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Chapter 10
by kendahl6969
Who is inside?
Ron James and Jeff Chambers
Sandra Noce wanted to step back out of the elevator when she saw her business associates, Ron James and Jeff Chambers, staring back at her from the center of the otherwise empty chamber. She could feel their eyes on her newly revealed curves, knowing she was showing more than ever before. But the accounting department worker knew time was running out, and stepped inside, allowing the doors to woosh closed behind her.
The raven-haired thirty-two year old wanted to just turn her back on them and ride up to her floor with as little interaction as possible, but it was not to be. She couldn't help but enjoy their attention, Ron stunned and wide-eyed, Jeff grinning wolfishly at her.
Sandra watched as Jeff turned to Ron and started talking about her like she wasn't even there.
"See? I told you the office messenger said he saw her down here, barely dressed in one of the cleaning ladies' uniforms! Can you believe those tits? She might as well not be wearing anything! Everything's on display!"
Jeff then turned his attention back to Sandra.
"What you up to, Sandy? Slumming?" Jeff sneered, taking a step forward, massaging the translucent nylon that clung to her right breast.
Sandra was taken aback by both Jeff's grabbing hand and his casual attitude towards her. No one at JWI had ever called her Sandy before. Being referred to like that by one of the two professional men before her made her feel like a a stupid teenager.
Sandra could see Jeff was surprised by his friend's bold move as well, but wasn't about to broach the subject.
"Please, Mr. Chambers," Sandra Noce pleaded, trying to pull away from his kneading hand, trying to regain some air of professionalism. "I'm in a very embarrassing situation as it is. Just let me return to work and I won't file a complaint with Human Resources," the pretty brunette stated, reaching over to press the button for her floor.
Chambers' countenance turned dark upon hearing her words and he darted his arm after hers, pushing her small hand aside and pressing the STOP button. The elevator hung silently in the shaft of their office building.
"If anybody should file sexual harassment charges, it should be us," Jeff coldly stated, outlining the vee of Sandra's plunging neckline with his right index finger as he continued. "First, you send us video of yourself masturbating, begging to be fucked, then you approach us in the elevator, aching for the same.. what's a couple of young, single guys to do?"
Sandra saw Jeff turn to Ron and smile and wink. Ron merely smiled back and nodded in agreement. He stepped in closer as well, seemingly now more at ease.
The accounting department worker's eyes widened when she felt Jeff's wandering fingers find the card she had secreted in her pushed-together cleavage. She tried to hold back the tears as she felt him pull the card from the sticky cleft created by her large boobs.
"Well, what do we have here?" Jeff smiled wickedly as he brought the card to light.
Sandra wished there was a hole she could hide in as she watched his eyes traverse the print and his face brighten.
"Well, Sandy.. or should I call you 'Cumslut'?" Jeff asked, noticing the nametag as well, enjoying himself as he passed the card with her blackmailer's instructions to Ron. "I think we would be more than happy to help you out there. What say, Ron?" he asked his associate casually.
Jeff and Sandra both watched Ron read the card, his lips imperceptibly moving as he poured over every word of her humiliation.
"Fuck, yeah, Jeff. If that is what the little slut needs.. I'm nothing if not a team player!" he growled as he looked at Sandra like she were his next meal. "Show us the goods, baby!"
The thirty-two year old beauty couldn't believe the business suited co-workers over five years her junior were talking to her this way. But right now wasn't the time to care. She needed to hurry back to the breakroom to meet her blackmailer's demands. Looking at them, she animatedly unbuttoned her smockdress, tossing the halves wide, enjoying their hungry looks as her nude, cum-glazed torso was revealed.
What's her co-workers reaction?
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Black E-mail
Sandra has a secret she does not want known
Someone finds out what Sandra has been up to and contacts her via e-mail.
Updated on May 25, 2018
Created on Jun 26, 2003
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