Office Trouble - Part 1

Stacy was on the verge of being fired. Was she really willing to do anything to keep her job?

The message popped up on my screen, pulling my focus away from my work. I frowned a little as I read the words.

- My office in 10 minutes -

It came from my manager. I rolled my eyes a little, but shifted in my seat, finishing up my work for now. I knew what it was about. I had come in a bit late a few times, but I also always stayed a bit later to compensate for those missed minutes. Still, I wouldn’t be surprised if this was the reason for my summoning.
Exactly on time, I knocked on the open door to my manager’s office.
“Come in!” He was still working, typing furiously and not looking up. “Close the door behind you.” Oh man, was it going to be one of those meetings? I did as he asked and sat down on one of the chairs he pointed to. After a minute, he stood up and sat on the corner of his desk, his arms crossed in front of his chest. There he just stared down at me, before he released a heavy sigh.
“What am I going to do with you, Stacy?” I didn’t like the way he said those words, he made me feel like a teenager again. I wanted to fight back, but I decided to be a grown-up for once and waited, recognizing his rhetorical question.
“You came in late again this morning. Upper management will soon start noticing, and I can’t blame them.”
“I’m sorry, Jared,” I replied, casting my eyes down to appear actually sorry. In reality, I couldn’t do much about it. “The bus was late, and I don’t have a car.”
“I understand your situation, but upper management won’t. I am afraid I will have to let you go if you continue this.”
By now, fear gripped me, and I looked up at him. “Please! This job is all I have, I’ll do better, I swear!” Jared placed his hands on the desk, leaning forward a bit.
“I know you’re staying late, but I don’t know if it’s enough.”
“Jared, please! I’ll do anything! I need this job!”
“There is also the matter of the messed up accounts that I had to fix for you last month. Upper management doesn’t know about that either…” I swallowed hard, feeling the tears burn in my eyes. This was it. I opened my eyes to say something, but the truth was that I had no words. He was right.
He remained silent after that, but I didn’t like how his eyes slowly moved down from my face to my chest. Slowly, Jared stood up from his desk and moved to the window that separated his office to the rest of the department, closing the blinds.
“I could make this go away… for a price…” I turned my body towards him.
“Anything, please, Jared. I know I messed up, but I know I can do better!”
Silence laid heavy between the two of us as he moved, sitting on the edge of the desk in front of me. My heart was pounding.

“Open your blouse.” He didn’t ask. He demanded. My mouth dried as I stared at him. I had said I would do anything, but was I actually willing to do anything? I could not lose this job. I needed to pay rent, I had loans to pay off. I remained frozen, until he spoke again.
“I’m not going to tell you again, Stacy. Either you do as I say, or you can pack your things and go home. Your choice.”
My fingers shook as I slowly moved to unbutton my blouse. It felt like I was in a different world. Slowly my blouse fell open to reveal a white lace bra. Jared nodded in approval at the sight of my breasts.
“Take it off.” I had come this far. I let the blouse fall off my shoulders and gently placed it on the chair next to me. “All of it.” I lowered my eyes, not daring to look at him as I unclasped my bra. It immediately fell down to my arms and methodically I placed it on my blouse.
“That’s it, good girl,” Jared said, as he stepped forward. He placed his hands on my breasts, weighing them, and gently squeezing. “You have decent sized melons here. I’ve been wanting to do this ever since our first interview.” He pulled me off my chair and I tried to ignore the feeling of the air against my naked skin. I felt so exposed. Anyone could open the door and see me topless. Jared pushed me against the desk, lifting me slightly to place me on the cold surface. With his hands he pushed my legs wide, my skirt riding up as he did so, and stood in between them. Without saying another word, he leaned down to take one of my nipples in his mouth. He moaned as he sucked deeply, groping my other breast with one hand, the other hand rested on my naked lower back. I felt incredibly uncomfortable as he feasted on my skin, feeling nothing but nausea. This was really happening and I didn’t know how to stop it without ruining my future.
“You taste so good,” he panted, before switching sides. I looked away, to the wide open window to my left. Now I was just staring at the busy road outside, where cars flew by on their way to their next appointment. If one would slow down or come to a halt right outside this window, they would be able to see everything. They would see how Jared stepped closer and rubbed his crotch against my panties. He groaned, as he bumped his hips harder against mine, before he suddenly stilled.
“Shit,” he cursed, stepping back. He quickly grabbed something from his desk behind him and stuffed it in his pants. He groaned again, before grinning wickedly at me. “Just in time. Get dressed. I will review your work later.” He pulled a soiled napkin from his pants and tossed in the bin. He sat back down at his chair and focused on his computer. Silently, I put on my bra and blouse, quickly buttoning it back up. I felt odd as I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflection of the mirror. It was decent, but I still made my way to the bathroom. My face was flushed, my eyes looked slightly panicked. I smiled at myself, trying to encourage myself that I could do this, but it didn’t reach my eyes. I had survived. It wasn’t too bad, he hadn’t hurt me. I just felt so dirty. So violated. After a deep breath, I went back to my desk and sat back down. My desk was facing Jared’s office, but I ignored everything and everyone around me.
The end of the workday came fast and I stiffened slightly when Jared passed my desk on the way home.
“Good work today, Stacy. We will need to continue this course to be sure things move as planned.” I nodded, not looking up at him as he walked away, out of the door.

