Mr. Schmidt seriously thought he could leave work early on Friday completely irrelevant that his wife is waiting at home. Whoever calls the shots here, he apparently forgot. The calculation is simple: work for his CEO, spend money on his CEO. Overtime is contractually regulated, and performance doesnt happen by itself. As punishment for this disciplinary infraction, he drops his pants in the office immediately. At least he had the foresight and is already wearing the valuable Christmas gift ..after all, I am a caring CEO who knows how to equip her employees. It is time for a brief performance review to recalibrate the hierarchies: He is strictly my right hand here and my little, chaste pussy. The fact that this cock in its cage under the suit is about to burst and ready to explode? His problem, not mine. Eyes shut, obey, and endure.
