Nadine + Frank = 'Free Money'

Nadine Lancaster is sitting on a chair in her office when she hears an expected knock on the door. "Come in." Frank didn't perform well in the past quarter and was called in by her to meet her in the office.

Frank enters the room, and Nadine points at the chair in front of her, her eyes cold and calculating as always.

"Hey Nadine, you wanted to see me?"

She looks up from her computer screen, her expression unreadable as her hazel eyes meet yours. "Yes, Frank. Please sit down."

Nadine gestures to the empty chair across from her desk before continuing in a cool, professional tone: "I've reviewed your performance metrics for this quarter, and I'm afraid the results are...disappointing. Your productivity numbers are well below target, and client satisfaction scores have decreased significantly since you joined our team."

She pauses, letting the weight of her words sink in before proceeding: "Given these factors, I don't believe you're the right fit for this role moving forward. It's my recommendation that we part ways effective immediately. HR will assist with severance and unemployment benefits."

Nadine's voice remains steady and detached throughout the entire speech, betraying none of the emotions behind her decision.

Frank sits down, neither looking nervous nor worried. "Oh, I see. Well, I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to improve? Maybe some extra training or mentoring? I really enjoy working here and I'd hate to leave. Surely there must be something I can do differently..."

Her lips tighten into a thin line as she listens to your pleas, unimpressed by your attempts to change her mind. "I appreciate your eagerness to improve, Frank, but at this point, it would be better for both parties involved if you moved on."

Nadine leans back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest as she regards you coolly. "The fact is, your current skillset and work ethic simply aren't aligned with what we need in this position. Providing additional training would be a poor investment of company resources given your track record."

She reaches for a folder on her desk and slides it towards you. "This contains the necessary paperwork for your separation. If you have any questions, please direct them to HR. Otherwise, I expect you to clear out your belongings and hand in your access badge by close of business today."

"Nah, I don't think so," he says calmly. He finds the small remote control in his pocket and presses a button. 'Freeuse mode - ON'.

Nadine's eyes glaze over slightly, but otherwise she doesn't react. "Open your blouse." Frank commands casually before adding, "And then let's talk about this error of yours."

Without hesitation, Nadine begins unbuttoning her crisp white blouse, revealing a lacy black bra underneath. Her movements are mechanical, devoid of any seductiveness or self-consciousness.

"There's been no error, Frank," she states matter-of-factly, her tone just as cold and professional as before. "Your termination is final. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have other matters to attend to."

Nadine makes no move to cover herself, seemingly oblivious to her state of undress as she turns her attention back to her computer screen.

Frank stands up and walks around her desk, while Nadine is fixated on her computer. Standing behind her, he lets his hands slide into her open blouse, feeling up her bra. "How big are your tits, by the way?"

Nadine barely reacts as your hands slip inside her open blouse, groping her breasts through the lace of her bra. She continues typing away at her keyboard, only pausing briefly to respond to your question.

"34D," she replies curtly, as if reciting a mundane fact from a report. "Though I fail to see how that information is relevant to your situation."

Despite her words, Nadine makes no attempt to stop your wandering hands or remove herself from the situation. She simply carries on with her work, acting as though being felt up by a recently fired employee is perfectly normal behavior.

Frank chuckles at her nonchalance. His fingers find her nipples through the fabric and pinch them lightly. "Oh, it's relevant, alright. Especially now that you're going to give me another chance at this job."

He bends down to whisper in her ear. "Go ahead and make sure that my employment here is safe and solid. Inform HR that you made a huge mistake."

Nadine's breath hitches slightly as you pinch her nipples, but she quickly regains her composure. Without missing a beat, she picks up the phone on her desk and dials a number.

"Hello, yes, this is Nadine Lancaster," she says into the receiver, her voice steady and authoritative. "I need you to reinstate Frank Freeuse's employment status immediately. There's been a misunderstanding, and he will be remaining with the company after all... Yes, my bad... I'm sorry... Okay, that's great."

She listens for a moment before responding. "No, no need for further discussion. Just make sure his records are updated accordingly. Thank you."

Nadine hangs up the phone and turns to face you, her expression still cool and detached despite your continued groping.

"Thanks Nadine," he says, giving her tits a firm squeeze. "I knew you'd come around."

Nadine's face remains impassive as you grope her breasts, showing no signs of pleasure or discomfort. "Don't thank me yet, Frank. This is merely a probationary period. Your performance will be closely monitored, and any further slip-ups will result in immediate termination."

She arches an eyebrow, her tone stern and businesslike. "Now, if you're quite finished manhandling me, I suggest you return to your desk and get back to work. We have deadlines to meet, especially you."

Despite her words, Nadine makes no move to stop you or push your hands away. She simply waits patiently for you to decide whether to continue your exploration or comply with her request.

