Brenda's Dilemma
Brenda Caldwell looked in the mirror as she tidied herself up. She had one leg up on the bathroom counter as she sponged at herself with a wad of paper towels soaked with soap and water. She angled herself so she could see her bare pussy in the mirror as she scrubbed at it. She finished laving herself and put her foot back on the floor.
She eyed herself critically in the mirror and decided she didn't look like a girl who'd just had it off in the lift with a complete stranger. Then she frowned and pulled her suit jacket closer in front of her to hide the fact that she wasn't wearing her bra. Her panties were also missing, but she didn't think there was any danger of someone seeing that.
She tried to be angry with Jason, the man who'd made off with her underwear, but it was difficult. The doors to the lift were opening and he had scooped her lingerie off the floor and stuffed them into his jacket in an attempt to hide what they'd been doing.
She frowned then thinking of that damned security guard. He'd intimated that a video camera had captured their every move even with the power out. She pursed her lips and nodded to herself. She was going to have to take care of that little detail.
She took a deep breath and left the ladies room. She turned instinctively toward the lift but then paused when she looked at the stainless steel doors. She grimaced and turned back toward the stairs.
"Six flights of stairs down is not too bad," she thought.
On the ground floor she studied the layout and headed for the lobby. She looked around again and saw a non-descript door in the corner of the lobby with a small sign reading "security". She took a breath and straightened her skirt and jacket then walked to the door and knocked.
There was a long pause and she knocked again. This time she heard a thump and an exclamation of surprise.
"So he is in there," she thought.
She heard another thump and rolled her eyes with impatience. She turned the handle, pushed the door open and stepped inside. She stopped with a surprised expression and then smirked.
There was Jack the security guard with his pants around his ankles trying to tuck his erect cock into his boxer shorts. On the video monitor she saw a video of herself with Jason; a scene that had taken place no more than twenty minutes before.
There was no sound and the grainy image was black and white, but there was no mistaking who the people in the video clip were. She watched half in amusement as the image of her in the video sucked Jason's cock.
She looked at Jack once more and studied him. He was in his early twenties and suffered from an acne problem. His face was pock marked and his skin was red in places all over his face. He was reasonably well built but his uniform was wrinkled and hung on his frame as if it belonged to someone else.
She blinked slowly as she stared at him and Jack swallowed nervously.
"My, my," she said quietly.
Jack swallowed hard and kept trying unsuccessfully to stuff his cock back into his shorts.
"What have we here?" she said in a half whisper. "Wanking on the job are we?"
Jack tried to speak but he was distracted by the fact that his pants were around his ankles and the woman he'd just been jacking off to was suddenly standing in the same room with him and looking at him with disapproval.
She studied the video and realized that this footage could be a career ender for her. Also, she reflected, it was turning her on to no end to see her getting rogered from behind as was currently happening on the screen. She felt her nipples harden and turned to face Jack once more to take her mind off of it.
He had given up on trying to pull his pants up and he simply stood there with his cock shriveling up and dangling through the slit in his boxers.
"I assume that video is on your main network?" she said with a raised eyebrow.
Jack nodded quickly and then looked down.
"And just how many people have seen that?" she asked coldly.
"Just me Ma'am!" he said quickly. "Just me, I only just got back here and I didn't get a chance to do anything with it except open it and look at it."
"Obviously you had time to do one more thing," she said with a nod toward his flaccid penis.
Jack blushed and put his hands over his crotch and shifted from one foot to the other uncomfortably.
"Tell you what Jack," she said coolly. "I'm going to let you give me all of that video and then I'm not going to tell your boss about what I've found in here."
Jack swallowed hard again at her threat.
"I'm also going to give you something to remember me by," she said and then strutted to his side. "Just so you don't get the urge to hold any of this footage back from me, I'm going to help you out, as it were."
She took hold of his flaccid cock and cupped it in one hand. Jack's eyes went wide and she smiled. She stroked his penis a couple of times and leaned casually against the only desk in this small office. She leaned down and took his cock smoothly between her lips and began sucking.
Jack grunted and sighed. Brenda put all her efforts into getting him off. After less than a minute, Jack grunted again and then his balls tensed. He came with a rush and gurgled as Brenda locked her lips around his cock. She took all his semen and swallowed it, making a show of taking his load down her throat. Then she looked up at him and smiled.
"You see?" she said. "I can be nice to you. Now it's your turn to be nice to me. Get that video off the main server and burn it onto a CD for me would you?"
Jack nodded and gulped with nervousness. He sat in the chair and looked helplessly at the monitor. He looked down at the keyboard and then again at the monitor.
"What did you say you wanted me to do?" he said, turning to her in confusion.
Brenda rolled her eyes and shoved his chair to one side. She leaned over the keyboard and found the main server network on the computer. She found the directory containing all the surveillance videos and studied the camera locations and time stamps on each one. Finally she found the one she sought and moved it off of the server. Then she pulled a CD from the desktop and instructed the computer to burn the video onto it.
She straightened slightly as she waited and glanced at Jack. Jack was staring at her from behind with his eyes wide. She looked over her shoulder and realized that the back of her skirt had ridden up and her bum was sticking out. She imagined her pussy could probably be seen if the angle were right as well.
She narrowed her eyes and glared at him. It was no use. He wasn't looking at her face. Although he'd made an effort to pull his pants up they were still unfastened and his cock was erect once more and poking through his shorts.
Before she could react he stood up, gripped her hips and pushed his cock between her thighs and then it was sliding inside her.
She cried out and tried to pull away but he held her firmly as he sank into her. He thrust his hips back and forth and grunted and she was helpless as he pinned her against the desk. After about a half minute he groaned and shoved inside her hard. She grimaced as she felt his cock twitch inside her, knowing he was spewing his semen into her. She pushed him back angrily and stood over him with her hands on her hips.
"Now see here!" she said sternly. "You've gotten your reward already and you'll not be doing anything like that again! Are we clear?"
