Back from lunch to a surprise

You have lunch alone at a nearby restaurant, lingering over your meal as you consider options. Having a competent secretary would be a definite improvement, but having one that would provide drama free fucking would be even better. The more you thought about it, the more you like the idea of trying Amanda. It would be best to call her in for an exploratory session first, to see if she was as willing to fuck as the occasional flirts had suggested she might be. Yes, that would definitely be for the best. Decision made, you head back to your office.

Back at the office you shut the door and hang your jacket up.

"You're a very cruel man, sir," a quiet voice says behind you. Turning, you see Meghan stepping out of a corner of the room. She holds a small pistol in her hand. The pistol is pointed at you.

"I would have done anything for you, I would have let you do anything to me. I just needed time to get used to things. You didn't have to be cruel." Her voice is quiet. There is a hint of shakiness in it but she seems calm. You take a step towards her.

"Don't move," she says, bringing the pistol up a bit, pointing it at your chest. Her chin is wobbling now, and her hand shows the faintest tremble. You smile reassuringly at her and open your mouth to speak.

"I wanted to love you sir," she says quietly, and shoots you in the chest. At first there is no pain, just the shock of the blow. She shoots you again and you see the blood start to flow as you fall to your knees. She watches you, tears running on her cheeks, then shoots you again. You fall to the floor, staring up at her, unable to believe what's happening as darkness descends on you.

The last thing you see is Meghan putting the muzzle of the pistol into her mouth.