I am an average, good-looking blonde woman. Anyway, that is what everyone tells me! I have been on my own for about six years, having been through several boyfriends, I had given up on men for the time being! It seems that I just couldn't find the 'right' man for me! A common problem for thousands of young women nowadays, I guess!
I had been working as an account executive for a large international business, and was actually enjoying my job! I had pretty much free rein on my little part of the office, and didn't have a whole lot of pressure on me to 'be the best', or 'look busy'! I just did what entailed basically keeping the records straight and looking out for the boss's, when they needed to be left alone. I would intercept customers, and keep them occupied until they would either give up and leave, or the boss in question got caught up enough to see them!
I had always been interested in men, and actually loved a good hard cock in my tight little pussy! I often had daydreams of being taken by a strong male and being 'made' to perform for him! I would often masturbate (at home) using this fantasy, especially when I was in between boyfriends!
I had never had a problem getting a man to take interest in me, and often had several men sparring over who got to take me home! I would pretend to be shy and act dumb around them and they would fall all over themselves trying to be helpful and nice to me! I knew that all they really wanted was to get in my panties! Since I was blonde, and had a nice 'rack' as they say, I would sometimes be treated as a 'dumb blonde'! This used to bother me when I was in high school, but now, dating and stuff, I kind of liked the impression that a 'blonde babe' left on men!
I had been coming into work early all month long as we were coming up on inventory time, and I had been pretty busy! I had also been given the keys to the office cash box, and was responsible for keeping the fund therein in proper shape! I found that the job additions were simple and it didn't take much to keep everything straight. The raise that came along with the added responsibility was a nice plus! I had also gotten to be the office manager at the same time, so I actually had people under me for the first time in my life!
One night after work, my boss called me into his office. He seemed preoccupied all day and I had wondered what he was thinking about. He had me set down and preceded to tell me how certain funds had come up missing from the cash box! I insisted that the possibility of that was very slim since I had been taking care of it very carefully and all the numbers had added up each night when I checked it out!
He wasn't having a difficult time believing me since I had been there for about five years with no problems at all! He was worried where the money had gone. I asked how much was missing, and he shocked me when he told me the figure was close to three thousand dollars! I reminded him that there had never been that much in the cash box ever! In fact the most that could be kept in it was two hundred and fifty dollars and any time!
He said that someone had been taking the money for quite some time, and it had to be replaced each day! I was at a loss as to how that could have been happening, since I was in charge of it and had never had a shortage! He said that his boss had been replacing it each morning before anyone came in, trying to catch the thief by keeping it full all of the time! I reminded him how my assistant manager, Carla, and myself checked it each night together! Bob was sure that I hadn't been doing anything wrong, and told me that he had wanted to give me a heads up on the situation!
That night as Carla and I counted out the cash, I kept a close watch on the money until the box was locked up and put away. Nothing seemed to be out of place, nobody bothered us, and Carla wasn't out of my sight at all! The next morning, bingo! More money was gone, about one hundred and seventy dollars! I was at a loss as to how that could have happened! Bob and I counted the cash box contents several time each and still there was that amount gone!
I was becoming worried that I was going to be blamed for the missing funds, even though Bob reassured me that I wasn't being blamed for the theft! I knew that Carla hadn't taken the money, and just couldn't figure out how it disappeared out of the box each night! I had suspicions that it was Bob's boss, but I wasn't about to point my finger at anyone without proof!
By that Friday, another seven hundred dollars was missing, the biggest amount so far in one week! I asked Carla to have dinner with me at my place, with the intention of quietly questioning her about the missing funds. She accepted my invitation and showed up a little early for dinner, and had brought along some wine! I was surprised about the wine, since we hadn't been that close or anything, but it was a welcome addition to the meal I had! Carla was effusive, and very funny. She had one of 'those' ways about her, able to make friends easily, and seemed to hit it off with everyone she met!
She had grown up in a small town in the country, and had those small town values that I sometimes envied! As we ate I discovered that she had had a drug problem earlier in her life and it had nearly cost her life! She had been straight for nearly ten years now and was finally getting her life together. She hadn't been with our firm long, but she was very adept and a good worker!
