A lesbian affair with a young temp

Sandra was rattled by the subject line, but she didn't recognise the sender - it looked like it had come from outside the company; or at least sent by somebody using an external e-mailer. It also had an attachment. Maybe it was just some dumb virus after all and nothing to worry about.

Cautiously, Sandra opened the e-mail, but not the attachment. The e-mail message simply said "See attached".

Sandra breathed deeply. It must be a virus. But what if it wasn't? The subject line said "I know what you are doing.". What if they genuinely did? She clicked on the paper clip. At least she could see what type of file it was.

It was an .mpeg; but more worrying was the title: "Blonde On Brunette Action". Sandra was convinced that she knew what was on the file now. There was an outside chance that it was still just a hoax - viruses did come packaged in .mpegs after all - but it was no virus that she had been alerted to and IT were normally pretty hot on that kind of thing. Sandra took a chance and opened the file.

The .mpeg was huge with a running time of 5 minutes. As she screen opened into life, Sandra's worst fears were realised: The opening shot was a security cam view of the inside of one of the company meeting rooms. Through the door burst two women. Sandra recognised one as herself. The other was that little blonde temp, Cassie from marketing.

Sandra watched in mounting horror as the young temp coyly chewed her hair, whilst she, Sandra, carefully locked the door behind them, oblivious of the security camera that was watching their every move.

Sandra watched herself move away from the door, watched in addicted fascination as she and Cassie fall into each other's arms kissing passionately, watched as they began to make out on the screen in front of them.

That had been just the first of many meetings. It had been stupid and dangerous, given the company policy on fraternisation. But that danger is what had added so much spice to their lovemaking. Sandra felt that she had discovered her true nature with Cassie.

On the screen, Sandra had pushed the blonde temp back against the conference table, hitched up the younger woman's short suit skirt and had slid her hand into the blonde's panties. Damn! Was she really that aggressive in her lovemaking?

In her cooler moments, Sandra had rationalised that she was an experienced and efficient Assistant Controller, whereas Cassie was just a temp. Sandra would get a slap on the wrist if they were discovered, and it would be hugely embarrassing to be outed as a lesbian of course. But it was the younger girl who would most likely be sacked. It was cruel, but that was life.

But then Cassie had ruined it all, by being not only gorgeous, but also bright and insightful and (worst of all) really really good at her job. The Marketing Director himself had asked her to join his team and approved substantial long-term training expenses for her. They could not afford to let her go now, but Accounting department Assistant Controllers were two a penny.

On the screen, Sandra numbly watched herself push the young blonde down onto the conference table and begin to eat out her pussy. At that point the clip blanked out and died. Behind it, Sandra was not surprised to see that she had another e-mail waiting, from the same source. She opened it.