Sir, A Moment of Your Time
This story will have around 22 chapters and will likely shift categories by chapter. To make it easier to decide upfront if you want to invest time in reading something that may not be to your tastes, I've included the storyline tags upfront.
Story elements - Romance, blackmail, exposure, humiliation, multiple partners, bondage, and more.
Chapter elements - Romance
Chapter 1 - Desiring Another Man's Wife
The week before.
"Sir, I need a minute of your time?" the office assistant asked Justin politely. She was filling in from the temp agency due to his secretary being out on maternity leave.
"Sure, what is it." he asked trying to be patient.
"I'm not sure I understand what filing system your previous secretary had, but I don't understand it. I'm feeling overwhelmed and I just don't think this is good fit for me. Everyone is so polite, but I can't help but think I'm making this more of a mess." She apologized.
"I understand. I appreciate your trying." He told her and started back to his office.
It was true. More than one of his senior staff had told him of things she had blundered on. To make matters worse for him, Maria had expressed that she might not be coming back since her husband's income would be enough to support them and she was finding the concept of leaving their new baby with a sitter difficult. He told her to take a few more weeks rather than make a hasty decision.
Everyone knew Justin as a shrewd businessman and a hard manager to please. His few friends and confidants also knew he had a keen understanding of people and wasn't a bad guy. More than a few had found his recommendation to be a key element in their own successes.
He was passing by the junior accountant's section when he saw a photo in a shiny chrome frame that caught his attention. It was after six and aside from a few late workers and some janitorial staff he was alone. He stopped, picked up the photo, looked at the beautiful woman in the picture.
He looked at the name plate on the cubicle, 'Alan Jeffries'. He remembered Alan was one of the dedicated staff that pulled a nearly all-night pre-audit in preparing for the acquisition of a shipping company they had bought for and merged with. He was on a short list of junior accountants they were considering for fast track into the senior position role.
In the photo, a stunning Mrs. Jeffries clad in her white wedding dress was being carried by her husband. The photo displayed was sexy without being intentionally so. The garment held her tits as if on a platter, and her long toned legs were dangling over her husband's arm for all to behold. Pulling his eyes off the abundant cleavage, he found her smile adorable. He stared at the picture a few more moments, within him a deep desire awoke that always got what it wanted. He wanted her. He didn't know how at that moment, but he knew he'd find a way to have her.
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Kimberly had just started putting groceries away when Alan called.
"Babe, we are celebrating tonight! Justin just asked me to fly out next week to Detroit. He only asks his senior accounts to go out of town, this means I could be seeing a promotion soon! Where do you want to go?"
He was obviously thrilled, and Kimberly was just about to tell him not to count his chickens yet when he rushed off the phone, "Sorry I gotta go Justin is coming to my desk to talk with me. Love you babe!"
She thought about it. It would be nice to get out of the house for a night. They'd been married for two years in January. In four months, they planned to have small weekend vacation to celebrate their anniversary. That was if they could keep enough of their savings intact. That had been a struggle since they bought their house last December. The interest rate was higher than they would have liked, but it was a good neighborhood. They thought at some point it would be a great starter home and maybe a place to start their little family. As such, they lived frugally. She cooked most meals, and they only went out for very special occasions. He drove the car to work, but it was needing some time with a mechanic soon too. The car like several things around the house were just going to have to hold on a little bit longer until they could refinance the house or until Alan got his first raise. She did most of the bills and had kept a small rainy-day fund for emergencies. It was nearly a thousand at this point, but she knew it was only a matter of time before something would break and that money wouldn't be enough.
Like most couples, they talked about her going to work but she didn't want to work for some serving or cooking food, coming home greasy, and likely getting fat on the food from eating there. She also didn't like people staring at her. Blessed with an attention getting small frame and firm boobs from her mother, she couldn't hide the figure most men lusted after unless she wore something atrociously baggy. They weren't really all that big, but D cups on a slender frame made them stand out all the more. Working in a busy public place where people just stared at her tits was not something she wanted to do.
She considered doing teaching a women's yoga class at the local gym, but they had trainers already. Most studios just weren't hiring. She could set up her own studio or maybe do it on YouTube and being having her own channel. She wouldn't see people starring at her and she focused on the thought that women were likely the only audience she'd have. She dismissed this when she thought about the work it would take to get enough subscribers to make any real money. This left her with her high school hobby of building websites. She occasionally found work part time putting together and designing sites as in independent contractor. She was good with computers and found the job relaxing. She also figured that if it really took off, she could still do it while her and Alan were raising their family.
Finished with groceries, Kimberly went to her room and looked through her clothes for something to wear for dinner. If Alan wanted to celebrate, she wanted to support him and make him happy. She found a fashionable but modest black dress in the back of her closet. She remembered the last time she'd worn it; Alan couldn't keep his hands off her. Smiling she pulled it from the closet and set it in the bathroom to change into later with thoughts of nice dinner and making love to her husband that evening. She'd need to find some lingerie to go with the dress. She normally wore something comfortable, but if this was a special night why not surprise him.
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Justin strode to Alan's desk. He'd sent him the email letting him know to work with travel to set up a trip for himself to audit the local books of the Detroit office. The trip would only take him 2-3 days, he could leave Monday and come home Friday.
"Alan, good job on the Murphy account a few months ago." Justin started.
"I wanted to talk with you about this trip personally and let you know what I'm expecting. Go over all their records. Verify what is coming and going with bills of laden and shipping. We haven't had an outside audit of the Detroit facility in a few years, and I rather get ahead of any issues. So go find what the ground truth is there for me know, and let's make sure the records straight before we get a state audit. This is your chance to see if you can work just as hard outside our office as well as you've done here."
Alan nodded and listened. This was mostly elementary stuff for him. He knew he could do the work, and the opportunity to show Justin that he was senior team material was exciting. If he could get the promotion, that would certainly ease things up at home. He knew his wife was juggling to keep everything working and paid.
"Whom should I talk to when I get there? Do I tell them what I find?" Alan asked his first real questions.
"They are expecting you and will show you everything you ask for. If they don't just let me know. If you find something, call me first. Are we clear? Verify, but tell me first." Justin told him firmly.
