Contract End - Sex Stories

Contract End

Bruce lay back on his bed and contemplated his days work, his deal for support services to the Saudi government had been accepted, guaranteeing Bruce a bonus of over $250,000 and bringing $5 m into his company. He reflected on the major aspects of the negotiations, proving the quality of the services offered and the ability of the individuals involved. He wondered what would have happened if he had taken the advice of his MD, Stuart Chambers, to provide the Saudi's with the services of call girls during their visits to London. Instead Bruce had argued successfully that the money would be better spent flying the project team to Riyadh for six weeks to learn and understand the culture of the customer. A strategy which paid off handsomely at a particularly difficult point in the negotiations, where Sheikh Omad had requested a local administrator to oversee the project management. Under normal circumstances this would have been totally against company policy, however the team had recognised the Saudi middle east tensions, and their absolute requirement to be able to be seen 'in control' even if it had no effect on company direction. In the end, and agreement had been reached with a little budget padding to finance a local 'executive' to manage all office matters. Bruce took a shower, and prepared himself for dinner. He wished that Debbie, had come over to Saudi Arabia with him, but she had decided that their marriage would survive his 2 year secondment to the middle east, and ...

... remained in London. He left his 8th floor room at the Marriot, at a little after 8.00pm, and summoned the lift to take him to the restaurant for a celebration dinner with his team. As he arrived in the restaurant, it was clear that his team had been celebrating for some time. They were in a rowdy mood, and cheered loudly as he joined them. He ordered drinks all round, and a toast was proposed. 'To Bruce and the team'. He felt a little flattered, but accepted their congratulations with good nature. The Maitre D called them through for dinner, and Bruce found himself centre of the table sitting between Sarah and Jackie. "That's your present," said Alistair the company sales Manager, winking. Sarah and Jackie had been seconded to the Saudi project team as 'girl Fridays'. Both spoke good Arabic, and had been heavily involved during the inevitable wining and dining of the Saudi delegation, in support of the negotiations. Bruce was struck by the change in the way both girls were dressed, compared to their business attire. Jackie had on a tight, short black dress, with deep revealing cuts both front and back. Sarah also had a short dress, but the dress was shoulderless and was unbelievably low cut. She was obviously wearing a push up bra, and her breasts were almost completely revealed before the dress began just covering her nipples. Bruce couldn't help side glances at both girls throughout dinner, and found eye contact almost impossible during conversation. Left alone his eyes ...