Sandra went back to her office and slumped on her chair. Despite having little say in her actions today, she couldn't help feeling aroused by them. As she recalled the devouring stares she was confronted with in the meeting, her hands moved unconsciously across her chest, tracing around her thick, hard nipples. She must have looked such a slut!
Her legs rubbed against each other inside her tight pin-stripe skirt, and she could feel the slickness of her pussy as she recalled the meeting. Her hand started to run up her leg, aiming to pleasure her sopping wet cunt, but she was snapped out of her trance by the announcement of mail from her laptop. With a mixture of nervousness and excitement she read the title: "Time for some action!"
She read quickly. "Good work, you little slut. Now it's time to prove your title. I want you to find a co-worker, bring them back to your office and fuck them. I'll leave it to you to decide on a gender. I want you to do anything they want you to do, no matter how degrading. First however, I want you to turn on your web cam so I can watch. If you don't do it so I can see, then I'll assume you are defying me and your little secret will become very public knowledge. So, if you want to keep your tight little ass out of jail, then I suggest you follow my instructions to the letter."
Sandra was stunned. If she got caught fucking a co-worker then she would be fired immediately, and her months of careful planning and gradual embezzlement would be wasted. If she did not comply, she stood to lose everything. There was only one thing she could do: not get caught. This would mean careful planning as to who to seduce.
With a deep breath she stood up, pulled her top down a little to expose more cleavage, pulled her skirt up a little to expose more leg, and walked to her office door. She opened it, stepped outside and took a good look around |