"I can't let Bob know that I lost my job!"
She was Allison Greer and she was the wife of my best friend. She was in my office.
"I don't know how you can keep that secret or the reason."
Allison's office is not too far from my own. We work for different companies in the same building but when the stories of a secretary who had been caught publicly masturbating spread like wild fire through the building and Allison mentioning that she lost her job it was not hard to put two and two together.
"I had no idea that they had installed security cameras in the mail room. Bob has been under a great deal of stress lately so It was a while since ... and the mood just hit me There's ALWAYS someone in the ladies room."
"Allison," I said, "Even if we assume that is true you showed a severe lack of judgement and decorum. I don't know what you expect me to do about it?"
She bit her lip with hesitation and at last said, "Bob told me about that inheritance you received. I could borrow enough to cover my pay check for two months while I scare up another job. My employers promised to give me a good evaluation on the condition that I resign immediately. I'm a good secretary and I know spreadsheets inside and out it will be no problem for me to find other work."
"Two month's salary and what do you have as collateral and what happens if you can't get a job in two months? There HAS to be a contract with lawyers that I don't intend to pay for. That inheritance is going to fund a college education for my future children and a boat for myself."
"Rick, you're not even married right now."
"True but I am getting very serious about Marcella. She's not going to understand me giving money to you. I DON'T want to mess that relationship up!"
Allison looked at me and smoothed out her blouse. Allison is stacked. She is five foot five, she has long brown hair, fantastic legs and a butt that makes every head nod with appreciation when it walks past. She has clear even skin and crystal blue eyes. Because Bob is my best friend I had always put Allison on my verboten list. I believe in bro's before hos. BUT I was beginning to sense that I had a major opportunity here. A chance to sow some final wild oats before I settled down with Marcella.
Allison spoke again,"Marcella need never know. We could work out an arraignment that doesn't require lawyers, you know, just between the two of us."
"And what would I get in exchange?" I asked with a sly smile on my lips
Allison winked and said, "I could give you a blow job for each hundred dollars that I borrow and one for each day after the two months that I am late in returning your money. You can't lose."
I looked at Allison and realized that I had all the power in this exchange. I decided to exploit it.
"That's tempting Allison but its not enough. Marcella will be out of town for the next three days visiting an aunt who hates me. The aunt told Marcella that under no circumstances was she to bring me. I hate this aunt as much as she hates me but she practically raised Marcella. I opted out of the trip for the benefit of both of them. I had planned to spend those three days at the office but I have vacation time saved up. Tell ya' what Alison. How about you come up with some excuse to tell Bob, a family emergency say, or a sick non-existent friend anything to give you three days off. I would like to have a slave who is in total submission to me for those three days. If you are a completely compliant and totally submissive slave for those three days I will LOAN you the money. You can pay me a bit from your future pay checks until the debt is retired. How does that grab you?"
Allison looked stunned. She thought that she could slay me with the offer of bjs but why settle for that when you can have the entire enchilada? She started to laugh but stopped short when she read my expression.
"Oh my God, you're serious Rick."
"Serious as a heart attack Allison. Unless you can come up with the money some other way. Of course you could just tell Bob what you did. I'm sure he'll find it hilarious. I'm sure his short fuse won't go off and he will find it hysterical that you are out of work just after going to settlement on that new house. The house you can't afford on just his salary. I'm sure he will laugh his head off. Face it Allison my offer is the best chance you have but it won't exist ten minuets from now. You have those ten minutes to make up your mind. I am going to leave my office now and get a mug of coffee. With the greetings and chats on the way it takes me just about ten minutes there and back. Either you are gone from my office when I return or you are waiting here on your knees in supplication to me. You do not have a third option."
With that I grabbed my coffee mug and sauntered out of my office. It was a calculated risk but In reality I was Alison's only hope. I love Bob like a brother but he has the worst temper of any man I ever met. I can over look it but when he is pissed off he yells and blusters like a thundercloud. He gets abusive and becomes intolerable. Sometimes his snits last for days. It is a very good thing that he works with machinery all day and not people otherwise I don't think anyone would hire him. More than once I had to comfort Allison when Bob was on one of his anger jags. Bob is the kind of guy who, if he doesn't die of a massive coronary at 45, will live to be 100. When not angry he is the sweetest pussy cat on the planet. Too bad he has such a hair trigger. I imagine Allison's reason for termination will bring out the worst of the worst in Bob. I know that I would not want to be in her shoes.
