Mistakes Can be Fun (closed)

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At age 29, Jim had been employed at the firm for eight years and was well acquainted with the daily routine. There was an obsession with accuracy but he had adjusted to it nicely and was eager to move up to a higher level--a place where he could have his own office.
Essentially, the firm was a clearing house for bond trades, where the results were kept on the cloud storage. Being entrusted with huge amounts of money, made the company very conscious of hiring college graduates who could be trusted. There were several interns in the office that had been held over from the summer with the plan making them permanent.
Jim spent a few minutes every hour scouting them out. It was easy to do, by holding a few pages in front of his face while looking across the room. Several of the girls had nice racks. They had all been background checked and drug tested. Most were from decent four-year schools with degrees in finance. They most likely had a large amount of student-loan debt.
Still he was willing to bet that "fun could be had!" As he looked around at 1:45 there was one girl who appeared to be quite animated. He watched closely.
 
Celeste, 21 years old, blond, green eyes, 5'8, C cup

Frank: how is work?
Me: it is work, filling out forms... happy to be done
Frank: care for some help making time go faster?
Me: ^^
Me: Continue where we stopped yesterday?
Frank: :D yes
Me: I kneel down and open your belt... your cock jumps out, all hard and ready...
Frank: oh yes... I look down at your hairs
Me: I take your cock in my mouth and start to suck you deep in my mouth
Frank: mmmmm, such a good slut...
Frank: (you still there?)
Frank: Hello?
Me: sorry, the boss was around
Me: I raise my skirt and start to play with my pussy. No underwear so very easy access
Frank: Grins
Me: Two fingers slide into my pussy while I suck you
Frank: I want to fuck you...
Me: Oh fuck!
Me: Got to go


Shocked Celeste stared at the screen, but her cyber sex with her boyfriend was not the reason. No, the reason was the form she had just sent out. At the very last glance she had seen that she had switched the dot and the comma... and that was a big issue.

She was just an intern, hired to work accurately and fill out forms at the financial form. She was very limited in the things she could adjust and do, but the mistake she had just made was very bad on so many levels. And she very much doubted that cyber sex with her boyfriend was a good reason for the screw up.

She looked around, maybe someone could fix the mistake and noticed Jim. Jim always was kind to her, even though he seemed to like her C cup better than her face. Perhaps this time... that was a good thing. She opened another button of her blouse, giving even more view on her cleavage and made her way to him.

- "Hi... I eh... made a mistake... can you help?"
 
"Ok, what do you have?"

Celeste had typed out a transaction that included a comma in value box, which instantly registered as purchase at the market value instead of the fixed price. It was bad! There was one way to fix it and that was called "back-dating." With Celeste seated at her screen, Jim had her post a previous transaction with a date going back two months. It would have the effect of cancelling out the mistake and unless people really searched through the data block, they would never notice.

"Ok, type it just like you did, but use August 9th as the date....perfect"

As she worked her phone lit up on vibration. He saw only a few bars but it was enough. He was standing behind her smiling but saying nothing. It took a few minutes but the transaction went through.

"Good work, it will be fine. Pretend nothing happened."

Celeste stood up and smiled with complete relief. She was several inches shorter and clearly eager to not cause adverse attention. "Thank you, I owe you."

"OK, ummm could we talk in the lot after work?

She smiled and nodded.
 
While Jim went over the transaction, Celeste watched him and it was clearly visible how bad her mistake had been. There was no way she could hide her relief when he had a solution for it and even was willing to let her pretend it had never happened. When he suggested a talk later, she could only nod. Perhaps he would give her a warning or inform her he was going to tell the boss.

The hours after that went very slowly and Celeste stayed far away from any misbehaving with her boyfriend. Of course she had no idea that every keystroke was registered to prevent fraud or company espionage.. and with the chatting she had done with her boyfriend she would give anyone going over the records quite some red ears.

When the day finally ended she went to find Jim in the parking lot
 
Jim returned to desk across the room after a stop at the water cooler. He was quite sure he had made an impression on Celeste that would stay in her memory bank for a long time. The idea of back-dating was a good cover but one that should be used sparingly. He had learned several valuable lessons in his years at the firm. He was quite willing to share knowing that Celeste would reciprocate later!

He had pretended to not notice her texting script as it popped-up on her phone. He caught just few phrases and words but it was enough. It revealed a young person who liked the idea of life on the edge. As his attention returned to the work on his monitor, his mind was drifting in-and-out of making plans for later. There was a strong need to preserve caution, but Jim had gained large advantage and needed to make use of it.

With the markets closing at 4pm people were free to leave shortly after the screen was cleared. It was a great perk to be able to beat the traffic. He saw Celeste pack her desk and he left a few minutes behind her. He found her in standing near her car.

"So, let's grab a drink I know a place on the edge of town?"

"Sure, sounds good."

"Follow me it's about ten minutes away."

