The day had finally arrived, the end of my first three months in my new sales role. Here, we all were at HQ for the quarterly sales meeting.

I’d been surprised to have made it onto Georgie’s sales team. She was the stuff of legend within the firm. Her sales team had broken all sales records and beat out every other sales team in the country for three years running.

She was seemingly adored and respected by her team and loathed by everyone else. She was subject to plenty of snide comments; no one who knew would divulge her secrets, and those who didn’t know could only guess at how she got so much out of her team.

And here I was, now one of them, having tried for the last year to get on the team. I looked around the boardroom table at the other 9 team members. A mix of men and women, all of whom were seemingly in various states of nervousness. I’d just scraped past my target, but I was guessing some of those who lacked confidence maybe hadn’t.

Georgie kept us waiting for a good 15 minutes past the scheduled start time. I thought this was a power play, but it certainly didn’t seem to bother any of the rest of the team, who all chatted freely about their latest deals. Georgie eventually strode in. She was a commanding sight. Only about 5’ 4” tall but wearing heels, a pencil skirt and a semi-translucent expensive blouse with a deep red bra beneath clearly showing through.

She exuded a powerful mix of the confidence of a zero fucks given attitude and a bitch boss energy. All of which made her all the more magnetic to the enthralled team, who gazed glowingly at her as if her mere presence was enriching their lives.

The meeting kicked off and was 90 minutes of back-slapping friendly jibes, seemingly a pretence ahead of the meaty end of the meeting. With all the presentations done, the door opened, and some of the admin staff wheeled in a couple of trolleys with drinks and some food on. The mood in the room perked up a tad. Sales teams do like a free drink, after all…

Georgie mingled as we drank more than a few, chatting and laughing, taking the rip out of each other, bonding and generally letting go of the stresses of a busy quarter. This continued till after the close of business, and as the time ticked round to 7 pm, Georgie eyed the clock and then tapped her glass to get everyone’s attention.

The room fell silent, and she bestowed us all with a smile. “Well, team. What a quarter it’s been. Smith, you’re new, so I’ll say this once and once only.” this was directed at me.

“As the rest of you know, these meetings are our chance to bond and celebrate our successes and learn from our not-quite-successes”, this last said with an enigmatically wry smile, which brought about a smattering of sniggers and the odd nervous laugh as well.

“Smith, understand this and understand it well. What goes on from now on never leaves this group. We’ve all made a commitment to one another that my methods remain a secret. They are unique. They are effective. Our results speak for themselves.” This prompted a raucous cheer.

“You now have a choice. You make the same commitment to us and become a permanent member of this team, with all the attendant benefits. Or you chose to walk out now. You’ll go with our good wishes, but if you stay, you can never discuss what happens with anyone else outside of this room.”

“You signed an NDA when you joined the firm, and I can’t emphasise enough how watertight it is… If what happens here is leaked, I will destroy you. So what do you say? Are you in or out?”

What sort of set-up was this? I looked around at my new colleagues. They looked at me expectantly. Jones and Williams gave me a slight nod of encouragement. “Georgie, I trust you. I’ve wanted to be part of this team for a long time. I’m in.”

A cheer went up, glasses were raised, and another drink was taken by all. “You heard the man”, Georgie said. “He’s in, so you know what to do”.

The rest of the team started to strip off. What the fuck?? I must have looked like a right idiot, still fully clothed when everyone else but Georgie was surprisingly naked, very quickly. What had I just agreed to?

“Carruthers. Will you do the honours, please?” Georgie said, favouring the guy who had made the largest sales this quarter. He moved towards the boss and helped her out of her blouse and skirt. Her large FF boobs were barely restrained in the finest lingerie I think I’ve ever seen. I guess as the head of an ultra-successful sales team, her commission afforded her the ability to buy the very best. She could certainly afford Louboutins, it seemed, as she kinked a leg in removing the skirt, the telltale rich red soles were exposed to all.

“Galvin, Orviss. Give Smith a hand, will you? Clearly, this is all a shock to the poor boy. Thank you ladies.“ Wendy and Holly approached me with welcoming smiles as they slowly and methodically disrobed me, giving my ass and cock a squeeze and a stroke.

