Ralph stared at the letter in front of him 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.

Ralph stared in disbelief at the letter in front of him.  They’d really done it, they’d really pulled it off.  He sent an email out saying thank you, each employee on the team employed today would get a month’s salary per year of service rounded up as a thank you present.  Well none of them had been there very long anyway, this way he could feel good and not worry about those who hadn’t been able to stand the pace and had quit one way or another.

How on earth could he reward himself?  A vacation?  He looked at the pile of paper on his desk that had been growing over the last year and pulled out a sheet from the bottom of one of the piles.  It looked like a year old CV, he really ought to tidy it up.  Hell he’d hire an assistant, someone who could clear his desk, the side desks and the two meeting rooms they’d used as war rooms of clutter and file it all away.  He’d spread a little lightness into someone’s life, he picked up the phone.

Cathy answered sleepily, looking at the clock, who on earth was ringing at 7 am for god’s sake.  “Yes I’m still available.  Don’t move I’ll be there instantly.  What was the address again?”  She dug her husband in the ribs and motioned him to pass a pen to write down the address.  “A job interview dear husband, a real job interview.”  She pecked him on the nose “I’ll take the bike and let you know how I get on.”  Quickly she dressed picked up her cycle helmet and dashed off.

Ralph made himself a coffee in the tiny kitchen besides his office.  He was almost self-contained and had a bed in the next cubicle where he’d spent many a night during the hectic preceding weeks.  He wondered back into the office and idly glanced at the 4,832 unread emails that sat in waiting in his in-box together with the 3 priority emails he ought to go through.  She could clean up his in-box as well he thought as he answered the three emails in the priority queue.

There was a knock on the door and a head appeared.  “Mr. Williams?” “Come in, you must be...”  he looked round to find the CV, “Cathy?” he hazarded then looked as she put her cycle helmet down carefully.  “You aren’t a fanatical environmentalist are you?”  “No we let the car go six months ago.”  She said with a sigh, “I suspect the house will go next.”  Ralph steepled his fingers and looked thoughtfully at her.  A bit skinny, but she seemed to have the right sort of CV, she’d do he decided.  He caught her eye looking at the packet of opened European chocolate biscuits on his desk.  He passed them over.  “Fancy a coffee?”  She nodded, anxious about the interview.  He stepped over to the kitchen and slipped in a new cartridge to the machine and placed a mug under the spout.  It really was fool proof, well almost fool proof at least, once the service guy had been kind enough to show him where to empty out the old cartridges the second time he was called in he got on much better.

She eaten one biscuit but was eyeing the others.  He passed the mug across to her, “I put milk in there’s some sugar somewhere.”  “No I’m fine without.”  “We, I assume you’re married.  Is your husband working at the moment?”  “No he’s an engineer and got laid off when production was transferred to India.”  He pulled out a business card and scribbled on it.  “Get him to report to Ken at 7:30 in the morning, Ken needs a driver for the minivan.  I suppose we’d better pay you the same rate of pay to keep harmony in the household.”  Cathy held her breath, did this mean they both had a job?  Minimum wage perhaps?  “I’ll put you both on P-5 scale that’s the same as one of my mid range programmers, you’ll get the same benefits package as well, we don’t really have anything other than programmers to be honest.  Your husband’s job will be a temporary for a year whilst he finds himself something more suitable in his line.” He passed over the salary sheet so she could how much the pay was as she mentally booked a trip to the dentist.

She looked desperate for work and he felt a bit mean that the company was awash with cash whilst she obviously had none.  “We have some exercise equipment floating round somewhere for employee use if that’s of interest.  I think someone raised the matter of encouraging employees to exercise so if you think you can manage to attempt a five mile trip on a stationary exercise bicycle twice a week I’ll add in a $5 an hour bonus.  Is that acceptable?”  She thought about the maxed out credit card “Why yes, but what is it I’m supposed to be doing by the way?”  He pointed to the piles of paper scattered over the floor.  “I haven’t been quite as tidy as I should have been so the first task is a massive clean up one. I assume you can start today?”  His screen lit up announcing the day’s pizza menu.

