Brad hung up the phone and rubbed his eyes. His tie hung loose from his collar and he sighed in exasperation. “Let me guess,” he said, “you found the error in the profits report.”
“Yes. You already know?” Kate said softly.
“Of course I know. I know everything that goes on in this fucking office.”
“So I guess that means we’re working overtime tonight.”
“No, we can’t. The profits on that report are too high. We didn’t make that much money last quarter. We can’t afford to pay everyone overtime.”
“So what are we going to do?”
“You and I are going to stay. We’ll do it ourselves. It shouldn’t take more than three hours.”
Kate nodded and went back to her desk. As everyone left, she gathered all of her files to prepare for the three hour project. It was eerily quiet without phones ringing constantly and the humming of copiers every five minutes. Most of the lights had been shut off except for Brad’s office, and it seemed very dark.
The time passed slowly but gradually they made progress. Brad’s shirt was untucked as he paced back and forth and read numbers to Kate, who punched them into a calculator. “Okay, as long as those numbers work out, all we have to do is print the new report,” Brad said as he sat down at his desk, “I’m sorry to keep you late, I know you probably had plans.”
Kate finished her calculations, then looked up at Brad, “Oh no. I had a busy weekend, so I was just going to stay in tonight.”
“Oh yeah. What did you do?”
Kate waved her hand casually and smiled, “Oh, it was nothing too exciting, just busy,” she said.
“Tell me. I know I come across as a hard ass, but that’s only because this job is so demanding. I’m really a nice guy, I promise.”
Kate put her papers down and relaxed a little, “It was my birthday. I turned forty,” she said.
“Forty! Really? I would have never guessed you were older than thirty.”
“Oh thanks. I went out with a friend. We had a good time.”
“Where did you go?”
Kate laughed a little and her face turned red, “Oh, I probably shouldn’t say. It’s a little inappropriate for work.”
“Tell me. It’s just us. I can keep a secret.”
Kate smiled before reluctantly answering, “I went to Pink.”
“Whoa! The strip club? I’ve been there a few times. It’s fun. I didn’t know you where interested in women.”
“Oh no, I’m not, but you know, I was interested in experimenting. I don’t have a lot of sexual experience and my friend Ashley came over and we started talking about sex, then suddenly I was on top of her… oh my. I should stop talking.”
“That’s okay,” Brad said, “let’s just finish here.”
“Okay,” Kate agreed, “I have a little bit of a headache, do you have any aspirin?”
Brad grinned a little and reached into his desk. He handed her a small white bottle, “take only one, they’re powerful,” he said.
Kate dumped one of the small white pills into the palm of her hand and tossed it into her mouth. She continued about her work quietly. She finished crunching the numbers and everything seemed to turn out fine, except for the ticking she started to hear.
“What is that?” she asked.
“I guess it’s working,” Brad said.
“What are you talking about?” Kate asked, but Brad didn’t have to answer. The ticking was from Brad’s watch and grew louder with each passing second. Suddenly Kate was hypersensitive to everything. She could hear the scratching of the pencil that Brad used to sign his name. She rubbed her hands on her arm and felt the friction of the microscopic hairs. Something was different and it made everything seem pleasurable. She placed her hand on her breasts and massaged them and the feeling was sensational, like she was masturbating by rubbing her breasts. Brad leaned back in his chair and watched her with his hand down his pants. “What did you give me?” she asked, and the words echoed in her head.
“Just a home remedy,” he said.
It was hot in the room and tiny drops of sweat formed on Kate’s body and rolled down her chest tickling her as they ended at her stomach. She unbuttoned her top and removed her bra. “Oh yeah baby, show me your tits,” Brad said and Kate did what he said and allowed her top to slide off her shoulders. There was no explaining why she didn’t object to his demand, but for some reason, the drug didn’t allow her to say no. “Now rub your pussy a little, but don‘t get carried away, I don’t want you to cum until my dick is inside of you,” he said.
Kate put her hand down her skirt and rubbed herself. The friction from her panties felt nice on her clit and soon she was wet.
“I have a confession, Kate,” Brad said, “That error you found wasn’t a mistake. That report you worked on all day was a bogus report. I made it up so you would stay.”
“Why?” Kate said, the word leaving her mouth slowly as though it was a full sentence.
“I was at Pink this weekend. I saw you playing with yourself. I had to fuck you. Don’t worry about the drug, you’ll enjoy it more this way.”
“Then do it. Fuck me.” Kate said.
The two of them stood up. Brad grabbed her by the shoulders and sucked her nipples. Kate felt light as air and was helpless as Brad gripped her by the arms. She wasn’t going anywhere.
“I have a special talent I want to show you,” Brad said.
He took a step back and removed his shirt and then unbuckled his pants. They dropped to the floor, and Kate couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
“That can’t be real,” she said with her mouth agape.
There was nothing striking about the size of his dick, it wasn’t any larger than John’s dick, but right above it, standing erect, was a second dick. If every man had a subtraction sign, Brad had an equals sign. “Oh it’s real. Touch it,” Brad said.
Kate reached down and grabbed the one on top with her right hand, then used her left and grabbed the one below it. “Oh my god,” she said, “I thought it was just the drugs.”
She stroked them until they were nice and hard and ready to fuck. Brad knocked the files off the desk with his arm. He forced Kate to bend over the desk then lifted her skirt and pulled off her panties. “Open your mouth,” he said. Kate did so, wondering what he had planned. He balled her red panties and shoved them into her mouth. “Not a word. Just nod your head yes or no,” he said.
She understood immediately and nodded yes. Her pussy was dripping wet and she felt it run down her leg. Brad touched it with his fingers and Kate moaned through the panties. “You like that don’t you?” Brad asked.
Kate nodded yes and closed her eyes.
He picked up his tie off the floor and tied Kate’s hands behind her back. She let this happen without hesitation.
“Have you ever had anything shoved up your ass?” he asked.
Kate opened her eyes and turned to look at Brad. She shook her head no in both response and rejection, but Brad didn’t care. He licked his finger, then slowly inserted it in her asshole. She moaned in discomfort at first, but once his finger was all the way in, she relaxed. Brad rubbed her pussy with his other hand, and Kate realized the anal penetration made her pussy even more excited.