Fiona's Promotion
The next morning Fiona seemed understandably nervous as she had no idea as to what her boss Francis Mulherne had in store for her now that he'd caught her fucking Mark Wood and then had fucked her himself. She wasn't stupid enough to realise that sex was probably be going to be in store for her again today but how much and who with was the bit she was nervous about.
"Here wear this outfit today Fiona, you want to look sexy for Francis don't you?" I said smirking at her which pissed her off as she blamed me totally for the situation she was no in at work. I on the other hand was overjoyed with the situation as I now had my very on sex toy to play out my fantasies with.
"No I suppose not, as I'm probably going to get sacked after he fucks me again one last time no doubt," she said slipping in to white French knickers made of thin see through material that did nothing to hide her strip of dark pubic hair.
She then put on full stockings and suspender combo and a bra that matched and was made of the same thin material allowing her big cube nipples and dark areola to be clearly visible. She then pulled on a figure hugging pencil skirt that finished just below the knee and a light blue blouse that she buttoned from the bottom.
"Perfect," I said as she buttoned up the third and final button leaving the top one open so that her deep cleavage was on show and a hint of her white bra could be seen adding to the sexiness.
I dropped her off at the front of her building and told her to make sure that the camera was turned on as I wanted to see and hear anything that took place; I then watched her walk in to work on her high heels looking horny as hell and totally unaware as to how her day would pan out.
By the time I got home and fired up the computer it was nearly half past nine and Fiona was sat at her desk shifting through some files and tapping away on her computer, I decided to ring her to see if I'd missed anything.
"Whore," I said as she answered on the third ring.
"Hello master," she said in her sexy voice and stopped working.
"Have I missed anything whore?" I asked.
"Owner, something weird is definitely going on, nobody is in work today," she said.
"Nobody, you're on your own?" I asked.
"Yeah, all on my own," she said.
"Ok I'll speak to you later whore but I'll be watching don't worry," I said putting the phone down before she could answer.
I went and made myself some breakfast and a cup of tea and by the time I returned to the computer Fiona was on the phone. I put my plate and tea down and cranked up the volume trying to hear the conversation.
"Ok Mr Mulherne I'll see you in ten minutes," Fiona said before replacing the receiver and hurriedly getting up and clearing the files from her desk before she began removing her clothes starting with her blouse.
I picked up the phone and called her, "Whore what did Francis say on the phone?"
"Owner he said he'd be here in ten minutes and I should be only be wearing my underwear and be stood in the middle of the room waiting for him," she said discarding her blouse on to the floor beside her desk.
"He's going to fuck you and I can't wait whore," I said before hanging up the phone.
She then unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it once she'd placed the phone back and she was then only in her sexy underwear as her boss requested, damn she looked gorgeous in the thin flimsy white material and a full suspender and stocking set. Francis was going to be impressed for sure.
Fiona stood in the middle of the room nervously shifting from one foot to the other for about four minutes before the door crashed open and in strode Francis Mulherne like a man that owned the world. Fiona jumped back with a little gasp as his entrance caught her by surprise. He left the door wide open behind him and walked up to and then around Fiona, looking her up and down as he went round and round touching her breasts and legs, bum and stomach with his fingertips as he went.
"Well Fiona I'm impressed to see that you made the effort this morning, your choice of lingerie is perfect for showing off your fantastic body and great tits," he said stopping right in front of her to circle her nipples with his forefinger before pinching them both making her gasp. Once he's manipulated her nipples in to engorged hard cubes he let his hand feel down her stomach and over her sheer knickers until he spun his hand and fed his fingers between her legs, "I can already feel the heat on your cunt Fiona which is good," he said before removing his hand and walking away.
He sat down on the chair opposite just looking at Fiona for minute before he again began to speak.
"Here's the deal Fiona,, I could fire your arse right now for gross misconduct meaning you get fuck all money, no reference and I put word out to all the other directors of the companies you could easily walk in to, meaning you won't be getting a job around here on the money your used to for a long time," he said in a matter of fact way.
The room was silent for a moment as Francis let Fiona ponder on what he'd just said before starting up again with the same matter of fact tone and arrogance.
"Or you accept the new position I'm about to offer you which attracts a higher salary but puts your skills to proper use shall we say," he said smirking at her as again Fiona shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot.
Now Fiona was very high up in the company, had a fifty grand a year plus salary and could easily walk in to any major company in the area, but Francis had the director contacts to stop her and Fiona wasn't stupid enough to realise that.
She was obviously thinking and weighing up what he was saying and she'd of known that the new position would probably mean getting fucked a lot, "What's the position involve and what's the money like?" Fiona asked causing Francis's face to explode in to a huge grin as he pushed himself up off the chair and began circling Fiona again, lightly touching her breasts and stomach as he went round.
"I didn't think you we're as stupid as you are filthy Fiona so let me explain what the role involves," he paused a moment and then sat back down leaving her again standing uncomfortably on her own in her underwear, "You'll have a new office up on the top floor that's already being converted as of this morning, you'll arrive in normal work clothes wearing underwear provided by myself and once within the top floor area you'll remove your outer clothing and wear only your underwear or outfit provided by myself, ok?" he asked Fiona pausing for her response.
"Ok," was all she said to Francis.
"From your office which you'll find is like no other office in the building you'll entertain clients or anybody else I send to you, let's just say that if a particular deal is, stalling, then your skill set might become of some greater use to me and the company rather than just me and Mark Cross, if you understand where I'm coming from Fiona?" he said with a smirk all over his face.
This had actually worked out better than I'd expected and pretty soon I may be watching my mother in law agree to become the office whore.
"You want to be the company whore is that what you're saying Mr Mulherne?" she asked already knowing the answer.
"I don't like that title as Tony Mulgrew at TM Associates has secretary over at his place who's the cooperate whore and it doesn't sound to classy, that's why your title will be the Deal Facilitator, what do you think it sounds much more important and professional don't you think," he said laughing as if this was all a big joke to him.
Fiona shifted on the spot and then asked, "Do I really have a choice?"
"Yes Fiona, I gave you your options at the start, maybe the pay and conditions might keep you tempted as I doubt you'll get better elsewhere and I know Tony's whore is terribly underpaid," he said.
Fiona didn't speak so he continued.
"Your basic pay will increase from £58k to £70k immediately," he said.
I noticed Fiona's eyes open slightly at the thought of a twelve grand pay rise just for having sex.
"For any deal where your skills are needed and ultimately lead to the deal being closed you will be paid 1% of what that deal is worth, now I know that in your position you've had a lot of dealings in deals so know what sort of money is on offer to be made," he said waiting for Fiona's response.
But none came so he continued.
"From the minute you enter work you answer to me and only me and do everything I tell you to do without question, things like annual leave and bits and pieces don't apply to you, I will give you lots of time off but you may also have to work late or weekends depending on the requirement of your skills," he said.