Grace gets into debt

Grace almost immediately discovered the problem with constantly smiling. People assumed that you liked what they said, even that you were agreeing. Shailene, a manager for a different department, came to see her that afternoon. Her boss had recommended her and Shailene was looking for someone to take on an extra project. Grace felt like her life was chaotic enough and had no desire to work overtime, but when Shailene asked she had that dumb smile on her face. Shailene didn't even wait for her reply, "I can tell by your smile you are excited to get started. I'll email you the details right away. You'll have to stay late tonight unfortunately, but don't worry, it's all billable time!"

"Yeah..." Grace said softly to herself as Shailene walked away. She knew she could have said no. She should have said no. But part of her just felt like rejecting this work with a smile on her face would earn her a worse reputation than she already had. On the positive side at least the project did sound interesting. At least it did until she read Shailene's email. She wouldn't be working alone on this. Specifically she would have to consult with the person who did most of the ground work in this area. Jason. The man who had so generously helped her win her oral challenge. Great.

She was tempted to wait to go see Jason until he would definitely have left. Except then she wouldn't be able to get started until tomorrow, and she'd have to tell Shailene that she'd made no progress overnight. With a sigh she stood up and made her way to Jason's office. Unfortunately he was still there.

"Oh hi Grace!" He said happily, "Are you here for...um...you know?"

Grace shook her head in disgust, "No. Shailene sent me. She wants me to pick your brain over the Orion project."

Jason nodded slowly, a dumb grin on his face, "You know...I don't remember much about it. I'm a little...pent up. Maybe if you..."

Grace shook her head. She knew where he was going, and even if she needed cum, she didn't want it from him. It was bad enough she'd made a deal with her boss, she wanted to avoid that sort of thing at work from now on. She had to choose her words carefully, she knew she was still wearing the choker. "No. Let's keep this professional."

Jason chuckled, "Your words say no but that smile says otherwise."

"My smile says nothing of the sort. I am just excited for this project. Now then, let's get started."

Jason hesitated, but decided not to push his luck. To her amazement he turned out to be quite brilliant. He had some amazing insights and just an hour with him gave her a huge head start on the project. She could have kept going for hours but he put an early stop to it.

"Sorry but I have to get going. I have plans after work. Schedule a meeting with me tomorrow and we can keep going." Jason said to her.

She nodded, "Yes. Thank you for your help." She was also glad she'd made it the whole hour without actually asking him for anything. Soon she'd be able to get this choker off and...

Jason interrupted her thoughts, "Of course. I'd do anything for another chance to feel those lips on my..."

"Stop! Look, what happened...happened. It's not going to happen again. Ok? I...went a little overboard, but it's 100% professional from now on."

"Really?" Jason said, "I'm not sure I buy it. I see what you are wearing underneath that bulky sweater, which obviously isn't even yours. You can try to deny it, but I know you are just a slut at heart."

Grace felt her anger rising, "No. I'm not. You keep talking like that and I'll....I'll....I'll report you for sexual harassment."

Jason looked appalled, "...huh...you think that would work? I've got half a dozen witnesses to your blowbang the other day. I bet if..."

Grace panicked, "I want you to forget about that entire event and to keep our interactions strictly professional from now on."

The magic took over instantly, "Of course," Jason said, "And in exchange I want all of the money you have earned, and will earn, from this internship. By the end of the month"

Grace accepted, of course, "Yes." She said. She would have frowned, if she could. She had expected him to request something sexual of her, and had been prepared for that. What he'd actually asked for...that was so much worse. How would she live without any income? How would she ever pay him back what she'd already spent?" Yes. I will forward all future checks to you, but it will take me some time to pay you the money I have already earned. Perhaps you could offer me a loan?"

Jason thought for a moment, "I'm afraid it wouldn't be professional for me to loan you any money. A bank might be willing to help you. Now then I should go. Don't forget to schedule that meeting. Have a goodnight Grace." As he got up and left Grace noticed his behavior was very different. He didn't look at her chest even once. He was better behaved now, but she dreaded having to pay him back. Yet she knew the magic would compel her. She needed to earn some extra money, and fast. Unfortunately this overtime work she was doing wouldn't even help her, since she owed him that money too. She sighed. She hurried back to her desk, she needed to finish this project, fast, so she could find a second job to do in the evenings.