Ron was frankly stunned by the turn of events. He never imagined that such a hot babe would be his to fuck, and he could not believe that she had given it up so easily to his feeble blackmail. "Yeah, sure, whatever you want is yours tell me what you need."
"I have been getting e-mails, inappropriate e-mails from that come from within the company from a name that shows up blank. I can't tell who they are from, and they are telling lies about me, lies that could get me fired or worse." Sandra realized that tears of fear and stress started falling from her eyes as she told her story, and the effect on Ron was to actually make him want to help her.
Ron reached out to touch her arm and said, "Hey don't sweat it babe, I can fix it and we will get the bastard."
Sandra realized that he was being sincere and almost forgave him for extorting sexual favors from her, almost, but not quite. She watched as Ron dug into the job pounding keystrokes furiously as he reviewed her e-mail account. Sandra could see his eyebrows arch as he read the e-mail about her embezzlement, and then she could see his face screw up in concentration and surprise as he continued to work.
"What is it," Sandra asked, "Who is sending me the e-mails?"
"Ron turned and looked at her and said, "The person is good, real good. I would not have thought they could have pulled off something like this without me finding about it. Thanks for bringing it to my attention. I need to close this backdoor up right now."
"Who the hell is it?" Sandra screamed out in frustration. |