Blackmail and lies
Date: 6/30/2016, Categories: Fiction, Coercion, Job / Office Sex, Teen, Author: abroadsword, Source: sexstories.com
London England, August 2014. I was sitting at my desk, daydreaming, looking out across the Thames towards the London Eye from my eighth floor window when the phone rang. “Hi, Uncle John?” a young female voice said awkwardly. “Er yes,” I replied thinking very quickly, as I didn’t actually have any neices. “Its Saffron Uncle John,” she explained, “Can I come to see you?” “See me?” I asked, as I wondered who this ‘Saffron’ actually was, “Why?” “Can I explain when I see you?” she said, “Only it’s a bit awkward, and to do with my gap year.” “Gap year?” I asked stupidly. “Yes, will you come to Bramptons,” she asked, “Or shall I come to your office?” “Bramptons, Lord Marchington’s house?” I queried thinking aloud as Lord Marchington used to be one of my clients. “Yes, its Saffron here, Saffron Giles, Lord Marchington’s eldest?” she reminded me. “Good lord, I remember, you were about twelve when I last saw you, didn’t we have tea in your tree house?" I remembered, I remembered climbing the rope ladder to that tree house when I had just started as a broker aged around twenty two when I was still reasonably fit and athletic. “Perhaps I could I come to your flat?” she suggested, “I have the address as one twenty one Reidsmuir Street?” “Yes, on the third floor, yes, my flat, Ok?” I agreed, “When?” “Tonight, seven thirty?” she queried. “Ok,” I agreed and I tried to work out exactly what was going on. I had this image of a twelve years old kid in my mind, a child, a tomboy but Saffron had ...