I was a nervous wreck when I stepped into the office the next day. I was on time, but only barely. This morning, I overslept. It took ages before I finally fell asleep, resulting in sleeping through my alarm. I stifled a yawn and quickly took my seat, diving right into work.
“Stacy, my office,” Jared said loudly, and I saw some coworkers looking up from their work. I locked my screen and immediately walked towards him, my eyes cast down. He closed the door behind him, but this time, he didn’t close the blinds. That gave me some hope. I sat down when he pointed at the chair, trying to breathe away the nerves.
“You did well yesterday. Do you know why I’m doing this?” I didn’t like his tone. He sounded too nice, too caring. I shook my head without responding to him. He smiled friendly at me, being very aware of the looks of my coworkers.
“I am doing this to do you a favor. I could fire you for all the fuck-ups that you had. I am choosing to keep you. I see you have great potential, but you have to work for your place. I will keep you safe from upper management if you do me a favor back once in a while. Do you understand that?” I lowered my gaze, feeling humiliation burn on my cheeks. I had no choice in the matter. I would either let him do what he wanted to do, or I would be fired, and I could be in serious trouble. Going to HR about the matter wouldn’t work, as it was his word against mine. And who would they believe, an established manager who has worked here for years, or a young girl, fresh out of college? So I nodded.
“I need your words, sweetheart,” he purred. “Tell me you understand and that you gladly do favors for me.” I cleared my throat and looked up at him. Feeling small, I repeated his words back to him.
“I understand you are helping me, and in turn I will do favors for you.” He nodded with a big smile and pressed a button on his phone. He had recorded me.
“Come here, stand behind my desk next to me. I need to show you something.” With shaky knees, I stood up and walked around his desk. It felt like I was walking through soft sand. I didn’t want to do this, but now I had no choice at all. When I stood behind his desk, he pointed at his screen as if he was explaining something to me, but all I felt was his hand slipping under my skirt. He grabbed my panties and yanked them down, so they fell down to my feet. His hand moved back up and he gently caressed my now naked pussy.
“Hm, shaven clean. I like this. You are going back to your seat and you are going to work your ass off. After you had your lunch, you are coming in here again, just for a little while. You are staying late today.” He removed his hand and I wanted to bend down to grab my panties, but he quickly placed his foot on it. “Leave it. Go.” Quickly I walked away, trying to ignore my warm cheeks.

“Are you okay, Stace?” one of my coworkers asked. “You were in there with Jared yesterday, and again today.” I nodded, smiling at her. She was always so caring.
“I am. Jared and I… He has a project he needs my help with.” She wanted to ask more, but I turned back to my screen and started working, making it clear I was not in the mood to talk.
Lunch time came too fast, and it felt like the blink of an eye that it was over again. I dreaded the moment I needed to report to Jared again, yet I walked with confidence and a smile. I didn’t want anyone to know.
“Come on in,” Jared said, looking up from his desk. I closed the door behind me and placed some papers on his desk.
“Jane asked what was going on,” I answered his silent question. “I told her we were working on a project.” He nodded.
“Are you looking forward to this, Stacy?” he said kindly, as he grabbed a chair and placed it next to his, as if we were indeed working on a project. I sat down, trying to keep my energy light and cheerful. All for appearances, but inside I was trying to ignore the upcoming panic.
“No,” I whispered, keeping my eyes trained on the paper in front of me. “But I have no choice, do I?” Jared placed his hand on my knee, hidden from view by his desk and pushed my skirt up, all the way until my naked pussy was visible. He then gently started to stroke it, humming softly.
“You always have a choice. It’s just up to you to decide what you want in life. For instance, the choice right now would be to stand up, walk away and never come back, or to open your legs wider for me, and let me explore this pretty little cunt of yours.” I stared at him for a few seconds. That was no choice, and he knew it very well. So I opened my legs, ignoring the nausea as he used his fingers to open my lips. I shivered when he moved his fingers to my entrance and pushed himself in. He hissed when he felt my heat.
“You are so tight, sweetheart.” He started moving, gently pumping his fingers inside me. The movement was limited, because he didn’t want to draw attention, but he kept going as he looked down at the papers as well. Despite everything, my body reacted to him. I became wet. And I knew he felt it too. I felt arousal build inside, and I couldn’t fight it. I knew my body was protecting me this way, but I still felt betrayed by it. He used the palm of his hand to apply pressure on my clit, and added a second finger at the same time. I grabbed the edge of my seat as I came silently, closing my eyes and breathing out heavily.
“That’s it. You see, I’ll be good for you if you’re good for me. You will be good to me later, right?” I watched how he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and popped them in his mouth. I licked my juices off his fingers and smiled at me. “Talk to me, baby girl.”
“Yes, I will be good.”
“Sir.”
“Sir. I will be good, Sir.” He grabbed my skirt and gently covered my legs again.
“As soon as everyone leaves, you’ll come in here, and you undress. Now go back to work.”