So there I was stark bollock naked along with everyone else apart from Georgie. I was seriously wishing I’d spent more time in the gym. Carruthers, Williams and Marshall had all put the hours in.

“OK, so we start, as always, with those that didn’t hit their target. This quarter, only one of you missed the sales target. It was, as you probably won’t be surprised to learn, Gulliver. I swear you enjoy the punishment a little too much, Gulliver. But rules are rules… Orviss, would you do the honours, please?”

Holly went to one of the cupboards, in which lay a safe. She deftly entered the 6-digit code and removed a wooden box. It was some sort of exotic dark wood, with Georgie’s initials inlaid into it. It looked expensive. Holly brought it and laid it in front of Georgie, who had taken her seat at the head of the table.

Georgie opened the box with a foam interior and a startling array of dildos of increasing girth ensconced inside. She drew her fingers over each before settling on the middle-sized one, which looked to be an inch and a half in girth and a good 7 inches in length. It was smooth and clearly hand-crafted in glass, as all its siblings were.

I stood both dumbstruck as an onlooker to what was unfolding before my eyes. “Gulliver, you know the score. Please assume the position.” Gulliver meekly went to the opposite end of the table, leant forward, placed both his hands on the table and offered his behind for what was clearly going to follow. Carruthers and Williams took hold of his hands.

Georgie rose from her seat, took a long swig of her drink and then demurely sashayed to where Gulliver stood waiting. “Galvin, Orviss. You’ve both done well this quarter. Take your pick, ladies, and do what you will with them.”

Holly squealed a little and clapped her hands, making her boobs jiggle. She grabbed hold of Forrester and dragged him over to an expensive-looking Barcelona leather sofa. She thrust him onto his back and climbed aboard his rapidly hardening cock. She rode him with abandon and very vocal appreciation of his attentions!

Wendy looked around the room, a little shy it seemed as she was a size 16, I’d guess, and seemed less confident in her body than her fellow saleswoman. I noticed Jones giving her the come-on. She caught his eye and went to him. They moved to one of the other sofas in the room. Wendy sat and spread her legs as Jones went down on her, much to her pleasure.

I thought someone must have slipped me a hallucinogen in my drink. I’d never seen anything like this. I must have looked a sight as Marshall came up beside me and gently closed my gaping jaw. “You’ll get used to it, old boy”, he said. ‘Just let yourself go, enjoy the show and the rewards you’ll receive for meeting your target”.

I must have nodded dumbly as my attention was drawn back to matters at the end of the table currently occupied by Gulliver. Georgie was being helped into a contraption by Marshall, who had gone over to her to assist. With the harness fastened around her hips, Marshall handed her the glass dildo, and Georgie slotted it into the holder on her harness.

“So Marshall, what do we think? Should we give him the benefit of lube?”. “I’m not sure, Georgie. This is the third quarter running he’s missed target,” Marshall responded. “But he wasn’t far off. Maybe just a little?”

“You may be right. OK, be a love and lube me up then!” I sensed Georgie was just getting started and was clearly relishing having this power over one of her team. The glass dildo held my attention. It glistened under the harsh fluorescent lighting as the lube stickily coated it. Its position plumb against Georgie’s flat stomach looked oddly not out of place.

“Brace yourself, Gulliver. I’m coming in!” She bellowed. The team members who weren’t enjoying one another or holding Gulliver down started drumming on the table and began a low “ooooooooooooo”. Georgie slid into him with very little resistance.

“You naughty boy” she chided. “You knew this was coming, so you prepared for me, didn’t you? I knew you were missing your targets deliberately, you dark horse!” She teased. “Sorry Georgie, I can’t help it. No one fucks me in the arse quite like you.” He mumbled through gritted teeth.

“Quite right, Gulliver. Quite right,” She said as she thrust the full length of the dildo into him, causing his cock to hit the edge of the table. “Hold him still, lads”, Georgie commanded. Carruthers and Williams took a firmer hold of their colleague. Georgie thrust away at his puckered arse, picking up speed until Gulliver exploded cum over the tabletop.

“Oh, you messy boy”, Georgie said in a mock disapproving tone. “Well, you know the rules. You’re on clean-up duty, so on you crack!” With that, she withdrew from Gulliver. Marshall stepped in to remove the harness from her and placed it to one side.