“Oh god, I couldn’t face another pizza ever again.  Let’s go and have lunch at that rotating restaurant on the tower.”  Cathy looked horrified, “I’m not dressed for such a place.”  “Ok we’ll call it uniform and buy you some clothes first then add on $5 an hour for dress code.”  She dithered for a moment but then the credit card bill won and she smiled sweetly “Why not.”

They set off to the downtown Mall where the exclusive high end stores were.  Ralph steered her into one with a black widow corset in the window display.  Cathy looked at him, “Well you have to start on the inside and work out.”  He said innocently.  Cathy wasn’t quite so sure but glanced round and felt reassured that the underwear on display wasn’t too blatant.  An assistant came forward and asked if she could help.  Ralph pointed to a brightly coloured bra that was totally unsuitable for Cathy’s shape besides being the wrong colour for her, “Something along those lines.”  The assistant caught Cathy’s eyes rolling.  “We can certainly find something in that price range in madam’s size.”  She hustled Cathy off into the changing room as she followed she picked up one or two choice items on the way.  “Oh pick out half a dozen please.”  Ralph allowed himself to be initially distracted by a copy of Sports Illustrated swim suit issue.  Then he wondered around looking at various displays before ending up at the pantyhose and stocking display where he compared various stockings before carrying a selection of black silk stockings back to the counter.

Cathy and the assistant had found half dozen bras that met the assistant’s price guide and Cathy’s taste.  Cathy’s taste hadn’t been indulged in such high end products before.  “Do you need belts for these?”  The assistant asked looking at the stockings.  Cathy caught sight of a price tag on the stockings and was shocked, her clothes budget for the year was lying on the counter.  Cathy mouthed $10 not $5 to Ralph which he nodded agreement, then she nodded her head to the assistant who addressed Ralph.  “It’s cheaper to buy lingerie by the full set and of course we offer a 10% corporate discount.  I can arrange for it to be invoiced with just a part number by our sister company that specialises in industrial safety clothing.”  Ralph’s eyes lit up, he never could resist a bargain.  “Sounds good to me.”  Cathy found herself hustled back to the changing room and piles of matching everything was piled on chairs waiting for her to try it on.  “I don’t think he realised just how many things were in a set.”  “Oh don’t worry I’ll pack everything into two bags and send Beth out to him to soften him up.  Now do you know your stocking size?”  The assistant hurried back with some cheaper stockings.  “We’ll try these for size it doesn’t matter quite so much if they’re the wrong size.  You should be about a 10 long I think.”

When Cathy eventually left the changing room she had her finest most flattering set on under her work casual exterior.  Ralph was being flattered by the attention being given him by Beth which seemed to involve her bending forward to point something out and demonstrating just how dainty and effective her lace trimmed two cup sizes push up bra was.

Cathy was surprised at the dress store, Ralph left the choice completely up to her only saying mid thigh or shorter skirts might cause unnecessary gossip in the office, she would be permitted to choose three outfits and she wasn’t to skimp on the price although he did add a grey mid thigh pleated skirt and a simple white blouse to the pile as an exercise outfit.

Lunch was everything she’d ever dreamed of, the views were breathtaking, the food excellent, besides she didn’t have to do the dishes and any meal when she didn’t have to do the dishes was just perfect by Cathy.  Using her rusty hostessing skills she drew Ralph out about the company, its recent successful contract, how it was formed and its history.  Over coffee when Ralph pulled out his wallet to pay the bill he handed her half a dozen $100 bills saying it was a signing bonus and when she looked doubtful remaindered her it was four weeks until the end of the month and pay deposit time.  They arrived back to the office quite late in the afternoon and on returning Cathy found an envelope on her desk containing a cheque for roughly a month’s salary with a note saying it was her bonus.

