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   From Boredom To Blackmail By LiteraryRambler

   Jane stared at the computer screen and frowned.  'There must be an easy
way to do this', she thought to herself.  She had been working on the
problem for around 20 minutes and still couldn't see a way of solving it.
She glanced at the clock, which glared the digits 16:10 back at her.  She
still had the best part of an hour and a half to go before she could go
home and was thoroughly bored.  Even the game of Lemmings she was playing
was no longer holding her interest as the level she was on was damn near
impossible.

   She tried to focus back on the game, but the phone rang.  As she picked
it up she lost concentration and the group of lemmings she had been about
to block merrily trooped into a spinning blade and perished en masse.

   "Damn", she muttered as she placed the receiver to her ear.  "Research,
Jane speaking", she chirped as she switched to professional mode for a
moment.

   "Hi Jane, it's Bob Fisher from the twelfth floor.", the voice introduced
itself.

   "Oh hi Bob, what can I do for you?", Jane replied knowing full well what
he wanted.  Bob was the Marketing Director and had assigned her a
marketplace research project a week ago that she had been picking at on and
off, but was so far off finishing that it was laughable.

   "I was just wondering how we are doing with the marketplace project?",
Bob asked with a distinct hint of hope in his voice.

   "Just putting the finishing touches to it Bob.", she lied and then
decided to try and cut herself some slack.  "Gonna need just a couple more
days to get it done though.  I wouldn't want to hand off something half
done to you guys up on the twelfth."

   "Oh, as long as that huh.....well I suppose we can work around that, but
it's gonna be tight." said Bob.  Jane could hear the disappointment in his
voice.  She smirked to herself.  Tight was just the way that Bob liked it,
if the rumours going around were to be believed.

   "I'll do my best Bob.", she said as she finished the call and hung up
the phone.

   There were always rumours flying round the office.  Jane reckoned that
the majority of the email traffic floating round was in some way connected
with salacious gossip.  With over 3,000 employees on this site alone it was
certainly a sizeable community and when you get that many people together,
there is bound to be a good portion of them with some juicy piece of
information that they would rather not have generally known.  Whose
shagging who?  Who swings this way?  Who swings that way.  Who swings both
ways?  Whose got a nasty little drug problem or trying to cover up some
incident in their life that they would rather forget about?  Jane was in no
doubt that there were rumours floating around about her as well.  Not that
she had ever done anything to be ashamed of...  well probably not.

   There was that incident at the Christmas party last year though, where
she had given Eric, the guy from Sales, a blow job, but surely noone knew
about that.  Jane thought about it for a second and then decided that
probably everybody knew about that...  that was the nature of things.  Jane
giggled to herself remembering how drunk and 'naughty' she had been that
night.

   Since then she had been a very well behaved employee.  Come to that, she
had been a very well behaved person in general lately.  Aside from a little
flirting here and there she had not had a lover in nearly a month now.  God
knows why.  Men, in and out of the office, lusted after her gorgeous body
and she was generally not short of offers, but things never seemed to click
into place.  She was either working too much, or too drunk, or the bloke in
question was a hideous troll.

   Jane thought back to her last sexual encounter and blushed.  It had been
with a total stranger in an alleyway after a disappointing party.  How
depraved she had been, but how good it had felt.  The amount of times she
had cursed herself for walking away from that encounter with not so much as
a phone number of the guy.  She craved that excitement, the sense of danger
attached with the whole thing had excited her immensely.

   She looked at the clock again and groaned as it was still only 16:21. 
Well she could get to work on the report she thought.  Or she could try and
have another crack at Lemmings.  Neither option seemed particularly
attractive.  To cap it all, she was now feeling horny from her day dreaming
and knew that the only thing that awaited her at home was a bottle of cheap
Merlot and her selection of vibrators.  Even this little pleasure-fest was
more than a couple of hours away.

   Her train of thought was broken by a chat window that appeared on her
screen.  The UserID of the sender indicated that it was from 'SteveG04';
not an ID she recognised.

   <SteveG04> Bored?

   Jane thought for a second.  Got to be careful here.  She had been caught
out on the chat before by her colleagues play a prank and was keen not to
make herself look silly again.  She peered over the top of her computer
across the office.  There were only a few people at their desks and none of
them looked like they were the perpetrator.  She decided to play it
cautiously.

