Confession: They Wanted To Fire Me

I never was a very good legal secretary.

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Between you and me, I never was a good secretary. The partners always wanted me to file documents, prepare briefs, take calls and arrange settlements. It was far more work than I’d anticipated and frankly I never was much for the details.

I’ve always skated by on a nominal effort. Most of my employers hired me for eye candy to bring in more customers. It was my job to smile and flirt at the counter and bring in as many people as I could.

That was what I was good at.

When I saw the job ad for Premier Partners, I’d skimmed over it until I saw the pay. It was twice what I was making and the hours didn’t seem half bad.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have the work ethic the partners were looking for. I made it a week before I was called to a meeting with the partners.

Mr. Andrews and Mr. Greer. They were in their late fifties. A smattering of grey hair making its appearance. Andrews had a beard, but Greer was clean shaven.

Neither of them looked impressed.

“Mona,” Andrews began. “I’ll make this brief. Your work ethic is awful, your knowledge of the law is underwhelming and your contribution to the firm has been lacking.”

I nodded slowly. It was never fun to hear a list of your shortcomings, but frankly I was surprised I’d lasted this long. The only problem was I needed the money. My husband and I had just started renting a new place in the city. The rent was triple our old place and I needed my job if we were to have any chance of making it work.

“I understand. I can do better,” I stammered. “Just give me a chance to prove myself.”

Greer laughed. “I think we both know your heart isn’t in it. Frankly you only lasted this long because you’re a very pleasant distraction.”

“But, I need the money,” I whispered.

“We figured,” Andrews replied. “You might be lazy, but you aren’t dumb. You knew you weren’t cut out for this when you signed up. So we’re relieving you of your position in the secretarial pool.”

“What does that mean,” my hands shook a little. I was about to be fired. I could feel it.

Greer slid a piece of paper across the desk.

“So we can let you go, or we can have you assigned to a new permanent position on our staff. One we think would more suit your particular skill set.”

I glanced down at the page.

Across the top it had Partner’s Free-Use Pet.

I’d heard of Free use. So, everything beneath it didn’t come as much of a surprise.

My body was theirs to use at their beck and call. They would select my work attire and I would be free to do anything else I pleased in between meeting their needs.

When I saw the salary, my eyes almost rolled out of my head. It was a fifty percent raise. We both knew what that meant. They were buying a fuck toy.

But was I for sale?

I looked at my bosses. Their hungry eyes already undressing me.

“But I’m married.” It was all the weak protest I could manage.

“I can’t tell you how little we care,” Greer answered as he leaned over the desk and placed a pen on the one-page contract. “What you tell your husband is up to you.”

“You sign that, and we pay you your first month’s salary in advance,” Andrews flashed me a smile. “And we celebrate our new arrangement.”

I looked at both partners. I could see the hunger in their eyes.

“And I don’t have to file anything?” I asked.

“No filing. No phone calls. No responsibilities. As long as you’re available when we want you, we don’t care what you do with the balance of your day. Sit on social media, call your husband, we don’t care.”

“As long as you’re available when we want you,” Greer chuckled.

They were going to pay me to misbehave in the office? They were both handsome enough. I could certainly think about worse ways to spend my day. I was going to have to make sure my hubby never stopped by the office.

I reached for the pen, but Greer placed his hand on mine.

“To be clear, we’re going to need you to be a very naughty girl, Mona.”

I shrugged as I took the pen and scrawled my name on the dotted line. “I’m surprised it’s taken you both this long to make a play for my panties. So, who’s first?”

They both rose to their feet. I could tell from their bulges that they were already dying to put my other skills to good use. Andrews lifted me onto the table and pressed me back against the cold timber.

Greer grabbed me from the other side of the table and made sure my head was dangling off his side of the table.

Unzipping his fly, his smile widened. “I’m going to enjoy this immensely.”

I licked my lips as he thrust his eight-inch cock right into my mouth.

They didn’t mess around. Andrews pushed my skirt up to my waist and yanked off my thong. Tucking it in his shirt pocket he slid two fingers inside me.

I tried to groan but Greer’s weapon muffled everything.

Andrews withdrew his fingers and soon something much larger took their place. He worked it up and down my soaked slit. Why was I so wet? These men were decades older than me.

Maybe it was the power they wielded. Or perhaps it was just that they clearly wanted me and weren’t afraid to take what they wanted.

Andrews thrust into me and soon I was impaled by both partners. Their thrusts working against each other as they took me from both ends. Each time Andrews hammered into my soaked sex, it drove Greer’s thick weapon further into my throat.

I focused my efforts on trying to please them both, but I wasn’t used to this much man, let alone two. Greer attacked my blouse, pulling it open and lifting my breasts out of my bra.

“Look at the tits on her,” Greer grunted as I sucked him as diligently as I could. He took one in each hand, groping me as he used my eager mouth. His fingers squeezed my already hard nipples and it was too much.

My back arched as I came on the desk, hard.

“That’s our good little slut,” Andrews chuckled as he thrust a little harder.

My orgasm rolled through me. The first of many I imagined I would have in my new role.

Greer didn’t bother warning me as his thick cock jerked. The first wad went right down my throat, before the cheeky ass pulled out and shot the rest of it across my chin and tits.

“I thought you’d be perfect in this role,” Greer gloated.

“If you enjoyed her mouth, you should try this soaked cunt,” Andrews laughed. “She’s so tight, either the hubby has never consummated their marriage or he’s hung like a baby carrot.”

“Hey,” I protested, as I went to sit up.

“Not so fast,” Greer replied, mauling my tits as he glazed them with his seed.

“Not to worry,” Andrews grin turned sly. “I’ll make sure you don’t go without.”

Before I realized what he meant, he buried himself deep inside me and shot his burning hot load inside my pussy.

“Take the rest of the afternoon off, Mona. We’ll see you bright and early in the morning,” Andrews said as he pulled out of me.

“Whatever you say, boss,” I whispered as I lay back against the cool timber of his desk. This arrangement was going to suit me just fine.

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