My thighs felt slick when I walked back to my seat. I was almost sure there was a wet spot on the back of my skirt, but I ignored the feeling and just sat down on my chair, placing the stack of papers next to my keyboard. I randomly started typing, barely aware of what I was doing. Jared would just have to forgive me about this. Or rather, future me would have to forgive me.

I made sure not to save my work by the end of the day. I watched how Jane stood up while I kept typing nonsense.
“Don’t work too hard,” she joked, as she put on her coat. I smiled up at her, silently begging her not to go. I was terrified.
“I won’t. I hope I’m out of here in no time. I just need to finish this.” I watched her walk away, my last lifeline. My throat was dry when I looked around, making sure I was absolutely alone. When I looked up, I saw Jared looking at me through the window, before slowly closing the blinds. It was time. I shut down the computer and made my way to his office. I closed the door behind me and kept my eyes cast down as I unbuttoned my blouse. I didn’t look at him as I placed it on the chair, along with my bra. I took a silent, but deep breath as I kicked off my shoes and pushed my skirt down. That was it. There was nothing else I had to take off. Jared whistled softly and walked around me, his fingers trailing softly over my skin. He touched every bit of me. Over my neck, my chest, my breasts. My nipples and my ribs. My stomach. My shoulders, my back and my hips. Finally, I felt his fingers over my ass and over my pussy.
“You are a feast, Stacy. I am going to enjoy you thoroughly.” I never spoke, swallowing away the bile. Jared walked to his desk, which had been cleared and patted on the edge. Might as well just get this over with. I sat down and allowed him to lay me down on my back. Vaguely I was aware of his desk being cleared, giving me all the space. His touch was so gentle when he took my ankles and placed them on his shoulders. I was staring at the ceiling when my body suddenly shook. His tongue had unexpectedly made contact with my clit. He nibbled on the little bud, before moving down. He suckled on my inner lips, dipped his tongue inside my entrance and even made a short excursion down, to caress my asshole with his tongue. Back up again, licking more fiercely on the spots most women enjoyed. My body started to react, moistening again, but I didn’t give him the satisfaction of an orgasm this time, despite the arousal that started to build.

The ceiling was boring. It was just white. A small cobweb in the corner of his office. But that was it. But suddenly there was his face. He stood between my legs and stared at my face. I heard the sound of a zipper being undone, and pants that fell down to the floor. This was it. I let my face fall to the side. He hadn’t closed the blinds to the outside world and I stared at the lights that zoomed by. Of people going home, to the safety of their families. Where no managers took advantage of their young employees. I saw that one car had stopped, right in front of the window. A man was walking around it and by the looks of it, he was heaving a heated phone call. I gritted my teeth when I felt the tip of Jared’s cock press against my pussy.
“I hope you’re ready for me, baby.” Very slowly, he started to push. I felt how my pussy stretched painfully over his big size and I whimpered softly. “That’s it, feel it.”
The man outside had stopped moving. He was still on the phone, but his eyes were trained on the window. At us. Jared hadn’t noticed him, as his eyes were trained on my face and my body. I gasped as he just kept pushing. Deeper and deeper, until I was sure it wouldn’t go any deeper. But still he pressed, all the way until I felt his balls press against my skin. It was then that Jared stilled.
“Well done, sweetheart. You feel so tight around my cock. I’m going to fully enjoy this.” Slowly he pulled himself out, before moving back in. He moved so slowly. I had hoped he would fuck me like crazy and get this over with. But he seemed to want to take his time. A tear rolled down my eye as he picked up the pace just a little bit. My body felt limp as I kept staring at the man outside. He had put his phone away but just kept watching how Jared made love to my body. He watched how my tits wiggled each time Jared bottomed out. He licked his lips and moved closer, watching my whole ordeal. When the light hit his face, I recognized him as someone from the sales department. Fuck. I turned my head the other way, now staring at the wall.

