Business Competition 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Not everything in business is simply black or white!’


Business Competition

The firm of Bradman and Sons was a successful communications company. A
company with full order books and an array of different electronic equipment
it made that was going out all over the country and to a good number of
overseas buyers too. So, things were going well, but the company still had a
lot of potential and was on the verge of competing, seriously, with the big
boys in the electronic communication field. So, business was indeed good right
now!

All this wasn't lost on the firm's chairman who had plans to expand into the
Far East market. But to do that he needed someone to head this new division he
was keen to get up and running. But who would he choose for this new key roll,
who could he trust to put in charge of the Far East desk, who indeed? Of
course, within the firm there were a lot of rumours about all of this, rumours
that the Chairman encouraged. As it meant there was a lot of people eager to
catch his eye due to their 'good efficient work.' People hoping their name
would be put on the short list for the new post. But again, there were also
rumours that there might be someone new, brought in from outside the firm to
take over the new desk. But no one, except the Chairman, knew exactly what was
going on here, so everyone was still keen to impress!

Amounts all these hopefuls were the Black and the White families, well
families ... ... ! Both Mr and Mrs White and Mr and Mrs Black all worked
within the firm and all of them currently occupied position where they could,
if found suitable, be promoted to this new Far East desk. But of course, it
was all down to 'if they were found to be suitable!' So, it was time to show
off, to impress, to get their names on that short list. Already these four
where in positions where they could be considered as they had the experience
that someone going into this new roll would need.

Firstly, there was the White family ... ...

Mrs White, Cicely was a quite attractive black woman in her late 30's who was
already working the firms European Desk. She was dealing with their large
customer base and orders, so she had gained good experience there already.

Mr White, Daryl was a broad, handsome black man who'd just turned 40. He was
already the senior member of the North America sales teams. So, he too had the
experience of finding, meeting and getting order from new customers.

These two, the husband and wife had been together here at the firm for a long
time now and had worked most areas within the firm. They were a good, hard
working, strong team and family. They had a Daughter, Cloe, a more petite
schoolgirl who was doing very well at school in her studies, she was a good A*
student. So, together the White family had already ticked a number of boxes
for this new job, a job that both Daryl and Cicely wanted for themselves!

Then the was the Black family ... ...

Mrs Black, Jenna was a quite lovely white female with striking red hair and in
her mid 30's. Currently running the World Wide promotion Desk, so had her
'fingers in many pie's' so to speak, and knew a bit about everything.

Mr Black, Anthony was tall white with a rough and ready look and in his late
30's. The firms 'trouble shooter', going here, there, sorting things out
before they got worse. So, he knew his way around the whole of the firm.

These two, this other husband and wife 'team', had only been with the firm for
the last five years or so. But they both also had vast experience of working
with other rival firms before coming here. They were a solid, experience team
and also family. These two had a Son, the tall schoolboy Tony, who was already
representing his school and the county at sports. The Black family were
ticking boxes and looking eagerly, both of them, at this new job opportunity.

The Black's and the White's were all in the running for the job, they all
secretly knew that, but there was only one post up for grabs! But it wasn't
all bad news, as the new job would need an assistant so there was also a new
post of Far East support Desk. Which if rumours were to be believe, and there
were a lot of rumours, this would then run into the next phase of the firm's
expansion, the Australia Desk! So, it would seem only sensible if one of them
got the Far East Desk, then their spouse would get the support desk! Well,
that all made sense to this lot.

So, the White's and the Black's were really fighting for two jobs, and when
your 'fighting' for a new job in your firm, you tend to start 'fighting
dirty!' Don't you? Although, in theory, it 'didn't' matter who got the Far
East Desk so long as their other half got the Support Desk roll, as that would
lead onto the Australian Desk. But even so 'everyone' really just wanted the
Far East Desk, after all who really wants to start off in a 'support' roll, as
an 'assistant' to their other half, no one really wanted that did they!

But whoever got the job had to also show they were a company man, or woman and
had to be able to work with anyone, everyone, a real 'team' player. So, any
'back stabbing' that went on had to been down quietly, out of sight and
defiantly underhanded. So, long as whoever your 'target' was they did actually
get the full blame and were subsequently knocked down the list for the new
job. Or better still if the back stabbing was 'that good' then your target got
taken off the list, permanently. So, with all this in mind it left the Black's
and the White's with just one problem, what could they do, and not get caught
for, to get their rivals off the list?

The front runners for this new job, surprisingly where, in no particular
order, Mr Black, Mrs White, Mrs Black and Mr White. In fact, over the past
week or so, the 'order' of who was at the top of that list was changing at an
hourly rate. As each of them did their best work to impress those senior
members of the firm and move closer to that all important top position. But of
course, at the same time they were all planning the downfall of their
opponents!

But all of this was done in a very civilised manner, each one of these
potential candidates for the new roll was, of course, being their normal
helpful self. The White's going out their way to help the Black's with their
work. While the Black's were assisting at every opportunity the White's with
their daily workloads. All done in a way where the helper, the assistant got
noticed by those higher up in the firm, those making the decisions. But all
the time plans were still being made!

This being 'helpful', also meant there was now a closeness with the two
families and it allowed the Black's to check for 'kinks' in the White's work
'armour' and how they worked. Plus, it was useful to the Whites as they looked
for 'cracks' in the way the Black's worked and went about their duties. To
find out each of these candidates' weaknesses, where they were vulnerable and
how they could be manipulated. As the days and a week went on with all this
observing and planning, it was now obvious there were no friends in
'business!'

