I have to admit, it probably wasn't my finest moment, but it was too easy and I couldn't resist. Plus it makes for some sexy memories, yea, I still dream about those days with Zoe. But let's set the stage.
I am an attorney, just over 40 years old. I'm very successful, no I'm not a billionaire, but I have many millions, so I enjoy a pretty comfortable life. I'm single and plan to stay that way, at least for the foreseeable future. Women are easy for me to score with so I do pretty well in that department. In fact, it's probably why I'm single. I really don't have a high respect for women, I use them and they are fast to recognize my womanizing ways. So there's never a long term relationship.
I graduated from college, went to law school, passed the bar and worked for large firm for about 10 years. I wanted to be my own boss so I hung a shingle and started my own practice. I specialize in divorces, representing men. I charge a lot because I'm pretty fucking good at assuring men keep their money. I have a wealth of techniques to keep the goods from the money hungry cunts, maybe that's another reason I'm single.
After about 5 years I took on a second and then a third attorney, so after 8 years we are a three person law firm. The other guys, Jerome and Lance, have a somewhat similar outlook on life (and on women) as me. Jerome is divorced while Lance is married, but he's a cheating playboy, always looking for skirts.
I have had 3 assistants, or secretaries, or office gals, whatever you want to call them, since I started. I always hire a looker. The men that hire us like looking at them when they come to the office, and I admit, I do too. But I never moved on any of them, I just didn't want to complicate the workplace situation, and I knew my track record with women would always result in them despising me, so it was better to look and not touch. I had the same rule for the guys, and they respected it. But in reality, we were all pigs with them anyway, always commenting on how the bitches looks and making sexual innuendos. At first it might be fun, but it apparently wore on them and the first 2 quit within 3 years (I didn't hire our first bimbo until year 2).
So when I was in the market for a new piece of candy, I decide to go young. It isn't a challenging job, if she can work a computer and schedule, she can handle the workload. I found a sweet little hottie that was 25 years old and a few years out of college. She got laid off in some downsizing about a week prior to our interview. What a cutie, very petite but with ample tits. She's a blond and wears her hair in that style that is so popular with younger women, longer hair pulled back but a couple wisps of curls dangling down and framing each side of her face. I have to admit, that look does it for me, so it was a huge plus for the hot tart.
Her name is Zoe and she is 2 years into her marriage. She absolutely flirted with me in the interview. She wore somewhat provocative clothes that showed plenty of cleavage, shapely legs and a nice tight ass. I was into her at first sight. I hired her on the spot and she was to start the next week.
As is the common practice, I do background checks on new employees. Confidentiality is important and I need to know everyone is who they say and above board. So I did the same with Zoe. She agreed to the check but didn't realize how extensive I go when I do this. I happen to have a PI on retainer as I often am digging up dirt on my client's slutty wives, so I turned him loose on Zoe. Within her first week, I get some troubling information.
Zoe may be married to a loser, hard to say for certain, but the situation sure looks that way. He hasn't had a job in almost a year and they are in financial trouble. That's not good for me, it's too easy to see all the big money moving around the firm and a cunning cunt could find a way to do some skimming. So that was a big red flag.
But the second item got me thinking. Zoe was cheating on her husband. I had photos of her entering a hotel on 3 days that week after work with a guy that wasn't hubby. I also had her locking lips with him upon exit, so it wasn't some business meeting. There were too many meetings and too intimate interactions for this to be anything but an affair.
Given Zoe was in financial trouble and is a proven cheat, she had to go, she was too big a risk. It's a shame because she is so hot and in her first week was doing a really good job. I brought in Jerome and Lance to advise them and they were equally disappointed. Then I had an idea.
'Hey, how about we fuck her over and over for a couple weeks before we let her go.' I offered up.
'Yea, right, like she'll agree to that.' Lance responded. 'But sure, that would be fun.' he smiled.
I looked at Jerome.
'You can count me in but I'm not gonna rape the bitch, so how does this happen?'
'Let me handle it.'
I guess that's why I'm the boss.
The next day (Tuesday of her second week) I called a company meeting, that means Jerome, Lance, Zoe and me. It was in my office, not the conference room. Perky Zoe arrived in a short skirt, tight top, and heels. She was looking sexy but her demeanor was about to change as I got right to the point of the meeting.
'Zoe, it has come to our attention you have some things in your background that are of concern to us.' I opened with.
'Oh, like what Sir?'
'Well, it appears you have some serious financial problems at home, and that can be a problem for the firm. You have access to the accounts and such, it's a risk we find problematic.'
'Oh, well yes we are struggling a bit right now, but that will change. Obviously now I have a job and my husband will soon, so you really have nothing to worry about.' Zoe offered.
'Yea, well Zoe, it's my job to worry.'
She looked concerned. This was moving as I planned.
'I really need this job, Sir, I can assure you that you won't have any issues with me.'
'Well, that's only part of the problem.' I gave her the pictures and she looked through them, head down.
'Where did you get these?' she asked.
'It's also my job to get pictures like these for my client's, don't be stupid.'
She just kept looking at them, head down. I could hear the gears turning in her head.
'So you're a cheating slut wife and you are broke, and you want me to trust you. Do I have that right?'
She was thinking but finally looked up at me.
'I'm not a slut, this was a mistake, but my husband and I... ' and she trailed off.
'Right, you're not a slut. Sure. I bet you've already called off the affair, am I right on that too?'
'Yes Sir.'
'Bullshit. You're a slut and your husband needs to know this.'
'Oh my God, NO! Please you can't do this, it was a bad decision, he's an old fling, oh shit, please don't do that.'
'I don't know Zoe, this wasn't a one-time deal, there are 3 meetings this week in those pictures. Seems like you were getting reamed nightly and enjoying it.'
'Oh God, oh God, oh shit.' and she looked down again.
'Zoe, I have a solution. I'm going to save the day for you.'
She looked up. 'What?'
'You're going to be our office slut. Lucky you. Since you enjoy getting fucked by other men, we're going to make your day, every day.'
Her eyes got big. She was a real doll.
'No Sir, I can't do that. I'm not like that.' She looked at Jerome and Lance, both had big smiles on their faces.
'Guys, you can't do this to me.' she pleaded.
'Oh yes we can, and we will.' I stared her down.
'I can't digest this right now, this is too much. May I leave for the day and come back tomorrow to discuss this more.'
'If you leave, I'll be calling your husband and sending these pictures, plus, for spite, I'll fire you, so no reason to come back tomorrow.'
'You can't fire me, this is sexual harassment, I'll contact...' she realized the ridiculousness of her threat.
