26-07-2022, 03:06 PM
The next day Mily reported to Mr. Roy and told him that her meeting with Sid had gone about as well as it could have under the circumstances. Obviously, she didn’t mention anything that had gone on between them. Nor did she tell her boss that Sid had called her that morning and told her that he didn’t want her wearing a bra or panties whenever they met. Mr. Roy mentioned to Mily that he and Sid would be meeting this very morning to discuss the submission. He wanted Mily to be available in case Sid wanted to meet with her.
Mily went back to her office in a bit of a frazzle. She didn’t expect that Sid would be in the office that day, but she was too afraid of Sid’s reputation as a cut throat to not abide by his wishes. On the way back to her office she stopped off at the ladies room and took off her bra and panties. She looked in the bathroom mirror and saw that the sheer blouse was not made to be worn without a bra. Her big melons swayed and jiggled with her every move and the nipples stuck right through the thin material. Carrying the two pieces of underwear in her hand, Mily made her way quickly back to the safety of her office avoiding any Sid or aisle that had any employees of Roy and sons. Once safely within the confines of her office, she put on her suit coat to cover her nearly naked breasts.
Mily tried to work as the morning progressed, but she found herself unable to concentrate. She found that the meeting between Roy and Sid had already started and she wondered what Sid had told Roy about their meeting the day before. After what seemed an eternity, Roy called Mily on the intercom and told her that Sid wanted to meet with her in her office. Of course, Mily told him to come right over.
Mily sat nervously behind her oversized desk, trying to look as calm as possible. Soon enough there was a knock at the door and Mily’s secretary showed Sid into the office. To Mily’s relief, there was another man who followed Sid into Mily’s office. Sid told the man to shut the door to Mily’s office and then introduced the man as Rahul, a friend of his that worked with the regulating body that had found the problems with the submission. Now Mily wished that she had kept her bra on, but nevertheless, she smiled nicely at the man and extended her hand to shake his.
He looked to be the typical government nerd, poorly dressed and poorly groomed, but holding a great deal of sway because of his position. His greasy hair was a bit too long and his glasses were about a decade out of style. Mily also noticed that his pants were probably purchased when his waist was a 34 instead of the 40 that he now required. As a result, his belly hung over his belt in a gross manner. He was probably in his mid fifties and looking forward to a government pension after his retirement.
Sid politely told Mily that he wanted to take a bit of her time.
Mily buzzed her secretary. “Hold my calls until after my meeting with Mr. Sid and Mr. Rahul.”
Sid began the meeting.
“Rahul here suggested that we meet completely off the record and informally to gauge just what our position is and where we stand with the submission.”
The bureaucrat nodded seriously.
“I told him that since the submission was entirely your work that we should include you in the meeting.”
Mily recognized Sid’s subtle placement of responsibility. She wondered whether she should even be talking to Rahul if they were considering criminal charges, but she decided that not talking to him would be viewed as an admission of concern on her part about her work. She decided that the best course of action was to go ahead and meet as if nothing was wrong.
The three people discussed the situation for about half an hour. At that point, Mily was nearly sick to her stomach. Sid’s companies could lose millions if the submission was delayed and the result would be catastrophic if it was denied. And if there were criminal charges made, the financial problems would look like a minor problem in comparison.
Rahul was so meanly mouthed about the prospects of remedying the submission that Mily’s heart dropped. According to the fat bureaucrat, it wasn’t up to only him. Even if he agreed to try and fix the problem, he’d have to get others to agree as well. And his merely approaching the others involved might raise a red flag that he was trying to circumvent the rules. It could mean a loss of his job, even if he agreed to try. Mily’s heart beat rapidly as her hopes sank with his every word.
During the meeting, Mily was aware that Sid shifted in his chair constantly and that he appeared to grow more and more agitated with the meeting. Clearly this was not what he wanted to hear from Rahul. Finally, as if he could stand it no longer, Sid appeared to abruptly end the meeting.
“Rahul, Mily here knows how bad our situation is. She knows it’s her fault. She knows that Roy and sons could fold if this serious breach of her obligations as a lawyer is exposed. What I’ve got to find out is how the fuck we get your folks to allow us to resubmit or reapply or whatever the fuck we need to do. How do we get to your folks? As far as Mily goes, she’s on board to do whatever we need done to remedy this, aren’t you, Mily?”