Mrs White had come up with a wonderful idea of getting all the suitably aged
children from the local school, were most of the firm's staff sent their kids.
To get them all here to help them with their Business Studies Courses, their
Administration Course and their general Maths, English and General Studies. It
was a good idea and as a lot of the senior members of the firm had their
children taking part it meant that the attractive black woman, Cicely, gained
a good number of 'brownie points.'

Of course, the White's Daughter, Cloe was there, as she was joining in her
parents plan to 'impress!' Showing off, in a 'good' way, showing her strong
understanding of business, as briefed by her parents beforehand! And showing
how good she was at 'everything.' Mr Black, Anthony, noticed the girl, well
she did have a lot of her Mother's loveliness and he liked what he saw, but he
also wondered if she could be used ... ... used to? Well, he'd have to think
more about that one. After all the white man wouldn't want to use the lovely
black schoolgirl for anything else ... ... would he?

Similarly, the attractive black Mother, Cicely had noticed someone herself,
the boy Tony, the white lad and Son of the Black's. He was a nice, cute
looking young lad, a sports boy and a boy that the woman thought ... ... Well
though he might be susceptible to some 'distractions' and he might then divert
his parents' attention away from their work! But really how would a woman like
her be able to distract a boy like him?

Then there was the afternoon BBQ that Mr Black, Anthony had arranged for
everyone at work, held in the large open green area at the back of the firms'
mains building and large enough for everyone to attended and bring family.
Anthony had overhead the Chairman saying he was going to miss a family BBQ
this weekend as he had to fly out to the Far East for a visit. So, his 'idea',
for a firm's BBQ to welcome summer, before the weekend, before the Chairman
had to fly out, so he was able to attend. Well, it was all very well received
by the Chairman!

At the BBQ Mrs Black, Jenna had noticed when a slightly drunk Angela, from
accounts, had 'cornered' the black man Daryl. Angela had moved in close, Daryl
had backed away until he was pushed up against the desert table there, as she
obviously liked him. But before it had got anywhere near bad Angela's husband
had come along and guided his wife away. People had seen it but it wasn't bad,
as Angela was so obviously a bit too tippy, but Jenna had noticed that Daryl
had smiled at the start of this. Then realising people were looking, he'd
backed away, changing his expression too. Almost as if he liked the attention,
but would have prefer it in a more secluded environment instead, interesting!

Also Cicely had noticed that her female opponent had been looking at her
husband, did the white woman have a liking for a black man? She knew her
husband was a bit of a ladies' man, could attract even the drunk ones, but he
loathed women who enjoyed too much to drink. She'd had to keep him under
control the last few months, she didn't need him doing anything
'unprofessional!' Not with this job coming up. But 'if' Jenna came on to her
husband, and the Chairman found out about it. Well, that would be different
and it wouldn't be Daryl's fault either, 'Hmmm?'

In all this the two youngsters the black schoolgirl Cloe and the white
schoolboy Tony who were also here, 'flying the flag', so to speak for their
parents. Having been noticed by everyone as the 'perfect' children! But the
two women, Cicely and Jenna had also noticed a couple of other things two.
Cicely noticed that Anthony had taken a couple of looks in her Daughter's
direction, again 'Hmmm interesting!' Plus, Jenna had also noticed that
Cicely's eyes had more than once taken in her Son, Tony too, 'Hmmm very
interesting!' Maybe the younger Black and White's could also play their part
in all of this, adding a 'something else' to the plans so to speak, 'Hmmm yes
it was all very interesting!'

Of course, the youngsters, the schoolgirl Cloe and the schoolboy Tony, at this
stage, knew they were here to impress. They knew about the job that was up for
grabs and knew they 'had to play their part', but that was it. And like good
kids they just did the bare minimum their parents asked, anything for a quiet
life. Anyway, these kids had already gone through with their own plan. They'd
sneaked off, while their parents were busy 'impressing' at the BBQ. They met
up out the way, behind the tent that had been set up for the event and had
their own good schoolkid snog with each other! Well, it would hardly be a good
idea to tell their parents that they, kind of, had a schoolkid crush on each
other, and were sort of seeing each other. No, at this stage that wouldn't go
down well at all!

So, as the days and a week went by it was still 'even stevens' between these
two main couples for that all important new job, well on paper it was. But to
the Black's it seemed as if the White's were already ahead by a long way. Of
course, to the White's, the Black's looked as if they were already way in the
lead! So, what to do? What to do indeed, the plans had to be finalised and put
into action as time was running out. Rumour had it there was going to be an
announcement on the Far East Desk at the end of next week!

So, in the Black's house that evening the last points to 'their' plan where
being put into place. Well, it was really Jenna's plan, her plan that would
put the White's, Cicely and Daryl in a bad light. Take them out the running
for the job, both of them. But being the woman, she was, it wasn't just to
push the White's off that short list, but that was of course the first part.
But there was also a second part, where she, and she alone came out looking
good. Good enough to get that Far East Desk job for herself, just herself!
She'd willingly sacrifice her husband to get the top job, after all he could
be offered the Support Desk roll, if need be. But a third part of 'her' plan
was to get that lovely young man from accounts that she ... ... !

The one in accounts that she 'liked', the one that she wanted to get the
support job, so he could work 'closely' with her and that's where he'd stay.
What about the Austrian Desk job? Well Jenna had someone else in mind for
that. Someone she could manipulate as she made her way further up the firms
ladder to the very top. Jenna had some long term plans, which at the moment,
all seemed to be working out just fine for her!

