What would you do for a raise?

[Blakes82snake]

Brent Clark is the vice president of operations at Acme Manufacturing. He is a complete workaholic which is how he rose to VP by the age of 35. The stress of his job is probably causing his dark brown hair to begin to have gray streaks, but he keeps himself in shape with his daily workouts during his lunch hour. Due to his work schedule relationships have never really worked out for him. Women prefer to see their boyfriends once and a while for more than just sex he discovered. Similarly dating coworkers was out as he rapidly moved up the ladder some got jealous and just some wanted him to bring them along, but neither worked for Brent. But he still needed sex just like every other man so another idea popped into his head. Not a relationship, just sex. As long as both parties knew the score no one would get hurt and both would be satisfied. However finding someone else that just wanted sex and would fit in his schedule was difficult. He almost gave up until he thought of Debbie his secretary.

 

[nom_du_demimonde]

Debbie was 21, and had been working at Acme ever since she finished high school. She had been taking night classes the past couple of years, but a month ago her boyfriend had quit his job to go on tour with his band. He had kind of tried to pretend he wasn't fucking sluts on the road, but some of the comments that started appearing on the band's webpage made it pretty obvious. She had dumped him over the phone and he had hardly put up a fight.

The trouble was that she could barely afford the apartment on her own. School was out of the question, and if she didn't get a raise or a roommate quickly, she was going to start racking up debt badly. She was 5'8", with long black hair and a 36dd 24 36 body that made guys drool. She dressed for work that morning in the usual, conservative knee length skirt and a summery pink blouse, but underneath she wore a lacy black bra and thong, and spike heels that made her almost 6" tall. It wasn't likely that anyone was going to appreciate her lingerie, she knew, but wearing it felt like hope.

 

[Blakes82snake]

Debbie was a very attractive young woman. If she had gone to college she probably would have been one of those cheerleaders that everyone drools over at football games, but she didn't she was Brent's secretary. She performed her duties well enough, nothing special except her looks. Despite the conservative business wardrobe everyone looked her up and down like she was in a bikini.
Brent had noticed her on her first day and requested that she become his secretary when his previous one left to raise a family.
That she had money problems was evident. She had to have nice clothes for her job, she was single and lived alone in a not so cheap part of the city, and her salary was a pittance. Brent had the power to give her a raise, but he thought why can't we both get what we want? Let's see....


Brent walked to the door, opened it a crack and asked, "Debbie can you come in here I need to review my schedule for the rest of the week"

 

[nom_du_demimonde]

"Of course, Mister Clark," she said, and grabbed the folder with his schedule in it off the desk. She went into his office, stopping about a foot away from his desk. It seemed to be just the right distance for her to lean a little, but not too much. When she had started working for him, a few months ago, all she had heard about from the other secretaries was that it was all about her body, but he had never done or said anything inappropriate. After working downstairs with the marketing guys, it was a relief to be able to walk across a room without someone trying to cop a feel.

She set a copy of his schedule in front of him, and looked at the back up copy that was hers. She couldn't quite look him in the eye since last week, when she had somehow wound up telling him all about her money problems, and her stupid ex-boyfriend. He had seemed a bit stunned, when she had told him, but he hadn't said anything about it. She hoped that he had forgotten all about it, and put on her professional attitude.

"You have a ten o'clock teleconference with Singapore," she read down the list. "And there is a briefing upstairs at two. Your lunch broke his ankle playing golf and wants to reschedule for next week, so that gives you a window midday if you want me to try to set up a meeting with...." She paused to look at the back page, where the current critical situations were listed. "Actually, it doesn't look like there's anything pressing."

She glanced up at him and paused. The way he was looking at her, she wondered if he had heard a single word she said. It wasn't a crude look of lust, as much as an intensely thoughtful look. She blushed, unsure how to react to it.

 

[Blakes82snake]

He was only half listening to her. Once she stopped talking, Brent let a moment pass in silence before speaking."Debbie, you have been doing a good job these last few months. But if you want a raise you need to be great or excellent. For that kind of performance I can give you a substantial raise. So the question you have to ask yourself is," looking her up and down "are you willing to make the extra effort?" Brent leaned back in his chair awaiting her reaction.