Birching Miss Birch - Part One of Three - Sex Stories

Birching Miss Birch - Part One of Three

... areas to test out their system. Then, if we have a problem somewhere, we have already vetted the process.” She had prepared several different arguments intended to convince upper management to select her office for the test. But before she could begin any of her prepared presentation, her boss surprised her by heartily agreeing with her suggestion. “That is a very good idea, Miss Birch,” he bubbled. “And since it is your idea, I think that you and your office should be the ones to test out this process. We can have temps and the night shift cover your workload for a couple days while you are all gone.” He then leaned close to the regional supervisor sitting next to him and said, “Sometimes it’s handed to you on a silver platter. I’ve been wracking my brains trying to figure out how to get her and that office into some sort of intervention and training for almost nine months.” He coughed slightly to cover his next words. “It was that or fire her outright without clear cause. She is starting to be a real pain in the ass. I’m pretty sure this training is going to be another fiasco for her, but it will solve things for me one way or the other.” The man next to him laughed, “And I’ve been trying to find a way to shut down that program so we can sell off their land. It overlooks a lake and is right next to a national park. We could subdivide it and make a killing. Her going down in flames gives you the excuse to fire her, and having them fail at turning her office around could be ...

... just the excuse I need to close out the program.” Maddy, however, heard none of this as she inwardly rejoiced that she had an opportunity to whip her subordinates into shape. Give them a weekend in the wilderness alone with her, and no one would ever question her authority again. Her moment to savor this victory was cut short, however, by her boss’s curt order, “Make sure you sell this to your section, Maddy. From everything I’ve read, the people have to want to do this or it won’t work.” ‘That might be a problem,’ she thought to herself. ‘Anything that I propose will immediately be rejected by those clowns... except Darla.’ Darla Lewis was her personal assistant. She had been with Maddy for nine years– since the first day both of them came to work for the company. “I am hitching my wagon to your star,” Darla had said to her that day. “You’ve got the degree and the proper background. It also looks like you have the looks, the connections and the right skin color to move up. You can go far, and you are taking this fat, little black girl from the projects all the way to the top with you.” Darla then tilted her head and turned it slightly so that it appeared that she was looking at Maddy with just one eye. With Maddy’s full attention, she said, “You promise me that you will always take me with you, and I promise you that I will do whatever it takes to get you there.” Maddy knew that Darla was possibly starting to regret her choice, but she was still intensely loyal and had helped ...