Paybacks Can Be Heaven (Closed)

[sharpchick]

OOC: After helping herself to her employer's wealth, Kara finds out where his power really lies.

The writers in this thread are SlvrTongueDevil and Sharpchick. Everyone is welcome to offer feedback and constructive storyline suggestions by PM to either of the writers.

[sharpchick]

Maybe this would be the last time. I really thought it would.

So far, I had taken $7,853.00 from Mr. Bay's safe over a period of several weeks.

I felt lousy doing it. He told me he hired me six years ago because his gut told him to. And he paid me well.

Not to say I didn't earn every penny of my salary and bonuses - I did. Mr. Bay has very high standards.

For everyone.

I told my husband this had to be the last time. He's got to get his shit together.

Because I feel so damned guilty doing this. Mr. Bay is such a nice man...

[SlvrTongueDevil]

I'm a pretty sharp guy. Shit, I had to be to build the wealth I have. I've found myself relying more and more on my Executive Assistant, Kara lately which I thought was pretty smart. For someone like me who has "control issues", that can be disconcerting. Being in control is important, but I've let Kara handle things like my calendar, scheduling, and more of my "petty cash" as of late. She's great with correspondence (I hate some of those details) and very efficient. Of course the fact that she's nice to look at and isn't afraid to wear revealing outfits doesn't hurt in the slightest. I found I could focus more on my business with her handling so many of the details.

But the issue of the petty cash is what's been bothering me. For me, that petty cash is the $15,000, or thereabouts, I keep on hand in my safe. I find cash works so much better for certain "expenses" which I'd rather keep off the books. Nothing expressly illegal, mind you, but not what the IRS would consider normal business expenses. Kara disperses it and then reimburses it when it gets down. I don't keep an accounting of it, but it just seemed that I was having to sign more checks lately to replenish.

I'm a trusting guy, but what did that dead president say, "trust, but verify". Being as I made most of my money in technology it was nothing to change my surveillance so that I had a camera trained on parts of my study, but especially the safe. We'd see what we could see ...

[sharpchick]

I checked one more time before I left the study. Everything seemed in order.

I made sure Mr. Bay's leather desk calendar was open to his date of return. He'd be able to see his schedule, which I kept light at his request, as soon as he sat down at his desk.

Crossing the room, I turned out the light and opened the door, feeling the banded cash in my purse hitting my hip with every step.

This is the last time, Eric.

And as soon as I get that money back in the safe from my year end bonus, you are history.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Everyone had left for the day and as I was able to work out of my house, I was able to review the surveillance tapes at my leisure. I fixed myself a drink, settled into my favorite leather chair, and pulled them tapes (which were really digital files, why do we still say "tapes") on my laptop.

As with most surveillance, it was boring as hell. But that's what fast forward is for. After what was easily 6 or 7 hours of the work day was through Kara came into the picture when I wasn't in the study. I had no idea why she would be in my office unless she was there to help me ... and I'd been out back. It was even more suspicious when she gave these furtive looks towards the door. She had no idea the camera was recording every move.

She opened the safe, of course she had the combination. But instead of putting anything into it, she pulled out the cash. I saw her count out quite a bit, always looking up at the slightest sound. She stuffed it in her purse, closed the safe, straightened up my desk, and then left.

"Got you now, bitch", I said to no one in particular. I was instantly depressed. I'd had plenty of business rivals try to screw me, but never an assistant I trusted. It was a different feeling, and not a good one. I started to go over in my head how I would fire her ass when she came back to work tomorrow. I didn't give a shit about the money. Hell, there's a reason it's called petty cash.

But it burned me to have someone I'd trusted for years steal from me. Her ass would be on the street so quick ... and I could make sure she never held another job with any responsibility in this town again. Maybe it's a small pleasure, but I liked that idea.

I rewound and watched it again from the camera's perspective ... this time with a burning sensation when I saw her. I found myself focusing on her tits which were half showing. Fucking bitch, I'll teach you to steal from me. I found myself focusing more on those tits and started to get an idea. There might be something even better than firing her ass first thing ....

