Nothing, time for some .

The day passed and Rene ended up sending you seven pictures total by the time you got home. Scrolling through them the first thing you noticed was yours was the only one she was smiling in. Conversely you were the only one smiling in them too. That gave you a good idea. The allotted time rolled around and you whipped out your phone and sent the first message of the night.

*You: Hello Princess. I am happy to see that you were able to accomplish the task I gave you. Did you have a little fun doing it?*

*Rene: No, none of this is fun asshole*

*You: Temper temper. You say there was no fun yet in the 6th picture you are both smiling. In fact...that seems to be the only picture with any smiles I'm noticing.*

You don't receive a response back so you push it a little deeper.

*You: Ok, the silent treatment. Who is this gentleman in the picture. He seems a little too old for you.*

*Rene: Fuck you, I'm not going to tell you their names*

*You: I get it. You hate me. You don't have to swear to show me that. Now tell me his name or this all ends badly for you.*

*Rene: Why do you want their names?*

*You: I didn't figure you for the protective type, and I don't want their names I want his name. I'm intrigued as to why you smiled in his picture and not the others.*

*Rene: He's a nice person*

Oh if only she knew the truth.

*You: I'm getting a little tired of this. I say jump and you jump. Now you don't want to give me his name fine. I'll allow that since I really don't give a crap what his name is really, but I'm sure there is more than one person in these pictures who is a nice person. So let's approach this from a different angle.*

*You: Since I don't need you to tell me his name we'll just call him John. So why are you smiling in this picture with John. I promise I won't tease you about it.*

You see the dots appear and disappear as she seems to be hesitant. You send her another of her nudes.

*You: I wonder what your uncle would think of the picture of you I'm looking at? Seeing his niece face down ass up with her pussy and asshole on full display.*

*Rene: Fuck, fine. We had a good talk, and he's the first person there to show me anything other than annoyance at my presence*

*You: Explain a bit more. Is everyone there assholes?*

*Rene: No, I am*

...

*Rene: I don't...know how to talk to people at work without getting frustrated*

*You: I can tell.*

*Rene: Fuck you*

*You: Lol. What witty dialog we have together. So are you attracted to this guy?*

*Rene: What? No. I didn't say that. Why do you think that?*

*You: Calm down a bit. That's an awful lot of protest for such a simple question. Almost like you're hiding something. Tell me, let's pretend you aren't attracted to him, is it because he's too old?*

*Rene: I don't care about age. He's attractive, but nothing would ever happen there since its against policy for a superior to have any sort of relationship with one of their underlings*

*You: HAHAHAHA! I'd assume taking nudes in your office during work hours is against policy too yes?*

You don't get a response back.

*You: I'm not going to rat you out to him. What about him do you find attractive?*

*Rene: It isn't just one thing*

*You: In no particular order list them out.*

*Rene: He doesn't have a dad bod, in fact he seems to take care of his body, his grey hairs are kind of cute, he's smart, probably the only person I can rely on to do his job properly, he isn't all that old...and he has really kind eyes*

*You: Oh that's interesting. How much is him being nice to you and him being reliable a factor in your puppy love?*

You chuckle as you can feel her rage at your teasing through your phone.

*Rene: I don't know*

*You: That's fair. It isn't easy to quantify such a thing. Answer me this then. Could you see yourself in a relationship with an older man like him.*

*Rene: Maybe*

*You: What are we 12? Maybe means yes to me. I've just thought of your next assignment. I was going to have you send me another video, but something better has come to mind. I want you to send me a picture of you giving this man a blowjob.*

*Rene: No fucking way*

*You: Why not? Is he married? Dating someone?*

*Rene: No...I don't think so at least*

*You: Have you never given a blowjob before? Your videos seem to suggest you have some experience.*

*Rene: That's none of your business*

*You: Of course it is, right now all of you is my business. It isn't like he would turn you down, so what is the problem. Maybe you'll get a friend out of it, a very fun friend.*

*Rene: Why are you doing this?*

*You: I wasn't lying before. I want to help you find your place in life.*

*Rene: That doesn't mean anything to me*

*You: It will eventually. I've decided though, and since you threw me some sass, it is a blowjob pic and also a pic of his jizz all over your face. Before end of business on Monday.*

Several more minutes pass as you wait for her response.

*You: Maybe I should make it a picture of his semen flowing from your pussy.*

*Rene: What if he says no and I can't get you the pictures?*

*You: Pfft...you're a sexy goddess. He won't say no, but I'll allow that he might be into men or something out of your control. If you can't then we have some other candidates in these pictures you've sent me. That 500 pound guy would probably accept in a heartbeat. Don't you think?*

*Rene: Fine, but when I find out who you are...*

*You: IF, and that's a big if, you find out who I am I think your current objections will seem silly to you in retrospect.*

*You: Good night princess. Have a fun weekend. You might consider wooing him a little bit this weekend, would make Monday a lot more of a sure thing, or you might even get him to let you suck him off before Monday. I'll contact you at 8pm on Monday so make sure you're available again.*

*Rene: Good night*

What you wouldn't give to be a fly on her wall right now. Was she raging, was she masturbating. You suspected a bit of both. Regardless though, come Monday you were getting a blowjob from Rene. Maybe even sooner than that. Probably. There was still the chance she wouldn't do anything at all to call your bluff, and just say she tried but nothing came from it. Still though, thinking about her lips wrapping around your cock made you rub one out before you settled in for the night. Sleep comes easier knowing that she doesn't seem to suspect who you really are.