James leaned back in his chair, unable to believe what he was seeing. He had rechecked their records multiple times just to make sure that he wasn't imagining things. But the evidence was all there, plain as day. The senior accountant had stolen nearly $100,000 from the company over the course of several years.
The girl was smart, that much was clear. It was the main reason why he had appointed her to that position at her young age. But she had made some mistakes; left a trail of breadcrumbs, and now all James had to do was notify the higher ups, and they would take care of the rest.
He reached for his office phone, and began dialing the number for his boss, when another idea came to mind. One that made certain parts of his anatomy swell with the possibilities. Why should he tell his boss? Why not deal with the matter directly?
The manager found himself in a unique position, from which he could certainly benefit. Here he had a young, pretty senior accountant who had just been caught stealing thousands of dollars from her workplace over several years. And only he was aware of her crimes. No doubt she would do almost anything to avoid facing jail time.....
So James instead used the intercom system on his phone, and called Sarah to his office.
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Sarah was surprised when she heard James call her in through the intercom. She hardly ever saw him, and when she did, it was usually at a meeting with many of her other employees. It was never one on one. This worried her somewhat, but she pushed the anxiety down and made her way to his office.
She opened the door and he beckoned for her to sit. Sarah complied, taking a seat in the chair on the other side of his desk. He smiled grimly at her, in a way that made her suspect she was being fired. But there was a strange glint in his eye, that almost reminded her of hunger.
" Sarah, do you know why I called you into my office today," James asked.
" I can't say that I do, sir. My first guess would be that you're firing me?"
James chuckled and shook his head.
Sarah felt herself relax a little at that.
" That's not for me to decide," he said vaguely.
Sarah began to worry again. She looked at James in confusion. He rolled his eyes and turned his computer monitor around, revealing one of their expense reports. One of many which she had falsified.
The young woman tried to keep her composure, as her heart began to beat in her chest and tears began to form in her eyes.
" How many years has this been going on?" He asked plainly.
" I'm not sure I understand, sir," she replied with a quivering lip.
" Look, I know what you did, alright? You covered your tracks pretty good, so well in fact that I only discovered your thieving by accident. Just admit that you did it, and things will go a lot better for you", he said with sincerity.
Sarah closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to keep from having a full breakdown.
" The evidence is all there, I've got a full report ready to go for my boss. All I have to do is send it over to him", James warned her.
Sarah cracked.
" Okay, yes, I did it. Okay? I stole money from the company, but please don't tell your boss. I'll do anything to keep it a secret," she begged.
" Skimming money from your workplace is a serious crime, Sarah. And with the amount of money you stole, it's now a federal offense. Felony embezzlement. You would get several years in prison at the least if anyone found out."
Tears were freely rolling down her cheeks now, as Sarah did all she could not to break out sobbing.
" I can't go to prison. Please, I'll do anything to make this right. Just tell me what you want," She pleaded.
" I'm a reasonable man, Sarah, and I could be convinced to keep this a secret, for the right price of course..."
Sarah looked at him in surprise. Was this man really willing to accept a bribe?
" I could give you some of the money, sir. Or all of it, however much you want. Anything to avoid jail."
But James shook his head.
" I don't want your money. And besides, if anyone found out I accepted a bribe, it would land me in hot water. No, I have a more....base need which you can satisfy..." He said suggestively.
Sarah's mind began to work as she realized what it was he wanted her to do. She almost couldn't believe it. She didn't want to believe it.
" I don't know what you mean," She said innocently.
James leaned forward, " Do not play stupid with me, Sarah. You're a young, beautiful woman. I'm a man with certain desires. You satisfy those desires for me, and I don't turn you in. It's that simple."
" I'll do anything else, anything other than th- "
" There is nothing else I want. Nothing else you can offer me," He interrupted.
Sarah wanted to run. To just get in her car and drive far away. But she knew she couldn't. This man held her fate in his hands. Either she gave him what he wanted, or her life as she knew it was over.
Having sex with James wouldn't be terrible though. At least that was her rationalization. He was relatively attractive, with short brown hair, light blue eyes, and a dusting of stubble along a strong jaw. He was tall, with a slim, somewhat muscular build. Under different circumstances she might have been happy to do this for him.
James, seeming impatient with Sarah's lack of a response, reached for his phone and began to dial a number. Sarah thought her heart was going to burst.
" Okay, I'll do it, alright? I'll fuck you, I'll suck you off, whatever you want, just please don't tell your boss," Sarah pleaded.
A self-satisfied smirk formed on James's face at this, and he put the phone back down.
" I'm glad you came to see reason," He said. "But there are a few things I want to get out of the way. First things first, your days as senior accountant are done. You cannot be trusted to handle the company's finances any longer. Starting now, you will be my personal assistant."
" What? But that position doesn't even exist here," Sarah countered.
" It does now, and you should be thankful that you even have a job at all here. You will do anything that I ask of you. If I need you to make me coffee, you will do so. If I ask you to answer phone calls for me, you will do it. I if I tell you to get on your knees, suck my dick, and swallow my cum, that's what you'll be doing. Do you understand?"
Sarah hesitated, disgusted at hearing it all laid out like that, before slowly nodding.
" Tell me you understand."
" I understand.....sir," Sarah forced out.
James chuckled and then began writing something down on a piece of paper. After a short while he handed it over to her.
" What's this?" She asked.
" Your new uniform," He replied.
Sarah stared at the paper in disbelief. She would look like a whore wearing this. But she supposed that was the point.
"Your first day as my personal assistant is tomorrow. Get here an hour early, before anyone else comes in. I'll leave the main door unlocked. Make sure you're wearing everything on that list," James said.
Sarah wanted to protest, but knew that it wouldn't do any good. So she simply got up and walked out of his office.
She had some shopping to do.
 
                             
                         
                         
                         
                         
                         
                                 
                                 
                                 
                                