Jennifer was an older woman that worked in my office. She was not the most beautiful woman in the office, but for some reason, she seemed to me to be incredibly sexy. She had a lovely face offset by brown wavy hair. She had a nice chest, I would guess 36C and a sexy, somewhat large ass. She always dressed to impress without looking slutty. I liked it best when she wore tight slacks. This allowed me to watch her ass jiggle as she walked.
One Friday, we were in a meeting and she mentioned to me that she would have to come into the office on Saturday to get some things finished up. I asked her why she didn't just dial-in from home.
"I have not been able to get my computer at home to connect to the network at the office. It was working for a while then just stopped. I have spent hours on the phone with technical support and just can't get it to work," she said. Our company gave employees above a certain level computers for their home to improve efficiency.
"I can help you," I replied before thinking.
"Oh, I couldn't ask you to do that on a Saturday," she said with a sweet smile.
"You didn't ask, I offered. I really don't mind."
"I will tell you what. If you come by and set up my computer, I will make you dinner," she stated.
"Deal! It won't take more that an hour to get you set up," I replied.
"Good. Why don't you come over around 5:00."
"I'll be there!"
Saturday afternoon after taking a hot shower, I dressed in my black leather pants and black silk shirt with black boots. If she commented on my clothes, I would say I was planning on going to a club after dinner, which was true. There was a new BDSM club in town that I wanted to check out.
At precisely 5:00, I rang the bell to her house briefcase in hand. The briefcase contained the cables and software I might need along with a few choice toys I was hoping to try out at the club that evening. I got hard immediately when she opened the door. She was wearing a low cut, tight tee shirt and tight white linen pants. I could clearly see her lacy bra underneath her shirt. To complete the outfit, she was wearing sandals with 4" heels. Maybe I wasn't the only one who planned more action for that evening.
Once I was inside and the door closed, she looked at me and said, "Wow, you look great. Is this what you always wear to fix computers?" she asked with a grin.
"No. I was planning on going to a club later," I replied.
"Ummm. Well, the computer is this way," she replied.
She turned and led me through to a small study in the back of the house. I was in heaven watching her sexy ass sway and wiggle under her tight pants. Either she wasn't wearing panties or they were thongs because her ass moved unencumbered. By the time she pointed out the computer, I was fully erect.
"Here it is," she stated as she stared at my crotch.
"I am going to finish dinner. Give me a shout if you need anything."
It was my turn to stare as her magnificent ass swayed away. Oh, what I would give to have her over my knee to give that sweet ass a long, hard spanking. Well, back to the task at hand.
I turned on her computer and spent several minutes diagnosing the problem. I finally realized the problem was that her hard drive was full which surprised me as it held 8 gigabytes. What was on this thing that was taking up so much space. I loaded up a utility program that lists all the files sorted by size. I found a subdirectory with hundreds and hundreds of files with file types of wmv, rm and the telltale jpg. Jennifer had lots and lots of video clips and photos on her computer. Some had intriguing names like punished.wmv and twinsintrouble.rm. When I tried to open some of the files, I found they were password protected. Well, this would not do at all. I went in search of the kitchen.
As I entered, Jennifer was bending over getting something out of a cabinet giving me another incredible view of her sumptuous ass. As she stood and turn around, she jumped, startled.
"Oh, Peter, you scared me," she said.
Deciding to go for broke, I said, "Jennifer, you have been very naughty. Downloading videos and photos from the internet onto the company's computer. They have taken up all the space on your hard drive and there is no space left for the computer to swap pages."
She turned bright red and looked away from me and mumbled, "I thought that might have been the problem."
"We need to delete some of them in order to get access to the network at work," I replied.
Still very red, she said, "OK, delete whatever you need."
"I will need your password to delete them," I said trying to act nonchalant.
"Oh, well maybe we should just forget about it for now," she said in a panicky voice.
"No! I came all the way over here to fix your computer and that is what I am going to do. Now, if you don't want to give me your password, then come with me so we can delete some of the files."
I noticed her eyes focused on her feet.
"OK Peter, I will be right there," she replied meekly.
I waited as she finished filling up a pot with water and placed it on the stove.
Then she walked past me into the study, me following behind. She stood next to the computer so I sat down.
"What do you want to delete?" I asked.
Silence.
I picked out a particularly obvious file called otk.jpg.
"How about this one?" I asked.
She turned red again. "Well, maybe I should just delete some!" she replied.
"I think we should look at this one," I replied in a stern voice. "What is the password?"
She looked at me briefly then diverted her eyes back to the floor without replying.
"Jennifer, what is the password to these files?" I asked again in a more commanding tone.
"Oh Peter, please just let me delete them," she whined trying one last time to get her way.
"Jennifer, you asked me here to fix your computer. To do that, I need to delete some of these files. I can't delete them until I know what they are. Now, what is the password?"
"Jennybrat," she mumbled.
"What was that?" I asked even though I had heard her.
She looked me in the eye, face red as a beet and replied, "Jennybrat."
I typed the password in and up popped a picture of a naked woman lying over the knee of man receiving a hard spanking. After looking at the photo for a couple of minutes, I looked at Jennifer.
"This is disgusting. No wonder you could not get the system running, you've got it full of pornography. You deserve to be punished just like this woman," I said pointing at the screen.
She didn't say anything; just continued to try to bore a hole in the floor with her eyes.
I click to the file entitled punished.wmv. After correctly entering the password, a screen popped up with Window Media Player. Soon a video began which depicted a woman dressed like a slut tied standing spread-eagle. After her clothes were quickly cut from her body with a knife, a man proceeded to whip her large tits.
"Please stop," Jennifer pleaded.
I stopped the video clip.
"Is the entire hard drive filled with files like these?" I queried.
After a couple seconds hesitation, she said softly, "Yes."
"Jennifer, you do know that loading porn on company PC's is against corporate policy and will get you dismissed," I stated.
She didn't answer.
"Jennifer, I asked you a question. Were you aware of the policy?"
"Yes," she said softly.