   <JaneB02> Why would I be bored?  I have lots to keep me busy.

   Jane thought this was a safe bet.  Just in case it was someone in
management trying to catch her out or one of her colleagues playing a prank
again.

   <SteveG04> Well I saw you struggling on Lemmings about 20 minutes ago
and you looked pretty disinterested then!

   Jane's eyes went wide.  How could that be?  She was always so careful
about her little time wasting exercises.  20 minutes was enough time to get
anywhere in the building and it was not as if her area of the building was
restricted, so that didn't give her any clues as to who SteveG04 was.

   <JaneB02> Who is this?

   <SteveG04> I don't think you are in a position to be asking the
questions!

   <JaneB02> What is that supposed to mean?

   <SteveG04> Well if your superiors knew that you were wasting time at
your desk when you should be working, I don't think they would be too
happy.

   Jane groaned inwardly.  She could see where this was going.  He had a
point though, she would be flayed alive if it came to light that she was
playing games at her desk, especially in light of the marketplace report
that she had been 'working so hard on'.  Time to find out what this
sleaze-ball wanted to secure his silence.

   <JaneB02> What do you want?

   <SteveG04> You!

   <JaneB02> What?

   Jane could guess exactly what he meant but was desperately trying to
stall for time to think of some way out of this.  There was no direct way
of finding a person by their UserID in the company.  Sure she could look on
the company intranet for all the Steve G's but on the basis that he was 04
that meant there were at least three others and probably a lot more.

   <SteveG04> I have seen you.  Not only today, but around at other times
and, not to mince words, I think you are gorgeous and think that I want to
see a LOT more of you.

   Jane felt a little flutter in her stomach.  This guy was actually
suggesting that she give him some sort of sexual favour to ensure his
silence.  Now that in itself didn't pose too much of a problem, after all
Jane was in great need of some 'fun' herself.  What she couldn't stand
though was not being in control.  She also was not about to submit herself
to this guy without even knowing who he was or what he looked like.  She
wasn't going down without a fight....literally!

   <JaneB02> So what exactly did you have in mind?

   Jane was playing for time again as she had an idea and reached for the
phone to dial the IT Department.

   'Please be a guy, please be a guy' Jane prayed to herself as the phone
rang.

   "IT Helpdesk, Gary speaking", the voice confirmed it to indeed be a man.

   'YES', Jane thought and then put on her sweetest, I'm-Just-a-dumb-blonde
voice.

   "Oh Hi, Gary, this is Jane in Research and I got a huge problem that I
am sure you can help me with."

   "Go on.", Gary said with little enthusiasm; he had heard it all before.

   "Well I was wondering if you could tell me who a particular UserID
belongs to?", Jane oozed with sweetness and innocence.

   "Sorry, we are not allowed to give that information out unless there is
a good reason.", Gary replied almost as if reading it from a script.

   Jane thought for a second and then pressed on.  "Oh there is a good
reason.  You see I was text chatting with this person, as we are about to
collaborate on a project, except this was the first time we had chatted and
suddenly he went quiet and I need to get moving on this project.  Problem
is I don't know who is so I can't ring him on the phone and I really need
to get a start on this before I leave tonight." Jane was dubious, this
didn't sound convincing at all.

   "Well why don't you just wait for a bit, I am sure he will get in touch
again soon." Gary suggested.

   'Damn' Jane though, this was not going to plan.  Time to play a few
aces.

   "Oh that's true.  You guys are so smart down there.  My mum is always
telling me that I should find myself a nice smart man.  Maybe we could get
together for a drink or something sometime.", Jane cringed, this was so
blatant and so cheesy, surely he wasn't going to fall for this for a
second.

   "err yeah right, whatever", Gary replied, obviously not rising to the
bait.

   "Only problem with just waiting...", Jane said and moved in for the
kill, "is that I am leaving in a bit and I wouldn't want to be late for my
glamour shoot tonight".  Jane held her breath, there was nothing more she
could do now but hope.  There was suddenly a clatter on the other end of
the phone, as if someone had just taken their feet off the desk and sat to
attention very quickly.

