THE BUSINESS RETREAT

EPISODE 2
Therefore, conclusively speaking, the
very gospel reason everybody looked
forward to the trip was not because we
wished to get better on our jobs or any
nonsense like that. No. Rather, because
we can’t wait to continue were we
stopped last year! Personally, I did meet
and chat with one of the guys from our
Onitsha branch. He told me his name
was Anthony and he was one heck of a
powerfully built 6-footer! For the several
hours we talked, I endlessly kept
checking out his rather bulgy fly and
gawd!, he looked real big down there!
I also noticed his eyes wouldn’t leave my
burst-line for a second and that gave me
immense joy! It was unfortunate
anyway, that I eventually lost contact
with him after we had left for our
respective branches. But I assume the
lovely time I had with him, was same for
many of our staff that had gone with us
back then as I observed the connection
that was undeniably in the air. We all had
great fun and would feel so bad if we
missed it this time around. It also didn’t
help when the Head Office finally
released the activities for this year’s
edition! Simply reading through the
items got my juices running as I
imagined the sensual side to all of them!
The symposium was going to last across
four days. The arrival was going to be on
a Tuesday while actual activities will
begin on Wednesday. Friday was
scheduled for the much-anticipated
Games Hour while the closing dinner
would hold on Saturday night against a
Sunday departure! We were also
expected to use the Saturday morning
and afternoon for personal routines like
shopping, visiting the salon and every
other thing we may have failed to do
during the weekdays. In fact, it was also
norm to use those early hours to get in
the mood for the much-heralded dinner
– paying a lot of attention to your hair,
choice of make-up and of course dinner
dress! In addition to the usual activities,
there were also new introductions,
especially with the games. Just like the
previous year, we were going to work as
groups but the choice of games were
different from the ones we had always
known. It was while participating in the
usual ones that I had met Anthony a year
ago. And before we would get through it
together, we had embraced and fondled
each other countless times!
Also making the list were seminars and
presentations from selected staff
members from various branches. I
already assumed the only guy from Port
Harcourt would unfailingly be speaking
as usual. He wasn’t the most senior from
the branch as a lady was the Branch
Head there but he was always asked to
do so. While that spoke a lot about the
frailties of the supposed Head at our PH
branch, the dude was admittedly
intelligent and has never failed to deliver
sound presentations! We were basically
in for a beautiful rendezvous this time
around!
The 8-man crew list was the next thing
to be announced as well as the selected
venue for the summit! The venue was
going to be a popular 2-star hotel in
Abuja! And contrary to all expectations, I
made the list! In fact, my name – Ms.
Daniela Chucks, was number 5(!) as
always and Binta’s only came at a distant
8! It was unbelievable and I just couldn’t
contain my joy! It was as though the
Head and his allies couldn’t just find a
way of justifying my exclusion because
at the end of the day, one of the senior
male staff unfortunately got the boot. We
were going to be 4 men and 4 ladies
with myself, the secretary, the Head of
Operations (Mrs. Kudirat) and a senior
member of staff (Ms. Bunmi) forming the
ladies end. The men remained relatively
unchanged with just the exclusion of the
other senior staff being the only
difference. So we now had our Branch
head – Mr. Osondu, his vice – Mr
Kolawole, our Head of Operations – Dr.
Sani and the BH’s aide – Mark, forming
the men’s wing. It seemed fair to all as
the requirement didn’t exactly exclude
the main secretary. Binta also seemed to
cherish the opportunity given how
mellow she suddenly became after the
list was announced. It began looking like
she was almost dropped despite all her
exertions and crack at the top. Her
Kittycat and Bosom proved to be almost
insufficient in securing her an
untouchable place on the list after all!
However, what I also felt was another
explanation to her situation was the
general feeling within the office. Given
she was only new to the firm, I assume
the bosses on top must have had
double-minds about including her. They
definitely knew what the last Retreat
was like so should tell what the coming
one could turn out to be. Even though
she was supposedly an available S£x-
machine to all of them, they may have
been uncertain about how she was
going to accept the rather
unprofessional culture that would
definitely surround the coming business
meeting.
