I walked in to my office and found Janice standing beside my desk, naked except my suit jacket, gently rubbing her nipple with one hand while the other rested on my desk.
Her eyes were closed and I didn’t disturb her at first, I always found it interesting how as much as she had changed, she was still the same in some ways.
A year ago she’d been my boss. Controlling, power hungry, and ambitious.
Now she was my secretary and still craved those things, just no longer for herself.
She still wanted to be in control, just now of my schedule, and the office, and anything else I needed done.
She was still power hungry, she craved being close to those in power and the objects that they had. It was why she was touching the desk… my desk… why she was wearing the suit jacket… my suit jacket. She knew the power I held now, and wanted nothing more than to be close to it at all times.
She was still ambitious too… just not about her career but about her needs. Specifically her sexual needs. She constantly schemed on how to get a big, powerful, controlling, cock in to her… specifically my big, powerful, controlling cock.
I smiled and cleared my throat, her eyes shot open as her hands flew behind her back and her head lowered in shame.
“I… I’m… I’m sorry Sir, I didn’t hear you come in!” she managed to get out as she blushed profusely.
I knew it was an act though, just another attempt to make me bend her over the desk and fuck her. I could tell because as her hands had flown behind her, they had pulled the jacket to her side and I could see both of her nipples where as hard as diamonds.
I tisked at her a few times before responding, “What am I going to do with you Janice? Haven’t I made the rules clear enough? When you’re in my office you’re to be naked… completely naked. And no masturbation… not even a little when I’m not here.”
“I’m… I’m sorry… I… I just couldn’t help myself Sir.”
I shook my head and walked around behind my desk and pulled the chair out, sat down and then tapped my knee twice.
Her blushed spread to her chest as she took the jacket off and walked over to me, then laid down across my lap.
“So how long have you been a disobedient little slut for this time?”
Janice’s voice crackled as she replied, “Fif… fifteen minutes… at least… Sir.”
I rubbed her ass for a moment and could smell her sex filling the room. I rose my hand up and landed the first strike on her ass. At least fourteen more would follow and then she’d be begging me to fuck her.
And it was all thanks to just little bit of software I’d installed on her phone. If she’d been even a little bit nicer I might not have taken as far as I had… but then again, who am I kidding, it was always going to end this way.
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