Of course, Anthony only knew about the first part of what he thought was their
'joint plan', his wife's second part and especially her third part was all
very 'Hush, Hush!' But then again as he didn't seem to appear in much of her
other plans, there was no need for him to know about them, was there? So, as
she sat there checking through the notes she'd made, the ones that she'd
written out and the ones her husband was 'allowed' to see. The notes on the
first part of 'her' plan. 'Yes, it all looked fine', and was soon to be put in
place, in fact it would all start tomorrow, Friday. Jenna smiled as she closed
the book and now called out to those others, her husband and Son, who would be
involved. As everyone had their part to play in her plan now!

Over in the White's house and Cicely and Daryl were also sat down and looking
through their notes on their plan! Again, everything looked good and if it all
went 'to plan', then the Black's would be out of the running, totally, for
that new top job. As the attractive black woman closed her notebook, the one
that only had the first part of her plan in it. She looked over at her
husband, assured that he knew nothing of other parts that she'd worked out.
There were a couple more parts that Daryl knew nothing about. Like the new
youth in the firms IT department, who was 'helping' his wife with a few
things. The young man who'd make a good candidate for the support desk job, so
he could work closely with her!

Cicely took another sip of her wine then called out to make sure everyone was
paying attention around her and that included Cloe too. So, she could go
through the plan, one last time as it was all due to start tomorrow, Friday.
The day when the White's got rid of the Black's off of the short list and with
that done, then the Far East Desk job was all 'Hers!'

So, it was now the next day, Friday. The day that both the Black's and the
White's were ready to put their plans, well the first part of the lady's
plan's, into action!

The firm's main office was a modern building laid out in well defined working
areas, like the European Desk area, or the North American, African Desk's,
etc. Areas all in their own specific part of the building, and so on. It kept
everyone together, focused on their work. Another feature was that all the
'walls' of the offices were made of glass, so when walking down any corridor
you could see who was where and if they were working ... ... or not! Again, it
kept everyone on their toes and working, just as the Chairman liked it.

This Friday started well for everyone.

Cicely was dealing with a couple of new customers, finishing setting up their
first orders with the company, that sort of thing, all very normal.

Jenna was in accounts going through some issues there with one of the new
members in that area, making sure the young man had everything in hand!

Daryl was on a video call with a potential new client, caching up after he'd
sent over some information about the products the firm could supply.

Anthony was dealing with a supply issue, one that required an experience hand
as there was some rescheduling that was also required with this.

So, to anyone looking on, like the Chairman, who did like his walks around the
firm and as he walked, he would look through those glass wall to check
everyone was working properly! That's what he saw today everyone working hard.
Plus, he was keen to check on all those who were on 'his' shortlist for the
new Far East Desk too. So, far the top candidates were all looking good. So,
after his midday walk around the corridors of his firm, after seeing
everything was good and it was a Friday. He was now off to the golf club for
the rest of the day. Well, the Chairman knew that everything was in 'safe
hands', so it was OK for him to slip off, before he flew out tomorrow to the
Far East!

As he'd been walking around, stopping, looking, smiling then carrying on
Cicely, Jenna, Daryl and Anthony all looked up from what they were doing and
they to all smiled, grinned. As they all knew it was now 'safe' to move around
and get their plans rolling! Once the Chairman had done his walk around of a
Friday and as there was various time difference with many of the foreign
desks. It was standard practice, so long as all the work was done and the
heads of all those various desks were happy. It was OK for people to start to
slip away. And so it began.

By mid afternoon and with all the work done in the four arears where our
competitors for the new top job worked, people were already packing up and
leaving for the day, ready to enjoy their weekends. Everyone except ... ... !

Cicely, Jenna, Daryl and Anthony, all kept themselves busy, letting everyone
else around them pack up and leave. There was nothing unusual about this as
just about everyone, including the cleaner in the firm knew that these four
were all after this top job. So, taking on more work, putting in the extra
hours, staying late were all excepted form these four. It took a while but
eventually it looked as if everyone was gone, had left for the day. There was
an odd few people here and there, in the accounts and IT. But nothing and no
one that could interfere with the plans that the Black's and the White's had.

It was Anthony who was the first to 'notice' something odd though, he was just
about to set off to put into action the first part of ... ... when he saw, 'is
that who I think it is?' The glass walls that where everywhere where clear at
the bottom and top with frosted glass in the middle area. So, when someone
walked past, you could see feet and part of their legs. Then it was all that
frosted stuff, followed by their shoulders and head, depending on how tall
they were.

But just then Anthony was sure he'd seen a girl walking past his office, out
there in the corridor and past his office. A young girl, but he wasn't too
sure, as he couldn't see all of her clearly due to the frosted glass area and
she was quite small. But there was something different about 'her', she wasn't
anyone that worked here, he was sure of that. Then Anthony saw her as she went
past his office door, quite quickly went passed his door. All the doors had
fully clear glass, so you could see who was coming into your office. Yes, even
though she moved quickly he saw her and knew who it was. He'd caught a good
glimpse of a school uniform, and the girl, a black girl and knew it was Cloe,
the White's Daughter. The quite nice young black schoolgirl that this man had
noticed and it was a girl that he ... ... !

At the same time and Cicely who was also in her office, acting as if she was
still working. But in fact, just making sure that everyone else had left for
the day and that she was the last one left there in her area. She heard
something and looked up and there passing her office she could see the head of
a young white lad that she instantly recognised as the younger one of the
Black family. The woman smiled and for a moment everything else was forgotten
about as she thought about the lad. Then as he walked past her door and she
could see him fully, clearly, in his sweet schoolboy uniform, she thought
again about ... ... !

