Thread: Boss's Personal Secretary

The woman was walking into work with a big smile on her face but it wasn??t quite the kind that you would imagine. It was predatory, a hungry smile. A smile that let you know that something good was going to happen, for her at least, but not so much for someone else. Her heels clicks on the floor as she walked, causing a very seductive sway in her hips, a business skirt that went down to her knees couldn??t hide the beauty in her body. She had on a collared shirt and a business suit to match, both unbuttoned to graciously show her beautiful cleavage. She had a large chest, a curvy body, she was a strong and confident woman, a deadly beauty as some might say, and right now she was ready to have this beautiful body of hers satisfied. A few weeks earlier she had obtained a new assistant. He was so adorable and she couldn??t wait to use him but for a long time she was unsure of how to go about doing so, now she was sure and she planned on finally having her fun. She walked up to the desk, resting her arms on it in a way that showed off her cleavage. Her boy as already hard at work, as he should be fore what she was paying him. but right now she had other things in mind. There was a Christmas party last night, a party that she was sure that he would remember nothing about. She had taken measures to ensure that. The poor boy, under aged as he may be, had gotten totally wasted and done something that she was sure to make him regret. The hungry s mile hung on her face as she waited for his attention. ??That was some party last night wasn??t it?? She asked him with a knowing smile. ??Then again I think that you might have had the most fun out of everyone there, isn??t that right?? she asked him, thriving on the fact that she knew he had to be scrambling in his mind to remember the events of the previous night. She leaned closer, making her cleavage all the harder to avoid staring at, ??I didn??t know you swung that way, it seems that everyone has their own little secrets.? She told him quietly, the smile never fading. It was at that moment that she let a picture fall onto his desk. It was him, decked out in make up or all things, and that wasn??t even the worst part. He was wearing a skirt so short that it would have made any woman blush and beneath it, it seemed that he had put on a thong! His shirt was totally unbuttoned in the image and it was a woman??s shirt, it didn??t even cover his midsection. One would think that it could not possibly get any worse but it did. Much. He was sitting on someone??s lap. A mans lap! And he was surrounded by men! One had a hand on his knee, another had a hand on his shoulder, if one had to make a guess then it would be easy to tell where this picture lead. ??Oopps.? The woman said, though it didn??t sound like this had been an accident. ??Well, I suppose that you can keep that one, I have plenty more.? She said surely before she began to walk away, leaving him with a single, horrible image form the night that he could not remember. ??If you need anything I will be in my office.? She told him, as though she had not just dropped the most embarrassing picture imaginable on the boy??s desk. From there she went into her office and sat in her chair, waiting for the boy to fully realize his situation. Last night, it seemed, he had done something horrible and she had picture proof. What he didn??t know was that the picture was staged, that he didn??t really have sex with those men. Still, she was the only person that knew that and the only one that needed to know. Ms. Rossom waited, she could be patient, she was sure the boy wouldn??t wait too long.