Brittany and Dan rekindle an old high school flame.
She let out a long sigh and looked down at me.
"We have, at the very least, two problems here that I can see. The first is, you're an excellent employee. We can't afford to lose you as we start on the next round of projects. The second problem is that you've clearly violated the employment terms by having this material on company property, and there is no leniency with this kind of violation. The punishment is immediate termination."
I slumped down in my seat. "Can I at least clean out my desk and save my personal files?" As I said this I realized the irony - some of the files I wanted to save were printed out and actually causing me to be fired.
"Well, like I said, there were at least two problems in this situation," said Erin, again with that concerned look on her face and biting her lip. Despite the tension, I couldn't help but notice how sexy she looked. "Another problem I see is that I have read your work...and really like it."
This took a moment to sink in as the words settled over the room.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand," I managed to stammer. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Well, it wouldn't matter usually, but an additional problem is that I found these papers on my own time and searches of this kind, while allowed with executive approval, are not allowed without authorization...which I never received."
I think my heart rate was actually higher at this point. "And all this means...."
"This means," said Erin, the corners of her mouth starting to curve up into a smile, "is that we're in a position to help each other."
I started to breath again as I smiled back. "Sure, whatever, just so we can keep this between ourselves."
Still locked onto my eyes, smiling, Erin ran her foot up the inside of my leg and pushed my chair away from the table. "First I need to do some fact checking," she said with a smile, scooting over till she was sitting on the table directly in front of me. "You talk a big game in your stories - but how can I know if you actually wrote this if it isn't the truth?" And with that she slid down to the floor onto her knees. Despite my nervousness, my body knew what was going on. Erin ran her right hand along my thigh and cupped my balls through my pants, giving them a tug before running her hands up the length of my straining cock. She wore her now-patented worried expression, biting her lower lip and furrowing her brow.
"Only one way to verify..." she trailed off. Her tiny hands reached up and unfastened my belt. Now my heart beating through my chest was a decidedly more pleasant experience. I picked myself up slightly so she could slide off my pants and boxer briefs. If she was surprised, she didn't show it, just looking at my cock as it sprung free and pointed up at me. She wrapped her hands softly around it, her fingers overlapping slightly as she encircled my throbbing dick I was getting more excited but she was analytical as always, biting that pink lower lip and concentrating behind her glasses. Erin then reached down and ran her fingers lightly along my balls, her fingers coming to rest at the base of my cock, her palm running along the engorged length. She held her hand there for a moment, cocking her head to the side and squinting a little, but apparently still not seeing what she was looking for. She then started to softly and absent mindedly stroke me lightly, seemingly lost in thought. The drop of pre-cum that slid into her hand seemed to shake her out of her haze.
"Well, one last way..." she said to herself. Then she looked up - "You don't have a ruler do you?"
"Ha - no - why?" But I knew why - she had to verify my stories, right? And as it dawned on me I smiled down at her, and she gave me a wink.