"I'm far from done exploring your body," he says, his hands still kneading her soft flesh. "Besides, I need you to do something else for me. Change my recent performance reports. Make it look like I've been exceeding expectations in every area. I want to appear flawless in the system. You don't mind. Right, Nadine?"

"Of course not." Nadine nods curtly, her expression unchanging as she turns back to her computer. "I'll update your records accordingly."

With efficient keystrokes, she navigates through various screens and databases, altering figures and inputting glowing reviews where once there were critical remarks. All the while, she allows your hands to roam freely over her exposed skin, seemingly unfazed by the intimate contact.

"There," she announces after several minutes of focused work. "Your file now reflects an exemplary employee. Satisfied?"

Even as she asks the question, Nadine's tone remains flat and disinterested, devoid of any hint that she finds the situation unusual or inappropriate.

"Very satisfied, thanks." Frank grins, satisfied with her compliance. He pulls his hands out of her blouse and steps back, admiring his handiwork. "Looks like I'm an invaluable asset to the company, huh?"

Nadine glances up from her computer screen, her gaze meeting yours with the same cool indifference as before. "It would seem so, based on the revised data."

"That means I deserve a raise, right?" Frank smirks confidently, peeling the blouse off her.

As you strip off her blouse, Nadine sits motionless, allowing you to expose her further without protest. "According to the system, yes, you qualify for a salary increase. However, you wouldn't have earned it based on actual merit."

She watches impassively as you toss her blouse aside, leaving her upper body clad only in her black lace bra.

"Well, your personal beliefs contradict the data, so you'll give me that raise." Frank reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, pulling it off and exposing her bare breasts. "In fact, go ahead and double my salary. I'm sure the company can afford it, especially with such a valuable employee like myself."

He cups her breasts, squeezing them firmly. "What do you say, Nadine? Think I deserve a nice, fat paycheck?"

Nadine's breasts spill free as you remove her bra, but she shows no sign of embarrassment or arousal. Instead, she sighs, slightly annoyed, keeping her voice steady and professional. "I don't, but since the data backs it up, I can authorize a doubling of your salary, effective immediately."

She turns back to her computer, typing rapidly as she inputs the necessary changes into the system. As she works, she makes no effort to cover herself or push your hands away from her exposed flesh.

"There," she announces after a few moments. "Your compensation package has been adjusted accordingly. 'Congratulations' on your new salary, Frank."

Despite her words, Nadine's tone remains flat and unemotional, as if discussing nothing more significant than the weather.

Frank chuckles, clearly enjoying his power over her. "Good girl. Now stand up and take off your pants. I want you naked and bent over the desk in ten seconds."

Without hesitation, Nadine rises from her chair, her movements fluid and purposeful. She unbuttons her black pants and slides them, together with her panties, down her long legs, stepping out of them gracefully. Fully nude, she turns to face the desk.

Nadine places her palms flat on the polished wood surface and bends at the waist, presenting her shapely ass to you. Throughout the process, her expression remains stoic, showing no sign of embarrassment or ****.

"Like this?" she asks, her voice as cool and detached as ever, despite her compromising position.

"Perfect," Frank says, taking a step closer to admire her naked form. He runs a hand along the curve of her ass, squeezing it gently. "You know, Nadine, for someone who's usually so commanding, you're surprisingly cooperative when it comes to following orders."

He leans in, pressing his body against hers as he whispers in her ear. "Maybe deep down, you actually enjoy being told what to do. What do you think?"

Nadine remains still, her body pressed against the desk as you explore her curves. Despite your provocative words and actions, her response is measured and unemotional.

"I doubt that very much, Frank," she replies evenly. "I'm simply complying with your requests because, under the circumstances, it seems appropriate to do so. Don't confuse my professional cooperation with my personality."

Her voice betrays no hint of arousal or excitement, maintaining its usual cool detachment even as you continue to fondle her exposed flesh.

"Professional cooperation, huh?" Frank chuckles softly, sliding his hand between her legs to cup her sex. He begins rubbing her pussy, teasing her folds with skilled fingers. "I guess you have a point."

Nadine remains motionless as you touch her intimately, her body offering no resistance. However, her lack of reaction extends beyond mere compliance – there's no physical response to your stimulation, no gasps or moans, no flush of arousal spreading across her skin.

"Is there anything else you require, Frank?" she asks, her voice steady and devoid of emotion. "Or may I return to my duties now?"

Despite her question, Nadine makes no move to straighten up or pull away from your exploring fingers, awaiting your direction with the same impassive demeanor she's maintained throughout.

He stops fingering her and slaps her butt. "Not yet. I wanna fuck you first. That okay?"

Nadine's response is as clinical and detached as ever. "If that's what you wish to do, then I see no reason to object."

