Getting caught

Mr. Storm

These past few weeks have been the most stressful weeks in my life! Miss Gaard may have all qualities for an excellent PA. She is thorough, quick, sensible and independent. But she must be the most bungling person I have ever met. I have no idea how many near impotent situations I have had with a cup of coffee earlier in life, but since she became my PA there have been way too many.

But even if she is inadequate, I can’t seem to let her go. That smile she gives me in the morning when she walks into my office, with that scalding hot cup of coffee, lifts my day. I can’t seem to function without it. And I have heard from Barbra that she lifts the spirit of the whole office with her smile, easy laugh and those homemade cookies she brings every wednesday.

There have been a few interviews for the position as my PA and the last one, Miss Sanders, was perfect in every way. She had all qualifications and experience for working with high positioned executives. She was also beautiful with her deep brown eyes and auburn hair. I could also see that she was more than willing to do anything for me. And that's where she failed.

I don’t want a PA that want’s to fuck me. But right now I want to fuck my PA! This is why I prefer male PA:s. No worries about attraction there, unless they are gay. But from my experience gay PA:s have higher pride than to attemt seducing me by sitting undressed in my office after a late meeting. Yes, this has happened two times with female employees.

Lilly on the other hand is pure and sweet and gorgeously sexy in all her clumsiness. She isn’t asking me to fuck her. She has never shown any interest in me, except professionally and it seems that this is a major turn on for me. But it is not only her professionalism that draws me to her. Her natural submissiveness, her pure and naive personality and something more. Something I can’t put my finger on.

Her reaction to the punishment I gave her this Wednesday shows more than natural submission. She likes punishment, she likes to be dominated. Afterwards she was relaxed and focused, just as she was the first few days as my PA. But I could see the uncertainty beneath her collected facade.

The aftercare I gave her was not enough. I should have held her, made sure she was alright. Assured her that I would take care of her. Now she doesn’t know where she stands with me. Will I take care of her or will I hurt her? I know that and I think that I did it on purpose. I want her to be uncertain of me so that she’ll make more mistakes. That way I will have the chance to punish her again. To have her submit to me, to have her come undone under my hands. I want her to be mine!

But she is so young. She’s only twenty two and I’m thirty six. Would such a young and beautiful girl even look at an old man like me if I wasn’t her boss. This is where she frustrates me to no end. The uncertainty I feel towards her, the power I feel she holds over me.

Don't get me wrong. I know I’m desirable. I know that I look good with my dark hair and blue eyes, square jaw and straight nose, tall and well toned body. I may not be all muscle, I do sit at a desk all day, but I take care of myself. I am definitely defined as handsome. Then my confidence upon all that draws women in like moths to fire.

But my confidence wavers when it comes to her. When she told Barbra this morning about her date with some boy from the deli my chest was filled with anger, jealousy and uncertainty. Of course she would want to go out with a boy her own age and not someone fourteen years older. 

She felt my anger immediately when she entered my office. And of course the mistake came shortly after. When she burned her hand on the hot coffee I lost it. She got hurt, because of me. And what did I do? I punished her for that. She thinks it was because she spilled my coffee but it was because she’s going on a date with someone and that she didn’t have her own safety in consideration. Those are the real reasons.

And now she shamelessly sits at her desk chatting with her boyfriend. I want to bend her over my couch again, spank her and then fuck her to oblivion.

“I-I.” She stammers as she looks up at me with shame and fear.

“Is everything set for the meeting with Mr. Preston?” I say, changing the focus to work instead.

“Yes, sir. All the documents are on the table in the conference room and I will go and start up all the equipment right away.” She says and stands up behind her desk. She smooths out that skirt that hugs her full hips and ass perfectly. As she walks to the conference room I look at her behind. Those generous hips sway lightly as she walks and I feel my trousers tighten. It is obvious she isn’t putting on a show. The sway of her hips is all natural and fuck that gets me hard.

Fifteen minutes later I sit at my desk checking my email as there is a light knock on the frame of my door. I prefer the door to my office to be open so that I can see my employees and so they can see me. It is to make sure that the atmosphere of the office is transparent and it also encourages hard work, for both my employees and myself.

As I lift my eyes to the door I see Lilly standing there. “Mr. Preston has arrived.” She says with a light smile. I nod at her and stand up, put on my suit jacket and button it. Lilly is still standing at the door, her eyes locked on the movement of my body and hands as I ready myself to meet Mr. Preston. I make sure to put on a show by pulling at the cuffs of my white shirt and make sure that my cufflinks are in order. I see her eyes observing the motion and her tongue slips out to wet her lips.

When I’m done and round my desk her eyes dart up to meet mine and I give her a knowing smile. Her cheeks redden with the blush of shame for being caught. I guess she does find me somewhat attractive. That knowledge brings me great satisfaction and I go into my meeting with the confidence of a rockstar.