Triplets Make Five

“This man comes to us from Viking and Hills Realty. He is a self-made man with a great deal of business experience, and with his specialty of growing little empires like ours, we are lucky to have him. A graduate of Harvard Business School and a child prodigy in his prep school years, he made his first million before he could legally drink with it. He graduated early and with honors before he built his own company, Walker-Scott Investments. He became the youngest man ever to establish a holding company that filters more than one hundred million dollars through its doors every single year. And, as if that is not enough, he is fully proficient in both the piano and the cello.”

I could practically hear the panties of every woman in the auditorium dropping to the floor.

“He is known as the man with the Midas Touch, turning everything he takes on into gold. Here he is, the new President and CEO of Kiefer and Associates, Mr. Preston Walker.”

Everyone in the room stood and clapped as a figure emerged from behind the stage curtain. My jaw dropped to the floor as my folders went sliding off my lap. The man scanned the crowd and waved his hand, then his eyes scanned the front row until they fell on mine.

Oh, my gosh. That was the man that woke me up last night.

Preston Walker was the one that found me on my office?

Quickly gathering the folders I had dropped, I shoved them into my bag. My hands were shaking as my mind began to swirl. Preston Walker, my new boss, had found me drooling in my damn office at midnight last night. I was probably snoring and talking in my sleep or whatever else I did that made me an embarrassment to society. I pushed my glasses up on my face and stood up, setting my bag to the side as I clapped.

And still, his eyes were on me.

My exhaustion quickly lifted as my heart started pumping. Why was he still looking at me? People were beginning to look my way as I cleared my throat, and I felt a flush work its way down my neck. I tried to convince myself that it couldn’t have been Mr. Walker that woke me up last night. Our boss was supposed to be a playboy. Someone who didn’t give a damn about what he was doing.

But when he cleared his throat and spoke, I knew it was him.

I recognized that voice as it pierced the haze of my clouded memory.

“Thank you for your warm and welcoming applause. And that introduction was way too much, Rupert. It was beyond generous, thank you.”

Everyone began to sit down, but I was rooted to my seat. People were looking at me as I stood in the corner, my jaw unhinged as I studied Mr. Walker on the stage. His eyes found mine again and I could’ve sworn I saw his smile turn to a smirk.

My gosh, this man was handsome.

He had short brown hair that was tousled in just the right fashion. He had bright green eyes that resembled the peridot gem in the ring I wore every single day. It was my mother’s ring. She gave it to me just before she died.

I felt someone tug at my wrist as I fell down into my seat.

“I know there are some rumors and fears circulating around the policies I implemented with Viking and Hills. Rest assured, I will take a look at this company as if it is a brand new venture. I have very specific ways of doing things and changes that will almost immediately have to be made, but understand they are to make this company better. Just because some of the tactics I used with Viking and Hills were strong-armed and steep doesn’t mean those same tactics will be used here.”

I settled back into my chair as everyone in the crowd applauded him.

“Over the next couple of weeks, various memos to different departments will go out. Some of the changes I am wanting to implement have already been approved, and I want to start them as soon as possible. They might seem odd and it will take some time to get used to them, but they will make this company more efficient and allow us to manage ourselves better.”

I couldn’t believe this was the same man as last night. The voice had seemed so innocent and warm. But the man standing in front of me was a complete and total player, I had no doubt about it. The predatory stare in his eyes and the way he rolled his broad shoulders back. The way his long, lean legs stood ever-so-slightly apart, establishing himself as the alpha male in the room. My eyes drifted to his lips as he continued to talk, but his voice faded into the background.

How in the world could a man’s lips be so perfect?

Everyone around me was hanging onto his every word. Clapping after every paragraph he spoke and cheering him on from the back. They were all ecstatic that he was here, but I knew what was coming. I had analyzed his moves and read up on all the things he had done throughout his career. This man was no angel and he certainly wasn’t a godsend for this company. I knew exactly what was going to happen over the next couple of weeks.

Many of us were going to lose our jobs.

And as his eyes came and connected back with mine, I had a feeling he was going to start with me.

The snoring, drooling woman who fell asleep in her office.

Four

Preston

My first full day at the company went well. Investors came and poked their heads in, wanting private meetings and to introduce themselves. They acted like we hadn’t met at seven that morning just to approve some immediate changes in the way the company was currently operating. But to each their own, I supposed. People always sucked up to the new boss, and I should’ve known the investors wouldn’t have been any different.

Many women poked their heads into my office that day as well. Women with beautiful eyes and luscious tits. With rounded hips and spindly legs. Some of them weren’t my type. I enjoyed a bit more padding to hang onto. My cock was massive and the women I took on needed to have something that absorbed the shockwaves of pleasure I could waft through their bodies.

But some of them would do, and I made sure to get their names and department assignments before they left.