I took a leisurely time getting my coffee, I chatted with Harry about the previous night's ball game and took a bit longer than usual. I imagined Allison in my office. And then I imagined Allison naked in my house fucking me silly. I was actually only a little surprised to find Allison still in my office. She was in the middle of the floor, kneeling in her nylons. I had opened the door in such a way as to hide her from prying eyes outside my office.
"I see that you have made your decision Allison. You won't regret it we will have lots of fun together. You can stand up now. Here are the rules. I expect you at my house at tomorrow at Noon sharp, dress in something that you ordinarily go to work in. You will obey my every command or you get NO money. If you utter the word 'no' or balk at any command, you get NO money and Bob finds out about your misadventure today. For the next three days you are a slave and you will be treated as such. Is that clear?
Allison's chin was pressed into her chest in humiliation. She was scarlet with anger but at last she choked out. "Yes Rick."
I told her to get her things from her office. She could store them in my office for the time being. That way Bob would not be wondering why she was bringing home a box of her stuff. She wept a little but finally stifled her tears and made her way back to her former place of employment. About an hour later she stashed three cardboard boxes and a large house plant in my office. They were stowed out of my way.
"Go home Allison, dream up some excuse and mentally prepare yourself for tomorrow. As far as sex is concerned EVERYTHING is on the table and EVERYTHING is an option for me. If you get cold feet. I know your office manager. I could make sure that Bob sees the tape of your "performance. One more thing take a cab to my place I don't want your car parked in front of my house for three days."
Allison stomped her way out of my office and vanished from the building. I left a little early to pick some things up from the store. I went home to Marcella. Marcella is quite the dish herself. A petite spitfire who stands just a hair over five feet, she has enchanting olive skin and, despite her Italian heritage, naturally blonde hair. Her tight compact body is pure Italian Goddess. While the sex between us was undeniably good, her conservative upbringing often puts her at odds with some of my desires. Three days with Alison would more than get those out of my system. So in a way, what I was about to do would benefit our relationship.
Dinner was fabulous. Marcella cooks like an Italian chef. To atone for my sins at the dinner table, I had to work out at the gym with a regularity I never had before. After dinner. I loaded the dishwasher and helped her pack. I would drop her off at the airport at seven A.M. and then. As far as she knew, I would go off to work. That night I fucked her twice, savoring her sweet moans. I was going to love having Marcella for a wife. My dreams were beautiful and I had an erection practically the entire night.
The next morning Marcella was off to Tucson without a hitch. She would call me on my cell phone when she arrived. I drove home and began the preparations for my guest. New sheets on the bed, plenty of food and booze in the fridge and the nice articles I had bought the day before and stowed in my car trunk.
Right on time at Noon a cab pulled up in front of my house and disgorged Allison. She had a small case in one hand. She was dressed as though she were just another day at the office. She wore black pumps, hose, a navy blue skirt that stopped at her knee and a pink blouse. I could only imagine what was under it. I went out to the cab and paid the driver. This time of day my street was deserted, the kids were at school and the parents were at work. It helped that I had a large hedge surrounding my property which also obstructed a view of my front door. I led Alison out of view and down my side walk. She was silent, with a sour expression on her face. I shut the door behind us.
"What's with the bag Allison?"
"I told Bob that I was going to see my sister for a few days. My cover story is that she and her husband had a big fight and she needs me to calm her down. That has happened before. I told my sister to cover for me. She doesn't know what I am up to. I had to bring a bag or Bob would ask questions. Bob is happy to have the house to himself for a few days. Of course he will turn it into one large cat box but THAT is not your problem."
I set Allison's bag on the floor and eyed her up and down.
"Rick, what do you expect of me? Remember that I am the wife of your best friend."
"Yes I am well aware of that Allison but you are a very alluring temptation. I can still respect Bob even after knowing his wife carnally. If it costs me your friendship that is a small price to pay. I'm Bob's friend not yours. As to what I expect from you I explained that in my office I don't like repeating myself. You are my property for the next three days. I will use you in any way I see fit. STRIP!"
"Rick! Isn't there some other way we can do this?"
