Women In Stem Chapter 1

Hi all! Here's the start of a new story from the same commissioner as Exquisite Downfall! This one features a female dom, and is a bit of a slow burn, but rest assured there's gonna be plenty of man on man action in this one. Enjoy!

Women In Stem

Chapter 1

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Sunlight flows through gently billowing curtains onto a pair of silent lovers. She sits on the edge of the bed as he slumbers. “God I’m such an idiot,” She thinks. She knows he’s going to brag to his buddies about her as if she’s just a tally on his scorecard. Still she got what she wanted out of the deal, a good lay with an attractive guy. It’s stressful being a girl in STEM classes, Tech especially. A lot of those guys didn’t know the first thing about talking to women, but they apparently had some ideas about what they were capable of. The beau stirs behind her.

“Shit your still here?” He says.

“You’re in my bed,” She replies.

“Shit sorry, usually I take chicks back to my pla- Uhh… I mean, not that I do this often.” He looks at her dumbly.

“It’s fine Alex. I know you do this often. That’s why I came up to you in the bar.”

“Wow. Slut.”

“Don’t you have a finance lecture to get to?”

“I was just joking, Jen. See. I remembered you name. I’m not some womanizer.”

“I didn’t say you were.”

“But your right, I do have to go. Hey, this was nice. We should get coffee. Get to know each other for real.”

“Sure.”

He pulls his clothes on and runs out the door.

He never talks to her again. Until they meet again several years later.

1

That scene has played over and over again in Jen’s mind as she has walked the halls of Halocorp Futuristics for the past year. She first saw him on the day she interviewed and he just stared blankly back at her, eyes devoid of recognition. She wasn’t that surprised. She didn’t consider herself to have a very memorable face despite many people in her life telling her she’s beautiful. She was less so surprised, however, due to the fact that she was one of dozens, if not over a hundred women that Alex reportedly slept with back in those days. She wondered, on that day when her and Alex’s eyes locked again for the first time in nearly a decade, if his pattern of sexual conquest had continued into adulthood. It didn’t take her long to find out that it had. She was returning home to her apartment one evening when she overheard her neighbor, Sarah, crying loudly though the apartment walls.

When Jen had moved to the city for this job, she was all alone- no family or friends in the area to speak of. She soon started running into Sarah who was right next door, and just about the same age as her. It started with Sarah inviting Jen to her Yoga classes (she was an instructor) when she saw how stressed-out Jen was with the move and new job, and eventually they were talking daily, checking in on each other, even going out grocery shopping together. So when Jen heard Sarah crying, she knew she had to go over to check on her.

Sarah had been dating some mystery man, some bigwig with an MBA dthat had wined and dined her. Took her to fancy restaurants, treated her to nights at fancy cultural events like the opera or ballet, regularly showered her with fancy presents. All red flags in Jen’s mind, but Sarah kept insisting he was a good man, he just had too much money to spend. Jen saw this ending in catastrophe, and it seemed that prophecy had come true.

“Three other women, Jennifer. THREE!” She screamed between dabs of tissues in her eye. She was halfway through her second box of tissues. She found out on Tiktok of all things. Another woman had posted a tiktok of her out and about with her boyfriend, and that boyfriend happened to be Sarah’s boyfriend and that video happened to come up on Sarah’s feed. At first she thought it might be a case of mistaken identity, but upon investigating the guys phone she discovered he had an entire calendar dedicated to mapping out his multiple mistresses.

“Who even is this guy, Sarah? Where did you find him?” Jenn asked.

“Oh… I didn’t know how to tell you because I didn’t want to make it awkward… He works for your company.”

“He works for Halocorps? What’s his name?”

“Alex.”

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That had been about three months into Jen living in the city and working at Halocorp, and now Jenn was coming up on her one year anniversary. Of course eventually Alex came to realize who she was (the girl he slept with in college that is, not his exes neighbor) and was of course cordial at first, but that didn’t stop things from being awkward between them, an awkwardness that swiftly turned into tension.

Alex was a pain to work with. While Allison worked in software development, developing top of the line medical programs used in diagnosing and treating psychologic conditions, Alex had gone on to get an MBA (which he was very eager to tell you about) and was head of Sales. He had become the most horrendous combination of a software salesman and Pharma bro. Every week the development team had to have a show and tell with the other teams on the product to get feedback and share ideas on what’s next. The idea was to create a more “collaborative” environment, but all it really did was allow Alex and his Sales lackeys to get their grubby handprints all over the product. All they cared about was making the product look shiny and appealing to upper end private practices while cutting corners on the actual medical uses of the software, the parts that were meant to help people. His reasoning? Profit.

“The less functionality the initial product has the less we’ll have to spend on development, and then we can develop add on modules and charge providers for those! We could market the software as “completely customizable.” We can use language like “taylor the software to your patients needs” or something like that.”

Jen left that particular meeting fuming. He didn’t care about helping people. He only cared about the dollar signs. She had long decided that she was going to have to teach him a lesson, not just for his utterly unethical profit motive, but for the womanizing habits that had only seemed to get worse. She had an idea of what to do, but the solution had been taking months to get right. And unfortunately, the clock was ticking.

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On the week of her anniversary there was a big announcement. Jack, the project lead on this particular product announced that he was leaving Halocorp for a leading role at some big NGO, and that the Alex would be taking over his position. Alex, the man whose influence had sliced and diced what could have been life altering technologies down to marketable money grabs was now going to be in charge of the entire thing. The man with zero experience with either software or medicine would be in charge of developing medical software. Something absolutely had to be done to save the project before it was eviscerated.

That Friday, Jenn loaded up several important files onto an external hard drive, and proceeded to spend the entire weekend altering and editing project files to enact the plan she’d been theorizing for months. After working for 46 hours straight she finally hit loaded and app called MODIFIED THERAPEUTICAL PROGRAMMING FOR WOMANISING PIGS onto her phone. On Monday Morning she would called Alex into her office for a consultation and her bid to save her program and avenge her best friend would begin.