Personal Assistance

Personal Assistance by Jonathan Philips



His suggestion was outrageous.

It had only been a box of pens for Christ’s sake!

Who the hell didn’t ‘borrow’ from the stationary cupboard from time to time? It was one of the unwritten perks of having an office job.

What he was asking disgusted her.

Okay he was the boss, but she didn’t need to be an expert on employment law to know that he was way overstepping the line here.

Then again…she had been caught red-handed.

She felt her cheeks burn with an intense heat, her heartbeat raced wildly within her chest.

What he was asking was wrong…it was shocking and she felt her pussy throb with delight at the mere thought of it.

Of course she would comply! The suggestion was highly offensive to her sensibilities as a modern, intelligent woman, but it was also an idea that caused a shiver to run through her spine and her nipples to swell hot and tight within the confines of her bra.

How dare he?

Her body tingled in anticipation.

***

It was weird…something told her she was in trouble the second her laptop had chimed, letting her know that new mail had arrived. However, she had absolutely no idea what she could possibly have done wrong. The email had arrived directly from her boss’s company address and it had been sent well out of regular working hours.

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