Jake felt his penis stiffen in his pants. Thanks to the app there was an awful lot more eye candy in the office these days. Might as well keep it going. He observed the lawyers shuffling paperwork and chatting. They didn’t notice him.
Tom James stood in front of a large digital display which had an important document displayed to the room. He had short, grey-streaked hair, a stern expression, and eyes that held a sharp, piercing gaze. He wore a sharp fitted suit, the blazer unbuttoned.
To Tom's left was John, a man in his early 40s with a lean, athletic build. John had dark hair, neatly combed back, and a clean-shaven face. He was flipping through a thick legal brief, his brow furrowed in concentration as he highlighted key points with a yellow marker.
Beside John was Mike, a man in his mid-30s with a pudgy build and a friendly face. Mike had blond hair, slightly tousled, and a pair of reading glasses perched on the end of his nose.
Across from john was Pat, a man in his early 30s with a slim, wiry build. Pat had red hair, neatly styled, and a pair of wire-framed glasses.
Finally, at the other end of the table, was Aaron, a man in his late 30s with a muscular build and a serious expression. Aaron had black hair, neatly trimmed, and a goatee that added a touch of sophistication to his appearance.
He quickly changed lawyers to milfs and observed the new reality. They continued to discuss the legal documents but they were all very different.
Tom James was now a striking woman in her mid-40s with shoulder-length auburn hair that had a few subtle streaks of gray, giving her a sophisticated look. She was dressed in a tailored navy blue pantsuit that accentuated her curves. Her blouse was a soft silk, unbuttoned just enough to reveal a hint of cleavage. She stood by the display, one hip kicked out.
John was now a woman in her early 40s with a bob of chestnut hair that framed her face perfectly. She had bright, sparkling blue eyes and was wearing a form-fitting skirt suit in a deep burgundy color. Her blouse was a creamy white, and she had on a pair of sheer hose that accentuated her shapely legs. She was leaning forward, her elbows on the table, displaying a deep valley of creamy white cleavage from her large, motherly tits.
Beside John was Mike, transformed into a woman in her mid-30s with a layered cut of dark brown hair that fell just below her shoulders. She was dressed in a professional skirt and blouse ensemble in a rich emerald green. She wore a pair of classic pumps and had on a pair of sheer hose that added a touch of elegance to her outfit. One finger was playing with her hair as the other scrawled notes on a pad.
Across from John was Pat, now a woman in her early 30s with a shoulder-length cut of light brown hair that had a few subtle highlights. She had smoldering hazel eyes and was wearing a tailored suit in a soft gray color. Her blouse was a delicate lace, and she had on a pair of opaque tights that complemented her professional attire. She was focused on the display, absentmindedly sucking in the end of a pen with her supple, bright red lips.
Finally, at the other end of the table, was Aaron, transformed into a woman in her late 30s with a sleek, straight cut of medium brown hair that fell to her shoulders. She had piercing blue eyes and was dressed in a chic pantsuit in a deep plum color. Her blouse was a silky material in a complementary shade, and she had on a pair of high heels that added an extra touch of sophistication to her outfit. Her legs were crossed and one heel tapping lightly on the floor.
His boner was now rock hard. He had the app make another sentence. It said “The women of the legal team are anticipating a working lunch.” He considered his options