A senior executive

"Who could that be?" you ask in a whisper. It's dark outside already and it's past office hours.

"Oh shit!" Carmen gasps. She reaches back to push you all the way out of her, then hurriedly bends down to pull her panties down, before adjusting her now rumpled skirt. Her eyes are wide in panic as she looks around her office.

"What? Who is it?" you ask again.

There's a knock on the door again. "Carmen? Are you in there?" a male voice asks.

"Yeah, just a second!" Carmen replies. Then, she grabs your clothes off the chair and shoves them into your arms. "That's one of the senior executives at the company. He controls the budget. You need to hide, please. Under the desk." she points to her desk, which covered all the way down the front to the floor.

"Why should I?" you ask with a smirk, seeing the anxiety on Carmen's face.

"Please! Just do this for me. I promise I'll do anything you want afterwards."

"But we were going to spend the night together."

"I'll find a way to get rid of him. Please," Carmen clasps her hands together and begs you, before you grin and nod, then go around her desk and get under it. Carmen waits until you're safely concealed, before you hear her walking to the door and opening it.

"Mister Cohan, sorry about that. I was concentrating on my work and locked the door. What can I do for you?" Carmen greets the man at the door.

"Please, call me Alan. May I come in?" the man asks. His voice is very deep. There's a slight pause after his question as you figure Carmen not wanting to invite him into her office with you hiding under the desk, but she relents and you hear the door close behind the man. You hear someone, presumably the senior executive, sitting on the couch.

"So, Alan, what can I do for you?" Carmen asks.

"Well, I'm sure you're aware, your department is over budget this quarter again."

"That's... well, then I'm sure you're aware, that my department does more with our budget than any other department. And we help charities and it's good for the company's reputation. We're already doing very good, and right now, it's just me and my assistant. If we could hire one more person-"

"Let me stop you right there," Alan cuts off Carmen mid-pitch, "That's not going to happen. Your department is already consistently over budget and you have the audacity to ask for more money? If you weren't Bruno's daughter, you'd be looking for a job right now. And let's not forget, I already did you a favor by getting you an assistant."

"It wasn't a favor!" Carmen protests.

Alan chuckles in response. "No, it was an expensive blowjob. An employee's full salary plus benefits? That's the most expensive blowjob I've ever gotten!"

"It's not like it came out of your pocket."

"No, but I signed off on it, against the financial benefit to this company. Anyway, I'm here to let you know that we'll be shutting your department down. Your assistant will be reassigned to someone else, and I'm sure we'll find you a job somewhere else."

"What?!?!" Carmen exclaims, "No way! Come on, did my father sign off on this? Please, Alan, I need this job. Is there anything I can do to change your mind? I'd be happy to go through with you in detail our plans for the upcoming quarter."

You chuckle quietly to yourself under the desk, knowing where this is going. Indeed, the next sound you hear is a belt being unbuckled and a zipper being pulled down. There's a long silence after that, before Alan speaks again.

"Sweety, it'll take more than a blowjob this time. I've been admiring that tight ass of yours every time you leave the room. In fact, all the other executives have been. Why do you think everyone else is slower to leave the room than you?" Alan laughs as you picture the scenario. "So, what will it be?" he asks tauntingly.