Naughty Secretary

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He nodded, but their eyes met again and the hum flared between them, like a light switch being turned on. She left and called her client, who agreed to the terms. She took a minute to drink her coffee and breathe before she returned to the conference room. a.m. It’s supposed to be a day of rest but I am busy. Sundays always are busy for me. Prep activities for Sunday club, and gather my paperwork and thoughts for annual church meeting which happens after the service.

p.m. Watch Labyrinth, cook and eat, watch silly Saturday night TV, and do very little. A perfect wind-down. Good morning.” His deep voice tried to push past her defenses, perhaps she should have found something bullet proof. Her navy blue pants suit, might have been a better choice.

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Get up,” he said, hurriedly lifting me up and spinning me around. He grabbed my breasts roughly, bending me forward over the desk. My only thought was, Yessss. When Emma finds her Mr. Thomas’s want ad she offers to be more than just a professional assistant, she offers to be her boss’s submissive and gets a tour through depths she never imagined in herself. Or him No, this shouldn’t take long. My client has an offer I think you’ll be happy with.” He pushed some papers across the table, when she reached for them her fingertips brushed his hand and they both froze at the sparks. His eyes met hers as she stroked his skin, and it was like someone attached her directly to the source of electricity.

She blinked at him, slowly , trying to ignore her heart thundering, and her knees bending as she imagined kneeling before him, following his commands. “I think you’re mistaken.”She yanked the papers to her side of the battle field, sitting down in her trench, she read the proposal. They agreed to her terms, except the payout was 80% of what they sought. They wouldn’t go to trial, that was messy and expensive. Settlements were easier, corporations versus smaller corporations, she represented the small fish, and Tom was the big bad shark. I’m sure it’s not the best idea in the world to start sleeping with your boss. But I couldn’t remember ever having such a strong physical and mental connection with someone, and I trusted him, he was going to act responsibly for both of us, if something bad happened and things weren’t great, he could help me get a similar job somewhere else. I didn’t want to say no to something so intoxicating for a job I cared very little about. Tom’s mouth made a convincing argument for submission, but he grabbed her hair and pulled her from the kiss. She awaited final judgement with her bent head. “Look at me and tell me you don’t want to kneel,” he whispered, but he laced the command in his words, a subtle threat. p.m. Go out for a meal to celebrate daughter surviving the Titanic. Food is pretty good but I enjoy the view of the bar even more. Hot bartender makes pulling a pint intensely erotic. All sharp lines and bright blue eyes. I want him to dominate me and spank me. Share no more than a few glances with hot barman but the fantasies in my head keep me entertained for the rest of the evening.

a.m. When I get home I greet my husband with a kiss, which leads to him running his hands all over my velvet-encased body, which leads to us getting naked. He sits and I get on his lap and straddle him, facing away from him. He comes, I don’t; it’s not the best position for me. But my husband is brilliant because as I lean over the sofa arm he fingers me as I rub my clit. He loves to see me come and understands I need direct clit stimulation more often than not. What we do get includes a role reversal scene in which Chad White is the victim of sexual harassment by his femme boss on his first day of work. If you buy that premise, I have this Bridge in the sovereign state of Brooklyn for sale -please inquire. a.m. Wake early and intend to write. Arse about online instead. I swear the only way I get something done is if I’m procrastinating over doing something else. I’m going to need you to stay late tonight and pull some records so I can prepare for the DRC meeting tomorrow.A personal assistant finds her boss’s personal ad searching for a submissive and volunteers for the role. a.m. I’m the Sunday School teacher today. Make friendship bracelets, tidy up a lot of little beads. And so I fell into a routine of mostly being enamored and distracted. Today, like most days he walked in and greeted me. His knowing smile elicited a familiar tug between my legs that floated up through my stomach. I wanted him. In her firm’s conference room, she armed herself with papers, proof her client was correct. Proof they deserved their settlement demands. A secretary at her firm, a nice woman named Linda, showed Tom into the room and Shelly grappled with her breath. He wore his battle uniform, a custom tailored suit, his weapons still in his briefcase, as he set it on the table, flipping open the top, creating a barrier he could hide behind before the battle started.

Once a week, Daily Intel takes a peek behind doors left slightly ajar. This week, the Stay-at-Home Mom With Schoolgirl Spanking Fantasies: Female, 33, Manchester, U.K., stay-at-home mother/erotica writer, heterosexual, married. Shelly’s mouth opened and closed, like a fish; when he pulled her closer she didn’t stop him, no, she leaned into him. His kiss was like his voice, his body language, the wording in his contracts: careful and controlled. His lips worked her mouth open, his tongue taking a deposition, and she wasn’t sure she had the right answers, but she tried to be honest. A bored secretary fantasies about the men who come through her office. Until one of them sees what she’s doing and shows her reality is better than fantasy. The French Roll (aka The French Twist) has to be my all-time favourite hairstyle. It's a relatively simple style by itself but even in it's unadorned mode it simple oozes elegance, sophistication, femininity, glamour and allure and can be the basis for so many super-glamourous updo styles when embellished with a variety of curls, tendrils, jeweled hair combs or pins.

p.m. Read smutty book about submissives, skipping the girl-on-girl stories as they don’t float my boat. Come thinking about being bound and used for a man’s pleasure. a.m. Straight into the morning pre-school routine. Help daughter with math homework; she’s like me, a morning person. Bus is late, which makes us late for school. Not a good start to the day.