Chapter 7: Contractual Obligations

Bernadette read over the three pages of the contract and committed it to memory. She quickly put on the clothes that Blackwell had lent her. The blouse was very tight, but manageable and somewhat acceptable for work. There was only an hour left in her workday and if she timed it right she could minimize that to less than thirty minutes. She felt like Blackwell was an ally, but after her performance, she was no longer worried about her job, or the potential with the company. She wanted to think about both opportunities because they both had repercussions, regardless of her status at the company.

She was about to leave when Blackwell suddenly opened the door and explained, “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I was just informed that Mr. Maxwell had your car towed without authorization from anyone up here. It could take a day or so to retrieve it from the lot. I can arrange transportation for you until you get it back, unless you have some other option?”

“That would be great, thank you. Have you spoken to Mr. Maxwell about this or anything regarding me since he was here earlier?”

“No, but Mr. Duncan is in a meeting for the rest of the day. I suspect he will fire Maxwell as soon as he finds out. Why do you ask?”

“Oh, I was thinking there might be another way to deal with him. Would you be interested to hear my idea?”

“I would indeed! I’m all ears,” Blackwell said with a smile and a wink.

The two talked through Bernadette’s idea and settled on something appropriate for his position. Blackwell alerted her security contact and Bernadette headed downstairs to meet with Maxwell wearing her pink tube top and skirt from earlier. Blackwell had a tiny body cam that she pinned onto Bernadette’s skirt. Maxwell would be too busy staring at Bernadette’s tits to notice he was being recorded. Blackwell verified that Maxwell was in his office. Bernadette’s arrival would be a surprise.

Bernadette took the elevator down to her office and quickly passed through the hallway and into Maxwell’s office unnoticed.

“I understand you wanted to see me Mr. Maxwell?” Bernadette announced as Maxwell scrambled to close his laptop.

“Oh, Miss Dewhurst. No, actually I was under the impression that you were no longer employed here?” Maxwell said nervously.

“Oh no. It was all a big misunderstanding. Like I said, my boyfriend was pulling a prank on me and he just got carried away. That’s all. So you’re not interested in seeing me?” Bernadette said with a wink.

“Well, um, I guess if you’re still here I uh ... would you mind shutting the door behind you? I feel that we should probably discuss your, um, situation privately, don’t you?” Maxwell said as Bernadette began touching her lips with her fingers very seductively.

Bernadette turned and closed the door and when she turned back around, Maxwell was nearly standing on top of her. She quickly backed up against the door. Maxwell reached out for her top and pulled it down exposing her tits. He licked his lips and immediately grabbed her nipples.

“Why Mr. Maxwell! I didn’t say you could grab my tits like that! Please keep your hands to yourself. Besides, it looks as though you have a hard on inside your pants,” Bernadette teased.

“You wanna see it?” Maxwell replied as he took off his pants and his cock sprang out. “It’s pretty big, Bernadette. I bet you couldn’t fit it in your mouth! Huh? What would you bet?”

“Oh my! Mr. Maxwell! Your dick is huge!” Bernadette said loudly. “Why are you showing me your massive dick, Mr. Maxwell?

Security rushed in and literally caught Mr. Maxwell with his pants down and his dick out. All of it was captured on Bernadette’s camera. He begged and pleaded and claimed he did nothing wrong as he was trying to pull his pants up. The two security guards cuffed his hands behind his back and they dragged him out of the office with his pants down.

Blackwell waited until he was out of the building before she stopped at Bernadette’s desk.

“Your car is waiting downstairs. The driver is James. I’ll walk you down if you’d like?”

“Actually that would be great. I’m a little sore and it would be good to have an escort,” Bernadette said, giving Blackwell a look that indicated more.

They walked to the elevator as all eyes watched and wondered. It had been an eventful day and Bernadette’s wardrobe had everyone guessing and gossiping. With the ousting of Maxwell and now Blackwell’s seemingly new chummy relationship with Bernadette, the whole office was chatting about what could be and who deserved what, as well as who didn’t.

“I have a question. You don’t have to answer, of course, but I need to know,”

“What are the consequences of not taking the offer? Is that your question?” Blackwell replied.