She knocked on Ralph’s door.  “I seem to have received some sort of bonus cheque?”  “Good, they got them out quickly.  Everyone on the team employed today gets a month’s salary per year of service rounded up.  In your case one day got rounded up to a year hence a month’s salary and before you say you can’t accept it I seem to recall something about a house being next?”  “Thank you kind sir.”  She dipped a curtsey and slipped away before he had second thoughts.

Ralph sent her home in a cab so she could take all her shopping with her.  She entered and pirouetted before her husband.  “Like my new uniform then?”  She caught the glint in his eye.  “Don’t you dare take another step towards me.”  “But you’re wearing stockings I can tell by the ankles, you’ve never worn stockings before.”  Cathy dived in her bag and drew out the $100 bills, “My signing on money to keep us to the end of the month.”  Then she drew out the bonus cheque and passed it to him.  “My bonus cheque, I thought two months mortgage payments and the rest on the credit card?”  “Just how many men did you...”  “None at all, he was the perfect gentleman although I’d prefer to feel a bit more in control.  Oh and you have a new temporary job driving the minivan, starting tomorrow morning at 7:30 am.”  “Minimum wage?”  “No”  She scrabbled in her bag and pulled out the salary scale sheet.  “P-5 same as me.”  She passed him the sheet across.

He looked at her, “Perhaps you should sleep with him to stay on his good side?  But now my dear it’s my turn.”  “Let me at least get undressed and put on the $20 stockings first so you don’t crease anything.”  “Why bother with the expensive stockings?”  “The $20 dollar ones are the cheap ones I tried on first to get the right size.  The ones I’m wearing at the moment are much more expensive.”  He paused whilst she slipped out of her outfit and stood in her underwear switching her stockings.  “New underwear as well?”  “It’s all part of my uniform.”  “Did he approve?”  “He hasn’t seen it.  There now I’m all changed and we can see what effect stockings have on your libido.”   She wiggled her hips for effect then dashed up the stairs.

The next morning after coffee break Ralph mentioned it was time to see if Cathy could cycle five miles in under an hour on the stationary cycle.  “Two of my female programmers had their own tiny gym for privacy set up; it’s the last door on the right in my suite.”  Cathy changed into her gym outfit and followed Ralph into the gym where two stationary bicycles were set up.  “Take your choice.”  Ralph wondered over to the computer in the corner and started up a game of solitaire.

Cathy stared at the bicycles, one appeared to have a dildo attached to some sort of mechanism.  She tentively turned the pedal round and shuddered as the dildo rose through the seat then dropped down again, the other one then.  This one had a white dildo with wings that would be between her butt and one that rose at the front and she preferred not to even think about what it would cover.  She turned the pedal and was pleased to see it didn’t go up and down but was fixed to the saddle.  There was a sealed bottle of lubricant besides the bicycle and thinking she had agreed to this, of the bonus cheque and Don’s job she clambered aboard and started to pedal.

The first five minutes weren’t too bad.  It felt a bit odd with the white plastic dildo inside her but nothing she couldn’t handle.  She looked across at Ralph who had just finished his game.  Ralph hadn’t really noticed the dildo and with Cathy’s skirt nothing much could be seen.  “Full body workout” was the title on the icon so he clicked on it to see what it did.  There was a buzzing noise from below the saddle and when he looked at Cathy she was looking a bit pink faced and her rate of pedalling seemed to have slowed down.

Aboard the bike Cathy found the dildo was vibrating inside her and the wings were vibrating as well.  She managed to hold out for a further eleven minutes before a shuddering orgasm hit her.  Ralph was quite worried and stepped across to help her off the bike.  “Are you alright?”  “God yes, just hold me.” She gasped breathlessly before collapsing against him.  He scooped her up and carried her over to an armchair where he sat down with her in his lap.  She just snuggled against him “I’ll recover in a couple of minutes.”  He stroked her hair and enjoyed the feel of her breast against his chest.

