread throughout his body, first as slow rolling feelings but soon it became a fever pitch. His mind started clearing of all thoughts and was only focused on the pleasurable throbbing in his dick that was emanating with sensations throughout his body. Hazel could feel the heat radiating from him as his head enlarged with fluid. She knew he was close. She used her tongue to swirl around his bulbous head causing Victor to let out an uncontrolled grunt. Victor had closed his eyes and was leaning his head back against the head rest of his office chair.

Hazel continued sucking for a few more minutes before his balls tightened and she felt spurts of cum shoot down her throat. She swallowed quickly to prevent gagging. Even in this state, she was surprised at the amount of cum his body generated.

When his balls had completely emptied, she licked his shaft clean and ran her tongue around her lips to ensure no residue was on her face. She then stood up and faced him. It took him a few minutes to clear the fog from his mind and then he spoke, “My brother’s team has scored a lucrative contract for the company. In comparison, our staff has done nothing of notice. Effective immediately, our staff will be doing double shifts until we are able to procure an advantageous deal as well. Every member will need to work night and day to find me something that will compare to my brother’s progress. I am leaning on you to make this work.”

“Sir,” Hazel said, “Our staff already works hard; sometimes staying till 8pm finishing up their tasks.”

“And yet we don’t have anything to show for it,” Victor countered. “Don’t be soft on the workers. You need to drive them with an iron first to get them to excel beyond the normal. We are at war with my brother to take over my father’s position and we are losing this battle. Make this happen!”

“Yes Sir!” Hazel exclaimed. Internally Hazel sympathized with the workers. They were overworked and had no sense of work life balance. How would she tell them to step it up further? Nevertheless, she conveyed Victor’s command to the staff. The staff whined and complained but no one dared to dissent.

One of the workers, a woman in her mid 40s with two children, came to Hazel asking to be let out early. She had plans to watch her son’s football game this evening and needed to leave. Hazel knew what Victor would want but she empathized with the woman’s plight and told her it was okay to leave.

The next day, another employee came up to her with a sad story asking to leave early. Again, she conceded feeling sorry for the worker. Hazel was cut throat when it came to besting an adversary but she was soft when it came to her workers. She always felt it was her duty to look out for her team and care for them as opposed to using them as pawns to fulfill a greater purpose.