Thank you for coming to see me this morning by Karen Blayne

Oh by the way red tape first.

Be warned these short stories contain mature content or naughty bits and as such may corrupt you if you’re under 12, 16, 18, 21 or 25 depending where you live thus they are not suitable for you so put them back on the shelf and let them age for a year or two.

They were sort of scribbled for fun. They were first posted on asstr.org. If you’ve paid money for this book just be aware the author has not received any payment. In fact no one has permission to charge money for this book and copyright is retained by the author.

Thank you for coming to see me this morning. Now as you may know the company was taken over two months ago and a certain amount of realignment and reorganisation is taking place.” Yes but my bit was very profitable so what. “As part of this we’ve redrawn the organisation chart and your position number is not currently on the chart.” “You mean I’m fired?” “We prefer the term involuntary termination, there is a redundancy package of a year’s salary and a gift certificate of two years retraining at the local college. We also have trained councillors available to assist you through this difficult period.” He handed me a package. The bloody creep, I happened to have a degree in Mechanical Engineering so a retraining course for typing wasn’t going to do me any good and as for his trained councillors he could stuff them. “My projects?” “They’ve been transferred off shore.”

I got up and walked slowly to the door trying to keep my dignity in front of the smarmy bastard. Outside George was waiting. I liked George and used to greet him each morning as I entered the building. “I’ve gathered your coffee mug up and a few things from your office so I suggest we go and have a coffee round the corner.” I looked at him, “You’re here to see me off the premises aren’t you?” “Yes Miss, I thought you’d prefer it was me than a stranger.” “Thank you George.” He guided me to a quiet café and we sat down at the back. “If it’s any consolation I’ve seen these things before and I assure you the hatchet man invariably gets fired after doing the deed.” I smiled up at him “Thanks George I needed that.”

“The important thing is to do something work wise not just sit in a state of shock until the money runs out.” “Yes but a lot of the local engineering firms are cutting back at the moment, production is moving to China, how much do I owe you for the coffee?” “Don’t worry about it I’ll submit an expense chitty in and bill the company calling it counselling. Now will there be a slice of chocolate cake with that?” His eyes twinkled, and I smiled.

Later at home I stretched out in my room. Thank heaven I hadn’t signed the lease on my new apartment, mom and dad would put up with me a little longer.

“Morgan you have to help me otherwise he’ll bankrupt the company and I’ll lose my job and I’d hate that after all the hard work I spent on my knees doing work experience there.” Jess pleaded with me. Jess was the ultimate dumb blonde who I’d tutored to help her reading skills. She was very attractive with the perfect body and face but there just wasn’t a lot inside. She’d been trying to make out a joke on a lollipop stick and was having trouble with it when I first met her, a teenager who had difficulty reading since she didn’t think it was important. We’d gone to the library and borrowed some basic children’s books and to motivate her I’d given her a tax form and told her she’d get fined if she didn’t fill it in. “What would you have me do?” “Well could you sort of pretend to be a replacement for Crystal for a week or two and look at the books and that sort of stuff? It doesn’t pay much but it would give you a chance to check it out. It really doesn’t feel right at the moment.” Jess was into fashion, and feelings all the sort of thing that I’m not. “Fine I’m at a loose end until I get some replies back from my applications.” “Great.” “Jess why were you on your knees during your work experience there?” “Blowing the boss of course, now about your wardrobe could you drop by my place first on Monday morning so you’d look a bit less obvious?” I looked down at what I was wearing “I thought I looked office professional.” “Yeah but he doesn’t have the money for office professional just office skimpy. I’ll sort you out something Monday morning.” And with that she was gone whilst I worked out what she meant by blowing the boss and felt myself blushing.

Monday morning and Jess looked at me critically. “It would be better if we dyed your hair blonde but left the roots dark but you’ll do.” I looked at myself in the mirror and thought oh well let’s see how the other half lives. I thrust my flats in a pink shoulder bag that Jess tossed at me and tottered out on four inch heels ready to become Morg for Morgan would never do. The skimpy top was too tight, as was the mid thigh split skirt with hold ups underneath to add interest as Jess put it. I had my fingers crossed that the seams would hold. My hair had been rebrushed into a teenager’s attempt at an elaborate hairstyle that had gone horribly wrong.

I wobbled into the office and Jess messed around with paper cups, instant coffee and powdered milk. “Saves washing up.” She exclaimed cheerfully. I spooned in two sugars to make it drinkable.

“Hi Joe.” She greeted the boss when he came in and looked at me suspiciously. “This is Morg, she’s taking over from Crystal.” “Has Crystal left then?” “Yeah she’s got a job in hairdressers, drink your coffee it’s freshly made.” And with that she knelt down before him and proceeded to give him a blow job indicating with her eyes I should rub his neck and shoulders at the same time.

