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And since I was the head in this department, it was this information that served my actions.
I sat in my office and looked at the clock, from minute to minute Olya should have come.
And knocked on the door.

“Come in,” I shouted, and Olya entered.
She was beautiful: her hair was loose and fell on her shoulders, a white blouse with the top button unbuttoned, a skirt slightly above the knee, stockings (not sure, but guessed) and beautiful stilettos.
Olga, do you remember what happened to your computer yesterday? – I started the conversation.
She nodded.
Yesterday, the authorities reprimanded me, because you had important files on your computer — I saw a little flash of fear in her eyes — and they ordered me to dismiss the employee who lost these files.
I looked straight into her eyes, saw how she was afraid that I would now say those most cherished two words.
But she couldn’t hold my gaze for a long time, she lowered her head.
Olga, you are a good employee, but I cannot go against the authorities, you understand everything, I said with regret.
Yuri Alekseevich – Olya began to speak to me with a shiver in her voice, but I interrupted her.
Wait, let me finish – I tried to speak as gently as possible – I understand that work is very important to you.
I sat all evening yesterday and thought how to help you – I paused, silence hung in the office, then, breathing heavily, continued to speak – and you know

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I found a way out of such a difficult situation.
Olya immediately raised her head and looked at me with a sincere desire to find out what I had invented.
Olga, my dear, I need to fire a person from our department.
I am ready to help you and dismiss not you, but another person.
What do you say to that? – I said softly in a friendly way.

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But who? She asked with a shudder in her voice.
Sasha.
It has been working badly lately, and the team doesn’t like it, because am I right? She nodded.
But, Olga, you perfectly understand that just because I can not expose myself to such a dangerous thing.
I did you a favor and you do it to me.
She stared at me and inquired about the service.
I, after a pause, said that I have one little desire.
Olya stiffened.
I realized that we must act more decisively.
Getting up from my chair, I quickly walked toward her so close that I caught her scent of perfume.
Yuri Alekseevich, what do you want from me? She asked.
A note of confidence appeared in her voice; she moved away a little from me.
I approached her and said in her ear in a firm and decisive voice: “Listen to me carefully.
Either you do what I say, or you are fired.
And believe me, I will make sure that you don’t get a prestigious job in this city.
And the first thing I want you to do is kneel in front of me.
When I count to three, you either fulfill my desire, or you will be dismissed with disgrace from our office, and the only job for which you will be accepted will be your body trade.
I left her and sat in my chair.
There were so many feelings in her eyes that she could not make out what she would do.
But the cards were revealed and you have to go to the end.
In the silence of the office my voice rang out.
“One,” I said firmly and confidently.
Silence.
“Two”.
Silence.
I already became nervous.
“Three”.
Silence.
She stood still.
There were large drops of sweat on my forehead.
I did not expect such a turn of events.
“Get out of here, prostitute!” I shouted in a rage.
She, hiding her face, began to kneel.
I was amazed.
“Look into my eyes” – monotonously, restraining joy, I said.
Olya slowly raised her head and looked into my eyes.
Tears streamed down her face.
I broke it, but did not break it completely.
I was already looking forward to how soon I would fuck her as I wanted.
I got up and sat on the sofa.
“Take off your blouse,” followed the next order.
She started sobbing unbuttoning a button for a button, slowly, her hands were shaking.
I stood up abruptly, walked quickly over to her, took her hair and lifted her to her feet, looked into her eyes, and abruptly pulled the halves of her blouse in different directions.
My buttons hit me in the chest and fell to the floor.
My eyes had a nice chest, neatly hidden behind her bra.
Having admired her charms for a second, I violently tore off her blouse.
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