Karen was pulled off the bed, her pajamas stripped from her think and meek body. Hands drove her mad as they traveled all over her body. She was dripping with desire. Then suddenly she heard a loud and disturbing noise. It was her alarm clock. She was awake and wished that she wasn’t. She hadn’t had sex since Steve left her and she was about to burst with sexual frustration and energy lately. Today seemed much worse than most days.
She flicked off her alarm clock and stripped off her clothes as she walked into the master bath. She turned on the hottest shower and let the scalding water sooth her tingling body. The soft peaks of her nipples hardened as her hands lingered between her legs where she’d been washing herself. Work seemed a million miles from what she really wanted to be doing today, but she didn’t have time.
She climbed out of the shower and threw on the shortest skirt with nothing but a thin pair of pink lace panties underneath. The look was complete with her slightly sensual tight, white button-down shirt and no bra. White stilettos held her legs up and her hair, usually worn in a bun flowed freely and strawberry blonde, down her shoulders. At least if I can look like I’m getting some maybe I’ll feel better, she thought.
She was a legal secretary at a law firm called Big Richard’s Corporation. It wasn’t as wonderful as it may have seemed to some women. Her boss Pedro Richards, was beautiful, Mexican with a large form, complete with slick black hair and the lushest skin she’d ever seen.
However, as he towered over Karen now and reprimanded her for being five minutes tardy, she found she barely heard his words, her eyes were so intent on his crotch. Was he staring at her breasts or was that her imagination. She mustered up the coyest face she could and murmured, “I’m sorry sir, I got caught up in the shower.”
“Would you like to join me in my office, Ms. Brookes? I feel that perhaps we need to have a bit of a chat.”
“Why yes sir,” she replied meekly, sliding immediately back into the shell she barely peeked out of. Despite herself, as she followed him into his office, she absently twirled a lock of her hair and wondered what he would look like out of his suit.
Tom Davis sat in the chair opposite her boss’s desk. He was a gorgeous blonde who couldn’t have been a day over thirty with rock hard pecs and sparkling blue eyes. Today those eyes were full of mischief as they watched her every move as well as Pedro’s.