Again, Jim's image of Celeste was solidified. She had what was best described as a "zest for action." He smiled for no apparent reason as he pulled out on the highway, turning left and headed for the Glenwood, an older hotel over looking a small lake. It wasn't the best bar, but it had what he wanted most--rooms.

He checked the mirror often to be sure she was keeping up.
 
Celeste followed him in her car. She was very happy with her boyfriend, being together with him for five years already. He was the only guy she had been with, and she was the only girl he had been with, so she had no underlying reasons for accepting a drink. But having a drink with Jim was the least she could do for his help.

Eventually the stopped at some place she hadn't been before. Hell, it would be hard enough to find her way back home from here but she was sure all would work out.

- "They have good drinks here?"

She asked him with a smile
 
It was an older hotel, four story, with a small dinning area and a long bar. It was still early, so the parking area was virtually empty. Celeste parked right next to him.

"Yes they do and swell food too."

As Jim stepped from his car he tossed his tie into the backseat. Without bothering to lock his car he led her into the main lobby, directly to the bar, which had only three customers. Jim got a gin and tonic, Celeste went for the white wine.

"So, we got lucky this morning. Good thing..right."
 
Part of her knew it was wrong to be here and that was the reason for the glass of wine. Of course it was just a simple thank you drink and nothing more than that, but she felt bad she hadn't told her boyfriend.. but at the same time knew it would only cause issues if he knew.

- "Yes, thank you again. I don't know what I would have done without you."
 
"Trust me, it's a minefield out there, and they throw you into the surf just hoping you can swim. Wouldn't it be nice if they gave you some real support? Like a few tips on how to handle the freakish trades or handle your text messages."

It was a direct suggestion. It simply set the tone. In one sense Jim was being friendly- in another he was getting directly to his intentions. Jim watched her eyes, they were the key. Celeste made a casual glance before smiling in recognition of being discovered. He enjoyed watching her heat rise involuntarily. It was in fact quite stimulating.

"It's a tough business, no doubt. We move millions each month."

He was carefully watching her as she twitched on the bar stool.
 
Celeste blushed as he mentioned text messages and felt her nipples harden. She wasn't sure if he meant what she thought he meant.. for all she knew he could have some way to text for free or something, but she had the feeling he didn't mean that.

- "I.. real support would be nice I imagine.."

She then said to him
 
Her voice soften as she clearly was not certain of her words. Jim held up his fingers to the bartender ordering two more drinks.

"It's a great way to make a great living, but it is not necessarily a great job."

The drinks arrived along with some pretzels. Celeste was almost eager to see a second drink arrive.

"What happened today is a routine problem. Management won't say anything until it costs them money. Then they start tracking things. That is never a good thing."

Celeste was listening closely to every word, as she sipped her wine. Jim knew that he had time on his side.
 
Celeste smiled as the second glass came and gently sipped it while Jim spoke. Not sure what she could say in response she just nodded. She never drank very much as alcohol was quick to affect her, but right now she didn't think about that. She still felt a bit guilty about being here with Jim when she should be getting back home.

Where she to drink more, the first sign would be arousal, followed by a diminished chance of self control.
 
Explaining the more intricate features of how the company worked appeared to capture her interest and Jim felt strongly that this was a beneficial point. He wanted her to be a success. As they neared the end of their second drink, he summed up with his true intention.

"Celeste, if we work closely, together, we can be an unbeatable force. Within three years, your student loans will be paid off and both of us will have offices on the third floor."

Her eyes brightened. It proved a point that she actually had debt.[/I Celeste was seated while Jim leaned against the bar, having mostly been at his desk all day. His eyes glanced at her cleavage for a brief second. The image stayed in his memory--the softness and the curvature disappearing at just the most tantalizing moment.

She smiled in agreement. Quickly asking,"How do we do this? What is our first move?" Celeste had bought the idea. Jim was giddy with how well it was going. He steadied himself, knowing that each of the next steps were important. He slowed his motions and prepared his words.

"Let's go upstairs where cover a few ideas."

As he spoke, he moved his arm to rest on the backside of her bar stool. It felt good to be talking with a girl in a bar, as it was something he hadn't done in while. His girlfriend for almost a year lived thirty miles away where she had a teaching job. If Celeste noticed his arm, she made no indication.
 
Celeste had made it to the end of the stairs when she suddenly stopped.

- "I shouldn't do this... it is not right... my boyfriend..."

It was not that she feared he wanted to have sex with her or that she didn't want to become a success, but it looked and felt wrong to go to a room with someone that wasn't Frank. Of course she understood that Jim wanted to discuss his plans in privacy, but still she felt conflicted
 
"Boyfriend, Nooo...not to worry. Nobody will ever know anything. It's the best way for us to both succeed and move up. Even at the office, we never show anything more than working relationship. Agreed?"

Jim was actually surprised they had made it as far as the staircase. Celeste appeared to like the idea of just "..a working relationship." The idea of a secret friendship and working together gave the whole plan a covert feel that hopefully made Celeste feel secure. She knew that he had helped her unravel the computer trade and he knew about her sexting at work.