“There’s something odd about those cycles isn’t there?  I remember at the time we ordered them the girls wanted something a special and insisted on ordering them themselves.”  “Are they still with you?”  “No they left to go to the west coast and get married, odd that I didn’t remember them mentioning any boyfriends.  In fact at the Christmas party they just danced together even the slow dances which when they were surrounded by 60 male unmarried programmers just seemed odd.  We ended up inviting the local librarians and all sorts of odd people to even the numbers up.  Still they were good programmers and they seemed to enjoy their work out on the bicycles each evening.”   Cathy had her own ideas about whom they had married.

He set her on her feet and walked across to inspect the bicycles.  “They look more like sex toys to me.”  “I think they are.”  “How intriguing, I must pay more attention to you during your exercise routine mustn’t I?”  Cathy looked at him, “You really didn’t know.”  “Never thought about it, I saw the girls had a glow about them when they left some nights, a bit like you were earlier.  You look very attractive by the way all glowy.  No I just thought I had some specialist equipment that wasn’t being used after the girls left and thought to make better use of existing resources.”  “So I’m excused them in the future?”  “No, no I’m not that noble.  I agreed to pay you an additional $5 an hour and you accepted, besides its rather enjoyable watching your attempts and you never know you might even manage to cover five miles in an hour one day with a bit of practise.  I think you managed just under a mile today.”

Cathy had a sinking feeling she was trapped.  The next day she glowered at him most of the day which Ralph seemed to find amusing but she took some comfort in the fact he was easily distracted when she crossed her legs.  Thursday arrived and Ralph glanced at his watch after coffee.  “Shall we adjourn to the gym?”  Cathy was determined that this time she wasn’t going to be the only one panting so she took off her clothes in the tiny changing room except for her garter belt, then she attached the $20 stockings rather than ruin a perfectly good silk pair.  She appreciated the dropped jaw reaction from Ralph.  “I thought I’d try the other bicycle today but unfortunately I forgot my sports bra so I thought that if you could just stand behind me and support my breasts that would work quite nicely.  Ralph swallowed and came to stand behind the stationary cycle.  Cathy took his hands and placed them so he was cupping and supporting her breasts.  She started to pedal, the pink plastic dildo worked its way gradually inside her they slid out again, after a few minutes she leaned forward pulling Ralph’s crotch against her buttocks.  Now it was getting more interesting she could feel his hardening prick against her butt, his fingers had crept up so her nipples were between two fingers.

She carried on pedalling feeling the dildo thrusting up into her and Ralph’s penis grounding between her buttocks, his fingers squeezing her nipples between them, and when she sensed his release she felt her own follow.  She clambered off the bicycle and guided him to the armchair and curled up on his lap once more.  She liked that part being held, and cuddled.

After lunch she came to a decision, she’d take him to Tiffany’s special shop.  Tiffany swore her sugar daddy was always more malleable when she dressed in an outfit from there.  “Tiffany mentioned a store you might be interested in.  If you aren’t too busy perhaps we could slip by this afternoon?”  Ralph shrugged it was either that or go through the emails Cathy had mentioned she wasn’t certain about, no brainer really.

Sirens had a narrow frontage, sharing itself with a card shop.  They stepped along the passageway until it widened at the rear.  There were two racks of tiny bikinis in front of a counter.  “May I be of assistance?”  The superior women behind the counter asked.  Cathy almost turned round and left but thought she’d mention Tiffany’s contact name first.  “Heidi?”  The assistant held back the curtain and let them pass through to climb the stairs.

