Traded by Karen Blayne

Oh by the way red tape first.

Be warned these short stories contain mature content or naughty bits and as such may corrupt you if you’re under 12, 16, 18, 21 or 25 depending where you live thus they are not suitable for you so put them back on the shelf and let them age for a year or two.

They were sort of scribbled for fun. They were first posted on asstr.org. If you’ve paid money for this book just be aware the author has not received any payment. In fact no one has permission to charge money for this book and copyright is retained by the author. All copies must be of the complete document. Asstr.org accepts donations if you’re feeling rich or even if you’re not.

Luv Karen

Lauren sat nervously with the others in reception with her CV clutched in her hand. There had been a very small online advert the previous day for a temporary person for three months, apply in person. She looked round the office, every spare seat was taken, there was a queue outside the door. “Do you have your CV?” She looked up and handed him her CV and was motioned to follow him.

He sat behind his desk looking at his monitor, “Six months OK?” She nodded gratefully. There was a whirl and the printer besides her spat out a sheet of paper. “Sign at the bottom.” She signed, “Want a copy?” Not really she had a big enough collection as it was, so she shook her head. “Are you available to start today?” She nodded. “Desk in the corner, run through this proposal for spelling mistakes and grammar. Oh and it's for a presentation to managers so make sure it uses simple enough nontechnical terms.”

She listened quietly to the office gossip, and was a little shocked first at the number of skirts rather than slacks and the length of skirts some of the girls were wearing. “Oh those, some of interns and temps hope to get a permanent job by catching the boss's eye. I mean if I had the legs I’d probably do it myself in their position.” And it wasn’t just their skirt length either. She actually saw at least two of them get coffee for their supervisors. Women’s lib seemed to have missed this office. Still she’d keep her head down, no that wasn’t right, she’d just popped in to deliver a package and all she could see was one head thrown back with his eyes closed and a blonde head bopping up and down, no keeping one’s head down seemed to mean something different here. She carried on wearing her slacks though, Ryan didn’t make any passes at her but she caught him looking appreciatively when Rachel was bending forward rearranging things that didn’t need rearranging in a skirt that barely covered her bum when she stood up straight and as for what she was wearing underneath, well the least said the better. She asked one of the girls if Ryan was wed and was told only to his job.

Four months later she was enjoying her work, surprisingly enough she’d been sent on a training course on a project management software package when Ryan had taken two weeks vacation. He’d said it was to keep her out of trouble but she was quite impressed with what she’d learnt. She wasn’t quite so impressed when she found she had to chase people to see if tasks had been completed. She talked the job over with Justin her husband and told him about the indecent length skirts that seemed to prevail and that she’d caught her boss looking at them more than once. “Well I’ve always thought you had good legs, and with the warmer weather it can’t hurt your chances, but I think you’re in with a good chance anyway since they did send you on that two-week software course. Better than me, these days I think you have to be a temporary foreign worker to even get a job tossing burgers at Mac whatever.” She kissed him and reassured him that he was bound to find something in time. Privately she worried about money.

Still she started to wear skirts to the office, and did notice Ryan’s eye resting on her hem from time to time. Stephanie though decided it was time to raise the stakes, at first Lauren thought she must be mistaken when she saw Stephanie wiggle her bum in Ryan’s crotch in the crowded elevator. There was no mistaking Ryan’s flush face and arousal though when he stepped out so he certainly wasn’t gay which she had wondered about. She even caught sight of Stephanie groping Ryan as he left the coffee room as she spoke to him. A month later she still wondered if her contract might be renewed. There certainly seemed to be enough work to keep her busy but Ryan had given no indication yet.

She overheard a conversation in the washroom between Megan and Taylor, “Well mine’s in the bag or it had better be after he’s been dipping his wick into me all week.” “I just give mine blow jobs and let him grope me, my boyfriend got upset last time I let my supervisor dip his wick. I mean the things you have to do these days to get another contract.” She deliberated on what to do, to go the whole way or not? She talked it through with Justin, telling him how the other girls had got their contracts renewed.

Coming home from the office she was walking slowly back up the street in the afternoon heat, when she saw Mr. Hoskins, the retiree, was putting a for sale notice in his RV’s rear window. Half an idea came into her mind. “How much would you like?” “I’d like the $95,000 the new one will cost me but realistically this old lady I might get $3,000 for her. Everyone wants a new one but Betsy here is fifteen years old. My new one will have a little more room inside.” She changed into one of her light summer dresses rather than run the air conditioning and talked to Justin. Together they decided to buy the RV, well with Justin’s unemployment pay coming to an end and her contract coming to an end as well they wouldn’t be able to afford to rent the house for much longer anyway. This way the RV would pay for itself in a little over two months rent for the house. Lauren walked back to see Mr. Hoskins. “Let me show you over the RV first so you know what you’re getting.” Lauren stepped inside as Mr. Hoskins pointed out the various amenities and fold away practically everything. There wasn’t a lot of room inside and Lauren found she had to squeeze past Mr. Hoskins and then leant forward to inspect the cupboards behind the cab. His hand lingered on her bum. She turned round and grinning at him she glanced down at his tent “I see everything is still in working order.” “It’s been a year or two since it's seen such an attractive sight.” “Surely not.” She teased running her fingers lightly over his bulge. “What the hell, I’ve more money than I know what to do with and I don’t think you have very much at all. What are you planning to do with it live in it as cheap accommodation?” Lauren nodded, “I’ll trade you for a Blow Job, here and now.”

