Under My Boss's Control

I sip my coffee and continue to think about her. She’s going to make it even more difficult to concentrate on work today. I know eventually I’ll have to focus because it’s my company, so this responsibility rests entirely on my shoulders.

I sigh and force myself to listen. I consider each argument that the other partners are making. Though we are a successful business, I’d hate to lose money, or put anyone out of a job. Still, I don’t want to be known as the guy who risked his employees’ health and safety.

I start to tune them out again, and daydream about the receptionist, and how she’d fit perfectly into my plans for stress relief. It’s not every day that I run into a woman who’s exactly my type. I mean, it happens, but not as often as I’d like it to.

I think even more about her, and about my decision for the company. I’ve already convinced myself it’s the right one. Coffee cup in hand, I lean back in my chair and take a few sips.

The others are still debating. Two of them are in a heated argument, so this could go on for a while, which leaves me more time to drift off into la-la land.

I don’t think it’s even possible to call this a workday, because we are not really getting anything done, just talking. Still, this was an important issue that needed to be discussed. A lot of people are in panic mode right now, including my own staff.

I’m glad I’m this good at staying cool though. I’m sure it makes all the others feel calm to see the company in such steady hands. Eventually the conversation comes to a lull, and we drink our coffee in silence. I know they are almost ready to ask me for my final answer. I think I’m more than prepared to give it, but I just want to make sure.

Chapter 3

Ben

I keep thinking about our receptionist. I loved seeing her blush when I thanked her for the coffee. I definitely felt something between us, and I want to act on it. I’ve never been able to just let a woman or opportunity like that pass me by.

Although she’s been out of the conference room for a while now, I can’t get her off my mind. I spend the whole rest of the meeting fantasizing about her. Hearing her apology made me think I’d love to make her my submissive.

I want to hear her calling me “sir” and begging me for more. If we had been alone, I would have bent her over this conference table and spanked her bare ass for being late with my coffee. Then she really would have been apologizing.

I would love to see her down on her knees, almost worshipping me. To have her waiting for me to make the first move. Obeying me. Catering to my every fantasy. I’d love to spread her open and have her screaming my name out in ecstasy. That would be like music to my ears.

I want to have her in my bed, tied up or suspended. I could play with her any way I like. If I could get her naked, I could finally see those curves she’s hiding under her office attire. I have to admit, I like the fitted style of the skirts and blouses she’s always wearing. They hug her body very nicely.

I want to see her big dark eyes widen in surprise as my fingers tangle in her hair, to feel her full lips wrapped tightly around the end of my cock as she takes all of it in her mouth. I want to see her ass cheeks bouncing when I’m behind her, to hear her moan with each thrust, and to have the knowledge that it’s me who’s giving her that satisfaction.

I have to calm myself down as I can feel myself getting hard from my thoughts. I must be professional for the time being.

Thank goodness no one knows what I’m thinking. That would be worse than embarrassing. I can’t wait for this meeting to be over, not just so I can get back to my fantasizing. I want to put my plan into action, which is to have her stay with me so that I can play with her any time I want.

I must have her. I need to figure out a way to make her mine. I’m the type of person that if I want something, I go after it and I don’t stop until I get it. Besides, she looks like she could be a fun distraction from everything that is going on right now. We all need something like that at this moment of life.

I can’t believe how serious and stressful everything has gotten, and how quickly. It’s enough to give a person a headache. Even if it doesn’t work out, at least I’ll have had fun trying to win her. I need some fun, especially with my usual club being closed. I can always go back to Club Lush once it re-opens, but in the meantime, I want to make this curvy goddess my plaything.