"Hi David. It's Joe. Get yourself naked on the bed. We've only got a few minutes."
"What?" David gasped, recognizing the voice of his boss, Joseph Samuels. "Mr. Samuels?"
"Yes, David," Mr. Samuels said impatiently. "We have to make it a quickie. I've taken my Viagra, but we need to discuss the Henderson account before we go to the shareholder's meeting, and I have to keep up appearances. The shareholders will know if I haven't recently boned you."
David took his pen and quickly wrote: Mr. Samuels does not want to have sex with me.
"I don't like this any more than you do, David, but rules are rules, and it's the nature of the whole corporate culture. So get ready to make the beast with two backs so we can have more time to discuss the Henderson account."
David took his pen and wrote: Mr. Samuels does not have to have sex with me.
"You know what, David?" Mr. Samuels said quickly. "You're fired. I'm tired of your insubbordination. Keep your clothes on and clean out your desk. I'll handle the Henderson account myself."
David took his pen and changed the period to a comma, adding: , because I've been promoted to a position equal to his own with no superior directly above me. All the shareholders will clearly see that I have what it takes to make it in the corporate world.
David felt a sudden intense tugging in his groin and then suddenly his cock rose out of the top of his pants in a massive erection, rising up and out, longer and thicker until brushed his tie.
Mr. Samuels opened the door. "Oh good, you're ready," he said, patting David on the back. "Ever ready David. You'll certainly show everyone at the shareholders meeting that I was wise to promote you to co-president. And you won't need any Viagra to service the staff. Everyone can see you've got what it takes to make it in the corporate world."