[sharpchick]

I hadn't seen my dear husband since he took the money and ran when I got home last night.

It was just as well...the spark had gone out of whatever we had long ago. My job as Mr. Bay's executive assistant was something that was all mine. It was the one place where I could shine.

I tried to project a professional, yet feminine demeanor. Mr. Bay was selective with compliments, but I could see him glance at me from time to time, and I knew he was pleased with my appearance when I greeted the few clients he met at his home. Their smiles were good for my ego, too.

I parked my car and used my key at the service entrance. I always get the morning mail on my way up the drive, and sort it at my desk, taking the most urgent correspondence into Mr. Bay's office for him to see when he comes down.

As I walked toward my desk, I could see Mr. Bay's office door was already open. I wondered if something had happened during the night in one of the foreign markets, so I stopped to look in.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

After deciding what I was going to do, I slept like a baby. But the anticipation was a bit much, so I woke up earlier than usual. Actually, I woke up with a raging hard-on, but I knew who was going to be taking care of that later.

I went through my morning exercises in record time; got to keep in shape. Feeling very refreshed, I went to my study early. Looking over my calendar I saw that the morning was open ... perfect.

I heard Kara come in the back and walk down the hall. When she ducked her head in the doorway, I asked her to come in. She was a little taken aback ... probably didn't expect to see me up already.

Kara, I have something serious to talk with you about, I started. She came in the room. Maybe it was my imagination, but she looked a little tentative and yet she's always been so confident. When she was in front of my desk, I told her, There's something I need you to see on my computer. I swiveled the large monitor so she could see it while I did and clicked the button to start playing the video file.

[sharpchick]

I couldn't imagine what I needed to look at on Mr. Bay's computer. As I got closer, I saw.

It was me.

Bent over at the safe yesterday. Taking money out, and stuffing it in my purse.

Oh my gawd. My tongue felt glued in place. Without realizing it, I was backing toward the door, still clutching the mail.

Mr. Bay, I can explain. It's not what it looks like, really. I'm going to pay it back. Please don't call the police.

Please, Mr. Bay, you have to listen to me. I'll make everything good.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

You lying, bitch. Why should I believe that you'll make everything good. This isn't about the money, it's about trust. I trusted you and look what you did to me. You threw my trust back in my face.

I worked very hard to keep my cool, just thinking about what Kara did to me, a trusted employee and I thought a friend, was enough to get me going again. But I had more important things right now than venting my anger again. Kara was backing out of the room and that was not going to accomplish anything.

Stop right where you are, Kara. Don't you try to back out of this room and think that you can avoid the consequences of your actions. It's time you listen to me very carefully, understand? I didn't wait for her answer, just saw her stop backing up as her eyes continued to widen.

I'm going to give you a choice right now; a choice that is going to define how I handle this very, very unfortunate situation. You have two options.

Option 1 is to leave this room right now. If you do, you will be ruined professionally. I will make sure that no one hires you; I will make sure every single place you apply to knows that you worked here in a position of trust and that you abused that trust. I haven't decided if I bring in the police; that is certainly an option. But as I say, I'm less concerned about the money than the loss of trust.

Option 2 is a little more interesting. With this option our relationship will change. I have not decided what all it will entail, but it will mean that you keep your job, that I do not press charges, and if you can earn my trust back, you will have a favorable job reference when you finally do leave my employ. I can see you're interested. Now, if you chose Option 2 you will do exactly what I say; all that I say, without question; and you will never question any directive I give you.

Now you have 10 seconds to decide which option you want. And to help in your decision, I'll tell you what you must do to "seal the deal" so to say. If you chose Option 2, I expect you to be on your knees crawling to me within 10 seconds. I expect you to lower my pants and lick my balls. Then you will use your mouth to bring me and drink all of my cum. That's just a little "flavor" of what you will have with Option 2.

I begin counting to 10 now, bitch ... decide wisely ... I said this last part with all the intensity and passion that I was feeling at the moment. I was royally pissed and if Kara was going to stick around she was going to pay big time.

