There's Always Consequences (closed)

Nick had just finished reading her typed up reports when she returned with lunch. Perfect spelling and everything! Excellent attention to detail. He saw her come in, jacket gone, her thin camisole clinging to the lovely curves of her breasts, just the faintest glow of sweat about her, from the merciless heat of the long summer days. Nick had the air conditioning cranked up in here, and it helped. He noticed right away when her nipples stiffened from the cooler air!

"Well, you must eat a lot of salads with a figure like that," he said, making no pretense of disguising the fact that he was looking her up and down. "Excellent work on these reports, by the way," he said, moving on, back to business. "Why don't you pull around a chair and we'll go over what we can expect out of this project for the next couple of weeks."
 
Rachel smiled, pleased that he was happy with her work, and she grabbed a chair pulling it around, sitting adjacent to him. She tugged at the hem of her skirt, which rose as she sat, showing quite a bit of thigh.

She got out her note book, and jotted down some notes, as he went through the construction programme, highlighting the critical points.

She was to ensure that all the foremen handed in the signed delivery dockets each day, so that she could sort them, and check them against the invoices when they arrived. All returns needed to be carefully monitored, to ensure that the company got their accounts properly credited. Rachel carefully ensured that she had listed all the pertinent points, committing them to memory.

The air con in the site office, was sufficient to keep the worst of the heat away, but it made her nipples stand out, erect and hard as diamonds! She looked down, and realised what was happening, and awkwardly crossed her arms across her chest, partially shielding her breasts from his view. She blushed, and looked up, hoping he hadn't noticed.
 
Nick caught her eye when she looked over at him, blushing and hiding her rock-hard nipples. She must not have realized that in crossing her arms like that, she pushed her tits up a bit, and the front of her camisole fell forward, affording him a lovely view of her abundant cleavage.

His eyes lingered just a bit on her chest, and then he gave her a little smile and a wink. "We can turn down the AC if you'd like," he said, standing up and reaching over to the window unit. He turned it off and loosened his tie. His huge cock was starting to fill with blood, fueled by the view of her tits from his vantage point above her, and he quickly adjusted himself in his pants before sitting back down.
 
Rachel felt his glance at her chest, and then, when he offered to turn down the air conditioning, she blushed a crimson, knowing her nipples must have been obvious against the silky fabric.

"Um.... yes, thank you Sir!" she mumbled, as he turned the A/C down.

"Now, I have all the minutes from the meeting, and I have circulated an action agenda, as you wanted, now, I was wondereing if there is anything else you need, or shall I begin on cross referencing the dockets??

As he sat, her eyes were drawnn to the bulge in his pants, and she licked her lips, recalling the wonderful night she had spent with him. She sat upright, and dropped her hands, her rock hard, beaded nipples pressing so hard against the fabric. She could feel her pussy pulsing at the recollection of his shaft filling her over and over, and she whimpered, as a shudder passed through her.

Jesus! He's going to smell my arousal, if I dont get a grip on myself, she thought, as she bent her head, hiding her blush, as she waited on his orders.
 
What I really need is a beer and a blowjob, he thought, but didn't say it. His cock twitched in his pants when she called him Sir, too.

He really liked the sound of that.

"No, Rachel, I'm good. Good work, too. You're making quite an impression," he said with a wink, and then went back to his computer.

Something was nagging at him about Rachel. Like he knew her. She seemed so familiar... And in a rather carnal sense! He shrugged it off; he probably just needed a good screw, especially with all the eye-candy in here. He pulled out his iPhone and sent off a quick text message to Cindy, a rather vivacious and insatiable redhead, who was quick to confirm dinner plans with him for that evening.

"Rachel, book me reservations for dinner for two at Pietro's for tonite," he said.
 
"Rachel, book me reservations for dinner for two at Pietro's for tonite,"

Yes sir! Right away!"

She got up and left his office, and went back into the outer office, and rang to make the reservation. She wondered if he was going to ask her out!! He had certainly been eyeing her!!