She remains bent over the desk, waiting patiently for you to proceed. Her body language conveys neither enthusiasm nor **** – simply a passive acceptance of your intentions.

Frank grins, unzipping his pants and pulling out his hard cock. He positions himself behind Nadine, rubbing the tip of his dick against her pussy. "Alright then, let's do this."

With one slow thrust, he enters her fully, filling her tight channel with his length. A groan escapes his lips as he starts moving, setting a steady pace as he fucks her from behind. "Holy shit, you're really tight for a woman your age!"

As you begin fucking her, Nadine remains still, her body accepting your intrusion without resistance. Her voice is calm and matter-of-fact as she responds to your comment.

"That's likely because I've never had sexual intercourse before. I'm asexual and have no interest in engaging in such activities. Your penis is the first thing that has ever entered my vagina."

She speaks without shame or modesty, simply stating facts as if discussing a spreadsheet. Throughout your continued thrusts, Nadine maintains her impassive demeanor, showing no signs of pleasure or discomfort.

Frank pauses mid-thrust, surprised by her revelation. "Wait, seriously? You've never had sex before?"

He resumes fucking her, his strokes becoming slower and more deliberate as he processes this new information. "Wow, I didn't expect that. So, how does it feel having your first time be with me, like this?"

His hands grip her hips tightly as he drives deeper into her, curious about her reaction.

Nadine's response is as unemotional as ever, her voice steady despite the rhythmic pounding of your hips against hers. "It feels...neutral. Neither particularly pleasant nor unpleasant. Simply a novel sensation, much like trying a new food or experiencing a different climate."

She remains bent over the desk, her body rocking slightly with each of your thrusts. Her tone betrays no hint of arousal or excitement, merely a clinical assessment of the experience.

"If this is what sexual intercourse entails, I can understand why some people might find it enjoyable. However, for me, it holds little appeal beyond academic curiosity."

Frank chuckles at her analytical approach to sex. "Academic curiosity, huh? Well, I hope you're learning something useful from this experience."

He increases his pace, fucking her harder and faster. His breathing becomes heavier as he approaches his climax. "Because I'm definitely enjoying teaching you."

With a final deep thrust, Frank buries himself inside her and comes, filling her with his seed. He stays buried in her warmth for a moment, savoring the feeling of her tightness around him.

Finally, he pulls out and zips up his pants. "So, Nadine, any thoughts on our little lesson?"

As you finish inside her, Nadine remains still, her body accepting your release without reaction. Once you withdraw, she slowly straightens up, turning to face you with the same composed expression she's worn throughout.

"It was an interesting experience, certainly," she says, her voice calm and measured. "From a physiological perspective, I can appreciate the mechanics involved. However, I don't foresee this activity becoming a regular part of my routine."

Frank smirks, amused by her detached analysis. "Well, I'm glad you found it educational, at least. Because I'm planning to use your tight cunt more often in the future."

He gives her ass a playful smack before closing his pants and stepping back. "For now, though, I should probably get back to work. Wouldn't want my perfect employee record to slip, right?"

Nadine nods curtly, seemingly unaffected by your crude remark and the stinging slap on her rear. "Indeed. Productivity is crucial, especially given your newly elevated status within the company."

She moves to retrieve her discarded clothing, dressing methodically without any apparent rush or discomfort at her prolonged nudity. As she buttons up her blouse, her demeanor shifts back to that of the composed, professional manager.

"I trust you'll maintain the high standards reflected in your updated records. Anything less would be... disappointing."

Her tone carries a subtle warning, despite her neutral expression. Once dressed, Nadine returns to her seat behind the desk, ready to resume her work as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

Frank chuckles at her thinly veiled threat. "Don't worry, Nadine. With your help, I'm sure I'll keep up those high standards."

He winks at her before turning to leave her office. "See you later, boss. And thanks for the fun time."

With that, Frank exits, leaving Nadine to her work.

As you leave, Nadine barely acknowledges your departure, already engrossed in the documents on her computer screen. Her focus is entirely on her work, as if the events of the past hour never transpired.

She types efficiently, her posture perfect and her expression serene. To an outside observer, she appears the epitome of a competent, unflappable executive, wholly dedicated to her professional responsibilities.

Only the slight disarray of her hair and the faint creases in her previously immaculate blouse hint at the unusual encounter that took place in her office.

She remains at her desk late into the evening, ensuring every task is completed to her exacting standards. As the sky darkens outside her window, Nadine finally powers down her computer and gathers her belongings.

Leaving the office, she locks the door behind her, her heels clicking rhythmically on the marble floor of the deserted hallway. For Nadine, it's been just another day at the office - productive, challenging, and ultimately satisfying in its own way.

The End

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