Anyways, that wasn’t mine to bother
about anymore. I was finally on the list
and it gave me enormous delight! The
endless enquiries from staff had ended
too even though I always wondered why
they ever bothered to ask since about
the same group of people made the list
virtually every year. My sympathies were
only with Mr. Afolabi, who had to be
dropped in order to retain me on the list.
Even though I began thinking it probably
wasn’t appropriate to have him attend at
all since he only just got married about a
week before. He was certainly better off
cuddling his newly married wife – Tope.
Anyways, that wasn’t the case for my
single self. I soon began making my
plans for the jaunt and scheduled my
shopping for the following Saturday.
Words cannot literally explain the kinds
of cloths I hand-picked for my trip,
because I practically broke the world of
morality and decency!
We were all in Abuja at exactly Tuesday
afternoon as earlier scheduled by
management! We had first gathered at
the office from where the staff-bus
moved us to the airport, culminating in a
straight flight to Abuja. As always, there
was an official shuttle waiting to drive us
to the location which I later realized was
a bit of a distance from the airport. It
was a beautiful location all the same
with the lodges positioned over an
amazing landscape of trees, green fields
and distant hills! By the time we would
settle into our rooms for the evening, we
didn’t remember we had made such a
relatively long trip. But that wasn’t until
we had fully registered with the
organizing staff and coordinated the
presentation our branch was required to
make the following day. The ladies in
charge of the registration were part of
the 10 staff members from our Head
Office and I quickly recognized them
since they have always formed the crew
from Abuja. I even knew their names
despite disliking them with a distinct
passion! And it wasn’t long before I
further noticed that unlike the previous
year when they had 4 men in their midst,
8 out of the 10 on the current crew
were all ladies; leaving just the CEO and
his Vice as the only men. How snooty can
these ladies be, moreover! They were
beautiful and classy quite alright.
They were beautiful and classy quite
alright
But their supposed involvement with the
Head Office was certainly getting into
their heads and the arrogance that
followed them everywhere they went
was just appalling. Moreover, they always
looked like the corporate prostitutes I
always presumed they were – dressing
to kill even when it didn’t matter.
…they always looked like the corporate
prostitutes I always presumed they were
– dressing to kill even when it didn’t
matter.
That afternoon, 6 of the less-busy 8 kept
wandering from one end to another in
supposed calls for attention. There
admittedly big booties never stopped
wriggling their sheer skimpy gowns and
mini-skirts into submission as they
swayed from side to side! They did turn
a couple of heads anyways; especially
that of the bosses. It was easy to see
why talks that they take turns to Fork the
CEO and his Vice was likely true!
Anyways, I continued observing other
staff from other branches as they arrived
even after my own branch had fully
registered, dropped our bags in our
assigned rooms and returned to have a
brief chat. We picked a corner of the
spacious well-landscaped quadrangle
were the registration was equally going
on, and after getting ourselves some
softs and snacks, found a concrete
platform to sit on. We soon began
talking about our plans as a branch for
the event. As expected, Binta was already
looking to Lord the talk, appearing more
like the number two to the boss than
just an office secretary.
Strangely, her antics never seemed to
bother me at all as I was curiously
occupied with a sudden search for
Anthony – the dude from Onitsha! I
couldn’t still tell if his branch had arrived
since I was yet to see any of them. They
have always been just 8 men, leaving me
to wonder many at times if there were
no women at all in their branch! How I
sometimes wished I worked with them
as I could envisage endless fun all day!
However, it was already becoming
disturbing as I still found no trace of
them despite what hour of day it was. I
had just seen the Port Harcourt crew
arrive with their ever gorgeous boss
leading the way. Her choice of a trouser-
suit was perfect even though the trouser
appeared a bit too tight on her bum,
thus giving off a candid display of panty-
line as she approached the registration
table!
…thus giving off a candid display of
panty-line as she approached the
registration table!