Of course, there was no coincidence that Cloe and Tony had dropped around into
their parents work after school. Not that this in itself was unusual, an open
family approach was encouraged by the firm, but today, at this time it was
obvious it had to do with the plan, the two plans, that was being played out.

Jenna had told her Son, Tony to come round after school, at 4 O'Clock as she
knew nearly everyone would have left by then. She also told her Son he had to
walk down this particular corridor, to walk this route, and then go to his
Fathers office, which would be empty and wait there. Jenna Black knew that
sending her Son past Cicely's office would distract the woman and as the
building was empty, she'd then take the opportunity to ... ... well she was a
woman and the black woman did like her Son. Jenna knew, all too well that
Cicely would be tempted, after all a woman, even a Mother can always tell
something like that! So, with Cicely out of her office Jenna could sneak in
the empty office, and she was sure that her Son would have little difficulty
in keeping the busty black woman, 'busy.' This all meant that Jenna could put
the rest of her plan into action!

Cicely had told her Daughter Cloe to also come to the office after school, and
to again use a specific route through the building too. That way she'd go past
Anthony's office and ... ... ! That meant he'd see her, alone in an empty
office block, and then, of course he'd be more than tempted to follow the girl
to where she'd lead him! Cicely knew that the white man had an eye for her
Daughter, and she knew that Cloe could play the part of the tempting black
schoolgirl all too well, but that didn't worry the Mother. The woman already
knew that her Daughter was a bit of an object of some men's 'interest', but
she also knew her Daughter could take care of herself! So, with Anthony
'distracted' by Cloe, Cicely could slip into his office and that meant she
could put the rest of her plan into action!

As this was all happening, while Cloe was leading Anthony off on her own wild
goose chase, so to speak. Daryl's job in this part of his wife's plan was to
keep an eye on Jenna, to make sure that she didn't interfere while Cicely was
going through Anthony's office. At the same time, according to Jenna's plan,
her husband Anthony was meant to be checking up on Daryl while their Son, Tony
was distracting Cicely! But ... ... ! But of course. this was now already
going somewhat astray as both the Black's and the White's plans were
unfolding, and both at the same time! So, of course something was bound to go
wrong!

But in one way both plans were going right, as Anthony's interests had been
raised and he was now at the door of his office ready to follow the lovely
black schoolgirl as she moved off down the corridor. Plus, Cicely had
defiantly been distracted and was now making her way to her door so she could
investigate Tony who'd walked by her office. But the really wrong bit was as
Daryl was making his way down the stairs of the emergency stairwell, coming
down from his floor, down to the third floor. To where his wife's office was,
he was still confused about what he was to do and at what time. So, he'd
quickly nipped down to check with her on the third floor! That was her floor,
and he was almost there. Down the last couple of steps in the emergency
stairwell, then reaching out for the door and stepped quickly out onto the
third floor.

At the same time Jenna was in the lift coming up from her floor. The woman was
too keen to go through her rival's office to see what she could find, what she
could do in the office to get the black woman into trouble! As the lift
stopped, she stepped boldly out onto the third floor and, ... ... BANG!

Elsewhere in the firms building and having followed Cloe down the corridor to
the end and then down the main set of stairs. But making sure he kept a decent
distance, after all he didn't want to come across as some kind of weirdo
following a young girl around, did he? Down those main stairs to the ground
floor and then turning left she disappeared around the corner. This all,
intrigued Anthony, what was she doing and where was she going? It wasn't to
either of her parents' offices. Around that corner he looked and she was gone,
but where? It was a long corridor and he was sure she didn't have time to get
to any of those doors further down it. Then he noticed, probably for the first
time a door just there by the corner, with a sign on it, 'Maintenance Only.'

The Maintenance Room door was slightly ajar and it seemed to be the only place
that the girl could have gone. Under those words on the door was 'Boiler
Room', why would Cloe a schoolgirl, a Daughter of someone who worked here be
going down into the office boiler room, well he just had to find out, so
Anthony followed. What else could he do? Opening the door fully it was dark
inside, there was a set of stairs going downwards and a very dim light down at
the bottom of it. But still he had to go down there and see for himself, find
out what she was up to?

Anthony took a step onto the stairs and then carried on down into the darkness
and towards the dim light at the bottom. He took one stair then the next, but
still couldn't work out why she would have come down here and then as he
reached the bottom. The light was poor but he could still make out the large
tank looking objects with all those pipes coming out of it, which he assumed
must be the boiler. As he steps down and off the last step onto the concrete
floor of the boiler room, WHACK! OOOWWWHHH!

That just left the young lad Tony who at this moment was heading up by the far
secondary staircase, up to the floor where his Father's office was. He stopped
midway through taking a couple of steps up, as if he'd heard something, a
sound he couldn't work what it might be, but he was sure that he'd heard
something. His Mother had said to go this way, stay away from the lifts and
emergency stairwell as well as the main stairs, as it was best to stay out the
way! The boy listened again but there was nothing, so he carried on. Further
down this secondary stairwell and Cicely, had also stopped, froze there as she
was following the boy.

She'd also heard something but was ignoring it, the boy was suddenly the main
focus of her attraction and now he was back on the move and she hadn't been
detected yet, she caried on following. But to the 5th floors landing and
through the door into the main corridor he went, the black woman quickly
caught up. Opening the door, carefully, she peered round it, the floor was
empty except for the boy who was just going into his Father's office. Cicely
followed on, knowing her Draught would have already walked this way and done
her distraction work! The Mother, Cicely now moved down the corridor to the
office, just to check. It was as she thought, just the boy there, so her
Daughter had done her job and got the man's attention.

