Thread: Boss's Personal Secretary

Ms Rossom was a confident woman, the head of a big business that she started on her own. She clawed her way up to where she was and she was sure that she could do just about anything. What made this woman so dangerous was that, in her position, she pretty much could do anything she chose. There was a confident smile on her face as she watched him walk in, almost predatory. Her prey was caught and now the fun could begin, she already had a few things in mind but she still had yet to decide on what she wanted to do exactly with this man. There was plenty of time for that later, she had enough copies to last her a life time and she hade a lifetime to use them on this poor sap. She put her elbows on her chest and rested her head in her hands, this position brought more attention to her luscious chest that didn??t need anything to draw any attention to it. It did that just fine on its own. The chest was wooden, oak, it looked like it was big enough for someone to lay across it and still have room for someone else to work. It was. She had tested that on one of her former secretaries. She went through them whenever she got bored of things, pictures and sums kept them from saying anything to anyone and that was just the way that she wanted it to be. The room itself was big, bookshelves lined the walls of the office, there was a liquor cabinet the size of one of the bookshelves along one of the walls, all the fixings there to make any kind of drink imaginable and beautiful furniture to enjoy it in. There was a couch, soft, full, a seductive red color that was so comfortable one could sit down and never want to get up. There were chairs to match it, these same kind of chairs were in front of her desk, through herown desk chair wasn??t like those. She had a much less comfortable chair. She found that when people get comfortable they get sloppy and that made dealing with people in her office much easier. There was a large television across from the couch and the chairs, even a small table with magazines, the latest issues of magazines. The television was large by anyone??s standards. It seemed that if someone could afford all of this in a simply business office then their home must be even more stunning. Not that many people got to come into her office, her secretary was allowed in here but no on e else. She had been expecting him. ??So,? she said, her smile growing as she stood from her seat behind the desk, ??I think I know why you are here.? She waited for the doors to close behind him. There were some lights in her office, though during the day they were not needed as one whole wall was a big, tinted window. It shown light behind her, giving her a sort of angelic glow, but what she had in mind would make angels cringe. ??You wish to make those pictures that I have go away don??t you? After all, you were doing all those things with all those men. Tsk, tsk. I would have thought better of you my dear Matthias.? She said, her smile only growing. He didn??t know that he didn??t do anything and the more he thought he did the easier he would be to manipulate. ??Such pictures, such scandals, they would sell well.? She said, walking over to him. ??Tell me boy, what would you do to prevent these pictures form getting out?? She asked him bluntly. It seemed very clear, she would blackmail him. It didn??t matter though, if he wanted to amount to anything he needed the pictures he believed that she had to stay hidden form as many eyes as possible.