   "Oh...you a glamour model are you?", Gary tried to sound relaxed and
laid back about it, but failed miserably.

   "Only in my spare time at the moment, but my agent says if I am willing
to do some harder stuff then he can find me enough work for me to go
professional.", Jane practically drooled sex into her voice now,...but it
was working.

   "Wow, that's cool.....hey listen about that UserID thing.  I reckon it
would be ok to give you the details seeing as it is important.  I wouldn't
want you to miss your glamour shoot or anything.....and then maybe we can
have that drink sometime, yeah?", Gary helpfully replied.

   "Yeah sure...listen the UserID is SteveG04".  Jane needed to speed
things up now, she could see the chat box flashing on her screen, but
didn't want to focus on that until she had done the deal here.

   "Ok, let's have a look.", Gary said as he clacked away on his keyboard.
"Here we go.  Your man is Steven Gardner, Accounts Assistant, extension
1245, works on the 3rd floor.....now about that drink?"

   "I'll call you tomorrow about that, if it's ok, I really gotta get in
touch with this guy now....thanks so much for the info Gary" Jane said, and
she was genuinely thankful for the information that Gary had provided her.
She didn't wait for a response but hung up the phone and quickly turned her
attention to the incoming chat window; there were 2 messages there from
Steve.

   <SteveG04> Well I want you to meet me in the 5th floor file archives,
where I reckon a quick blow job should at least start paying for my
silence.

   <SteveG04> Hello?

   It had taken a little longer than Jane had expected on the phone with
'Gary' and she still needed to check out one other thing before replying to
Steve.  Jane opened up the company intranet site and went into the Employee
Directory.  She tapped in Steve Gardner in the search box and clicked
submit.  Unbelievably to Jane, the search returned three Steve Gardners in
the company.  No wonder this guy felt safe and protected, finding him
without Gary's help would have been impossible.  She clicked on the one
that had the job title Accounts Assistant next to it and Steve's profile
page popped up.

   The first thing that Jane noticed was the photo.  'Hey this guy isn't so
bad looking', she thought to herself as she relaxed a little.  She was back
in control; She knew who her 'blackmailer' was and what he looked like. 
She also had the advantage because he didn't know she knew.  In addition to
this he wasn't that bad looking and would do quite nicely for Jane to
release a bit of sexual tension on.  Time to play the game; if Steve
thought he was going to have his way with her and then waltz off into the
anonymity of 3000 employees then he was very much mistaken..

   <JaneB02> Sorry about that, I had to take an urgent phone call.

   <SteveG04> ok....so what about the deal?

   <JaneB02> Well I think you are a conniving bastard, but I don't see that
I have much choice do I?

   <SteveG04> No you don't

   <JaneB02> When?

   <SteveG04> Well I know you aren't doing much at the moment *grin* so now
is as good a time as any.  Be there in 10 minutes.

   Jane thought she better make it look convincing, so that thought that he
was really getting the better of her.

   <JaneB02> Fine, but if you think for a second I will enjoy it or do
anything more than I have to, then you're delusional.

   <SteveG04> You'll do whatever I want and like it!  Otherwise certain
people will get to know certain things!

   <JaneB02>I'll be there.

   With that Jane closed the chat window and sat back in her chair.  She
had a wonderful butterfly feeling in her stomach and the tingling between
her legs was building nicely.  'Well the day has certainly taken a very
interesting turn' she smiled to herself as she locked her workstation and
headed for the ladies room.

   A few minutes later Jane stood in front of the mirror and checked her
appearance.  She fussed with her hair slightly as she admired how good she
looked.  She wore a smart dark navy business suit and white blouse.  The
skirt reaching down to just above her knees, hugged her curvy hips, whilst
the plain white blouse fitted snugly around her amble chest.  As she stood
there making minor adjustments to her hair she thought about what she was
about to do.  The butterflies kicked in again in her stomach and her
nipples tingled slightly in anticipation of the attention that she was
hoping they were about to get.

