Being the director of a multi-million pound advertising company, I have about 100 staff in my office. I have a CCTV system in my office as there are a lot of valuables in my safe.
I get an alert on my PC when there has been activity in the office. I checked the recording and to my shock I saw you entering my office and helping yourself to Petty Cash out of my cash box.
Normally if anyone needs anything they only have to ask so I am a bit surprised to see this. I pause the video and check the cash box, low and behold there is £200 missing from it. Not even an IOU left in there.
I am very disappointed in you, Lisa, I think to myself as you are an excellent worker and I have never had any issues with you.
I decided to wait until the end of the day to speak to you about this, hoping that you might come and tell me that you have 'borrowed' the money.
The end of the day comes and you haven't said a word to me about it. All the staff have left now and it is just you and me in the building. You knock at my door, "Come in."
You open the door and poke your head around it, "Goodnight Mark, have a good evening." Is all you say as you go to close the door.
Before you close it fully I call you. "Lisa, can you come in here for a minute please?" I ask you politely.
You open the door fully this time and walk in, wearing a pink sleeveless top with a V cut down to just above your cleavage with a smart jacket on top, black pencil skirt cut to just below the knee and 3 inch black heels.
"Is everything alright Mark?" you ask as you takes a seat opposite me at my desk, acting all innocent. "You tell me, Lisa, you see I had an alert from the CCTV here and to my shock when I checked it I saw this." Turning my monitor around, the screen shows you taking the money out of the cash box and pocketing it.
"Care to explain this?" I ask looking at you with anger in my eyes. The look on your face has changed drastically as you realise you have literally been caught red handed.
"Since when do you have CCTV in here?" you ask clearly trying to avoid talking about it.
"I asked you a question Lisa, why would you steal from me? Do I not pay you enough already?"
Your face starts to turn bright red, clearly embarrassed about it all now.
"I'm sorry Mark, I don't know what came over me. I needed cash for last night as I went out with the girls and but lost my bank card. I was going to pay it back as soon as I could and hoped you wouldn't notice." You tell me your sob story acting all sheepish now.
I think about just accepting this excuse but then wonder if you will do it again if I let you off that easily.
"I'm sorry Lisa but that's not acceptable, you could have just asked me and I would have lent you the money. Now I'm not sure if I can trust you anymore and that becomes a problem in this job."
"Please Mark, I need this job, I will do anything to keep it."
"I don't think you seriously mean that Lisa, I mean, if I was to say to you right now to stand up, lock the door, pull the blinds then come back here to the centre of the room and take your jacket off would you actually do it?"
I can see your mind thinking this over, clearly thinking there is no harm in that you do as I say.
"Excellent" I say as I look you up and down. Your arms are bare now and the low cut V reveals just the top of your cleavage.
"Now remove your clothes but leave your heels on." I don't expect you to do this and know it's my word against yours if you try and tell anyone about this and my word always wins, that's how I got to where I am today.
Blushing again, you think about leaving but you can't afford to lose this job and you know no one will believe you if you try and tell anyone. You shakily place your hands on the bottom of your top and slowly start to lift it up over your head, revealing your bra covered breasts to me in all their glory. You are wearing a floral black bra, your breasts seem to be spilling out the top and clearly your 36E breasts are too big for the bra.