Naughty Secretary

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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. a.m. I’m the Sunday School teacher today. Make friendship bracelets, tidy up a lot of little beads. 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. Wear my best velvet dress to school because they’re commemorating the sinking of the Titanic anniversary with a day of themed lessons. My daughter and I dress up as rich ladies. Do my reading then go home.

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.Worst of it was, Tom was handsome, and if she wasn’t facing him across the deposition table, she’d like to face him across a dinner table. Or the bedroom. He screamed Dominant, and the submissive she buried deep within herself squealed to be allowed to kneel before him. 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. 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.

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. 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. 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.p.m. Come home with daughter, cook tea (that’s an evening meal in the north of England), and do daughter things. 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.

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.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.