At the top there was a large room that was equal in size to both stores below.  “Hi I’m Heidi how can I help?”  “Tiffany mentioned.”  “Of course now if you’d just like to leave your banker here, there are a few magazines for him to read, Power boats, aircraft, and the latest copy of Playboy, purely for the tourist trap reviews of course.”  Ralph was soon seated and mentally spending a few million dollars on an ocean going cruiser fully equipped with satellite Internet communications and sonar to hunt the fish.

Heidi looked Cathy over then picked up a few garments and led the way to the changing room.  “These should suit I think, at least with this style we don’t have to worry about the cup size.”  Cathy got undressed then dressed once more.  She really felt exposed but Tiffany had said Heidi knew what she was doing.  Heidi handed her a demure silk dress that clung a little to her body when she tried it on.  “Now shall we just step outside and see what he thinks.”  “How much?”  “Let’s see what he thinks first, with this French label the smaller they are the more expensive they are.  Ounce for ounce they’re worth their weight in gold.”

Heidi asked Ralph what he thought.  “Looks OK for the office I suppose.”  Cathy refrained from hitting him as he buried his nose back in the magazine.  “Come and stand behind her and take a look in the mirror.”  Heidi commanded.  Begrudgingly he got up and stood behind Cathy and looked over her shoulder at her reflection in the mirror.  Heidi took one of his hands and cupped Cathy’s breast.  “Just feel the quality of the material.”  Then she reached forward and undid the buttons that held the front together exposing Cathy’s underwear underneath.  Cathy felt a surge of power as she heard Ralph’s gasp.  “I’m so pleased you think it’s suitable for the office, Heidi has the same style available in navy and black as well as the white I’m wearing.  Perhaps a couple of these front opening dresses to cover them up?”  Ralph just held out his credit card.  “Corporate discount, itemised by part number, invoiced under our sister company Worksafe?”  Ralph just nodded, he’d always thought himself broad minded but he’d never even dreamt that bras could be quite so low cut or that anyone would think about creating panties with a slit up the front framed with lace not that the panties were more than a wisp of lace anyway, as for the lacy garter belt and stockings he shuddered at the memory.

Ralph found Friday a very long day, practically every time he looked at Cathy his eyes were drawn to the two hard bumps on her chest.  Cathy wasn’t helping, every time she had her back to him she’d give her nipples a pinch to keep them hard.

Monday she was in early and tided the office up before heading to the tiny gym.  She mulled briefly before mounting the cycle with the chain driven plastic dildo on the grounds that she had more control over it and the last thing she wanted was to orgasm before she was ready.  She pedalled steadily until she could feel her body melting inside then she had to force herself off the cycle to resisting temptation.  Flushed she made Ralph a coffee and waited for him to arrive.

Ralph was late he’d heard about the projected road works on the local FM radio so like everyone else he’d taken a detour only to find congestion and multiple accidents on the way into work. Then to cap it all he’d had a conversation in the elevator and found out that the projected road works were only happening at night so not to interrupt the traffic flow.  Ralph was not happy to say the least.

Cathy gave him a few soothing strokes on his neck and shoulders to calm him down and fed him his cup of coffee.  “You look tense so why don’t you lie down and I’ll give you a massage?”  She followed him through to his cubicle with a bed and asked him to start by stretching out his hands over his head.  The Velcro straps were slipped over his wrists instantly.  “Now your safe word is stop but I don’t really think you’ll want to use it.”  She unbutton his shirt and ran her fingers over his chest circling downwards.  She paused at his belt then changed her mind and took his shoes and socks off next.  She nibbled his toes and Ralph cried it tickled.  Then his slacks followed by his under garment came off and she stroked his testicles and hardening rod.  “Now remember your stop word.” She teased before mounting the bed placing one knee either side of him.  “I used the gym first thing this morning all by myself.”  Ralph’s eyes opened even wider if that were possible.  “So guess how moist and lubricated I am.”  She nudged her slit against his hardness.  “You can feel how lubricated I am.”  She wiggled her hips slowly, tantalisingly above him.  “Now shall we talk about other related duties and bonus payments?”