Ethan Gibson needs a job, and he needs it now. University debts are piling up around his ears, and he's living off ramen.
When his job search yields a single result, his employer makes an offer that benefits them both: If Ethan agrees to it, Andy Collins won't report his earnings to the IRS at the end of the year, keeping Ethan off the books and firmly under the table.
Ethan soon discovers just how far under the table he'll have to go to keep his job... And he might even find that he likes being his sexy older boss' new office plaything...
EXPLICIT CONTENT: This 9,500 word story contains explicit scenes of oral sex, masturbation, bondage, anal sex, and a magnificent squelchy creampie in the boss' office.
EXCERPT:
Collins sat behind his desk and spread his hands down his shirt, straightening his tie. "H.R. are asking where my budget is going," he said, his liquid voice low.
Ethan licked his lips slowly, trying not to panic. "I... don't understand, sir."
"I'm not paying you out of my own pocket, Ethan." Collins' lips pulled into a brief smirk. "I'm drawing on petty cash. But as you can imagine, it isn't all that petty. I had to tell them it's going on your wages."
"Is that..." Ethan fidgeted. "Is that a problem, sir?"
Collins shrugged slightly. "They're on to me to file paperwork."
Sweat prickled along Ethan's brow, and he felt his palms grow clammy. What would happen if H.R. found out about Collins' arrangement? Could Ethan go to jail?
Oh, shit, why hadn't he looked into this? He'd had a month! No, he'd been buying clothes and better food and getting his goddamn hair cut at last. Why hadn't he spent five damn minutes online finding out what could happen if the IRS found out about this?
"I guess I'm fired, then?" Ethan's voice trembled.
Collins sucked in air. "Not if I can help it," he said slowly. "But fending H.R. off is a big risk. You've only got two months to go before I can hire you full-time. I would be willing-" Collins paused and leaned back in his chair "-to try to keep hold of you for as long as I can."
"I'd appreciate it." Ethan kicked himself. Of course he'd appreciate it! What a dumb thing to say!
"This is a huge risk," Collins re-iterated. "I'm not willing to make it without something from you in return."
"Anything!" Ethan nodded quickly.
Collins wheeled back from his desk slightly and unzipped his pants, staring up into Ethan's eyes.
Ethan's jaw dropped.
Oh. That kind of deal.
Shit.
When his job search yields a single result, his employer makes an offer that benefits them both: If Ethan agrees to it, Andy Collins won't report his earnings to the IRS at the end of the year, keeping Ethan off the books and firmly under the table.
Ethan soon discovers just how far under the table he'll have to go to keep his job... And he might even find that he likes being his sexy older boss' new office plaything...
EXPLICIT CONTENT: This 9,500 word story contains explicit scenes of oral sex, masturbation, bondage, anal sex, and a magnificent squelchy creampie in the boss' office.
EXCERPT:
Collins sat behind his desk and spread his hands down his shirt, straightening his tie. "H.R. are asking where my budget is going," he said, his liquid voice low.
Ethan licked his lips slowly, trying not to panic. "I... don't understand, sir."
"I'm not paying you out of my own pocket, Ethan." Collins' lips pulled into a brief smirk. "I'm drawing on petty cash. But as you can imagine, it isn't all that petty. I had to tell them it's going on your wages."
"Is that..." Ethan fidgeted. "Is that a problem, sir?"
Collins shrugged slightly. "They're on to me to file paperwork."
Sweat prickled along Ethan's brow, and he felt his palms grow clammy. What would happen if H.R. found out about Collins' arrangement? Could Ethan go to jail?
Oh, shit, why hadn't he looked into this? He'd had a month! No, he'd been buying clothes and better food and getting his goddamn hair cut at last. Why hadn't he spent five damn minutes online finding out what could happen if the IRS found out about this?
"I guess I'm fired, then?" Ethan's voice trembled.
Collins sucked in air. "Not if I can help it," he said slowly. "But fending H.R. off is a big risk. You've only got two months to go before I can hire you full-time. I would be willing-" Collins paused and leaned back in his chair "-to try to keep hold of you for as long as I can."
"I'd appreciate it." Ethan kicked himself. Of course he'd appreciate it! What a dumb thing to say!
"This is a huge risk," Collins re-iterated. "I'm not willing to make it without something from you in return."
"Anything!" Ethan nodded quickly.
Collins wheeled back from his desk slightly and unzipped his pants, staring up into Ethan's eyes.
Ethan's jaw dropped.
Oh. That kind of deal.
Shit.
