Chapter 36: Reorganization

The next morning, Jane and I got to her new Denver office slightly before seven o’clock. Brenda was already there and looking fresh as a daisy. I just squeezed Brenda’s hand by way of saying hello, and to remind her how much I’d enjoyed the new intimacy we’d shared the evening before. Jane and I started going through the personnel folders of the people she’d be meeting with most of the day. To fit everyone in, Minnie had shortened the meetings to twenty minutes, and rescheduled the all-management meeting late in the afternoon.

Minnie appeared right at seven o’clock with the first manager. Brenda asked her to pick us all up some breakfast sandwiches in the cafeteria, plus juice and coffee, plus a large assortment of muffins, doughnuts, and other snacks for the various meetings. Minnie looked pleased to be asked to do something worthwhile and scurried away.

The first meeting with Dennis Sylvan, the director of information technology, went surprisingly well, and took only fifteen minutes. Jane was crisp and to the point. I’d already met Dennis in one of my project meetings the first day at the TCI site, so we had some rapport. He didn’t seem at all concerned about reporting to a soon to be named head of administrative services, and thought he’d get better treatment now that Joe Collard was gone.

The next couple of meetings had similar results, and I could tell that Jane was on a roll. I watched her work in a way I hadn’t seen before. She got into a groove where she knew everything would go her way, and it did. She said just the right thing, offered up just the right amount of support, and everyone came away knowing she was ten times the executive that Joe Collard ever dreamed of being.

Minnie slipped in with a huge urn of coffee, cups, and the snacks, and then faded away again. Four more meetings went by without a hitch.

I had the feeling that everyone we’d met with so far seemed glad and relieved that Joe Collard was gone, and further that they didn’t mind any part of the reorganization Jane was implementing. Several asked for details, and Jane explained that there’d be more specifics at the afternoon meeting where everyone could hear at once. She just wanted to talk to each manager before then so they weren’t surprised about the general structure or their role in it. She was blunt about not wanting anyone to feel demoted, and I don’t think anyone did.

We rolled through the day, having three to four meetings an hour. The seven managers receiving ‘promotions’ were called in together in a longer meeting and notified of the ‘good’ news. They were astounded and pleased despite the freeze on their pay. That meeting went a little longer, but again went smoothly.

By two o’clock all the managers had been seen. Two that had been away had flown back to Denver that morning from work elsewhere in the region. No one wanted to miss meeting Jane or hearing firsthand what the new structure and plan would be.

At two-thirty, after a review of the presentation, Jane walked into the crowded conference room on the third floor – the largest in the building. Brenda and I slipped into the room and stood against the back wall with some others on the admin staff.

Brenda kept making body contact with me as she had on and off all day, a residual effect of our passionate lovemaking the night before. People seeing us would only have thought we were whispering a thing or two to each other about the meeting. In fact, Brenda whispered to me how great my cock had felt in her pussy for so long the night before, and how she wanted it all to happen again that night.

I replied in kind, talking about her warm vagina and the orgasms that I felt her have, and how they brought me pleasure. I felt no awkwardness between any of us, and she allowed as how Mike couldn’t be happier with everything that had transpired and also wanted to get together again that evening.

Jane started the meeting by talking about sexual harassment, and explaining by inference why Collard had been fired. She described TCI’s zero-tolerance posture on such behavior. She also announced her discovery that the entire division was in trouble financially, and apparently was far from meeting its revenue and profit goals. Collard would have been fired anyway, just on that count. Maybe the Board knew that.

The messages were not lost on anyone, and the rumor mill had an accurate rendition of the actual situation. She alluded to some executives in the world being caught red-handed with incontrovertible evidence of their harassment and assault transgressions despite having been warned repeatedly. Minnie was standing with us, and I watched her blush repeatedly as Jane talked, a tipoff to me that she’d been Joe Collard’s fuck toy.

Jane then moved on and talked about the reorganization, explaining about span of control, and how she wanted her office to be able to focus on customers and more strategic timeframes for TCI while the line managers – the men and women in the room – would be running the business on a day-to-day basis. Handouts of the presentation were distributed, but the one chart that stayed on the screen the longest was the new organization chart. Box by box, Jane went through the chart. The people in the room hung on her every word.