Katy had only been working in the company for a few weeks and things weren't going well. Her boss was a total bitch, who was making Katy's life a misery but she needed that job or she would end up on the street.
She sat at her desk working her way through the week's invoices, keeping an eye on the time. "Only forty five minutes to go." She whispered to herself.
"If only you'd pay as much attention to your work as you do to the time, you wouldn't be messing up so often." Rachel said suddenly, Katy hadn't realised she was behind her.
"Rachel, I, uh... didn't see you there." She said, a faint blush creeping across her cheeks.
"No, I expect you didn't." The older woman said, perching on the corner of her desk. "There were two more invoices with mistakes on them, it's unacceptable. I've given you a chance, but I've had to take this further."
"Oh no please Rachel, I really need this job. I promise I'll get better!" She pleaded, almost in tears.
"It's done, I don't have the time to hold your hand and clean up your messes every day, it's been almost four weeks and your still fucking up every day." She stood, straightened her skirt, "Mr Collins wants to see you in his office at five." The smug smile evident on her lips, Rachel walked off.
Katy sat quietly at her desk, a lump in her throat and hot tears welling in her eyes. She took several deep breaths, she would not give that cow the satisfaction of seeing her cry. She composed herself and got back to work sorting the invoices, triple checking each one. As it neared 5pm she filed them away to be sent out and gathered up the few personal items from her desk - she wouldn't risk having to pack up after being sacked!
At five she made her way along the corridor, people saying goodbye for the day as she did, she did her best to smile and act normally. Right at the back of the building she came to Mr Collins office, the door was slightly ajar, she took a long deep breath before giving it a knock and pushing it open.
"Katy" he said impassively, "come in and take a seat." She did as she was told, she sat in front of his desk, crossed her legs, wringing her hands, she tried very hard not to cry.
"Sir." A sob slipped out along with one solitary fat tear. "I know I have made some mistakes, I can't apologise enough. Sir I need this job, I promise you, I will get better!" She raised her chin, looking at his from under her eyelashes with the faintest wobble to her lip.
"Come now, don't cry." He said, reaching across the table to give her a tissue. "I'm sure we can work this out."
"Oh Mr Collins thank you!" She sobbed. "I'll do anything, I just... Well, I really need this job. My ex, he ran up huge debts in my name, he got me fired from my last job and I'm barely making rent." She was begging for her life, big glistening tears flowing down her face.
Mr Collins stood up and walked around the table, sitting on the edge right in front of her, he handed her another tissue. "The problem I have is that Rachel really has a bee in her bonnet. Now I know she can be a little... prickly, but she has been with me for years and she does a good job running the main admin department." He put a hand on her shoulder and Katy's stomach flipped, a familiar tingle between her legs. "I've been through your mistakes and I'll be honest, it's not great, but they are hardly hanging offences. I think we can come to some kind of... arrangement."
All at once Katy knew exactly what he meant. He wanted to have his way with her. She looked up at him, tears still flowing and she took him in. His white hair betrayed his age, which she guessed to be somewhere in his late forties, he was tanned, tall and ruggedly handsome. If he offered her a drink in a bar, she'd be interested, but this. Her mind was racing, could she prostitute herself, just to save a job she hated.
"Come over to the couch." He said taking her by the hand. "We can talk about how we can help each other." He led her by the hand to the couch at the back of his office, sitting her down, he brushed her strawberry locks from her face and over her shoulder. "You know Katy, I work such long hours." He almost whispered it, leaning in close enough that his breath tickled her neck. "I rarely have time for... fun." She took a deep breath.
"Like I said Mr Collins, I'll do anything to keep this job." She looked up at him, "Anything at all!"
"I knew you were a good girl Katy." He leaned in kissing her neck, hands finding her breasts, she was already breathing hard; a combination of fear and the fact she had never been more turned on. "Why don't you kneel down in front of me and show me what that hot little mouth can do." His breath was ragged, almost panting.
Katy got to her knees without hesitation and began to loosen her boss's belt, slowly unbuttoning him, she could already see and feel his hardness and it was making cunt throb.