[sharpchick]

I'd never seen Mr. Bay this way before. His face and his voice were so intense.

He was serious. And he was counting.

By the time he got to 7, I dropped to my knees on the floor.

At 9, I put my hands in front of me and started to crawl toward him. I could feel my skirt riding up the backs of my thighs as I moved.

He stopped counting, but I knew I dare not stop crawling.

When I reached his feet, I stopped and looked up at him. He wasn't smiling, but there was a gleam of victory in his eyes.

I rocked back on my knees and reached for the zipper on his pants. He leaned in a little toward me and I think he thought I was just going to unzip his trousers and get on with it.

But something primal had taken hold of me as I crawled across the floor, and I could feel my pussy starting to tingle. So as I grasped the zipper of his pants with one hand and held the waistband with the other, I slowly started lowering his zipper, and used my fingernail to make it vibrate all the way down.

In those few moments, his cock had stiffened from semi-erect to fully hard. I tugged his pants down and flipped the tail of his shirt out of my way. I ran both of my hands down his rigid cock, and cupped his heavy sack, leaning forward to kiss first one of his balls, and then the other, before sucking it into my mouth.

His cock jumped in my hand as I sucked and kneaded his sack, and I began to slowly pump my hand, wet with my spit, up and down. I looked up at him then, and pulled his cock down to lick just the tip, tasting precum.

As I started to take him fully into my mouth, I felt his hand in my hair.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Good choice, bitch. And nice start. I said as I used her hair to pull my cock deeper into her throat.

But you better remember what your first instruction is .... I expect you to empty my balls. That'll help me think more clearly about what the rest of your day will include.

I inhaled deeply and smelled her arousal. The fact she was enjoying this so soon was promising ... very promising.

[sharpchick]

He wanted me to take it all. I wasn't sure I could, but I damned sure would try.

So I spread my legs a little farther apart. My skirt rode higher on my hips and I tugged it higher still so I could tilt my head farther back and deep-throat his tool properly.

I pulled at his balls gently at first, but as he thrusted more deeply into my throat, I got a little rougher - and heard no complaints.

My panties were wet, and I couldn't resist reaching under them to rub my slick clit as I sucked and fondled, moaning around the edges of his cock.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

That's it, bitch ... work my pecker. I've seen you checking out my package when you didn't think I was looking. This is what you wanted all along. But just so you understand, this is not for your pleasure. Get your fucking fingers out of your slutty cunt and use them on my balls.

I wasn't going to be easy on her. In fact, she had no idea how far I was going to take this. Nor did she realize that with my chair right in front of the safe, I was videoing all of this as well. I'd have her ass in such deep shit she'd have no option, but do to everything I wanted. And I am never one to do anything halfway.

That's right, slut ... work it till you drink it all!!

[sharpchick]

Mr. Bay wasn't the gentleman I had thought. Apparently my payback was to let him have all the fun.

I squeezed, kneaded and tugged at his balls with one hand, and grasped his cock tighter with the other as I took it deeper in my throat. If what he wanted was a blow job that made his knees weak, I could oblige him.

His voice trailed off and his breath grew ragged. I could taste him in my throat and on the back of my tongue. I felt his sack tighten in my hand...

Soon, my debt would be paid.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Kara was getting into it ... she seemed to understand that she needed to get me off and not herself. Both of her hands as well as her mouth were now working on my shaft. I looked down and enjoyed the inspiring view of my beautiful assistant with her mouth wrapped around my shaft. That was enough to really send a pulse of blood through my cock. She responded with renewed effort.

I sat back, laid my head back and let go to the pleasure. I relaxed and stopped holding back. I felt her hand massage my balls so hard it bordered on painful, but was definitely pleasurable Her mouth sucked even harder and her other hand was jerking my ... it felt like she was begging for my cum. I felt my jizz boil up and splash right past her tongue.

[sharpchick]

My panties were wet with my juices and a tingling rush throbbed in my pussy. I almost choked as hot cum filled my throat, tasting salt and a slight tang.

