Tonight was our last night in San Francisco; our flight leaves at noon tomorrow. Today was not what I had expected. I had always been on the edge of indecision, constantly seeking the wrong path. Today was not one of those.
Pam and I were close; we both worked in the same office, and I was her boss. For the past week, we had not associated after hours. I knew it was not a good idea to ask her to join me for a drink after a very stressful day, but strangely I did; I wouldn't say I liked sitting in a hotel lounge alone. It felt so good to be done with this week; the bourbon was working well, serving its purpose.
For weeks, I had been confused about my feelings for her; something about her was attractive, and I had to figure this out. I knew it was inappropriate; bosses and employees never work out. The softness of her short brunette hair flipped over to the side fit her well; her smile was infectious, and those dimples were on my mind daily.
Pam's reaction to my soft touch on her shoulder after drinks gave me more incentive; it appeared there might be something worth exploring. It was midnight before we left the hotel bar and said goodnight. Laying in my room alone and touching myself only worsened my anguish.
Knocking on her door was not what I had planned. Looking at my expression and my nude body, she knew I was desperate. Pulling me up close in the open doorway, she reached around and took a handful of each cheek, pinched and slapped them, then slowly slid a hand down to my opening, inserting a finger, curling it at the perfect place as she bit my nipples. I was hers.
Instantly she stepped back and returned with a short jacket.
"Put this on, arms out, be still, don't say a word!"
I was in agony, desperate to finish and find out where this was going, so I kept quiet as she tied my wrists with a leash and blindfolded me.
"Let's go."
"You're taking me outside? Ouch!"
The sting on my ass from her hand said shut up. I could hear the TV sound as we passed through the lobby. What was I doing? I heard people commenting as we walked and the honk as an occasional car whizzed past. She's parading me down the street on a leash, barefoot. My entire lower body and probably most of my ass were showing. The rush inside me was ferocious. My nerves were orbiting my body in panic mode.
When we stopped, I heard Pam knocking.
