DM - It has been two years since her lover’s death left her millions better off, but that has not stopped a mistress claiming thousands from her former employer. The mistress of luxury auto dealer Ronald Pecunies, who died in May 2010, is suing his company to enforce a four-year employment contract she secured from him – for which it was alleged in a counter claim her main role was to allegedly sleep with her boss. Pecunies became smitten with Dilek when he met her on a 2004 business trip to Germany. He is then believed to have flown her back to the U.S. where he got her a work visa and gave her a job at his company. Though her job role allegedly required little more than being Pecunies’ mistress, the judge has sided with the woman, now in her thirties, saying the agreement could be binding despite being ‘worthy of a made-for-television movie’. Six months before his death in 2010, Pecunies set up two trust funds for his lover – which gave her a $1 million bank account and the contents of the rent-stabilized apartment he had leased for just under $2,000-a-month. When he died, she received almost $3million pay out from his estate. When she sued for breach of contract last year, Watson Enterprises counter sued her for unjust enrichment and civil theft. Owner Arthur Kitt Watson testified that her only duty was to ‘sleep with Ron’ and said: ‘I don’t want my ex-partner’s girlfriend working for me’

What a set of balls on this chick, huh? Suing to keep her $120K a year job of fucking the boss even though the boss is dead? Listen sweetheart, you had a good run. You played the game hard and you played it well, but the great ones need to know when to hang ‘em up. You’re over 30 years old now. Yeah you can still paint the corners and get a few outs, but the fastball isn’t what it used to be. New owner Arthur Kitt Watson isn’t trying to fuck his dead buddy’s old lady. Take your three million dollar estate and head back to the Third Reich so Arthur can bring in some fresh meat. You’d think a net of 1.5 mil a year for fucking some old dude with prostate cancer would be a solid deal. Not for Emel Dilek. Guess when you give a mouse a cookie it’s gonna ask for a glass of milk…