“I suppose I should ask you about your experience.” Jess looked up from her blow job “Oh she’s got lots, and she knows all about computers.” then went back to slurping his ego. “Oh good then you can show me how to sort my pictures by category and play my Penthouse DVDs on my computer.” I suddenly had an insight as to exactly what his pictures would be of. I set Joe up watching big boobs on his computer monitor and got Jess to show me the rest of the office and workshop. My first glance at the books showed me that Jess’s hunch was right there was virtually no money in the bank account and sales were well down from the previous years.

I glanced round recognising many of the machines in the workshop before Jess introduced me to Sam. “Are you the entire workforce?” I asked “Just about, Joe’s third generation family and not really into running the family firm. The younger staff all left a year ago when his dad died, Brian retired six months ago and the wife’s on at me to find something with a pension but it’s not easy at sixty to find another job. Mind you in our hay day I’d have half a dozen apprentices here as well as the regular staff.” He had a tray of parts he was milling, simple repetitive work that really should have been automated. I looked again in the corner was a CNC machine “Wouldn’t it be easier to use the CNC?” “Well yes if we knew how to. Joe’s dad brought it just before he died and we had no one to program it.” But I knew how to program a robot if not a CNC machine, as part of my degree we’d done a robotics course using Microsoft Robotics software and it supported a number of different robots. With Sam’s help I could set one up to do repetitive tasks all night which would boost productivity. I looked at the price we were getting for the parts that Sam was making, with a 90 day term on the order we could just about pay for the robot with the extra money we’d make by running the machinery overnight. I got the details and filled in an order form. “Jess can you get Joe to sign this for me?” “No prob, so can you save my job?” “Maybe.” Joe would sign anything Jess put in front of him provided he got a Blow Job at the same time.

Two days later he went ballistic when he saw the large empty crate by the door. “How much did it cost? Who ordered it.” Jess told him how much it cost and showed him the photocopy of the order he’d signed. “We’re bankrupt you stupid cows we haven’t got that much money. I got offered 10,000 for the company last week but I won’t even get that now.” I grew tired of his ranting and pulling my cheque book out wrote a cheque for 10 grand and gave it to him. “Is this a joke?” “No the cheque is good and you can have the balance in the bank account.” We went down to the bank and Joe took his money and signed everything over to me. My God I was now the owner of Dunthorpe Engineering what had I done?

We returned to the work shop and I looked round to take stock. “Are we going to send out the letters this month?” “Letters?” “Before Crystal came Mrs. Walker used to do something with the computer then it would print out lots of things which we shoved in envelopes and mailed out. Crystal couldn’t figure out the end of the month stuff which is why she left to become a hair dresser before Joe worked out she couldn’t do it.” End of month, invoices maybe, I powered up the office computer and dug through the software. The last invoice run was three months ago. I clicked the mouse and the printer started up, soon Jess and I were stuffing envelopes with invoices. Well when the million came in it would make a difference to our cash flow, had Joe really not known what he was doing? “Jess tell me about Crystal?” “Well she had long legs and came looking for a job so Joe fired Mrs. Walker who used to do the books and gave the job to Crystal.” I wrote to Ms. Walker and offered her her old job back at an increase in salary.

“Jess where could we find half a dozen engineering apprentices?” “You mean real ones or would like to be ones?” “Would like to be ones.” “Swots you mean?” I thought about this, “Yes, could find me some?” “Yeah like no prob, give me half an hour.”

I wondered out to see how Sam was getting on and to tell him I was the new owner. That at least seemed to cheer him up. He was pottering around with one of the other machines “I thought I’d clean this one up seeing as the little robot seems to be happy running the mill. That way I can start on the next order.”

“Yeah straight up, it’s a real job with training, no not work experience or a scheme, no it’s not an internship, and it pays real money.” She put the phone down “They don’t believe me but they’re coming anyway.”

I rang the training board, “I’ve half a dozen would be apprentices what do I need to do?” “We don’t know of any vacancies at the moment but we can add the names to our list.” “No Dunthorpe Engineering I’m looking to hire half a dozen.” “I’ve a list of two hundred hopefuls.” “I have some coming for interview if I have any vacancies after that I’ll let you know.” “Well the college needs a minimum of a dozen for the course, I can rely on the city for two, I’ll have to dig round and see if anyone else would sponsor a few.” There was a hesitation “Although I do have two who are very good academically, and the training board might have access to some special funds for them would you like to interview them for me?” Well two more would be closer to the magic dozen and an interview would cost nothing. “How quickly can they get here?” “I’ll call them right now.” I wondered why the hesitation, and hoped they weren’t in wheelchairs. I called the college, yes the gift certificate would be honoured for its full value for any number of students doing anything including one day a week apprenticeship courses. It gave me a sense of satisfaction to know that smarmy’s gift certificate would be used in full.