Mily was stunned by his anger, and afraid of the blanket statements that he had made, but she nodded her head affirming what he had said anyway.
Sid was now moved to action. He stood up and walked around Mily’s desk. “Rahul,” he said, “we’re going to get this thing fixed because we’re willing to go the extra mile to get it fixed.”
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Mily went back to her office in a bit of a frazzle. She didn’t expect that Sid would be in the office that day, but she was too afraid of Sid’s reputation as a cut throat to not abide by his wishes. On the way back to her office she stopped off at the ladies room and took off her bra and panties. She looked in the bathroom mirror and saw that the sheer blouse was not made to be worn without a bra. Her big melons swayed and jiggled with her every move and the nipples stuck right through the thin material. Carrying the two pieces of underwear in her hand, Mily made her way quickly back to the safety of her office avoiding any Sid or aisle that had any employees of Roy and sons. Once safely within the confines of her office, she put on her suit coat to cover her nearly naked breasts.
Mily tried to work as the morning progressed, but she found herself unable to concentrate. She found that the meeting between Roy and Sid had already started and she wondered what Sid had told Roy about their meeting the day before. After what seemed an eternity, Roy called Mily on the intercom and told her that Sid wanted to meet with her in her office. Of course, Mily told him to come right over.
Mily sat nervously behind her oversized desk, trying to look as calm as possible. Soon enough there was a knock at the door and Mily’s secretary showed Sid into the office. To Mily’s relief, there was another man who followed Sid into Mily’s office. Sid told the man to shut the door to Mily’s office and then introduced the man as Rahul, a friend of his that worked with the regulating body that had found the problems with the submission. Now Mily wished that she had kept her bra on, but nevertheless, she smiled nicely at the man and extended her hand to shake his.
He looked to be the typical government nerd, poorly dressed and poorly groomed, but holding a great deal of sway because of his position. His greasy hair was a bit too long and his glasses were about a decade out of style. Mily also noticed that his pants were probably purchased when his waist was a 34 instead of the 40 that he now required. As a result, his belly hung over his belt in a gross manner. He was probably in his mid fifties and looking forward to a government pension after his retirement.
Sid politely told Mily that he wanted to take a bit of her time.
Mily buzzed her secretary. “Hold my calls until after my meeting with Mr. Sid and Mr. Rahul.”
Sid began the meeting.
“Rahul here suggested that we meet completely off the record and informally to gauge just what our position is and where we stand with the submission.”
The bureaucrat nodded seriously.
“I told him that since the submission was entirely your work that we should include you in the meeting.”
Mily recognized Sid’s subtle placement of responsibility. She wondered whether she should even be talking to Rahul if they were considering criminal charges, but she decided that not talking to him would be viewed as an admission of concern on her part about her work. She decided that the best course of action was to go ahead and meet as if nothing was wrong.
The three people discussed the situation for about half an hour. At that point, Mily was nearly sick to her stomach. Sid’s companies could lose millions if the submission was delayed and the result would be catastrophic if it was denied. And if there were criminal charges made, the financial problems would look like a minor problem in comparison.
Rahul was so meanly mouthed about the prospects of remedying the submission that Mily’s heart dropped. According to the fat bureaucrat, it wasn’t up to only him. Even if he agreed to try and fix the problem, he’d have to get others to agree as well. And his merely approaching the others involved might raise a red flag that he was trying to circumvent the rules. It could mean a loss of his job, even if he agreed to try. Mily’s heart beat rapidly as her hopes sank with his every word.
During the meeting, Mily was aware that Sid shifted in his chair constantly and that he appeared to grow more and more agitated with the meeting. Clearly this was not what he wanted to hear from Rahul. Finally, as if he could stand it no longer, Sid appeared to abruptly end the meeting.
“Rahul, Mily here knows how bad our situation is. She knows it’s her fault. She knows that Roy and sons could fold if this serious breach of her obligations as a lawyer is exposed. What I’ve got to find out is how the fuck we get your folks to allow us to resubmit or reapply or whatever the fuck we need to do. How do we get to your folks? As far as Mily goes, she’s on board to do whatever we need done to remedy this, aren’t you, Mily?”
Mily was stunned by his anger, and afraid of the blanket statements that he had made, but she nodded her head affirming what he had said anyway.
Sid was now moved to action. He stood up and walked around Mily’s desk. “Rahul,” he said, “we’re going to get this thing fixed because we’re willing to go the extra mile to get it fixed.”
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