But now what to do ... ... ? Then an idea, and a good one, going back to the
stairwell door there was a box in the wall. Opening it and there were all the
light switches and everything else electrical. 'CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!' In his
Father's office the boy Tony was already bored and then suddenly the lights
went out, 'what the hell?' The emergency green lighting kicked in but it all
looked a bit eery and weird. Then the boy heard footsteps, 'strange there
shouldn't be anyone here?' Suddenly the door to his Father's office opened,
the boy strained to see who it was. Whoever it was, but by the outline it was
a woman, they stepped inside and were now coming towards him. If was defiantly
a woman, then getting closer she became a lot clearer and, 'Oh it's ... ... ',
SMACK!

Back on the third floor and there'd been a bit of a crash, Daryl coming out
the emergency stairwell door at speed to see his wife had collied into Jenna.
Who's keenest to get into Cicely office had caused her to rush too. The pair
had run, literally, into each other, it was one of those moments, "Fuck!"
"Dame!" Jenna was knocked back against the lift door, which luckily had
already closed, Daryl had staggered, trip and ended up on his arse next to the
stairwell door.

Well, the two doors, stairwell and lift were far too close to each other, it
was bound to have happened at some time, but it happened now and to these two!
There was this pause, this silence as Daryl and Jenna quickly realised who it
was, they'd bumped into, 'Shit!' Both had to think quickly, very quick, so of
course that meant that it was Jenna who came up with an idea first! Daryl was
already getting up from the floor and taking a step towards the woman, to make
sure she was OK.

But Jenna already had her 'new plan', she put her hands up in a 'defensive'
motion, as she knew there were cameras in the corridors! A clever move to make
the CCTV footage look as if Daryl had attacked her. Yes, a clever move! Then
another quick thought and Jenna, in a 'scared motion' moved in a big circle
around the now confused man and rushed for the stairwell door. Trying to make
her 'escape' look realistic! A very confused Daryl stood, spoke, but that
wouldn't come out on the CCTV, and turned around as Jenna was 'acting' so
strange, then followed her through that same door. But with no cameras in the
stairwell Jenna was ready for Daryl as he stepped through the door, and,
WHACK!

Down in the basement and the 'chase' between Anthony and the lovely black
schoolgirl Cloe around the building had come to a quite sharp and painful
finally! As he took that last step down into the boiler room, something quite
hard had struck him, up across his jaw, there had been a blur in that dimly
lit basement, but definitely something had come across and hit him. A blow
that made him stagger and fall back down onto the stairs he'd just come down.

Anthony shook his head, blinked rapidly to get his focus and clear his head,
he then reached out for the banister to the side to pull himself back onto his
feet. Anthony was sure he'd heard a kind of girly giggling! He pushed himself
up on the banister and, WOOSSHH! THUD! OOOOHHHH! There was the sound of
something, maybe a leg, cutting through the air and then he was hit again,
this time in the gut and somehow, he could fell it was indeed a leg that had
been driven into him.

He managed to stay on his feet this time, but the blow had knocked the wind
out of him and double him over. The blow made him gasp, but the dusty, stall,
hot air of the boiler room wasn't the best he could have hoped for. But he did
manage to fill his lugs, a bit and then to raise himself upwards. At the
moment there was another giggle and flashing in front of him, under that dull
light, was the figure of whoever it was who'd done this to him. The spinning
figure of a nice looking, even in this light, black schoolgirl. Twirling
around, then up to and in close to him, so she could slip her arm in and
around him. But still moving her body into him, the suddenly he was hauled
upwards and over her body. Up, over and then, THUD!

Up on floor five and the lights were still out, there was just the green glow
of those emergency light to show the boy Tony that it was indeed Mrs White,
Cicely who was now coming to, for him! And that's how it felt, 'she was coming
to get him!' Even in that green light the lad could see, quite clearly this
'look' on her face. It was the look of a woman who was 'determined',
'focused', one way or another to get, to have, to get 'something!' The boy
just wasn't sure what it was she wanted!

Then as she'd got to him there was the open hand slap across his face, her
dark hand against his white face, making him now somewhat red and sore. She
didn't know why but she'd struck this boy, she'd smacked him, quite hard, as
if telling him she was the one in charge here. It was as if a bit of deep down
'desire' had taken her over, and that desire, well, she liked it. It even made
her smile, then grin as she knew what she wanted, now, as everything else got
pushed to one side.

As she slapped him there was a look of shock on his face, a look that pleased
the woman, so she did it again, SMACK! Her other dark hand across the other
side of his young, sweet, white face and suddenly the woman, Cicely was
getting a liking for this. The second slap caused Tony to jump and looked even
more, stunned, even 'fearful' and yes, the woman did like this, how strange
was that? She went to slap him once again, the boy lad shuddered and moved
away, but Cicely wasn't having any of that, as she was now in a mood to ...
... ? She reached out and grabbed onto the youthful lad, garbing him by his
hair and ear as if he was a naughty boy. She liked that thought as she now
roughed him up a bit, ready to ... ... !

On floor three stairwell, and with a bit of quick thinking, having played out
his 'attack' on her, for the benefit of the CCTV in the corridor. Jenna now
had some freedom, knowing there were no cameras in this area. So, when a
confused Daryl had come after her through the stairwell door, her instincts
had just kicked in and she'd struck out at him coming through the door. All
that bag work in the gym seemed to finally pay off as it was a really good
punch, that she'd sent his way!