I used my hands and my mouth to milk him, letting his moans and the spasms of his cock tell me when he was spent.

And I kept on sucking - gentler now - caressing instead of tugging.

I wanted to know...where was that line - the very fine line - between pain and pleasure for him?

.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Mmmmm ... very good, My Kara ... very good. I relaxed back as she continued to get the last drops of cum from me just like a good slut should. This woman has great promise. I let her keep working me till she was done. Her scent was stronger yet; she obviously loved this debasement. Well, there was plenty more where that came from. She had no idea ...

As she finished and zipped me back up, I said Yes, very good. Now it's time to start earning back what you stole from me. There will be a nice opportunity this afternoon at the meeting with my publisher. For now, go off and finish your work, you can't stay all day on your knees between may legs. Well, not today that is.

As a parting comment I said, Oh, and by the way - take off all your underwear and leave it there in the corner. You're not permitted to wear any from now on as long as you're in my employ.

[sharpchick]

That was it?

I stood up, my legs a little shaky from having knelt at his feet for so long.

I reached under my skirt and pulled my panties down, stepping out of them and kicking them into the corner.

As I left his office, I wondered just how many payments this debt was worth.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

As Kara was leaving my office I had to bring her back to reality ... Slut, I said all your underwear. Lose the bra .... I don't want to see those lovely tits of yours encased any more.

I enjoyed watching her comply before she left my office. After she was gone, I pulled off the video file of her blowing me. As with my other "evidence", I uploaded it to a secure back up so there would be no playing with the hard drive. But on this one, I also emailed her a copy of the video with a note that I could easily have sent a copy to her husband and may still ... or post it on any number of sites which would ruin her reputation.

I sat back and got a little work done before my afternoon appointment, which Kara would be critical in helping me with.

[sharpchick]

Mr. Bay watched as I took off my suit jacket, then my blouse, and last, my bra.

I expected him to do something - touch me, talk to me, even insult me some more. But he just watched me put my blouse and jacket back on.

My nipples were hard points as I finally left his office....I was still aroused, and thought seriously about going to the powder room to give myself the orgasm I deserved.

But more than an hour had gone by, and there were things I needed to take care of before lunch. Mr. Bay's publisher would be here shortly afterward, and I knew he wouldn't be available to sign checks for most of the afternoon.

So I went to my desk. While I was waiting for my laptop to boot up, I got a cup of coffee, and looked idly out of the window. The UPS guy was here, and would be around shortly to my desk with a delivery.

I could feel the softness of my blouse rubbing across my still erect nipples as I sat down.

I opened Outlook, and the my inbox started updating. Only nine new emails, but the last one was from Mr. Bay, with that annoying little red exclamation mark for high importance. I opened it first.

And felt the blood drain from my face...and everywhere else. I know my gasp was audible as the UPS guy set the box down on my desk.

That sorry bastard...

I slammed the laptop shut, and signed for the delivery.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

I busied myself with work, although I had a tough time concentrating. That's rarely a problem with me, but I kept seeing in my mind's eye Kara working on my cock. It was a truly erotic sight ... almost as erotic as the feel of her mouth and hands. I was tempted to pull up the video and watch it again from a different viewpoint, but I resisted the temptation. There would be more opportunities to form some more mental pictures ... and not all would simply involve her mouth.

I was thinking to this afternoon's meeting with the publisher's rep., Samantha Cordoran. She was one tough bitch in our negotiations. Hell, the publisher came to me about writing a book about my business experiences, but then balked when I tried to lay out what needed to be in it. They wanted some sappy, shallow, "One Minute Millionaire" type book and I kept telling them that success doesn't come from following sound bites. It's almost to the point where I'm going to tell them to take a flying leap.

