All characters in this story are above the age of eighteen. There is not a person under the age of eighteen that takes part in any sexual activities or even mentioned in a sexual way.
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One morning I was in my office, sipping a cup of tea as I take a little look at surveillance, to make sure everything is fine, when I see something intriguing. Steven, instead of doing his work was tugging away at his gentlemen sausage in broad daylight. I was more surprised than anything that he had the balls to do something like that.
Seeing it on the screen was fine, but I kind of wanted to see right in front of me. I made a quick call to Jane, his supervisor, and asked her to send him to me. My eyes were glued to the monitor, I wanted to know what he would do if he got caught, I wanted to know how Jane would react to his cock being out. Unfortunately, there was no drama, Steven had managed to cover up while Jane was walking to him.
Knock... Knock... Knock...
"Come in Steven and close the door."
"Y-you wanted to see me, Miss Jordan?"
"Yes, yes I did, please sit down." I could see the bulge in his pants as he walked over to sit down."
"Am I in trouble."
"I don't know yet. Steven is this your first job."
"Yes."
"Are you in school?"
"No, I finished college they may just gone."
"Do you still live with your parents?"
"I do."
"And if they found out you lost your job, how would they react?"
"They would be furious, they would probably kick me out."
"Well Steven, you were doing something this moment that caught my attention. Do know what I am talking about?"
Steven tugged at his collar. "I think so."
"Tell me, why would you feel the need-" Steven cut me off
"The need for speed?"
"I see what you did there... No, the need to wank at work."
"Well, erm... I was running a little late this morning and I, er didn't have time to relieve myself."
"Really? Have you ever done this sort of thing before?"
"Once during my final exam at college."
I covered my mouth in shock.
"You naught boy. I'm sorry to say Steven, but I am not paying you to touch yourself."
"I know."
"I'm going to rephrase a question I asked earlier, what would your parents think if, not only has their son lost his job because he couldn't keep his hands out of his trousers?"
"OMG! They would completely disown me."
"Here is the deal, I will let you keep your job but, only if you do exactly as I say from now on."
"That sounds fair."
"Okay, the first thing I want you to do is strip naked for me."
"Miss Jordan, I-I don't know if you can do this."