Austin's workweek started out pretty typical: extremely busy with meetings, constant problems and paperwork. He supervised a large department of sixty in a company of thousands. In general, he was a very hands off type of boss as long as people got their work done, but lately he'd caught several of his employees goofing off on the internet so he contacted tech support and had a spying software installed so he could read and view what all of his employees were up to. He already had his mind made up that unless someone was spending several hours a day screwing off, he wouldn't make a big deal of it. Another reason he was willing be to be flexible on this issue was the fact that he was very young to be in the position he was—38 years old—and didn't want people to start resenting him.
In the first week he found several employees who were abusing their internet privileges, but what caught his interest most were emails being sent by too of his employees: Jennifer and Allison, both in their mid to late twenties, very attractive and office support staff. They were both friends at work and often hanging out together outside of work. In general they both dressed extremely sexy yet professional, skin tight black slacks or skirts one day, nearly transparent blouses that accentuate their breasts the next, high heels, open backed tops, he had slowly learned never to be too surprised just how sexy they'd look at work. But, for the most part he thought they were pretty typical women, college graduates, professional, social etc. that is until he read their emails. Both of them were extremely kinky writing dirty emails to a guy they were seeing, or confessing something they'd recently done to a girlfriend, telling them how last night they'd been blindfolded, tied down and teased and fucked or sucked a guy off at a party in their car, spanked, anal sex, the list went on and on. Jennifer, who was about 5'5 with soft shoulder length hair and a constant tan who wore tall black boots and skirts to work often was currently corresponding with a guy, telling him how much she loved having him cum all over her face after he'd bent her over and pounded her. Austin was hooked, he just kept reading and reading until several hours had gone by and his cock was rock hard. When he passed Allison in the hall, who was wearing a white stripped blouse and tight black slacks that showed her beautiful shape off nicely all he could of was how she'd told her boyfriend how she loved to wait in bed for him to slip into her back door, finding her totally naked and hold her down and have his way with her like an intruder.
For a week or two all he did was read the emails and IM's until Allison asked Jennifer where she'd been going off to for lunch and she replied how she'd been going out to her car in the parking garage at lunch or on some occasions the file room, sliding her hand in her pants and masturbating thinking of none other than Austin. Allison had said that she'd masturbated and thought about him too, fucking her bent over his big desk, making her do whatever he wanted. He was good looking, athletic, and confident with women but he had to reread the line a couple of times to make sure he wasn't imagining it. Now he knew he had to come up with a plan to capitalize on what he knew about these girls.
The next morning he called Jennifer into his office and had her shut the door behind her. She had on a pair of cream-colored slacks that hugged her incredible curvy ass and hips and a tight top that showed the shape of her lovely tits, dipping low in the front, showing some cleavage. He handed her a log of all the websites she'd visited during the past few weeks, knowing that it would shock and embarrass her. He told her that IT had started randomly monitoring people and notified managers. He lied and said that he couldn't read their emails or IM's just that he could tell how long they'd spent on them. There was no way he wanted to stop reading about all their dirty adventures. He had highlighted several websites where it was obvious they'd been shopping for lingerie, sexy toys, dirty movies or reading erotica. Jennifer's face got incredibly red and she looked down and just kept saying how embarrassed she was.
"I don't want to let you go since, I think in general you're a good worker, but I might not have any choice as a manager," Austin said.
"I really don't want to leave either, I love my job and the company is paying for some night classing I'm taking."
"Instead of making a decision by myself, right this second, I'm actually going to give you a day to think this over and come back to me with a proposal."
"What type of proposal?" Jennifer asked.
"I want you to think about just what you're willing to do to keep your job and see me first thing in the morning. If it isn't good enough I'll have to let you go."
Jennifer seemed a bit shocked at what he might be proposing but then she nodded and seemed happy with the prospect.
Next he called in Allison who had on a flowing skirt that hugged her hips tightly and a tight top as well. When she turned around to shut his office door he saw one of the straps of her white thong hiked up. It turned on Austin even more knowing what she had on underneath her skirt and also what he had over her head. He laid it all out for Allison the same way as he did for Jennifer only he had another ace over her. Knowing that she'd been masturbating in her car in the garage and the file room he told her that he'd actually walked into the file room one day and saw her masturbating but had quietly backed out because he was totally shocked.
Allison got even more red than Jennifer and said that she'd just bought a condo and couldn't be unemployed and asked if he could just forget what he'd seen.
"I could but then I'm running the risk of this getting out and then I could fired because I played favoritism," he said, laying it on like he was above such a thing.
He sensed that Allison was much more willing to do whatever he wanted right then and there and he knew if he had her please him in order to keep her job, Jennifer would come in the next morning ready to do the same.
"I would literally do anything to keep my job Austin," she said, looking at him, smiling.