But with my new found "tool" in Kara, I may have a nice negotiating ploy. You see, Samantha is hot and I've tried to get into her pants. But she made it clear she's only into women. Now that I had Kara warmed up, I plan to use her as some eye candy and maybe a bit of a tease. I don't think that I'll have to have her actually sleep with Samantha ... but never say never. It didn't matter, I might just be able to provide enough enticement for Samantha through Kara that she would be willing to be more flexible in order to work more closely with both of us. It was one of those things that if it didn't work out, nothing lost.

Thinking about the possibilities did make the day go a little quicker. I looked at the clock and saw it was just 10 minutes till Samantha was due. I pushed the intercom and told Kara to come into my office; it was time to lay down the ground rules for this meeting.

[sharpchick]

I looked at the clock when Mr. Bay called me over the intercom. His publisher should be walking through the front door - no side entrance for her - in just a few minutes.

I had the impression Ms. Cordoran gave Mr. Bay a run for his money. She wasn't here very often, but sometimes when she left, he seemed frustrated.

I wondered what he wanted. I never was part of these meetings after I took Ms. Cordoran to Mr. Bay's office.

I straightened my skirt and hair, and went to see what was up.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Everything had changed about my relationship with Kara and the fact that her world had been turned upside down was written all over her face when she walked in. I took just a moment to absorb how nicely her tits bounced when she moved before I asked her to stand in front of my desk so I could give her instructions.

Kara, you have a very important job in this upcoming meeting. I doubt you're aware of this, but our guest is most definitely more interested in women than in men. And I intend to get her to finalize this book deal we've been spending way too much time on. For that to happen, you are going to make sure she spends more time thinking about what she'd like to do to you than about the business at hand. While Ms. Cordoran is in the guest chair, I want you sitting by the side of my desk taking notes. But you are to do much more. Being the goal oriented person you are, I'm going to give you some very quantifiable goals. I expect you to flash Ms. Cordoran your tits enough that she sees your hard nipples. And I don't care how you get them hard. I also expect that you let her see your nice, wet pussy. Again, I don't much care how you pull this off, but I'll know you're successful when she can no longer maintain eye contact with me during our conversation. Just be happy that all I'm directing you to do at this point is to tease ... at this point, mind you!!

Now I hear the bell. Go get our guest.

[sharpchick]

I was beginning to think Mr. Bay had lost what was left of his mind. But he looked very serious, even though a smile was playing around the corners of his mouth.

Did he really think a sexually aroused lesbian would just fall into his arms? Or lap, or whatever... Maybe that door swung both ways.

Even though I personally appreciate the beauty of many different women, I've never tried to turn one on.

As I went to let her in, I figured getting paid to be a tease wasn't as bad as what could happen if I didn't.

Samantha Cordoran made her entrance. That's really the only way to describe it. I don't think that was calculated, it was just the way she was - very confident and poised. She walked like she knew where she was going.

I offered to take her coat, and as she released it into my hand, I moved close enough to her to smell her perfume.

What a lovely scent...would you care for a beverage? I was just going to the kitchen to bring some drinks into Mr. Bays' office for the meeting. If you'll come with me, I'll take you into the office, and then be back with the drinks.

She smiled and thanked me as I left her at his office door. When I returned, they were seated, she on a small sofa, and he in a chair beside it. There was a free chair directly across from her, and I figured that was where I would be sitting.

I offered her drink first, and as she held her hand out, I bent low at the waist, giving her the first glimpse of my breasts. Then I handed Mr. Bay his drink and waited to see how this would play out.

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Samantha came in dressed as professionally and provocatively as she always tended to. She was a striking woman, not at all mousy as one might expect from someone who is as brilliant as she is. She had her long blond hair up in a bun which just emphasized her high cheekbones. As usual, she showed just enough skin to be distracting. But I'd gone down that road and knew that she had no interest in anyone with a dick. That was fine with me ... I was in this "relationship" for the money.

My goal was to make sure Kara flashed enough to put Samantha in a good enough mood to agree to my version of her book concept. I'd positioned the seating arrangement so I could see Samantha's reaction to Kara's flashing. I knew how attractive ... and distracting ... Kara could be, so I was hoping it would have the same effect on Samantha.

I made small talk and waited for Kara to do her thing.