“Galvin, Orviss. Have you had enough fun yet?” Georgie enquired. “Almost there”, Wendy grunted as she pulled Jones further between her legs. He quickly brought her to a shuddering orgasm as he knew he was keeping the boss waiting, “Fuck yes, yes, yes! Fuuuuuck!” Holly exclaimed as she went bolt rigid on Forrester’s cock.

“Marshall. The cushions please,” Georgie commanded. Marshall duly obliged and laid a number of very plump cushions on the floor. Georgie slipped out of her Louboutins and knelt on the cushions. “Right, who’s first?” She asked. The team organised itself into sales volume order, with Carruthers seemingly going to get the first reward.

His six-pack was very defined, and Georgie beckoned him over. She ran her hand from his chest over his abs and settled on the base of his rather large cock. She played with it teasingly, slowly wanking it as well as stroking his balls with her other hand. I could see Carruthers tensing. Georgie’s teasing was definitely having an effect. He couldn’t be that close to coming, could he? She’d barely touched him.

With that, she clasped his balls in her right hand and used this grip to steer his cock into her open mouth, swallowing his near 8 inches in one go. She set to work on his length like a woman possessed. He lasted about 30 seconds before she pulled him out to wank him to orgasm all over her FF tits.

“You better get yourself a drink, Carruthers”, she advised. “You’ll need more stamina for the finale!”. “Next!” Up stepped Marshall; he too was taken in one go, but he took a while to be taken to the edge and beyond. Again his cum was used to decorate Georgie’s expansive breasts.

And so, for the next hour, Georgie licked and sucked until everyone, including Holly and Wendy, had been brought to a knee-trembling orgasm.

I was the only one left. “As it’s your first meeting, Smith, you get a different treat. Ladies, would you do the honours?” Holly and Wendy led me by the hand to the table and indicated I should lie on it. Doing as I was told, Wendy climbed onto my cock, and Holly knelt over me with her pussy poised over my mouth.

Wendy got to riding my cock, whilst Georgie came over and started wanking Holly, all within touching distance of my mouth. Holly thrust her mons further out in response to Georgie’s magic touch. Her knees were touching my cheeks, and I could feel the telltale signs of an orgasm.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m sorry, Georgie, I can’t hold on any longer,” Holly whimpered. “It’s alright, my dear, let him have it,” she said knowingly as she went hell for leather across Holly’s clit. I was coated in her gushing, squirting cum. Marshall forced my mouth open, and Holly lowered herself over it.

I had to gulp many times to swallow her cum or risk a near drowning. She squirted for what felt like an age. Spent, she climbed off, and as she moved, Wendy leaned forward, still riding my cock. She diligently and greedily licked me clean of any errant cum.

“That will do, Galvin” Georgie commanded. Wendy dutifully clambered off me. “Over here, Smith,” Georgie said. I slipped off the table on unsteady legs, my throbbing cock having managed to hang on gamely.

“This evening can’t be complete without your cum being added to this collection,” she said, indicating her cum-soaked tits. She swallowed me in one smooth motion, Wendy’s pussy juices acting as a natural lube. Georgie expertly swallowed my cock whilst simultaneously seemingly managing to stroke my cock with her tongue. The sensation was something else.

I felt hands on my balls and managed to look down to see Wendy massaging them in time to Georgie’s industrial-level sucking. I then felt a further pair of hands and a warm and wet sensation between my arse cheeks. I look back to see Holly rimming me. I dropped down slightly to give her better access to my anus. The multi-handed attack of my cock, balls and ass proved to be too much, and I was soon decorating Georgie’s FF beauties with my own contribution.

“Well, team. That was a very successful session,” Georgie proclaimed. “Marshall, give me a hand, will you?” Marshall stepped over and helped Georgie back into her skirt and blouse, the cum making it stick to her skin and create visible patches of wetness.

“Enjoy your evening, everyone, and don’t stay up too late or get too naughty! We’ve got calls to make tomorrow. Oh, and Gulliver? No action for you, dear boy, you’re on clean-up duty!”

And with that, she left us to it. Maybe I’ll tell you the tale of what followed another time…