Sorry that this is so long, but it is all relevant to what eventually happened. I was a manager in a large multinational company. I had forty plus staff working under me and wondered what the latest shuffling in the company would mean for me. The side of the company that I worked in was mainly male dominated as it was engineering, and at that time I had just one female working for me. The other thing was that my team was first or second best in the country every month when the latest stats came out. Then it happened, the rearrangements and for me it meant an increased size of patch to cover and loosing two staff and gaining six new ones. I did a handover to the gaining manager for the two I was loosing and rung the manager tor the six I was gaining. He told me a little about the new staff except to say, "and good luck with Tara." before finishing the call. I wondered what he meant. I looked on line at the new staffs records and knew I had my work cut out as of the six four were deemed to be poor performers for one reason or another. The only ones that looked ok were Sara and Tara. I made visits to the four poor performers and told them of the teams standing in the stats and that I expected them to pull their weight and set down a list of expectations. Then I decided to visit the two females. Sara was fine and would fit in just fine and knew all the standards expected and more than met them. Then I met Tara. First impressions was that she was gobby and quite pushy. I explained the standards and quantity of work expected and she constantly moaned about everything, in between sexual inuendoes. Her quantity of work was fine but the quality needed just a small amount of attention and I offered her a little training, which she accepted. As was expected in the company, all staff got a bi-monthly meeting with the boss to discuss performance and I scheduled them into my calendar. Over the months I got to know a little about Tara. She was twenty three compared to my forty five. She would mention a boyfriend who it seemed she rarely saw and that she lived local to her main area of work in a large flat. I assumed that she lived alone. The standard of her work improved and she was meeting all standards. Of the four men, two were close to being sacked and the other two had also improved. Then the yearly assessments were coming up. I always found this a hard time as telling people how you perceived them and their grading would often be hard for those that did not meet the standards. I was expecting Tara's to go ok as she now met all the standards. In the company the overall markings for quantity and quality were Very good, good, meets standard, Poor, Very poor and need development. The last meaning that no improvement would result in the loss of job. I usually started their meetings by asking their aspirations and how well they thought they had performed. As I held the bi-monthly meetings none of the meeting and markings should have been a surprise. I was taken back when Tara was upset at her grading. She felt she should have met good or very good. I went through the markings and how I came by them. It was at this point that she burst into tears. I put an arm around her and gave her a hankie to comfort her. Her body was hot and smelt great. I reminded her that she met all required standards. After more floods of tears, it turned out that she was looking for a sideways move in the company and only a good or very good would swing the move. She was trapped for another twelve months with her markings. She asked what was needed to gain a good and I explained that she would need to go beyond expectations and as they say go the extra mile and gave her some examples to consider. The next meeting with her was normal and her performance was slightly improved and I thanked her for that. The following month when I got to the building she was in I couldn't find her anywhere in the areas I expected and called her on her cell phone. She told me what room she was in. Most of the building had been mothballed as the staff had gone to other areas and buildings and this building was virtually closed. As i walked into the room I didn't see her. She was behind the door and as I entered she shut the door and as I turned she launched herself onto me. I didn't know what to think as she was kissing me and stroking my now hardening cock through my trousers. I managed to entangle myself from her, to find that she had just a flimsy nighty on. "You said you wanted me to go the extra mile," she announced. I told her that whilst she was very nice, that wasn't what I meant or expected. She was in floods of tears again. Again I put an arm around her and gave her a hankie. I told her to dress and come to the normal meeting room. When she arrived she dressed and sat and was very apologetic. I tried to keep everything on a business level and worked through her performance. She hinted that her best performance was between the sheets. I couldn't help but get hard and had to remain still to keep that fact hidden. About four months later I went to meet her in one of our smallest buildings. I had not notified her that I was coming. When I entered the building which was extremely hot she was working away in just a pair of skimpy shorts and her bra, no blouse. I already knew she was a fine looking woman and after the previous incident with the nighty I knew she had a great body, and here she was again with her tits almost on display. This time it was her turn to be shocked as she hadn't expected anyone to walk in on her. She was apologizing and I told her it was ok as I understood that it was so hot to work in. She could see me looking at her tits barely covered in the lace material of her bra. Her nipples seemed to be getting more prominent as was the bulge in my trousers. As I stood there looking her hand stroked over my bulge and then slipped under my waistband and down in my trousers to my cock. Then she had moved into me as I stood there and her tongue was in my mouth. I couldn't help myself and grabbed a handful of her tits as my tongue invaded her mouth. Her bra was rucked up and had freed both her breasts as I ducked my head down to take a nipple into my mouth. Tara groaned and pushed her tits tighter to my face as she slowly wanked my cock inside my trousers. Compared to my 6 feet Tara was just 5' 4" and quite small. I lifted her off the floor and sat her on a desk and continued to suckle on her tits. Tara was constantly moaning as she was unbuckling my trousers and pulling them along with my Y Fronts down to my knees. I lifted Tara just enough to get her shorts off to find she wasn't wearing any panties. I moved down her body kissing it as I went. Then I was between her legs and sucking her pussy lips into my mouth. Tara was wriggling and it was hard to keep pressure on her clitoris as she squealed her way through he orgasm. As she lay there she was looking at me as I moved up her body and aimed my cock at her pussy. Her big brown eyes looked as if they were pleading to me as I touched the tip of my cock on her pussy lips. Her hands grabbed my arse and pulled me in allowing my cock full access to her pussy. As we fucked and she thrust back at my groin, I alternated from kissing her tits to kissing her mouth. Then she came again, shaking and groaning. I could see those eyes pleading with me to keep going, which I did. Then I was getting close to coming and she told me not to come in her as she wasn't protected. I pulled out before I came, and to my surprise she quickly took most of my length into her mouth where I sprayed most of my cum and just a little on her face. Tara swallowed the load in her mouth and reached for her shorts and a tissue to clean herself up. Then she licked my cock clean before pulling up my Y Fronts and trousers and doing me back up. As we sat down on the chairs she joked that she had definitely gone the extra mile today. It was hard to argue otherwise. I held our meeting as professionally as one could after that. She asked what else she could do to help her grading marks. I suggested more training and she jumped at the chance. Over the next month or two her performance improved as did some of the other tasks she could do to the point that she now rated as a good. Also with the next two meetings we again screwed each other. Then came the day of her next annual performance review. We held the meeting and I rated her a good as she had achieved that level. She was kissing me as she signed her review. Then she suggested as it was lunch time we went to her flat. I followed her van to the flat. I was shocked when we entered the flat as her flat mate wasn't a man, but another sexy woman. Tara liked woman as much if not more than men. Her friend Rosie also liked men and women and the three of us ended up in bed, sucking and fucking for almost two hours. Tara left me with Rosie to get back to finishing her work. Rosie and I fucked once more and sucked most of the afternoon away. When Tara arrived back I had nothing more to give and watched her and Rosie suck and finger each other and then play with some of their toys. Eventually totally bushed I went home. I had one more session with Rosie and Tara and fucked Tara twice more on her own. Then she not only got her move to another part of the company, she also got a promotion. The day before she left my team I went to see her and do her transfer papers. She took me back to her flat where we were sucking each other when Rosie arrived home and joined us. The girls gave me a long girl girl show before they took turns sucking my cock and riding on my face. Then I had both on all fours and took turns fucking each of them. The sex went of for what seemed hours. Eventually I had to make for home, again totally fucked out. Sadly that was the last time that I saw Rosie or Tara. She would call me from time to time to tell me how she was getting on. Her boyfriend had moved in with her and Rosie. She told me her new boss was a woman and that they had an all girl threesome. Then she was promoted again and I never heard from her again.