Martin the grim looking foreman

Claire needed that sample of the virus if she had it she could have studied her illness more effectively and maybe find a cure or alleviate the symptoms, but to get the vial of the sample she needed access to a cold storage room that requires a magnetic card held only by senior employees.

There were always two senior employees on duty, today there was Mrs. Becket an old and sour lady who would hardly have listened to her and Martin, Martin is a Hispanic man in his fifties, with a beard and shaved hair probably to appear stern and threatening but Claire knew that it was mostly for show, Martin was a slimy type and social climber and under the counter he made proposals to the young women to improve their working conditions with sexual favors, Claire had always refused after all she had no intention of continuing to work there after finishing college.

But now Claire was convinced that the virus that had hit her could be serious enough to confine her in a room and turn her into a guinea pig, Claire understood the logic unknown disease = prevention but the very idea of ​​being trapped scared her too much, so she had to solve the problem herself before the worst could happen.

Martin at 10.00 and usually have a coffee in the refreshment area and in fact I found him there.

Martin was sipping a coffee while listening to a younger colleague, something about ..... she couldn't concentrate at that moment the thought of Martin who would accept his advances and where they would take her ..... excited her, then she remembered her real goal was not sex ... at least for now but the electronic key.

Martin pushed the other colleague away then turned to Claire.

Martin: ah Miss Claire I thought you were resting today.

Claire: yes, I should but I need a favor.

Martin: oh I didn't expect that from you, I thought you weren't interested in the kind of favors I ask for Miss Claire.

Claire: and normally I wouldn't be.

Martin smiled like a predator.

Martin: but it's not a normal situation right?

Claire: I need your.... I mean I need access to the cold room to get the job done, it's urgent.

Martin: I didn't think she was so dedicated to work, did anyone promise her a bonus in exchange for skipping the sick leave? Should I fire her? I've heard some rumors that she hasn't been very competent lately.

Claire swallowed her saliva, she hated Martin he had that something that made him look like the villain in a spy movie but it was real life.

Claire: I'm willing to... do you a favor.

Martin: that's what I thought Miss Claire, follow me.

Martin took her to an office and closed the door.

Claire got excited did she want to do it now? in there?

Martin: undress miss.

Claire blushed and started undressing in front of Martin.

Martin took out a phone and took some pictures of her.

Claire: wait what?

Martin: insurance, now you're in my hands if I ever wanted to report, now suck me.

Martin lowered the zipper of his pants, his cock was already hard, he quickly put on a condom and signaled her to come.

Martin: unfortunately she's sick so I'll settle for this for today.

Claire: she got closer to Martin's cock it was less inviting with the condom but her heart was beating fast.

Martin pushed his cock into her mouth and she sucked it and licked Mrtin's member, the taste of plastic was disgusting but the excitement was worth it, she even managed to hide the moans that she was also coming from the excitement, Martin came after a few minutes.

Martin: great job miss Claire.

I leave the badge on a desk.

A part of Claire wanted to stay and get more from Martin but she still had enough control of herself to ignore it.

Claire got dressed, took her badge and went to the freezer, leaving Martin alone in the room.

After Claire left she put on latex gloves, carefully removed the condom and placed it on an aluminum tray.

Martin started talking to himself.

Martin: also mal sehen, wie weit die Infektion fortgeschritten ist (German).