I left Jess in charge of the office and walked down to the local coffee bar and brought a pound of decent coffee, a dozen mugs and a jug. When I returned the office was crammed with teenage girls clutching C.V.s “I got you the cream of the school.” Remarked Jess as I glanced through the C.V.s academically they were all fine but female engineering apprentices? Well I had a degree in Mechanical Engineering so why not. The door knocked and in walked an Asian and a West Indian girl. “The training board rang and said to come here immediately.” I looked through their C.V.s as well. I counted up the number of girls in the office ten oh dear looks like I’d have to choose and I’m never any good at rejecting people. “Jess I thought I asked for half a dozen?” “Well yes but Erin and Jasmine do everything together and Heather brought Lisa along.” “Put the kettle on but don’t make any coffee yet.”

I entered the workshop, how many apprentices could Sam cope with? “Sam could you handle ten apprentices?” “In my younger days but not now.” Jess poked her head through the door. “Are we on?” Sam’s a bit reluctant. Jess stepped through the door and called over her shoulder “Guys come meet Sam.” The girls trooped in behind. Sam looked across at me with disbelief on his face “All girls?” I nodded. Jess knelt before Sam and started to undo his overalls and then blew him. I was so embarrassed but two of the girls stepped over and kissed Sam on the lips running their hands over his body at the same time. Hirni managed to look both interested and terribly embarrassed at the same time.

I needed Sam but how to get both him and his wife on side? “Sam did I mention the new pension scheme, 10% from the employee and 20% from me, and existing employees can buy back service on the same terms.” I let him think for a moment or two.

“So how many Sam? Do we have enough equipment for them all?” Vicki the West Indian sent down by the training board strolled across and took him in hand for a hand job. “All of us Sam?” as she squeezed her fingers round him. Sam eventually nodded. “They get sent off to college one day a week but are there any retirees we could ask to come in part time to give us a hand with the training?” Sam brightened and I left him to introduce the girls to the machinery and safety rules.

“Jess are you OK with giving blow jobs to Joe and Sam?” “Well I don’t do it for everyone I mean a girl has to have standards but it was the only way Joe was going to give me a job and I couldn’t let the others down could I? I’m just making the most of what I’ve got. Besides giving the boss oral sex gets me status on the street.” Well yes whatever works I suppose. “Let’s go and talk to the guys we’re doing the milling for and see if they can accept their order before the agreed date.” I wasn’t dressed office professional but when we arrived Jess managed to talk someone into letting us see the foreman and his boss.

“Yes that would be helpful to us to have an early delivery.” Jess sensed a but, “But?” she remarked “We have some more urgent work we’d like done but it’s currently in a CAD format suitable for a CNC machine.” Well it would do to test our CNC machine, “May I have a sample file?” The foreman was dispatched for a USB stick. “You look a little young to have taken over Dunthorpe’s.” “It was a sort of accident really, Joe got upset at a change I’d introduced and it ended up with me buying him out.” “And the change?” “Just a different way of working that means we can produce your parts faster.” “Pricing?” “I think at the moment we can hold our prices.” “Well that’s a relief, the Chinese used to be 50% cheaper but recently they’ve upped the price so they’re only 15% at the moment.” “Yes but with us you don’t have to wait six weeks for delivery nor order a full container at a time.” He looked thoughtful and I thought the Chinese pricing information was a useful snippet of information, I’d read that the economy was slowly picking up again so it looked like I’d bought at the right time.

I plugged the USB stick into the lap top and the CNC machine into another socket. A mouse click and the machine started to whirl. Eight minutes later we had a well I still don’t know what it was. I took it back to the foreman and he seemed very pleased with it but would let us know when he’d run it through quality control. It seemed to me that CNC stuff was the way of the future so we’d better hire someone who knew CAD software.

The next day over coffee, I’d finally taught Jess how to make a reasonable pot, we were larking around and I was getting to know the girls when Susanna, a long legged blonde came in a little late and held up a broken pencil stub. “I trod on it by mistake, may I have a new one?” Sam looked down his nose “You need a bit more discipline. In my young day at school you’d have been spanked for that.” “Quite right too, come and bend over my lap young lady.” I said trying to keep a straight face but lapsing into giggles with the rest of them. Susanna went along with the gag and just before I was about to lightly tap her on her bum with my fingers Jess dashed across. “To do it properly you need to pull her knickers down.” And she flipped Susanna’s tiny pleated skirt up and pulled her tiny sheer briefs half way down her thighs. I think she only did it to embarrass both Susanna and myself, but it certainly caught Sam’s interest. I very lightly tapped her bare bottom with a finger once and sternly told her “Be more careful next time.” After which we all had a big laugh and I sent them back to work.

