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Caught Stealing

Tommy Tompson was in the office on this sunny Saturday. He'd rather be out playing golf. He wasn't though. It was close to ten and Tommy had been there since seven. He was just finishing up when he heard the front door open. He got up from his desk and looked out into the front office. Janice Jackson was moving through the office furniture. She entered the supply closet and stayed there for almost two minutes. Tommy timed her with his watch. Now she was coming out of the closet. Tommy stepped out into the front office. "And just what do you think you're doing, Miss Jackson ?" Tommy called across the office. Janice froze. She had taken two reams of paper and a handful of pens from the supply closet. She recognized the voice. It was Mister Tompson. "You put the stuff you stole back into the supply closet and come to my office." Tommy turned and entered his office. It was almost a minute before Janice knocked at his door. He made her wait a few moments before telling her to enter. "And close the door behind you." She did after entering and stood about three feet from his desk, looking at her feet. She was a short and pudgy young lady, wearing jeans and a "T" shirt with some tennis shoes. Tommy remembered her being in her early twenties. "So, do you like working here ?" Tommy asked her. She nodded her head and whispered. "I'm sorry." Tommy wanted more. "Good to hear. But I'll need more if you want to be at your desk Monday morning." She was still looking at the floor. "Why don't ...

... you start getting undressed." He felt a surge of power over her and his cock started to strengthen in his slacks. Janice looked up at him, eyes wide. He couldn't mean it but was staring right into her eyes, looking like he did mean it. "Come on. Don't make me wait. You want to work here ? Strip, honey." He stood behind his desk. Janice moved her hands to her waist and began to open her jeans. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. She needed this job. And her boyfriend needed her to have this job as he'd lost his three months ago. That's why she was ripping off the pens and paper. Janice had her jeans open and was pushing them down over her hips. Her under panties were coming down with her jeans. She wanted to cover her crotch as she was shaved. She bent to pull her jeans down to her ankles and then kicked them off. She was naked below the waist with her "T" shirt just covering her crotch. "Come on get the "T" shirt off." His hardon was starting to show in his slacks. "Get it off !" Janice ripped her "T" shirt off over her head and was now just in her bra and sandals. Her mons was plump with her nether lips right there, squashed together. He was staring at her crotch. "Get the bra off, slut." She reached behind her and it was coming down her arms. Her nipples were erect on handfuls of breast meat. Her belly button was a deep indentation in her belly. She was looking at the floor again, her dark hair now falling down on her tits. Tommy came out from behind the desk. ...