There was the sound of the call reconnecting above him. "Jacob, I'm back." Kevin was absolutely shocked- her perfected casual business tone was completely unchanged, despite the ludicrous display that was happening just below her webcam's view.
"All right, what did you find out?"
Beth shook her head. "I don't know, Jacob. You think they're nickel and dining you at the last minute, but did you see the new CFO is ex-Techscape?"
"... What? No, I... let me look..." Jacob sounded shocked and worried. This caused Beth to shove Kevin's face harder into her pussy. Kevin was in heaven, totally devoted to Beth, doing everything in his power to make her feel good. He squeezed his cock in an attempt to stop himself from cumming. "Jesus, you don't think...?"
"They're considering other options. Wouldn't be the first time Techscape grabbed an opp right before we could get it done. This isn't about closing this for the quarter, this is about getting it done or losing it." Beth was grabbing Kevin's hair very roughly now. Kevin could feel his eyes practically rolling up into his head as he began to jerk faster.
"All right, you've made your point. Three percent."
"Four. Four and I get it done before Friday."
"Well..."
"Jacob, you've got your mansion, your kids are out of college, you've got your boat. What the hell do you need the extra four percent for? I'm in a dump on the upper east side. No, what you want is the respect." Despite her casual tone, Kevin could tell she was getting very close. Her hips were moving faster, she was pulling his hair harder, guiding him up and down. "You want to be able to go to the CEO and tell them you closed another massive deal. Give me the four percent and I'll close them but I'll never tell a soul. You get all the credit, you're just giving me a little side action to get it done. It'll be your pipeline that looks good, not mine."
"I don't know..." said Jacob, hesitant. He was close to giving in and Beth was close to cumming- not that her voice gave that away.
"Either you can keep stressing about this thing, pacing in your office all day," she continued, voice almost imperceptibly shaky from her imminent orgasm, "Or you can call the CEO from that boat and tell him you've hit your quota six months early. Which sounds better to you?"
Kevin heard Jacob sigh. "All right. Done. Four percent."
He heard Beth slam something on the keyboard- the call went silent again.
Suddenly, without warning, Beth put both her legs behind Kevin's back, pulling him in and locking his head between her thighs. It was similar to what Chrissy had done on the bed last week, but it was at a completely different level between Beth's thicker and stronger thighs. Screaming, Beth's body shivered with an orgasm as Kevin frantically licked her clit. Her ability to go from casual conversation to full on orgasm was mild blowing. Kevin also let himself jerk off at a normal speed, and came immediately, filling his boxer briefs with what felt like the most cum he had ever produced in his life.
After a few moments, Beth came down from her highs, releasing his head. She tapped the keyboard again.
"Hey, what happened?" asked Jacob.
"Sorry, Jacob." Beth reached down, tenderly touching Kevin's face. "The dog made a bit of a mess on the floor. I've gotta go- we're good at four."
"Excellent. Talk soon!"
The line went dead.
Beth slid her chair back, getting a better look at Kevin. She gently rubbed her palm on his cheek. "That was very good, Kevin. Very good. I'm very happy. You're a good, good boy. You did a great job." She was breathing deep in recovery.
Kevin felt himself lean into her palm. He felt a bit like a dog at the moment, actually.
"Come on out."
Kevin crawled out of his desk, a little sad it was over. He stood in front of her, looking at her.
She smiled at him- a bright, genuine smile. "That has always been a fantasy of mine. So, thanks."
Kevin blinked at her, shocked.
"...What? Don't pretend like it's odder than what you're into. I can't tell you how many male execs brag about getting a BJ on calls..."
"No, I just, uh. I've never seen... your real smile. It's beautiful."
Her ears flushed red, and she looked away from him, back to the computer. "You probably need to go back to work."
Kevin felt a little worried that crossed a line. "Oh. Right, yeah, I'll get out of your... your hair." He grabbed his jeans on the floor, and headed towards the door.
"Kevin?" called Beth, as his hand touched the handle of the door.
"Yeah?" He looked back at her. She didn't look at him, now- she was still facing the computer. With her pants off, and looking relaxed with a post-orgasm glow, she looked more casually beautiful than he had ever seen her. It was nice to see this side of her.
"How did I close Jacob?"
"... what?"
"Just then. I got him to agree to give me what I wanted. How?" She still wasn't looking at him, opening up emails on her laptop.
"Um, I don't... I was pretty distracted at the time of the call..."
"Think about it."
He thought. What had she said to the guy on the phone? "You were saying something about... credit, or... what he was going to get, or something..."
"I made him understand the problem, but then, I didn't make it about the money. I made it about him getting what he really wanted. Right?"
"...Yeah, I guess so?"
"So. That's how you ask for a raise. Figure out what your boss really wants. Then, make it about that. Everybody just lists their accomplishments and then asks for more money. Which may work for a slight cost of living raise, but that's about it. For a real raise, make them focus on how you're going to get them what they want. Then they know what they're paying for."
Kevin paused. He had actually forgotten that's how all this started. "Oh! Oh, yeah... yeah, that makes sense." He thought about it more for a second. "Hey, you guys were talking about percentages there- percentages of what?"
"Of the average annual recurring revenue of the contract."
"Like, that's what you, personally, make?"
"The commission, yes."
"So... how much is the contract for?"
Beth finally spun in the desk chair, facing Kevin. She was still naked from the waist down, so Kevin could not help but glance. He noted her long legs again, but this time he could more clearly see her wide hips and the sides of her ass pressed against the desk chair. She sat, however, totally comfortably, not ashamed of her nudity in the slightest. Sex was her power.
She raised an eyebrow. "You really want to know?"
"I do."
She looked like she was thinking about it, then gave a teasing smile. "A lot."
"Beth, do you actually make five hundred dollars an hour?"
"Get out of my room."
"One last thing: you said I have to find out what my boss wants. How do I do that? How do I figure out what he wants?"
The twinkle of mischief and hunger was back in her eyes. "That," she said seductively, "will cost you another meeting under the desk."