Rita, or Ms Taylor called weekly meetings among her staff to find out exactly what was going on with each department. Of course this was only a show, because she knew already. The tallish, 5ft 9 inch short-haired blonde was sharp as a tack; she didn't miss much. Of course she sat at the head of the conference table.
She had an odd sense of humor, asking embarrassing questions to the females whether they got laid last night, and the men what their dick-size was? During one meeting she asked Peter, the Finance Officer if he was wearing the red panties she ordered him to wear. His face turned as red as his undies when she ordered him to stand and show them. "Good boy!"
When the embarrassed man adjusted himself and sat back down, she turned to one of the female Project Managers and asked what the fuck was holding up her project. When Rita heard what she thought was a bullshit alibi, she told Carole to report to the boss lady's office right after the meeting.
Her personal secretary was always present to videotape the proceedings. When the meeting was over, Rita reached up Laura's skirt to pinch her pantied butt-cheek. Of course not a word of protest was heard.