You saw everything.

“The whole show,” you tell her plainly.

Sabrina goes pale. “Promise to keep this between you and me?” She asks hopefully.

You suddenly realize that you have major leverage over Sabrina. Seeing as how you already covered for her with Mr. Furman, she should have taken that as a clue that aren’t going to blab. Still, you wonder what she’s willing to do to keep you quiet. “That depends… what’s in it for me?”

She thinks for a minute, then says, “How about you think about it and get back to me?” She gives you a rueful grin. “I really have to be going now, though. I really do have a lunch I need to be getting to!”

“Yeah, I need to head back to help Gemma,” you reply. Sabrina heads out and you return to the utility room.

“Well, it certainly took you long enough!” Gemma admonishes, hands on her hips like an upset schoolteacher. “Did you fall in?”

“Sorry… got sidetracked,” you tell her. In fact, you are still distracted by what you could ask from Sabrina to keep your silence. Maybe a lap dance in your cubicle or an under the table blow job during a video call. You’ve already seen her do some crazy things, she might be into it. That leads you to imagine other requests you can make for her onlyfans page. She still doesn’t know that it’s you.

After a half hour, you are back into the swing of things, scanning and filing documents when Sabrina enters the room.

“Hey… “ Sabrina says, peeking in. “I was told to help out?” She is back in her business attire from this morning.

You perk up at her arrival. Not only have you been thinking of ways Sabrina can keep your silence, but the workload really did require an extra hand to scan. You have Sabrina set up a scanning station next to yours and soon enough your output rate doubles.

While you two are scanning, you try to make small talk. “So, how was lunch?”

“It was alright,” she replies.

“You know, I’ve been thinking of ways you could make it worth keeping your secret…”

“What secret?” She asks.

“You know… the incident before lunch?” you remind her.

“What incident?” She asks.

Is she really playing dumb to get away with not paying you? You spell it out for her. “Just before you left for lunch, I caught you in your cubicle completely nude, shoving a red marker into your pussy!”

Sabrina looks physically upset now. Her face brightens red as she growls at you, “What the hell are you talking about?!”

If things keep going the way they are, Sabrina is likely to bring in Human Resources. You should present her with some proof to your claim.