   She never normally did things like this; playing along into the hands of
a complete stranger.  Well other than the Christmas party, and that time a
month ago in the alleyway with John.  But apart from that she never did
these sorts of things.  She was starting to think that she wanted, maybe
even needed, this sort of situation as it did seem to turn her on so much.
This time was doubly exciting as she was going into it in charge, although
that wasn't what Steve thought; he thought he was in control of the
situation, but as far as Jane was concerned he was hers to toy with as she
wished.

   Finally happy with her appearance, she made her way out of the ladies
room and headed in the direction of the lifts.  Jane worked on the seventh
floor and her agreed meeting place with Steve was on the fifth.  As she
walked to the lifts she could feel herself getting excited, a familiar
dampness developing between her legs.  She smiled at colleges and exchanged
pleasantries as she made her way to the lift.  She stepped into the lift,
when it arrived, and briefly glanced over at the lifts other occupant. 
Jane thought he looked really familiar, but she couldn't quite place him.
She realised that she was staring.  He was too.

   "Do I know you?", Jane asked.

   "I was just thinking the same thing myself." the man replied.

   "Do you work here?" Jane enquired, desperately trying to place him.

   "No, I am just here visiting someone" he replied as the lift doors
opened with a ping at the fifth floor.

   Jane shrugged it off as just one of those things and stepped out into
the lobby on the fifth floor, hung a left and headed for the archives.  The
fifth floor was not used for anything other than file storage, supplies and
meeting room suites, so it was always fairly deserted.  Even so there was
the odd person or two around but none of them gave Jane a second glance. 
Jane was very familiar with the archives, being in research, having spent
many a dull afternoon rooting through the files in the dimly lit,
library-like, rooms.

   She checked her watch as she arrived at the door of the archive suite
and noted that it had taken her 20 minutes to get there since she had
signed off from talking to Steve.  She wondered whether he would be
annoyed, seeing as he had said 10 minutes, but decided she didn't really
care; she was calling the shots here.

   Jane pushed open the door and stepped into the huge archive suite.  She
reckoned it must be about the size of a football pitch, but had a fairly
low ceiling and was filled with floor-to-ceiling shelves in ever direction.
She closed the door behind her and started to search the aisles for Steve.
She figured he would be lurking somewhere right at the back of the room.

   "Hello?" she called out as she reached the far right hand corner of the
room.  Just as she turned the corner she saw him, skulking in the shadows,
leaning casually against one of the shelf units.  She could only just see
his face in the dim light as she started to walk towards him down the
aisle.

   "That's far enough", Steve said.

   Jane stopped in her tracks and wondered to herself how far she would let
this go before she took control.

   "You're late!", Steve said in a menacing voice

   "Yeah sorry, I got way-laid on the way up here.", Jane replied trying to
put an edge into her voice to feign being more nervous than she was.  Her
nerves came from the excitement of the situation though, not from the
supposed fierceness that Steve thought he was injecting.

   "Take your jacket off", Steve commanded.

   Jane shrugged the business suit jacket from her shoulders and let it
fall to the floor.  She shifted her stance slightly and stood with her
hands firmly planted on her hips.

   "Now the blouse!" Steve continued.

   Adrenaline rushed through her body as she started to slowly unbutton her
blouse, her fingers shaking slightly.  As the last button popped open Jane
thrust her chest forward slightly as she slipped the garment of her
shoulders and let it fall to the floor on top of her jacket.  She thought
she heard a slight moan from Steve and she smiled to herself as she again
placed her hands on her hips.

   She stood before him, only her lacy white bra covering her large
breasts, her nipples hard and aching for some attention.  But still she
resisted the urge to take control of the situation just yet.  She thought
she should throw him a line to let him believe he had her in the palm of
his hand

   "You bastard", she mumbled.

   "That's no way to talk to me", Steve smirked.  "You should be nicer to
me if you don't want to get into trouble.".  The smirk faded as Steve
resumed his commanding face, "now turn around and bend over at the waist, I
want to see that lovely arse of yours."

   Jane turned her back to him and placing her feet slightly apart bent all
the way over until her face pressed against her shins.  She never thought
that 10 years of ballet training when she was younger would manifest in
this sort of situation.  Jane definitely heard a slight groan from Steve
this time as she looked back at Steve through her open legs.  She decided
to take the initiative slightly and reached up with her hands and slowly
pulled the hem of her skirt up and over her rounded cheeks, revealing her
white thong for Steve to gaze upon.

