Sasha's Accident

A few days later Andrew was sat at his desk as usual, trying to help a customer who was insistent they had gotten a virus from a porn site after they had been caught with gay porn in the browser history and claimed the virus had "done it". It was a typical stupid tech support job but it was taking a while. It was getting tiring so at long last he typed
"Sir, I do not think its a virus" he said after a good half an hour of helping him.
"Oh so you think I LIKE watching small men with small dicks getting pounded by blacks?!" the customer asked. Andrew gulped a little as the image appeared in his head... only rather then a small guy it was him and rather then a black man it was a white guy... he felt a stirring below his desk and tried to ignore it.
"No sir but I'm afraid I have others to serve, good day" The customer it seemed wasn't happy, as he clicked to close the support ticket he saw "Fuck this! I'm reporting you!"... not good. He sighed and went to get himself a drink to talk down, both from his anger at the waste of time and both his slight hornyness. When he returned to his desk he was shocked to see an email from his manager Sasha. "Please come to my office" it read.

He knew he couldn't disobey and knew the report would be bullshit but he had to go up to her office, a few people turned their heads in surprise as they saw him go up. He knocked on the door and entered to see his boss stood at her desk with a frown on her face.
"I take it you know why your here?" she asked. He just looked down, half intimidated and half secretly enjoying how she spoke down to him. "I expect better from you Andrew, your normally such a good worker... tell me what happened." she said, leaning back onto the desk, unaware of the office fan spinning unprotected behind her as a loose thread caught. Andrew didn't notice either as he was trying to get what happened straight so not to sound like a liar.
"W-well you see miss... this guy comes looking for support, he says he's got a virus which put gay porn in his web browser" he said, blushing a bit, he had never expected to say such words to her! "A-and well you see I tried to explain to him that nothing he spoke about implied he had a virus... it sounded like he got caught watching gay porn and wanted an excuse you know?" She said nothing and nodded.
"Then?" she questioned. By now her skirt was rising as the threads got pulled by the fans! Andrew was too shy about the situation to even look at her properly so he didn't notice either.
"W-well by that point I had wasted half an hour on his support ticket so I told him it didn't sound like a virus and he accused me of saying he liked gay porn, with little guys getting fucked by black men in their tight little as-" he stopped, blushing as he realised he was going into too much detail... detail from his own mind even!
"And then you closed the ticket?" she asked. "Well Andrew... it seems you did the right thing, I'm sorry if I was harsh when you came in but so many people are rude to our customers... I know how they can be but you were perfectly in line. let me just go and" now it was her turn to trail off. As she turned the last of her skirt was pulled off by the fan leaving her in a lacy white thong over her thick black ass! To make matters worse Andrew chose that moment to look up and his little guy flung to full mast at 3 inches in his slacks! His only saving grace was he was too small to even see! Sasha let out a loud scream and covered her ass with some files she was holding. "G-get out!" she shouted. "O-of course miss!" he replied as he raced out and headed for the bathrooms. He was thankful he was a quickshot that day as 2 tugs later he moaned as he came in the toilets before heading back to his desk... her ass fully in his mind.