Meanwhile, Jared’s hands were all over me. Holding my hips to pull me into his thrusts. On my tits, playing with my nipples. Caressing my ass and the skin of my stomach.
“I’m going to move a little faster now,” he said, and I just nodded. I felt how he placed his hand on my lower belly and pressed down, before he started to move faster. It caused a sudden spike of arousal to course through my body, it felt absolutely amazing, but still. I didn’t want to give him anything.
“Oh, I can feel myself fucking you,” he moaned, pressing down a little harder. “Your small body almost bulges because of my big cock.” He moved faster, finally actually fucking me. “Tell me you like this. Tell me you’re enjoying yourself.” My voice sounded robotic as I answered him, adding a little extra to hopefully get him off quicker.
“I am enjoying myself. I love how you’re fucking me. I love the feeling of being stretched by your big cock.” His hand found my cheek and he turned my face, so that I was looking at him.
“I know you’re just saying that for me. I don’t care. I still take it. Keep your eyes on me, princess.” He then grabbed my hips and finally started to fuck real hard. I winced from time to time when he hit particularly deep, but other than that, I gave him nothing. Not even when my body started contracting, tightening around his cock and waves of pleasure washed over me. He didn’t see my orgasm, but he felt it for sure. He smirked.
“You’re a tiny little slut, are you? Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. I can’t say anything for Tom though, who is watching us outside. Maybe you’ll need to do him a favor too, seeing you are a slut. Tell me you’re a slut.”
“I’m a slut,” I replied, still keeping my eyes focused on him. I felt completely numb, even though I knew I should feel panic at the thought.
“Oh, I’m so close. Beg me for my seed.” Finally, the last stretch.
“Please, Sir. Please come inside me. I need your seed inside my pussy.” The words were hollow, but it was good enough for him. I watched how he threw his head back at the same time as he slammed deep inside me. I felt him pulsate, sending thick ropes of his cum deep inside me. He twitched, grinding against me, wanting to milk every last drop inside of me. When he finally stilled, he suddenly leaned forward, taking me completely by surprise by kissing me deeply. I wanted to push him away, but it was over before it started.

Very slowly he pulled out of me, and I winced again as my pussy clung to his cock. I felt myself gaping wide open when he finally popped out of me. It was done. Almost.
“Kneel down and suck me clean.” I pushed myself up off the desk, suddenly feeling how sore I already was. I let myself slip down and kneel before him. Without giving it too much thought, I took him in my mouth, licking his skin until it was completely clean. I ignored the feeling of my pussy and his seed on my tongue. When Jared was satisfied, he took my hand and helped me to my feet.
“You did well. You may keep your job for now, but if you ever come late again, you will need to make it up to me, do you understand?” I just nodded. Jared pulled up his pants, before taking my bra off the chair. To my surprise, he helped me get dressed, even though he kept my panties.
“I will drive you home, as it is too late to take the bus now.” I quickly glanced at the window, but Tom and the car were gone. Without saying a word, I walked to my desk and grabbed my things. I felt the seed dripping out of me as we walked down the stairs, to Jared’s car. As he drove me home, his hand rested on my upper thigh, under my skirt.
“I will take care of Tom, making sure he doesn’t speak.” His hand slipped higher, coming in contact with my sensitive, sticky pussy. I hissed softly, as I was sore. He chuckled.
“And as a thank you for keeping Tom silent, you will only wear skirts without panties for as long as you work under me. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Good girl. Now go and clean yourself up. Get some rest and I will see you in the office tomorrow morning. Don’t be late. Report when you come in so I can check your outfit.” Without answering him, I got out of the car and walked to my front door. I locked it behind me, walked right up to the bathroom to take a scalding hot shower. I tried to ignore the small voice in the back of my head, that whispered that this had been the best fuck I had ever had, despite the fact I hadn’t wanted it. Yet I whispered back that I might have to come in late soon again.