She began to wonder what she would wear, mentally discarding outfit after outfit as being unsuitable.

She was glad she had only a salad for dinner, she would be able to eat dinner. She wouldn't if she had eaten something heavier. She was jolted out of her reverie, by the realisation that he hadn't actually asked her to dinner!! How lowering!!

She was still blushing as he came into the outer office, with some papers for her to file. It was five O'Clock. She stood and put on her jacket and tapped on the door to his office.

"I made your reservations for seven thirty, sir, is that alright?"


She waited, wondering if he was going to ask her. When he didn't she smiled and nodded.

"Um, I'll be going so now, if that's alright?"
 
Nick was about to tell her to go on home when there was a sudden incredibly booming crash outside, accompanied by the awful sound of the rending of metal. The trailer shook, nearly enough to knock them off their feet. Nick caught Rachel as she stumbled.

"That can't be good " he said. "C'mon!" He grabbed a radio and her hand and led her outside to a truck.

A great cloud of smoke was rising from the east side of the stadium site. "God dammit, they toppled a crane!" Nick said, noticing the big crane's absence from the skyline. He handed her his iPhone as soon as they got in the truck. "Call 911, now!" He keyed the ignition and they drove through the construction site, a little faster than what was really considered safe, and got around to the east side.

And there it was. A million dollars worth of crane and material, lying in a heap on the ground. He pulled the truck to a stop and got out. There were two hard hats in the truck. He put one on and ran out towards the collapsed crane.
 
She dialled emergency services, calling for an ambulence, just in case. The crane operater was most of the way up the crane, and the banks man would have been close by, directing the crane.

She pulled on the hard hat, and went out of the truck, seeing immediately that there were at least a couple of injuries, workers who were hit with debris , when the load that the crane was transporting unbalanced, and flew off, capsizing the crane.

There were two men whose scaffolding had been hit by the crane, and while they were conscience, they certainly had breakages. She hit redial, and ordered several ambulances. The cops were also coming on foot of such an accident.

There was no sign of her boss, and she began by gathering the walking wounded, and organising the other workers to search for those unaccounted for.

She had the time cards, and began checking off all who were accounted for, while she waited for a status report on the missing.
 
Nick got right into the thick of things, helping guys out, making sure people were accounted for, surveying the damage. It was about half an hour before he made his way back to Rachel.

"It's gonna be a long night," he said. He was dirty and angry. And that's when the ironworker's foreman, whose guys had fucked up the crane, found him. Nick cussed him up and down, ripping him a new asshole before declaring that that contractor was off the job.

There would have to be a complete accounting of the event and the losses. Ambulances and police were quick on the scene. Soon enough, all the workers were accounted for. No one was dead, although two guys were in pretty serious condition, and en route to the hospital.

It was well past seven when Nick and Rachel were able to head back to the trailer. Nick was still furious, seething with anger.
 
Rachel hadn't realised how drained she was until she was in the pick up on the way back to the trailer.

"Those guys should be alright, I think!"

She looked at him, and then suddenly gasped.

"Oh, your reservations, at the restaurant! Do you want me to call and postpone them, or do you want to cancel. You'll never make it now!"

She bit her lip. It had been on the tip of her tongue to invite him to come eat with her, but that seemed like a silly thing to do. She glanced at him. He was covered in dust and debris, with trickles of sweat going through it, and yet he looked good enough to eat!!

She blushed, her mind suddenly filled with visions of wild sex starring Nick. Some of it was fantasy, and more of it was memory, from the wild night they had spent together!
 
"Shit, you're right," Nick said. He looked at the clock in the truck. It was already quarter after eight. "I'm sure they already gave that table away. Where's my phone?" He took his iPhone back from her, and there was a text from his date waiting for him, just one word.