Daryl wasn't sure what he'd done, and with everything else going on, his
wife's plan in the back of his mind, he was really confused now! So going
through that door and seeing a fist heading him way had just made his stop
and, 'shit!' Jenna surprised herself by doing that but again she was trying to
think, put together a new plan and act all at the same time. But when she had
hit him, she kind of liked how it felt, liked it a lot, so much so that she
thought she'd try it again, quickly, and, WHACK!

Another hard strike to his face, one after the other in fast succession and
the broad black man was now even more stunned, plus hurt. His head and upper
body shook, there was a daze look in his eyes that were blinking madly, plus a
spot of blood that now appeared from his nose. That surprised and pleased her,
she was being to ... ... enjoy this. It was all wrong, she knew that but this
was a 'dog eat dog' business, plus there was still a prize in sight, WHACK!
She pounded him again, WHACK! Not letting him have any time to think, to
recover. Best of all was the CCTV that showed him bumping into her, then her
'escaping her attacker', so whatever happened here, away from the camera, was
just self-defence, wasn't it, WHACK!

Back in the basement boiler room, Anthony was in trouble, he'd already taken a
few good hits, and he was hurt, then the black schoolgirl Cloe had shown
herself fully for the first time. As if to confirm that it was indeed her who
was here and doing this to him. As she come in close, as the dim light had
shown her up for that first time, as he'd actually seen her. Her arm had
slipped in-between and around his body and his arm, she'd twisted, turned,
which in turn took him up, tossing him over her hip.

Her move had flung him forwards, then over her twisting, turning body, he was
spun completely over, around and surprisingly so easily by a much smaller
girl. Cloe, as her Mother knew, was a girl that could take care of herself.
Leading the man out his office and then out the way was one thing, that was
far too easy. Looking after herself if things had gone wrong, well that would
just be fun, and she was that kind of a schoolgirl and a girl who liked her
fun. Which was all just beginning!

As the man went over and dropped down to the boiler room floor, there was a
cloud of dust that puffed up off the dirty concrete. Anthony coughed,
spluttered as she'd hurt him and it was now difficult to breath. But the girl
had been given a free hand to keep this one busy, so it was going to get worse
for him, THUD! Her school shoe came down hard into the centre of his chest and
with the dim light and her being still in her school uniform the man for just
a second as he lay there on the floor looking up, had this thought ... ... !
She pushed down, then stepped over him and that thought went. Stepping over
onto the other side, she now reached down, grabbed his arm, dragging him
forcefully upwards, ready for, WHACK!

Up on the fifth floor and it was getting as if the older black woman was
losing her focus on her original plan, the one to take down the Black's. But
instead, she now had a new plan, and was just to take the Black's Son, take
and have him! But first she'd just like to play with him, to start with, then
she'd take charge of him, take control and then just take him. Now that seemed
a much better plan. Taking hold of him by his hair and ear, now it was play
time with the naughty boy!

She turned and dragged the boy along with her, and of course the lad who had
no idea what was going on just had to follow. Over towards his Father's desk
they went and as they got close the woman could see the humour in all this, in
what she was about to do. As they got close, her arm, hand that was holding
the boy was thrown forwards. Sending the hapless lad tumbling over towards the
desk and straight into it, THUD! Into and over it the boy fell, ready for his
punishment!

Bent over the desk, thrown there by the older black woman, like the naughty
boy he was, Cicely had Tony just where she wanted him. Well, wanted him in
this place right now, later she'd want him somewhere else! The lad had no idea
what was going on now, why he'd been hit, slapped and then thrown over the
desk by the woman and ... ... WHACK! OOOWWWHHH! Before he could think any more
about it all, there was a firm, very firm and very hard pain across his
backside. Pain from where he'd been 'slapped', 'spanked' by the woman with her
bare hand! Then WHACK! Her hand came down again as she gave him another and
then another smack! But somehow it did all feel quite ... ... , WHACK! God, it
hurt, but it was also, 'Good!'

Back up on the third floor, out in the stairwell and the blows that Jenna had
sent into the broad black man had ... ... Well, if the woman was to tell the
truth, it had all quite excited her, using her fist, hurting him in this way
and of course by taking him by surprise with her ferocity. Plus, taking
herself by surprise with how easily this had seemed to come to her, well!
Jeanna was quite worked up and in very good way too! All she now wanted to do
now was to carry this on and hurt him some more!

That wasn't a bad thing to want, was it? WHACK! Another blow after which the
woman took as step back and now looked at the hurt Daryl. Pleased with her
'work' so far and how hurt and shocked he now looked. In fact, Jenna was sure
that there was another few men who worked here, in the firm, in her department
that she'd like to do this to. It seemed better than just some verbal warning,
far better, and would be more affective in 'improving' their attention and
work levels, in her opinion!

The white redhead female threw her arm and fist towards the quite stunned,
hurt and now injured black man once more. Daryl's leg buckled as he was
totally unprepared for all this, he'd been caught totally out by the woman,
and her quite vicious and rapid attack on him. With all the blows he received
he'd somehow staggered and shuffled around on that landing part of the third
floor stairwell. Now with the last blow he fell back against the metal hand
rail of the stairs. His body shock as even though he didn't see it he somehow
felt as if he was falling further back and almost over that rail. To fall over
and down that stairwell, to his ... ... !