They were another branch that always
lacked balance in the selection of their
attending crew. They had come with 7
ladies and just a guy who I already knew
would be delivering their branch’s
presentation. Predictably, the ladies were
more or less dressed like their boss. They
looked very smart but with a tint of raw-
sexiness to them. One of them even had
the slit on her skirt running as far as into
the middle of her Buttocks! I quite as well knew she was a glorious
sight for the guys as she severally bent
to zip and unzip her luggage during
registration! Ultimately, no one was a
match for the Abuja chics in seduction!
Their outfits were more or less an open
invitation to their admittedly tempting
bodies and even where they made little
effort to have a piece of fabric covering
some flesh, they dealt the boys a reverse
blow by allowing either their panty-line
or poking Tips to brazenly outline
themselves across the material! They
were just a handful to say the least!
When the shuttle carrying the Onitsha
crew eventually drove in, I was likely the
first to notice and predictably, my heart
skipped! I had been more concerned
about them more than the supposed
chat going on within my branch. I was
suddenly very excited as I watched the
bus pull over for them to come off. While
I felt a bit scared that Anthony may likely
not be in the bus, I still couldn’t contain
my nerves and even felt my Kittycat
moisten that instant! It was just
unbelievable how a mere expectation
was already turning me on! Fortunately,
he was part of them! And wasn’t
changed at all! He was still his usual hefty
self and his ‘stone-cold’ bald glistened in
the relapsing sun as he stepped down
from the bus. I just melted on seeing him
in full and almost turned fully away from
my colleagues as I watched him walk
aside his mates towards the registration
stand. They were all in black suits and
how it looked smart on them! I guess his
mind was probably set on me too
because I noticed how he frequently
seemed to check around. He would flash
a glance here and there as though he
was keen to find something if not
someone! Unfortunately, he kept missing
my spot and how that enraged me! I
was almost feeling like yelling for him to
know I was just a few distances from
him! Thankfully, I didn’t have to do that,
because he soon caught my figure
eventually and as soon as his eyes met
mine, he dashed out a charming smile! I
smiled back, lifting an arm and waving
briskly.
“Hi…” I managed to say as well guessing
he would barely hear me because of the
relative gap between us.
He raised a hand too in response and
had this smirk in his lips that seemed to
ask why I wasn’t coming for a hug or
something. I managed to figure out
quite well so quickly pointed to my
colleagues just then. He smiled once
again, waving his head.
“Later…” he finally feigned a whisper,
bringing his left hand beside his mouth
as though to make it louder.
I nodded my head while taking up the
smile and then looked away. Of course
just momentarily, because I soon
returned my eyes on him, drinking up
his chiseled look! He was just breath-
taking and quite the presence! I
wouldn’t know why so soon, but I found
my eyes checking out his fly once again
even though I was quite lucky he didn’t
catch me doing so. For he soon began
checking me out too, choosing to look
away anytime I attempted bringing my
eyes his way. It was something I enjoy
doing with guys and it soon got me all
sticky and wet!
By the time he would find a platform
nearby to sit, I had completely turned
around to face him instead of the on-
going meeting behind me! I had been
completely taken by his presence and I
hadn’t stopped looking at him still! I kept
checking out his large chest which
despite being concealed within his
jacket, was still visibly hunky! I
comfortably recalled the Games time the
previous year and how he had
repeatedly placed his ripped hands over
mine. He had so much muscle on them
and a matching tattoo one. Imagining
being held in those arms and being
Forked with every vigour possible, was
enough to get my panty further
drenched and want to make me stand
and walk over to him for a full mouth
kiss!
Stunningly, it was as though he had
similar thoughts, because the next time I
would look at his face, his eyes were
firmly fixed on the part of my under-
thighs which were inevitably revealed
after I had crossed one leg over the
other! I found it very thrilling and quickly
dropped the leg to bring him better
enticement!
I found it very thrilling and quickly
dropped the leg to bring him better
enticement!