For a moment Lauren froze then she remembered just how far $3,000 would stretch with very little income coming in. She knelt down in front of him and very slowly undid his buttons on his fly one by one. “Old fashioned aren’t you I thought everyone had zips these days?” She stood up and kissed him on the lips, slipping her tongue into his mouth, she could tell he wasn’t expecting that. She ran her hands over his chest, then teased the shirt buttons undone one at a time before running her fingers through the hairs on his chest at the same time as she lent forward to nibble his ear. Then she lowered herself and started on his balls, licking and caressing them first before running her tongue up and down his erection. “There you’re ready now.” She felt herself moisten as she thought about what she was doing and the attention she was getting. She opened her lips wide and swallowed his length, then eased him out before slowly nibbling the top then sliding her lips up and down very slowly and gently until she felt his cum spurt into her mouth. As a bonus she slipped her sheer knickers off and wiped a smut on the end of his nose with the moisture on the cotton lining. “Present for you, as a memento.” He looked at them and the dampness before running his finger up her and wiggling it inside. “I see you got aroused as well. Thank you. It brings back memories from a long time ago. I’m cleaning out the kitchen cupboard so I’ll put a few cans in the cupboard for you. You can leave it parked on the drive until the end of next month by the way, that’s when the new shiny one arrives.” She gave him a peck on the cheek and swung her hips a little as she returned to home.

“Hi guy its all ours but we have to move it by the end of next month. I’ll drop a letter in the mail to the landlord giving him 30 days notice.” She dropped the keys in his lap. “So how much did we pay eventually?” “I traded a pair of my knickers for it.” “Not the nice sheer black ones?” “Don’t worry they’re on sale this week. I can buy another pair. Actually he only put his finger up me but I gave him a blow job which I didn’t think was too bad since we’d already talked about me possibly having sex to keep my job. God I’m still moist, come into the bedroom and sort me out properly.”

It was the final week and she still hadn’t heard anything. Lauren was getting desperate. Finally she and Justin tossed a coin, Heads she gave Ryan head, Tails well that meant she’d give him her tail. Tails it came down. She picked out her underwear carefully, choosing Justin’s favourites even the crotchless sheer knickers that she’d sworn never to wear outside the house. Seamed nylons with a garter belt and covering it all was a knee length flared skirt. She decided to go braless thinking with her silk blouse braless would give a better feel sensation. She thought about heels for a moment but decided wearing them all day would be too painful but tucked a flimsy bra in her bag just in case.

In the office she stopped by the washroom first and used her vibrator to bring a touch of colour to her cheeks. She noted the slight air of disappointment as Ryan looked at the length of her skirt. Oh well in for a penny in for a pound she thought and stepped behind Ryan’s desk, sat in his lap and gave him a deep kiss. He looked startled, then even more startled when she after taking a deep breath she turned her back on him and taking his hands placed them over her silk covered breasts holding his hands in place with her own. “I was wondering about an extension to my contract.” “I’m sorry but it can’t be done.” She took another deep breath and this time took his finger up between her thighs and guided it inside her between the two sides of her crotchless knickers. She heard his intake of breath. “Sure.” “I’m quite certain.” She hitched her skirts up at the back and slipped her hand underneath to unzip him and slid his hard cock into her. “Still certain.” She asked as she squeezed her inner muscles down on him. “It can’t be done. You already have an indeterminate contract.” She stopped moving “In simple English please.” “You are already permanent as your letter of offer stated so I can’t extend your contract.” “But heard you say six months.” “Oh that was the probationary period which I think you’ve now passed. When we put the temporary job advert in you came in and your CV looked fine so I thought I’d be lazy and just sign you up.” “You mean this was all a waste of effort to get a temporary contract when I didn’t need to?” “Well it is very much appreciated.” “If only I’d known, Justin has been out of work for ages and his unemployment pay runs out this month, we gave notice on the house and brought an RV to live in to cut costs.” “What did your husband do?” “Production manager.”

“Well I do have a job that might suit your husband. Three months pay for one day of work.” “Is it legal?” “It’s legal might be a bit stressful though.” “I’ll call him right now.” She called his mobile and he was in the office barely five minutes later. Lauren was still on Ryan’s lap with his prick inside her. “So what’s the job?” “We have a unit out west that lost a million dollars last year, the old manager retires this week and the lease comes up for renewal in five months time. So its time to let everyone go.” “You mean you want a hatchet man?” “Well of course, no one here wants to do it as afterwards you become known as the guy who fired everyone which isn’t exactly the career enhancing image that everyone wants to have. So this way you do the dirty deed and I pay you three months salary when the deed is done.”

Justin took a deep breath. “But if it was profitable?” “If costs could be cut by 10%, we’d keep it, by 15% and it would be a success. We can sell everything they make but not profitably unless costs are cut.” “So we either have to make it profitable or let the people go.” “Any chance you might renew the lease?” Ryan brought up a spreadsheet. “Fixed costs are 60% of the total.” “Run a second shift?” “That got suggested but the manager who is there said they didn’t have enough experienced staff. It was actually designated to try out the lights off night shift approach with automated robots running everything overnight. The equipment is all there. It just needs unpacking.” “Let me guess no experienced staff again.” “No I think it was something to do with the paperwork to get the local University involved as a project. If you can cut costs you have a permanent job by the way. Lauren tells me you have an RV, I could give you a package deal on expenses for the three months, say $5,000 a month package deal no receipts required for accommodation and meals. At the end of the three months we can review what you’d done and decide whether to close it down or not. If you can keep it open then there’ll probably be a job for Lauren there as well. From a PR point of view I’d prefer to keep it going but not at a cost of a million a year.” Ryan and Justin exchanged looks of agreement.

“But where would I live for the next three months?” interrupted Lauren, “Looks like you’re moving in with Ryan.” Justin turned to Ryan “But I expect her back after three months.”