"Typical"

He shook his head. He was awful hungry though. He looked over at Rachel. "Hell of a first day, huh? C'mon, let's grab a bite and a drink. There's a little pub a few blocks from here. We can finish up the reports first thing in the morning." He didn't really give her an option to decline his invitation, as he put the truck back in gear and drove off the job site with her! He parked in front of a little smoky pub and they went inside, and he led her to a booth in the back.

"By the way, great work out there today. Grace under fire and all that. You've further impressed me, Rachel."
 
"By the way, great work out there today. Grace under fire and all that. You've further impressed me, Rachel."

She smiled, beaming under his praise.

"Thank you! A baptism of fire, to be sure, but I wont let you down! Its going to be a steep learing curve, but I'll get there! You'll see, I'll have all of Donna's duties down pat, in no time!!"

She smiled at him. Then it suddenly occurred to her that she might not have enough money on her to pay for her own dinner. She assumed that he was going to foot the bill, seeing as he had asked her, but she surreptitiously checked her purse, counting her money, to make sure she had enough to cover her own meal. She had, just about!

She sat up and sipped her glass of water that their server had brought over along with menus.

"Um, I'll have the soup and sandwich combo please"

She was hungry ,but she excused herself for a few moments, going to teh Ladies room, fixing her hair, which had been ruined by the hard hat, and she washed her hands, and touched up her make up, smoothed her clothes and went back out to join him.
 
Nick smiled back at her as she promised to take on all of Donna's duties, and couldn't help but wonder if she truly understood just what exactly all of Donna's duties were. Had Donna made it clear to her that there would be times he would bend her over the desk and fuck her brains out, just to relieve some stress? Probably not. Most anyone would quit right away.

Those duties had to be gradually introduced...

He ordered a cheeseburger and fries and a tall glass of beer. He gave her that charming grin when she returned from the bathroom. "Something to drink?" he asked her. "It's on me, by the way. For doing such an excellent job tonite."
 
She had relaxed a little by the time she returned from the ladies, her redone make up making her feel much more self assured.

He offered a drink, and she realised just how stressed she had been by the accident earlier. It would do her no harm to have a stiff drink, and chill out a little.

"Thanks, I'll have a Vodka and Diet Coke, please!"

She turned to him, deciding to try for a little conversation.

"So, how long have you been in construction sir? Was it something you always wanted to do, or something you fell into..... well, I don't mean fell into ... I mean something you went into when the opportunity presented!"

She blushed, embarrassed by her gaffe, and she bit her lip, as she thought on something else to say!

The drinks arrived, and she gulped down half her Vodka, eager to do something other than say something silly! It was warm in here, and she discarded her suit jacket sitting forward, drinking some more.

She spilled a little, and it dampened one side of her chemise, leaving her nipple partially visible.
 
Nick gave her another one of those damned charming grins that always came so easily to his handsome face. She obviously didn't realize who exactly he was in this company. She was also pretty nervous, apparently.

"Well, you know, this company was started by my family about a hundred years ago, so I didn't really have a choice in the matter. I've pretty much been groomed for this work since the day I was born. So I guess you could say I kind of fell into it, yeah. But I had to start at the bottom. Running the mailroom at eighteen, working here while I went through college. My family believes in hard work. One day, I'll instill that in my kids. No such thing as a free ride."

He could tell she was attracted to him. The way she blushed was a clear give away, nevermind the way she gave him all those not-so-subtle views of her abundant cleavage! He wanted to bury his face in those luscious tits and manhandle her full round ass!

She spilled her drink a little on her shirt, and her nipple was clearly visible through the thin, wet material. He did the one thing that he knew would do the trick quite well.

He placed his hand on hers. "Hey, calm down, Rachel. We had a rough night out there, let's blow off some steam. Waiter! I think we need another diet coke and vodka here. And another beer."
 
She drained the remainder of her drink, and grinned as he ordered up another round. She was relaxing a little, and enjoying his company, and particularly enjoying the envious looks she was getting from the other women in the bar who were eyeing him with no subtlety whatsoever!!