Of course he quickly moved his eyes
away, probably thinking that I had
caught him or something. But after a
few moments, he returned them! Being
directly opposite me meant I wasn’t
required to expose myself too much so it
was very much certain that he was the
only one having a decent look into my
spread thighs! And how much
happiness that gave me! I still looked up
at him a few more times, and our eyes
met on all counts! It was kind of obvious
that we both knew what we were doing
and as we lasted further into the act, I
spread my legs even wider apart! I was
even wondering at some point if he
could see the large patch of dampness
that had soaked a portion of my visible
panty!
I was dying for him and I knew he was
dying for me too because he began
crossing and uncrossing his legs
suddenly! Probably in every effort to
respond to the killing sensation he was
getting! Unlucky for both of us though,
his branch were soon done with all
registrations and room numbers were
subsequently given to them – he had to
go in now.
“Catcha later…” he finally said, smiling as
he stood to walk away with his bags.
“Alright Tony!” I replied in a jiffy,
crossing back my legs!
He was soon turning away, doing his
best to hide (with a bag) the huge
erection that had formed under his
trousers, which I unfailingly noticed as
soon as he stood!
I just couldn’t wait anymore for the
Business Retreat to begin! After all, I had
already gotten so wet, just on arrival
day!
Just like the previous year, little concerns
like chow and provisions were already
taken care of by the Head Office before
hand. We were only required to simply
place an order with the hotel cafe for the
food to be served straightaway, right at
our doorstep! What made it even more
outstanding, was that we always had
about 3-4 cuisines per meal, to pick
from. Nobody was being forced to eat
something they weren’t used to or didn’t
feel like eating at that very point in time!
It was something commendable for us
the attending staff! The first night had
already gone spectacularly well and the
entire staff were now looking forward
to our first meeting; myself included. I
had returned to my room a few minutes
after the arrival day chat, showered and
changed into my night dress. I remained
indoors, glossing through some of the
documents I had obtained for our
presentation the following day. After
putting through some calls to my mum
and sister, reaffirming my wellbeing, I
faced the TV. I basically had no dinner
that night and did wake up with an
empty stomach the next day.
Nonetheless, I just had to join the day
which did suddenly begin quite quickly!
The schedule of activities slated for the
coming hours, explained that we would
have two sessions of a meeting. The
first, which was going to come in the
morning, will be just presentations from
every branch office excluding the Head
Office. We would be required to discuss
our successes and achievements within
the past one year; paying good attention
to statistical differences over that period
of time. Then the second session will be
mostly interactive. That will be the time
branches will be expected to highlight
the challenges they face and any efforts
they had made to overcome such
challenges thus far. A lunch break was
unfailingly going to come in-between
too. Now, judging from the dress
requirements placed on us all and the
perceived unlikelihood that anyone
would begin going slutry already this
early, I opted to pick a fairly simple and
‘decent’ outfit. While it looked rather
short, tight on my bum and quite with a
lengthy slit behind, my choice of skirt
that morning didn’t scream much of a
nympho! Neither did my office shirt
scream whorish either; even though my
deep cleavage were now more exposed
than I would rather have them on a
Sunday morning when heading to my
Parish, back in Lagos!
In total contrast, my predictions turned
out to be completely wrong! Apart from
the girls from my branch who were
almost dressed as myself, there was
nothing ‘decent’ about most of the other
people already present in our meeting
hall when I walked in later that morning!
Of course, the Abuja ladies were always
going to be on top of it all but a few of
the Port Harcourt girls were similarly
culprits of the act as well!
This also included their boss who for
some inexplicable reasons I still had
refused to find quite depraved, despite
being surrounded by numerous
overwhelming evidences! She was in
fact, the most daring amongst them all –
she was on a very short sleeveless gown
and it looked slightly see-through to me!
In fact, the dark colour of the gown was
the only thing that made it a bit tricky to
detect its see-through nature since it
perfectly matched the colour of her skin
in every way! But on close viewing, one
would comfortably see how bare she
was underneath! If not for the several
belts that were beautifully strapped
across the clothe in clever exquisite
design, I would bet that her Tips and
possibly Kittycat would have been easily
spotted through the near-transparent
fabric of the gown!
To Be Continued…