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Welcome to Lawson Logistics #2: I Get Promoted

The drive from the airstrip was only a couple minutes. Upon arrival, the four of us made our way to the administrative floor, which was the top floor of the island’s tallest building. We walked to the north end of the hallway and past an empty assistant’s desk. Junko and Sandra each opened one of the two double doors to the office. I took a few moments to take in the view. The room was massive; with floor-to-ceiling windows providing a beautiful view of the island to the north and ocean to the west. The desk, large enough to fit five extra chairs around it, sat in the northwest corner on its own dais flush with the rest of the floor, allowing for the user to turn to see any view they wanted while working. A large sectional couch, as well as two recliners, surrounded a coffee table in the southeast corner, and a well-stocked bar ran along the east wall. There was a 100″ TV mounted over the bar, and another was mounted on the east half of the south wall. The southwest corner had a king-sized bed with end tables on either side. The west side of the south wall had a door to a full bathroom, complete with a massive shower, jacuzzi tub, and even a washer and dryer. A 72” TV was swivel-mounted on the south wall, allowing for comfortable viewing from the bed. A large wardrobe sat next to the bathroom door. While I had my own condo on the island, I could easily spend nights here. Interestingly, the northeast corner was absent of anything substantial, as if intentionally asking to be customized.

Libby led the way into the office, with her attendants following behind me. She walked behind the desk, pulled out an engraved nameplate from her purse, and set it on the surface. “Jason – Lead Trainer”. “Well, what do you think? It’s no executive office, but I think it’s pretty nice,” Libby said with a smile. I was dumbfounded. Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined that I would find myself here. “It’s quaint, but I think I can manage,” I responded jokingly. While I was in awe of what was now mine, I wasn’t about to lose my cool. I had earned this, and having Libby show me herself was the icing on the cake. Libby stepped to the right and gestured to the main desk chair. “Come on. Take a seat, big man.” She said it with a hint of playfulness that got my blood pumping. In a good way.

As I made my way around the desk, I heard Junko and Sandra close the main doors in the middle of the south wall and walk up to the center of the room, their heels clicking in near unison. I slid into the well-padded leather chair, and Libby sat in the chair to my left. I looked around the room, spinning the chair clockwise to admire the view from the west windows. Sunset wasn’t for another couple hours, but I could already tell the sight would be amazing. I continued spinning, lingering on Libby’s smiling face before completing my turn and ending on the two attendants in the middle of my office. Libby gave them a slight nod, and they smiled, putting their arms behind their backs and slightly pushing their chests out invitingly. Libby turned back to me. “I don’t know if you know this, but it’s traditional for the owner of this office to christen it.” She gestured to Junko and Sandra. “I brought these two with me because they are the most enthusiastic Sluts I own. Would you like to take them for a spin?” I smiled as I stood up and made my way to the two beauties that had just been offered to me. Libby was well-known for being stingy with her property, and I wasn’t about to turn this opportunity down.

I slowly circled them, as if inspecting them before training. “Strip and present.” Without hesitation, Libby’s attendants dropped their clothes, took off their shoes, and assumed the presentation pose. It was similar to the pose they were just in, except their legs were slightly spread to give a better view of their pussies, and their eyes stared level ahead of them.

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