   "Oh yeah" Steve groaned.  "Now come over here and kneel in front of me."

   Jane stood up letting her skirt slide back down over her hips, turned
and walked slowly towards him.  Her heart was beating at a furious rate as
she stopped in front of him and sank to her knees.  Her eyes were directly
in front of his crotch and she could see the bulge of his hardening cock
through his trousers.

   "Take it out." Steve said simply, not having to tell Jane what it was he
wanted her to take out...Jane knew.

   She paused for a second, still resisting the urge to show her cards just
yet.  She reached her hand up and slowly drew the zip on his trousers all
the way down.  She could feel him drawing in his breath in anticipation. 
She reached her hand into the front of his trousers and dug his hard cock
out from the slit in the front of his boxers.  Jane eyed the member in
front of her with a lusty stare..  As she drew it out, she slowly started
to stroke it, up and down drawing his foreskin all the way back and then
forward till it cover the crown of his prick.

   Jane continued to slowly stroke Steve's cock, mere inches from her
mouth. She looked up into his eyes and saw that he was staring, almost in
disbelief, at her.  Jane smiled a wicked smile and decided to take control
of the situation finally.

   "So Steve", she said in a slow sexy voice, "Steve Gardner, Accounts
Assistant, extension 1245 and 26 years of age, what makes you think you can
get away with this?" Jane didn't take her eyes of his once whilst she said
this and revelled in his discomfort as his eyes went wide in fear and
confusion.

   "Wha...but....how?" Steve blurted at a loss as to how she knew all this
and why she was still doing what she was doing if she did know this
information.

   "After all, Steve, I am in Research, I have a knack for finding out
information." Jane smiled and as Steve struggled mentally with the
situation she parted her lips and slipped the head of his cock into her
warm, wet mouth.  As she slowly lowered her mouth further and further onto
him, Jane used her tongue to flick and tease his shaft.  She kept going,
swallowing to try and get more and more of his hardness into her, until
finally her nose bumped the wispy hair at the base of his cock.  She paused
there for a moment, sucking and swallowing with his cock buried in her
throat, then finally pulled back and let his saliva covered cock pop free
of her mouth.

   Jane stood up and looked Steve straight in the eye.  "Now let's get one
thing absolutely straight before we go any further", she purred glancing
down at his hard cock and then back up smiling, "no pun intended."

   Steve was still completely dumbstruck.  He'd had very few blow jobs in
his life and never had any of his partners taken him that deep into their
throats.

   "I don't want to hear anymore of this blackmail shit, alright?  I am
here completely of my own free will and basically because I am as horny as
hell and you happened to be in the right place at the right time.  In the
same sense that I would get in trouble for wasting time during work hours,
that would be nothing compared to what would happen to you if people knew
you were trying to blackmail and sexually harass me".  Jane said as she
placed her arms around his neck and pressed her breasts into his chest.

   "So if anything happens here it is because I want it too and there is no
guarantee that it will ever happen again.  Is that all clear?" Jane felt
fantastic as she stamped her authority on the proceedings.

   Steve was still reeling and couldn't speak for a moment.  If he
understood this right, he had been found out, but was still going to get
the girl at the end of the day.  This sort of thing didn't even happen in
the movies he thought to himself.  He felt a slight hint of disappointment
that he had lost control of the situation but as far as her little speech
went, he would quite happily sell his grandmother into slavery at this
point in time if it meant she would go back down on him.

   "Y-Yes, I understand." he managed to say.

   "Good." Jane replied and a broad smile spread across her face.  With
that she slid once more back to her knees and curled her fingers around
Steve's member and started to stroke him rhythmically, licking the tip of
his cock occasionally with her tongue.  Steve closed his eyes and leant
back against the shelves, closing out everything but the glorious feeling
he was experiencing.