It was a horrible feeling as he was unable to control and to help himself from
falling. But then he felt himself being grabbed as Jenna had come in, reached
out and grabbed him, to 'save' him. Well, even she would find it 'difficult'
explain a dead man at the bottom of the stairwell! But grabbing and saving
him, she now swung him around and then 'let go.' Daryl went flying, then
falling and tumbling down the flight of stairs to the landing of the midway
point between the third and second floors. He was still roughed up and hurt,
and Jenna knew she could still get away with saying that he'd 'attacked her'
and that she must have 'accidently' pushed him down the stairs trying to
protect herself, 'Yes', that would still work!

It all sounded good and believable too, which was the main thing. Now as she
walked down those stairs to him, smiling. She also knew she could still beat
him, hurt him and mark him some more, and her 'story' would still be believed!

In the basement and there was another female who was staring to enjoy, a bit
too much what she was currently up to! The black schoolgirl Cloe was taking
her instruction from her Mother to 'distract and keep busy the man' a bit too
far. But did it really matter? After all the girl was sure that all those
self-defence classes her Mother had made her go to should be put to some use!
But there was more of the attack than defence in what Cloe was doing now!

Having been put down on the basements, the boiler room's cold hard floor
Anthony had got to look up at the schoolgirl who towered over him, looking
down with that grin of her face and the man had ... ... ! Well, he'd had a
number of different thoughts, all a bit too rude to say out loud and maybe a
thought or two that he should really keep to himself. But even as the girl had
reached down, dragged him upwards and driven her knee into him, he still
wanted more of her!

The girl's knee into his chest as he came upwards was hard and hurt, made him
wince and gave the girl a sense of delight having inflicted some pain and
control into and over this man. It was a feeling the young girl liked,
'imaging a schoolgirl like her having control over a real man!' Now that did
sound, too good, not to carry on with and that's what she wanted to do and now
did! As Anthony winced at that blow the girl followed it up, almost
instinctively with her fist. Her free arm had come round and as she held him
there, halfway up, in this dominate picture of a black schoolgirl controlling
a bigger white man, and she hit him, hard! WHACK!

Her tough hand smashed into the side of his face, hitting him in a way he'd
not been struck before and giving Cloe a feeling of such euphoria. So, she did
it again, SMASH! UUUHHHH! His head shock, his eyes closed tightly up, and she
couldn't help but smile some more, it was as if she was really getting the
hang of this and liking it, WHACK! So, much so that that last strike sent him
flying out of her grip and falling down to his hands and knees back down onto
the boiler room's hard floor. Before he knew it, THUD! Cloe was sat astride
him there on all fours. An arm went around his neck, her free hand grabbed him
by his hair, his upper body was heaved harshly backwards as she sat on his
back.

Cloe was enjoying this, there was something about it all, the luring of a man
to where she wanted to take him. A sudden attack out of nowhere, then
controlling him like this, she could now think of a few men she'd also like to
do this too!

Back on the fifth floor and the girl's Mother was having her own controlling
way over a, in this case a much younger male. The older black woman had found
all this, the sudden urge to dominate this young, cute, white boy, found it
all quite overpowering and ... ... ! Well, she was enjoying a bit too much, so
much so that all of her 'plan' had been forgotten about as all that mattered
now was what she could now do, here and now with this sweet schoolboy, and she
had lots of new ideas!

Well, she just had one real idea now, one thought about what she wanted to do
to this lad and that was too ... ... ! That was to make him hers, not just to
fuck him, of course she wanted that, well he was a nice piece of white boy
candy and looked so sweet she could just suck him dry! But she also wanted to
make him desire, follow, adore, respect, submit and do 'anything' for her,
anything she commanded! In fact, why weren't all the men in her department,
submissive to her?

Now there was a thought, she should, she really should be controlling all the
men around her, and the boy ... ... ! Well, the boys, the sweet, cutes one
like this piece of young white meat, they needed to, worship her! In a short
time, Cicely had let her own 'desires' take over her. Taking the boy, putting
him over the desk and spanking him, well it had probably had more of an effect
on the woman than she'd liked to admit. But now that she'd let the 'genie out
the bottle', so to speak she was just going to have to go with it and see, if
she didn't already know, where it was all going to take her! Take her and her
new, young, sweet, 'boy' here, SMACK!

That last hand on his arse, that strong whack of discipline, it made the boy's
body jolted the most, 'God she's not holding back!' Even though young Tony had
no idea what he'd done 'wrong', why the woman was doing all this to him. But
there was something deep down inside him that wasn't going to complain about
being 'punished' for his 'wrong doing!' He wasn't sure if the woman, Cicely
had found out about him and her Daughter Cloe? But suddenly his secret
girlfriends Mother, suddenly she became very, interesting, even more
'interesting' than his girlfriend! But before he could work it all out I his
own mind, he was grabbed. Pulled up off the desk, spun around to face her and
then thrown back against it!

Stood there looking at the boy the other, attractive, black woman who was
defiantly in charge here. Well, she now started to unbutton her blouse in
anticipation of ... ... ! The boy's eyes widened as she started to reveal
herself!

Things hadn't gone to plan, they hadn't gone to the White's plan, or to the
Black's plan either. In fact, by now there wasn't much of any plan left, in
those three areas there were just totally new 'plans' there were now
unfolding. Just new developments going on from the basement, going to the
third floor and then further up on the fifth. It was all now down to the ones
who were in obvious charge in these place as to what happened next! So that
meant it was 'obviously' down to the woman, wasn't it!

In the boiler room and young Cloe was the one in charge here, and Anthony was
the one in trouble. Having ridden her man, squeezed his body with her firm
dark thighs, taking charge, steered him by yanking back hard on his hair. Now
the girl slid off his back, pulling him up like a horse she was rearing up.
She now had him on his knees there, with her stood behind him. But still
holding onto Anthony by his hair, the girl in control here was now going to
take him down fully.