Celeste turned and made her way up the wooden stairs, not knowing where they were going. The hallway was dim and composed of a series of older wooden doors. Jim directed her to the third one on the left, once inside, Celeste could immediately see it was hotel room. Jim turned and locked the door with the old style deadbolt. The bed was newer however the rest of the furnishing were dated.

"This will be much comfortable."

She said nothing. He turned her and moved her near the bed. It felt good moving her body near the bed, which was nearly the only place in the room to sit. But he stopped short of that, turned her around and looked into directly into eyes.

"We are a team!"
 
Celeste nodded, not exactly sure how to call this cooperation, but if it helped with her debt... maybe she could stay with the company and earn real money. Then she and Frank could find a place together and get married some day without having to worry about the money. Jim guided her and while her thoughts were still elsewhere, she suddenly found herself in a hotel room.

The location made her blush again, even when it meant nothing. There seemed to be only one chair and the bed to sit on but before she could give that further thought her phone buzzed. She took the phone and checked the message it had received.

Frank: shall I come over tonight and fuck that bald pussy of yours?

She held the phone in such a manner that Jim could have read it and with a blush she turned away, hiding the screen and hoping he hadn't. Quickly she typed a reply

Me: Sorry can't. Have to work late today. Busy busy. Will bug you later.

The lie was already sent away before she had the chance to wonder why she had lied to him.
 
"We both know that the pressure and pace of work builds up tension. Tension that needs to be relieved. Don't we?"

As Jim spoke he reach deftly with his fingers and released the top button on her blouse causing it to open slightly and showing part of her bra. Celeste now had a perfect sense of his intentions. She glanced from side to side still gaining a feeling for the room, but showing no real sense of fear.

"Let me show you how good it feels to have no tension."
 
Celeste swallowed and nearly dropped the phone from her hands. She shook her head.

- "We can't do this... I have a boyfriend..."

A boyfriend she loved very much and was the only guy in her life that she had ever been with. Part of her wondered how it would be to be with someone else... another part very much wanted to leave.

- "I... I should go..."

But so far she made no move to leave
 
"We can go, if you really want, but it would be such a shame to lose the moment. Here we have a perfect, yes a perfect moment, where no one else knows where we are. It would be such a loss to not take full advantage."

As he finished, his fingers released another button. This created enough space for his fingers to slip inside her blouse and feel the fabric of her bra. It was stretched, as if holding back a modest force. It was also warm. The room was warm but this was a different type of heat source. Then he found the spot where he knew her nipple was located. It was a tiny protrusion. But it was there!

"Does he guide you to a place where you can release your true womanly feelings?"
 
Celeste swallowed, feeling her body very much react to his touch and actions, but knew this was very wrong.

- "No... we shouldn't... let just focus on a plan for work..."

She made no attempt to make some distance between them or to close the buttons again. She felt very tense, but the way to deal with that was a massage... not cheating on her boyfriend.
 
"Yes, we can do that, it is of course important that we get that established. The plan will be important and necessary. First, we should relax."

Jim pressed his left hand over her lower back, as the fingers of his right hand continued to rub her bra. Slowly he lowered his hand and rubbed Celeste's skirt firmly enough to feel the contours of her butt. It was slender! He knew it would be, but the proof of confirming it with his hand made it appear to be a discovery and it raised the level of his intensity.

"You're feeling warm, maybe you should take off your blouse."
 
- "Mmm"

A soft appreciative sound left her mouth as Jim continued his actions. She started to feel very warm, he was right about that. It was tempting to give in to him, but she had a boyfriend... and what if things would feel different with Jim?

- "I eh... can give you a massage..."

She suggested, another attempt to stop things before they went further. But her attempts became weaker and weaker
 
"Ok, but if I am topless, so are you--agreed?"

Jim actually liked the thought, knowing it would lead to more.
 
- "I... I will be topless when your turn comes to massage me..."

She countered his requirement, setting herself up for a lot of trouble. Celeste gestured to the bed, hoping to get this done before things got more... 'complicated'.
 
It almost seemed strange to Jim to be unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it on the chair while a woman, who was fully dressed, watched. He finished with his undershirt and shoes, then turned to lie flat on his stomach. The bed was surprisingly firm and the bedspread at least felt fresh. Jim was curious as to where Celeste was finding lotion. Moments later she could be felt moving in to his right side. Seconds later he felt both of her small hands circling his back and spreading warm lotion.

"Oh Celeste, this is good...really good."

Five minutes went by quickly. Then Celeste shifted to straddle his back and begin actually pressing her hands forcefully against his skin. It was incredible. Her legs, one on each side of body, with her hands pressing each and every muscle. He was getting very excited! It was heaven!

"Great idea Celeste..really what I needed."

Celeste had seemingly endless energy. She kept going.
 
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