   Jane took him back into her mouth and steadily started to bob up and
down on his cock, applying an increasing amount of suction as she did so
which caused the occasional slurping sound.  She settled into it and
alternated a few good deep sucks with occasionally just licking the tip or
running her tongue up and down the length of his shaft.  She could hear his
breathing become more audible and heavy as she increased her pace.  Once
again she relaxed her throat and took him deep into her, massaging his
balls with her hand as she did so.  Like before she held there, with him
buried up to the hilt in her mouth, for a short while then pulled out
sucking at the mixture of her saliva and his precum as she did so.  As he
sprang from her mouth she stroked him hard and fast, whilst she dropped her
head lower and kiss and sucked at his balls.

   Jane could feel her own arousal growing rapidly.  Her thong felt
completely soaked from her own juices and her nipples stuck out hard and
erect, threatening to burst through her bra.  She had always loved giving
blow jobs.  It gave her such a feeling of power over the man and she liked
that.  She also knew how good it was for the man and that excited her
tremendously as well...  and Jane knew she was good at it!

   She resumed her enthusiastic sucking of his cock, feeling its hardness
rubbing of the roof of her mouth and nudging the back of her throat.  She
could feel his balls tightening and knew that his orgasm was approaching,
but that wasn't what she wanted.  She didn't want his cum in her mouth or
over her face without reaching her own climax first.  She pulled back and
he popped from her mouth.  Steve looked down at her with desire in his
eyes. Jane stood, reached behind her, unzipped her skirt and kicked it off.
She stood before Steve in just her bra and thong.

   Without a word she sunk to the floor, pulling Steve by the hand on top
of her.  She spread her legs and Steve reached down and grabbed his cock,
guiding it to her pussy.  Jane reached down and pulled her thong to one
side as Steve eased himself into her.  She hugged him to her as he slowly
pushed his hardness deeper and deeper into her.

   "ooohhhhhhh, yessss" Jane moaned as Steve filled her completely.

   Steve let his hands drop to Jane's hips and slowly started to pump his
hard cock in and out of her tight pussy.  Slowly at first, working his hips
in small circles as he thrust deep into her.  Jane's grasp on his back
turned from flat palms to sharp nails digging into his skin as he continued
to buck into her.  The feeling of his hardness in her and his pubic bone
mashing into her clit on each stroke was slowly driving her crazy pushing
her ever closer to her own orgasm.

   Steve slid his hands down and lifted her legs slightly so that he could
get deeper penetration on each stroke and started to furiously piston into
her.

   "Oh yeah......fuck it....do me.......come on...make me cum", Jane cried
as his animalistic rutting continued unabated.

   Jane legs snaked around Steve's arse and her fingers dug into his back
with great force as her arousal turned climatic and her orgasm flooded
through her body.  Her body tensed up and her pussy muscles tightened
vice-like around Steve's cock as he continued to pump into her throughout
her climax.

   The pressure on his cock was enough to push Steve to his orgasms as well
and he pumped his seed deep into her.  Wave after wave of ecstatic pleasure
washed over Jane as Steve finally slowed, spilling the last of his load
into her.

   "hmmmmm", Jane moaned with a sigh as she released her grip on Steve's
back and let her legs relax.  He rolled off of her and lay on his back next
to her.

   "ooohhh man that was good", he grinned across at her.

   "Yeah it was", she replied and then Jane remembered she needed to leave
her in control, "...but don't get any ideas!".

   The grin faded from Steve's face and Jane jumped up and started putting
her cloths back on.  Steve sighed and, likewise, got up and made himself
decent.  He marvelled at Jane's body again as she was pulling up her skirt
and fixing her blouse, hoping that this wasn't the last time that he would
get to see it.

   Jane finished doing up her blouse and retrieved her jacket form the
floor.  As she put the garment on she looked over at Steve.  "I'll be in
touch", she said and then after a second added "maybe".

   She turned and left the archive room, moving quickly to the lifts.  She
rode the lift back up the two floors and arrived back at her desk just as
the display on the clocked flicked to 17.30.  Perfect timing Jane thought
to herself as she unlocked her workstation to check her mail before heading
off home.

   She groaned as she noticed an email from Gary wishing her good luck with
her glamour shoot tonight and reminding her to call him tomorrow.

   "Looks like tomorrow could be an interesting day as well", Jane mumbled
to herself as she logged out of the system, grabbed her coat and rushed out
of the building, heading for home with a big smile on her face.
   END