As she sat at her office Susan struggled to control her emotions. The fifty-two year old secretary had been extorted into performing several unsavoury sexual acts by her boss to keep her job. This included sucking his cock and taking dictation naked. She had also been forced to have sex with a young man to seal a contract. She later found out the deal had already been agreed prior to her encounter and though she was angry at having been forced to betray her husband Susan could not bring herself to either protest or resign. The truth was she needed the job to keep her two younger offspring at college and at the same time she struggled to pay back the loan that she owed.
Edward Prescott was the twenty-three year old son of Robert Prescott, founder of Prescott Transport. When the latter suffered a major heart attack Edward moved swiftly to seize control of the company and from that moment on Susan Gibbons life took a dramatic and humiliating turn. Unlike his father, Edward was unprincipled, selfish and had absolutely no regard as to how he achieved his goals. He proved this by tricking Susan into having sex with a young man named Geoffrey Thomas, supposedly to seal a deal. What really hurt Susan though was the fact she was racked with guilt. True, she had been coerced. However, Geoffrey turned out to be a very handsome young man. He was also kind and considerate and, what Susan really felt guilty about, was the fact that Geoffrey was a wonderful lover. She had not had such enthusiastic sex for many years and strange sexual fantasies flooded her mind. It left her confused and stressed.
Susan was snapped out of thoughts when the door to the office suddenly opened, and Edward walked into his inner office. Accustomed to her new routine Susan automatically went to get her boss's usual black coffee. Before entering the office Susan straightened herself. It was bad enough that she had been forced to wear short skirts, but she felt very naked without underwear. Edward had forbidden to wear any at the risk of been fired.
Entering the office Susan was about to place the coffee on the desk as she always did when Edward took it from her hand and took a sip before placing it on the desk. He looked up at Susan.
"Your husband is still unemployed, right?" he asked bluntly.
"Err, yes, Mr Prescott," replied Susan who was suddenly shocked by this sudden interest in her husband's status. It also angered her that she had to address this young monster as "Mr Prescott,"
"Can he drive?" asked Edward once again in a sharp voice.
"Well, he hasn't done so for a while..."
"Mmm, well I suppose he can learn. There is a position here for a helper on the Glasgow run. Eventually he will be driving solo to there and back," cut in Edward
Susan stood staring at the young man dumbfounded.
"Well, don't just stand there. Will he take the job or what??" asked Edward angrily.
"Well, of course..." Susan didn't get to finish the sentence.
"Tell him to be here at ten in the morning and I'll fill him in on the details. Now, get out. You've got work to do," growled Edward without looking up.
One half of Susan wanted to thank her young boss, but the other half could not help feeling suspicious.
'Why would he do this?' she thought as she returned to her own desk. Time would soon reveal that to her.
***
The following day Frank Gibbons, Susan's husband emerged from Edward's office full of enthusiasm. He kissed his wife's cheek. "I got it," he said excitedly before leaving the office.
That same evening Frank explained to his wife that the Glasgow run would mean he would be away for a day or two but that the money was good and in time he would be driving solo.
Uneasy as she was, Susan tried to sound happy for her husband, but she couldn't help feeling that Edward had a method in his madness.
For the next few days nothing happened, although Susan's routine of not wearing underwear and taking dictation naked before Edward continued. Then Frank's first trip to Glasgow came around and everything changed.
It was Friday night and Susan was tired. She had showered and sat watching TV dressed only in her robe. It was just after eleven when the doorbell rang.
'Who on Earth could that be at this hour?' thought Susan as she made her way to answer.
"Edward, what are you doing here?" asked a shocked Susan when she saw her young boss standing there and smiling.
Edward's grin disappeared. "Mr Prescott to you," he declared and pushed his way into the house.
"Get out of my house before I phone the police," ordered Susan angrily.
"And tell them what? How are you going to explain to Frank the fact that we had sex to keep his job?"
"You're out of your mind. We did no such thing," responded a shocked Susan.
"But we will," declared Edward as he grabbed the older woman and tried to kiss her.
Susan's protests and screams were muffled by Edward's kisses. He broke the kiss and then yanked her redhead hair, making Susan scream.
"Now, you listen to me you stupid bitch. If you and Frank don't want to end up in prison or see your daughter homeless, you'll do exactly as you're told."
"Edward's words sent a chill down Susan's back.
"Please..." she begged as the tears ran down her face. Susan had no time to think because the next thing she knew Edward dragged her by the hand into the bedroom she shared with Frank.
"Please, don't do this," begged Susan as Edward opened her robe and exposed her naked body.
It was to no avail as she was tossed onto her bed and as soon as he stripped Edward joined her and proceeded to ravish her. In a vain effort to blot Edward out of her mind Susan tried to imagine it was Geoff Thomas making love to her. It didn't work. Edward was rough and there was a sort of coldness in his lovemaking. Eventually they both orgasmed and Susan was about get out of bed.
"Where the hell do you think your going?" demanded Edward who promptly pushed her back down and embraced her tightly.
'So, this is why he gave Frank the job,' thought Susan. Resting on the bed beside Edward, too terrified to move, Susan, with tears in her eyes saw it all clearly now. Not only was she forced to have sex with him, but she also had to share her marital bed with Edward. The thought of this humiliation made her sick. Finally, Susan managed to cry herself to sleep.
***
It was Susan who woke first. Edward was still sleeping but he had released her from his embrace. She got out of bed and scrubbed herself like never before and then began to dress. Edward suddenly came behind her. "You could have at least waited for me," he said with a mocking laugh, slapping her bottom before entering the shower alone.
"I think you better leave now," said Susan nervously as Edward dressed. He looked up at the older woman. "And you remember what I said about you and your family," he said before leaving the house.
That same morning as she sat at her desk Susan was distracted by the events of the previous night. She just could not believe she had lowered herself to sleep with her young boss in her own marital bed to keep her and her husband Frank employed. Her thoughts were suddenly broken when she heard Edward Prescott yelling at her from his inner office.
"Susan, get in here!"
Susan jumped with a start and hurried into the office. Edward had just put his phone down.
"Yes, Mr Prescott?" asked the mature woman nervously.
"I've just been talking to my friend, Charlie Lester. He has agreed to a deal to use our freight service in return for certain 'favours'," responded Edward with a grin.
Susan immediately grasped Edward's meaning. His body language told her everything.
"Oh no, Mr Prescott, I..." Susan's protest came to a sudden halt when Edward looked up at her with an angry expression. "You're fired so is your husband. Now get out!" he yelled.
For a moment Susan was stunned. If it were only, she to think about she would have no hesitation in walking out the door. However, as well as her daughter and school going children to think about, she also had to think of Frank.
"Ok, ok, I'll do whatever you want," she responded, trying hard to swallow what little pride she had left.
"I knew you'd see it my way. Now, this is what you are going to do..."
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