Jenny's World -- Mike's Trial
Mike stood looking at himself in the bathroom mirror, an older face, decorated with a well-kept salt and pepper beard looked back. He had always considered himself to be a handsome man, but that was part of his overall arrogant demeanor. His abundance of confidence had carved him out a good career, rising to the position of district manager in his former company. He spent the following years abusing the authority of his position to coerce many women into sex, and that had now finally caught up with him.
He walked with his lawyer back to the courtroom where his trial was beginning. The same women that he had leveraged all those years were now suing him for it. This was it, it was going to be the end of his life, and he knew he deserved it. Back then, it didn't seem like such a big deal. There weren't any women in higher management positions, so he helped a lot of them get there in return for a little sex. Despite the deep regret he felt now, Mike still remembered each of the women vividly.
There were a lot of women Mike pressured into it over the years, all with their special treats, but he held the first one and the last one as the dearest. The first was a beautiful blonde woman by the name of Charlotte, around his age at the time. She had arrived at her interview prim and proper, her hair tucked neatly into a bun. Charlotte was one of two final candidates for the position, with the other being a male. Mike remembered exactly how he expressed the difficulty of his choice to Charlotte and how she pleaded her skills and work ethic, and how she would do anything. The extra money was going to mean a lot to her, her husband, and their kids.
"And what did Mike ask you to do in order to secure the promotion?" The opposing lawyer asked Charlotte as she sat on the witness stand.
"He told me I had certain qualities that the other candidate didn't have, and that I should use them if I wanted the position," she answered with a distressed tone.
"What qualities were Mike referring to?" The lawyer asked.
"He was referring to my body," she answered, her voice stressing more now. "He said that my tits and pussy would guarantee my promotion."
"And did you accept Mike's offer?" The lawyer asked.
"I did," Charlotte stated.
"Why did you agree to this?"
"My husband and I were having financial trouble and the promotion came with a large pay raise. I kept my husband and kids in mind the entire time Mike had his way with me."
"What do you mean by financial trouble?"
"We were behind on our mortgage and car payments."
Mike felt immense shame as Charlotte answered each question, hearing for the first time how she experienced their encounter so many years ago. Her point of view was completely opposite of his own, where he remembered charming her into some fun. He remembered the warmth of her body and how she closed her eyes in pleasure.
"Mrs. Charlotte, isn't it true that your time with my client my consensual?" Mike's lawyer asked.
"He leveraged his authority over me," she answered.
"Did you tell Mike, at any point, before, during, or after that you didn't want it?"
"I did it for my family," she protested.
"Did you ever tell him no, Mrs. Charlotte?"
"No, I didn't, but it doesn't mean I wanted it."
"Did my client tell you at any time that you wouldn't be promoted if you denied his offer?"
"He said it would help."
"Mrs. Charlotte, you stated a few minutes ago that my client told you that this arrangement would guarantee your promotion. Isn't it true that you accepted his offer for your own benefit because you didn't want to leave it to chance? Isn't it also true that you willingly used your so-called qualities to your own benefit?
Mike felt a strange sense of relief and guilt after his lawyer finished questioning Charlotte. Of course, he didn't want to be painted as some rapist, but he never intended for any of these women to feel the way they do. He continued to hear their stories over the next few days as they called witness after witness. The opposing lawyer set each one up to paint Mike as a villain, then his own lawyer always seemed to reel it back in.
By the end of the week, the plaintiffs rested their case and Mike was surprised that only about half of the women he had propositioned were called. His lawyer explained part of it but insisted that it was better if Mike didn't know all of the details just yet. Mike sat around all weekend, worried about what the week ahead would bring. His lawyer apparently had quality witnesses that would appear on his behalf, but Mike wasn't so sure about any of it.
On Monday morning, Mike's lawyer began calling witnesses, several of which were women he had made the same deals with. Again, Mike felt ashamed, this time because of the arousal he experienced as he recalled his time with each of the women as they testified. He remembered how he had them on his desk or in his chair, or sometimes even in his car. Each day seemed to crawl by slower and slower, and though much of the testimony was in his favor, Mike wasn't sure if he wanted to be let off too easily. Maybe he did deserve some punishment for everything.
"The defense calls Jenny Clayton-Mclean."
Mike felt a spark of excitement at the sound of Jenny's name. She had been the last woman he ever tried to bargain for sex, and it was because of her refusal that made him realize he needed to change. Still, Jenny had been his all-time favorite employee, solely due to her skills and work ethic. Her physical beauty just happened to be a perk. He watched Jenny walk down the aisle in her high heels, wearing a modest skirt and blouse, her long brunette hair loose and flowing. Mike was happy to see her, not because she was obviously testifying on his behalf, but because he genuinely missed her.
"How do you know my client, Mike?" The lawyer began.
"He used to be my boss at our former company," she answered.
"Did Mike interview you for a promotion during your time there?"
"Yes."
"Did Mike offer you a promotion in exchange for sex?"
"Yes."
"Did you accept his offer?"
"No, I didn't," she answered, looking at Mike.
"But you did get promoted, correct?"
"I did, yes."
"How did you get your promotion?"
"I went back to Mike's office a few days later and demanded that he recognize my skill. He promoted me to a higher position than what I was originally training for."
"Have you ever had sex with Mike?"
"Yes, but not until over a year later."
"Can you tell the court about it?"
"We were at an annual company party that ended late one night. My car wouldn't start, and Mike offered to drive me home after the tow truck took the car. I invited Mike into my home, and we had sex."
"Why did you have sex with Mike that night?"
"Because I had found him attractive from the first time we met."
"If you were attracted to Mike, why didn't you have sex with him for the promotion?"
"I was going to, but then I realized I preferred to be promoted based on merit, not my body."
