Everything’s ready.

I’m useless when it comes to computers, so I hired a tech person to look at our system. She confirmed that even though my User ID was the one to enter the fraudulent expenses, it wasn’t done from either my computer or Kara’s computer.

It wasn’t a mistake; someone tried to frame Kara.

Kara’s car pulls up in the lot. I quickly dash to the door to intercept her. I should have used the time to think of what the hell I was going to say.

“Hey.”

“Hey,” she replies. We stand and stare at each other for a few seconds. “So, uh, why am I here?”

“Oh yeah. Follow me.”

We head back to the same meeting room we were in when I fired her. A few minutes later, Heather and John join us.

“What’s she doing here?” Heather asks bitterly.

“I wanted her to be here to see this,” I reply.

“See what?” John asks.

“The reason why Mitchell got invoiced for fake expenses.”

“We know why that happened,” John says, looking at Heather with a grin that I’m about to wipe off his face.

“Not really. You see, the fake expenses weren’t entered from Kara’s computer. They were entered from Heather’s.”

Heather does a terrible job of looking surprised. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, that you entered the expenses under my username and tried to frame Kara. And don’t even try to say that Kara used your computer because at the time the entries were made, Kara was with me.”

That last bit’s a lie, but I can’t be bothered to argue with Heather. She’s guilty. There’s no need to draw this out.

Heather looks over to John for help, but none is forthcoming.

“John, make sure Heather clears her desk. And then clear yours out as well.”

John grabs Heather’s arm and pulls her towards the door before pausing as my words sink in. “Wait, you want me to clear my desk as well?”

I nod. “You’re the one who gave Heather the password and it was probably your idea too.”

“Heather already has your password,” John replies. “She used to be your secretary.”

“And the second she stopped working as my secretary, I changed my password. The only person who could get access to that would be the system administrator. You.”

Heather yanks her arm free from John’s grip. “It was his idea,” Heather says. “I only did it to get back at this bitch.” She nods towards Kara who is sat there quietly taking it all in.

“I really don’t care which of you started it. I am curious though: John, do you have any good reason for screwing us over other than just petty jealousy?”

“There’s nothing petty about it,” he snarls. “I deserved the managing partner role and instead I got stuck doing the fucking admin.”

“You’re in charge of recruitment,” I reply. “Or at least, you were. That’s hardly admin.”

“Whatever. You couldn’t even let me have a go on the cleaner.” He nods towards Kara. “I hired one that’s much bigger than your usual type. She was supposed to be for me. You know I’ve had a rough time since the divorce.

I’m not often speechless, but I genuinely can’t believe what I’m hearing from John’s lips.

“I’ll leave,” John continues. “But you’re going to have to buy out my share of the partnership and it won’t come cheap.”

“I’ll pay you.” I don’t have much of a fucking choice. He’s a partner and therefore has an equity stake in the firm. I could report him to the California Bar Association, but that will bring a lot of attention down on Kara which she doesn’t need.

“Actually,” Kara says, speaking up for the first time. “I think John will agree to sell for a bargain price.”

“Oh do you now,” John replies. “Well it’s a good job I don’t take advice from the office slut.”

I clench my fists, but Kara puts a calming hand on my thigh and I immediately relax. If she doesn’t care, neither should I.

“Back when I was a cleaner, I remember seeing lots of statements showing transfers out of the client trust fund to one with the last name Price. I assumed it was just a coincidence. Price isn’t a particularly rare name.”

“We don’t have a client called Price,” I tell Kara. We do have an attorney with the last name ‘Price’ though. John.

“I know,” Kara continues. “I never did take my legal ethics exam, but am I right in thinking that the Bar Association doesn’t like lawyers taking money from client trust funds?”

“Definitely not,” I add. “And if the money is going directly into your account, it won’t be difficult to find the culprit.”

“I was going to pay it back,” John says softly. He knows he’s lost. “I only borrowed the money.”

“Doesn’t matter,” I say, trying to keep the excitement from my voice. “You can’t touch the client trust fund. You know that.”

John mutters something about working out a deal and then leaves the room with Heather.

“You are incredible,” I say to Kara. “You’ve just saved me a million dollars.”

“Given the amount you’ve spent on Mom and my tuition, it’s the least I can do. Samantha reckons I owe you one.”

“You really don’t.”

“She’s insisting that I suck your cock and swallow every last drop of your cum.”

“Oh. Well, I guess she has a point.”

Kara and I quickly head back to my office. She’s on her knees before the door’s even shut.

I lean against the wall as she sucks my dick, sliding her lips further down the shaft than they’ve ever been. She’s getting damn good at suppressing her gag reflex. I’m struggling to suppress the urge to come down her throat.

I grab her hair and pull her off my dick. She’s red-faced, out of breath, and gorgeous. I was going to bend her over the desk and fuck her, but I can’t hold it in.

“Open your blouse,” I say quickly.

Kara tugs her blouse open, exposing her perfect breasts just in time. I squeeze my cock and shoot streams of cum all over her chest and neck. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard. When the last burst hits her chest, Kara takes hold of my cock and sucks the cum off, almost making me come again.

“You look incredible covered in cum,” I say, as I help her to her feet.

“I hear it’s good for the skin.”

I kiss her and grab her ass for good measure. “You’re not wearing any panties.”

“Of course not. You told me never to wear panties to the office.”

I smile and spank her ass gently. “Bend over the desk. It’s time for your punishment.”