"Thanks! You're right, it was pretty frantic tonight, and I was really impressed by the way you handled everything! It did give me a bit of a scare, and I think blowing off some steam is just what the doctor ordered!!

She had finished her food, and was on her third drink, now relaxed, and quite chatty, sharing a few funny stories, and slapping his thigh every so often, to punctuate a joke. She liked the feel of his strong, muscley thigh under her hand, and she rubbed it for a second, before remembering herself, and jerking her hand away!
 
He caught her hand as she tried to jerk it away from his thigh. He was starting to feel a lot better after a few beers... And he still definitely needed some pussy! Might as well bang his new secretary on her first day, right? Just so she truly understands all of her "duties" as his new assistant.

He caught her eye as he pressed her hand back upon his thigh, and his look changed immediately, lust burning in his eyes.

"With all the chaos today, we may need to pull an all-nighter to catch up," he said, his voice low, seduction oozing easily off his tongue. He eyed her cleavage again, not bothering to hide the look he gave her. "Besides, you need to get acquainted with my home office."
 
Rachel was a little buzzed, but she didn't miss the way Nick was looking at her! God, she had dreamed of that look since the night of the hook up, the one he had clearly forgotten!!

"With all the chaos today, we may need to pull an all-nighter to catch up,"

She grinned at him, and licked her lips lasciviously.

"I think I have the stamina for an all nighter! I'm up for it if you are!"

As she spoke, she let her fingers graze his crotch, feeling his hard and hot beneath the fabric of his jeans. she was pretty certain that they weren't talking about office work here, at least she hoped they weren't!!

"Besides, you need to get acquainted with my home office."


"Of course. I can see that is an essential part of the job, and I am nothing if not fully committed."

She tossed back her drink, and set the empty glass on the table.

"Do you wanna take me there now? I'm sure there's lots you going to need to teach me, but I'm a very eager student!"

She just about managed to prevent herself from making a lame joke about looking forward to taking dick -tation!! She stood and pulled on her coat, her pussy throbbing excitedly! She could hardly believe that she was about to bed him again. The last occasion was still fuelling her fantasies, and she hoped this would be the start of something wonderful!!
 
"Certainly, come on," he said. He pulled out his wallet as they got up, and as they left he slipped the waitress a hundred dollar bill to cover the tab. He was buzzed a little, and hailed a cab outside the bar.

But not before grabbing her, his arm around her back, pressing her into his body and kissing her deeply...

They got in the cab and Nick gave the cabbie the address. "1776 Independence Drive," he said. Rachel immediately recognized the address; that was where her new, company-provided apartment was!

Nick's hands were all over her as they rode along...
 
Rachel divided her journey time between feeling up her boss, and watching the buildings fly by outside the window.

There were in a nice neighbourhood, a really nice neighbourhood. God, she was getting an apartment here! Talk about landing on her feet!!

By the time the cab pulled up, she had straddled Nick, and had lost her top. She pulled on her suit jacket, and scrambled off him, and took his hand as he led the way into the apartment. Any pretence that this was work related was gone, and she was feeling high, on a mix of alcohol and sexual tension.

She stood in front of him as he opened his door, rubbing her ass against his groin, eager to get inside!
 
Nick's big dick throbbed in his pants as Rachel rubbed her ass into his crotch. The smell of her was intoxicating... And strangely familiar. He couldn't place it though.

He opened the door and grabbed her and pushed her inside, eager to get her naked. She had favored him with a lovely view of her chest in the cab and now he wanted all of her. He shut the door behind them, and then, before their lips could even meet, a sultry voice called out from deeper inside the apartment, accompanied by the click of high heels on hardwood floors.

"Late night, huh Nick? Your dad told me to come by. Said you had a rough day."

It was Donna, Nick's old secretary! She walked into the foyer carrying two glasses of wine and wearing nothing but her heels. Her face darkened when she saw Rachel.