The next few days went by in a blur as the word got out that we had spare capacity. Mrs. Walker was worth her weight in gold, ringing up old clients and soliciting orders. I’d heard of CRM software but Mrs. Walker held it all in her head plus a shoe box full of filing cards with notes scribbled all over them. All in all we were doing quite well when Mrs. Walker heard a whisper that the local college was having a careers evening so I decided to attend and see if we could find someone who knew some CAD, Jess thought we ought to invite the girls too.

So we had a table with hand drawn sign saying “Dunthorpe Engineering needs You” underneath “We need a CAD person”. Erin and Jasmine were the artists with lots of branches, leaves and other twirls around the text. We had a whatever it was that the CNC machine had produced as an example of our work sitting proudly in the middle of the table.

I talked to the first three or four students who arrived but when they found out we didn’t have a specialist CAD department with a clear career progression they drifted off to other desks. Another victim, oops possible new recruit, walked towards us wearing a shirt, tie and jacket he looked quiet, shy and respectable. Suzanne nudged me “I fancy this guy coming up he’s so cute I can do the sales pitch?” I turned to Jess and she nodded, we’d go with Jess’s feelings then, I stepped back a little. Suzanne smoothed her dress down so it was its full two inches below her crotch and stepped forward placing her hand on his arm and cast her big blue eyes at him “We’re looking for someone to create files for our machines in a CAD program.” She moved closer and ran her fingers up his lapel and it seemed to me that her lips were practically hovering over his as she spoke, I was certain every breath she made would be having maximum effect. “We thought the company might go bankrupt a month ago but we have a new owner now, the brunette stood behind me, who has no experience what so ever in running a company. You’d be the only person working in the CAD area so there is absolutely no prospect of promotion, it’s a totally dead end job but come and meet the crew.” She led him to one side of our table and introduced first Jess who slowly kissed him thoroughly on the lips then the other apprentices who followed suit one at a time. I was pleased to see he didn’t differentiate between the different girls.

Hirni scurried over to me afterwards, “I can’t believe I did that. It’s so different working with the other girls, eight of us got together and we’re renting an older five bed roomed house. I have my own room now, there’s so much more freedom.” She confided in me. Susanna continued her sales pitch, “There’s practically no air conditioning in the workshop so you can imagine what it will be like in summer with ten female apprentices trying to cope with the heat by wearing as little as possible. It’s positively straight out of Charles Dicken’s Victorian novels. Do you know I got spanked on my bare bottom just for breaking a pencil.” The girls seemed to be closely clustered around him now to protect him from prying eyes, I glanced down and noticed Susanna was gently groping him. “and of course the pay is so bad we’ve had to gang together to rent a house, we desperately need one more to share the rent. Of course you’d have to share a room with me as well, and since my aunt bought me a double bed there isn’t room for a second bed.” I didn’t catch his reply but he was looking very flushed. Susanna led him by the hand and brought him across to me. “This is Tyler, he’s interested in working for us even though I explained to him all about the drawbacks.” I smiled at him “Hi Tyler, are you quite sure?” “I was under the impression I didn’t have much choice.” “True, but she hasn’t even mentioned the fact that there is a pension plan so we take a contribution out of the pittance we pay you so there’ll be even less to live on and of course you realise as part of your other related duties that you’ll be responsible for setting the dress code, morals and discipline amongst the apprentices. For example I think Susanna’s dresses are a bit long and dowdy.” Susanna gave me a look of surprise. “But since you’ll be setting the dress code you can decide just how short she should wear her skirts and dresses. As Susanna says normally I just spank their bare bottoms but I leave the precise punishment up to you.” Susanna’s eyes opened wide with horror and Tyler’s eyes twinkled as he smiled his appreciation. “Lime green fishnet stockings?” “It’s entirely up to you, but the girls may try to influence you. I’ll even let you do the vacation rota as well. Four weeks’ vacation to start by the way.” And I named a rate of pay that was above the average being offered. Well the cost of finding someone who would fit in as Tyler promised to do outweighed the extra cost in pay.

Jess stood beside me “You know it’s going to ruin my street cred once it gets out I’m only blowing Sam and not the boss.” “Well we wouldn’t want that to happen now would we, as a special concession I’ll allow you to get down on your knees and use your tongue to give satisfaction to the boss.” Jess looked at me for a moment while she worked out what I’d said. “My God I bet no one else can say they have to do that to keep their job, awesome!”