Cloe the smaller black schoolgirl, moved in closer behind the now hurt
kneeling man, then crouching down and in closer, really close. She slipped her
arm around his neck, then just before she took hold of his head with her other
arm and hand. She bent round and kissed the man on the side of his face. That
kiss and how it felt to him, it only lasted a second, that was all. But to
Anthony her kiss was so sweet, it seemed to lasted a life time.

Now she grabbed him tightly with both arms and squeezed hard. Gripping him and
strangling him all at once, she shook his head from side to side, just a bit,
but enough to add to his misery. His worn, upper body shook too, as he now
didn't have the strength to resist her. She carried on chocking, strangling
him and it didn't take too long before the girl had drained the last remaining
bit of resistance, consciousness and willpower left in him out. So, the girl
had done her part of the plan! Cloe could feel, sense he was now out, so as
she loosened her grip Anthony just fell, dropped down fast and sharp, back
down to the boiler room floor. Out cold after his encounter with this obvious
stronger and controlling black schoolgirl.

In the stairwell between the second and third floor and as the broad black man
lay there on mid-landing there, he shook his head to try and clear it. But as
his eyes now focus all he saw was a figure that now became clear as it got
closer to him. The figure of the quite lovely, sexy white woman, Jenna,
wiggling her arse as she came seductively down those stairs towards him. As
she came down, got closer and was smiling down at him, he now felt, 'Oh ...
... !' WHACK!

The white woman, Mrs Black, swung her leg around as she took that last step
off the stairs, heading his way. Her leg came flying around as that last bit
of fear had gripped the man lying there on the stairwell landing. He was too
focused on her face, her look and didn't see the leg come his way, but he felt
it. Felt the hard blow as his struck the side of his head and sent his head
into a whole new world of pain, shock, spinning his head and disorientating
him even more.

Jenna bent down, grabbed him, she was in the mood now. This was all new and
exciting to her, she really didn't want it to end. But knew it would have too,
but not before, dragging Daryl upwards, looking into his scared, fearful face
and knowing she could get that same look from any number of different men she
worked with too. Her head looked to the side, then she spun herself around,
taking the broad man with her. Around they went, then she let go, Daryl was
let go of and went flying. He went flying, tumbling, stumbling, falling down
the next set of stairs, down to the second floor. Down into unconsciousness as
he fell hard on the concrete steps, it was all an 'accident after defending
herself' and with that Jenna smiled.

In the office on the fifth floor and in that glow of those green emergency
light, the older black woman had an extra amazing radiance to her already
incredible body. As she undone her blouse, looking straight at the boy, her
eyes staring into his. As the buttons were all undone, then in one sharp
movement that blouse was whipped off of her, 'OH God!' Revealing her firm,
toned upper body and those large tits of hers, held in that lacy green bra,

That bra was soon unclipped and fell to the floor, quickly followed by the
woman's unzipped skirt. Now Cicely was just stood there in her kickers and
high heeled shoes 'WOW!' the boys eyes took this all in very quickly, but
before one clear thought could go through his young head, she was onto him!
She was up close, very close as her hands now went to work on the boy's
trouser zip, get him ready for what she was after, what she wanted next!

It didn't take long to get the boy out his trousers, to strip him of his
blazer and rip his school shirt of his. All so she could get what she was
after! Still pushed back against his Father's desk there was no escape for the
boy Tony. But somehow the lad didn't want to get away. Especially as Cicely's
hands where now holding the boy's cock that was showing signs that all this
was exciting him. Her hands worked him well, then she kissed him, 'Hmmm
tasty!' Soon her mouth and tongue were also working Tony's boy cock, and that
tasted all to good too. Then when the black woman wrapped her large dark
breasts around his big white boy cock, he knew his girlfriend's Mother and him
could be 'good friends!'

So, it all seemed now that the Black's plan and the White's plan had all gone
... ... ! Well, they'd all changed and it was difficult to tell right now just
who would come out of all this still on top of that all important list!

Elsewhere in the building and on the fourth floor and still in her office was
Miya Grey, she worked the Procurements Desk and was a woman of an Asian
background and also of a certain age. She was a bit of an outsider for the Far
East Desk job but she really did want it. She felt with her background coming
from that part of the world, she was the one who was best suited to it. But it
was how she could get those making the decisions to notice her, so she'd been
working on plan for that!

The attractive Asian looking woman knew her biggest, and everyone's biggest
rivals for the new top job where the Black's and the White's, and it was all
about getting rid of them! She looked over at the photo on her desk the one of
her children the twins, the boy and girl, Kris and Kimmy, the lovable and so
cute pair of school kids who had a talent for getting themselves liked! Next
to that photo was one of her new love, the blond Trisha, the women she'd found
love with after that terrible incident involving her deceased husband!

Miya was a new kind of a woman, with a family, and in a progressive
relationship, a woman with her own way about her. She was perfect for this new
job, all she had to do was to get rid of the Black's and the White's, it was
simple! Miya was a smart woman too, she could play dirty, or she could be all
loving and friendly. She could either, with the assistance of her twins and
lover. She could out fight the Black's and White's for the new top job or she
could out love the Black's and White's for it. Either way could be fun!

The woman, Miya Grey had her plan, all sorted with a bit of help from the
twins and her lover. A plan that was going to be put into action this weekend,
it would all start even before they all got back to work on Monday! This woman
was determined, she was going to get this new job. The older Asian woman knew
that in business not everything is simply Black or White, there is also ...
... Grey ... ... !