"Oh, Nick, I'm jealous. You waited at least a week before you nailed me."
 
Rachel was so turned on, so into him, that it took a moment before her mind registered the click click click of high heels on the floors. Shocked, she turned, tugging at her top to try to cover herself up. Was he married????

"Late night, huh Nick? Your dad told me to come by. Said you had a rough day."

The voice was familiar, although she couldn't place it, then the body to go with the voice appeared, stark naked, save for the shiny patent black pumps with the 5" heel. It was Donna!!


"Oh, Nick, I'm jealous. You waited at least a week before you nailed me."


Rachel turned crimson, and looked down, trying to hide behind Nick. What had she stumbled into here? Of course! It must have been Donna he was bringing out for dinner earlier! The reservation that was booked and cancelled!

"I... sorry, I didn't know! I guess I better get going!"

Suddenly Rachel felt utterly humiliated, and totally surplus to requirements. She fumbled in her bag, recalling that the battery on her cell phone had gone flat at lunchtime while she was listening to some music on her way to and from the deli.

She looked at Nick.

"Can I use your phone to call a cab? I'll be out of here as soon as I can!"

She couldn't look at Donna, whose glare was burning holes in her back. This was NOT how she had visualised the evening going!!
 
Nick realized right away that he needed to take control of this situation, and fast.

"Hang on a minute," he said. "Rachel, you're not going anywhere. Donna, put a robe on, will you? Rachel, your car is still at the job site, and you're in no shape to get it and drive it home. Let's all just have a drink, huh?"

Donna turned with a bit of a huff, her heels click clicking through the penthouse apartment. Nick turned to Rachel, that damnable charming grin coming across his face again. "Sorry about this, doll," he said. "My father and Donna both mean well, trust me. They know me and my... Needs pretty well."

Donna's voice called out from deeper inside the apartment. "What are you drinking, Rachel?"

Nick fixed his eyes on Rachel's, a mischievous glint to them. "She'll have a diet coke and vodka. Strong," Nick called back. "C'mon," he said, putting his arm around her and pulling her towards him. His hand grabbed her ass and gave it a hearty squeeze.
 
Rachel was fumbling with the door, feeling like the third wheel on a bike, kicking herself for coming.

"Sorry about this, doll,"

Instantly, she brightened, and turned around. He wasn't shoving her out the door!!

"My father and Donna both mean well, trust me. They know me and my... Needs pretty well."

Grinning, she thought to herself that she would be quite happy to see to his needs, knowing just how satisfying that would be.

Nick put his arm around her, guiding her deeper into his apartment, and calling out to Donna to get Rachel a large Vodka and coke! She was feeling much, much better, and allowed him to steer her into the sitting room, leaning into him.

She sat, her thigh pressing against Nick's and she took her drink from Donna, taking a long drink of it. God! It was certainly strong, still, she needed it to steady herself.

About forty minutes later, she was dancing in her seat to the music playing on the stereo, smiling as Donna handed her another drink! She was buzzing, and giggling at the conversation between Nick and Donna.

She had her hand on Nick's leg, enjoying the feel of him, rubbing his leg, absentmindedly, as she relaxed. She had taken her jacket off, and while she had pulled back on her top, her nipples were clearly visible though it!
 
They were all three of them getting pretty drunk at this point, but it was a happy, flirty drunk, and Nick could tell exactly where this was headed. The girls were sitting on either side of him, both of them touching on him, pressing against him, almost like it was some kind of competition for his sexual attention!

"So has Nick explained some of the unwritten expectations to you?" Donna said, eyeing Rachel with a devious look and a smile. "For starters, he likes a blowjob with his morning coffee," she said, brazenly reaching out and grabbing his crotch! She defty pulled down his zipper and reached in, pulling his cock out! "Let's see what you can do with this monster, honey. After all, I hired you because your background check revealed you had a bit of a slutty reputation..." Donna said with a smirk.
 
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