*Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzz* I jumped in my chair realizing where I was and I must have been day dreaming again. Since we met I'd been doing a lot of that and it was becoming noticeable at work. LeAnn one of the other clerical workers here at Blandish and Martin Attorney's at Law, walked up to my desk asking me if I was alright. I looked up, blushing; telling LeAnn I'm fine.
She said, "Alright but if you're sick go home." In other words she didn't want me spreading my germs around the office.
Then came, *BuzzzBuzzzBuzzzzzzzzz* "Ms. Davis?" the voice bellows. "Would you please grab your note pad and come in to my office NOW!" he said firmly.
What a grouch I thought to myself. So I got my things and went in, sitting down in my usual chair. Mr. Martin, Frank Martin, what a brood. He's 6'3", married, has three adorable children and as extremely handsome man for his age. Other then his annoying disposition he's okay, after all he does pay well and gives praise when praise is due.
"Ms. Davis, in the future I expect you to be on top of your game here and not day dreaming. One should be disciplined for this wouldn't you think?"
I began to nervously shake and didn't know what he meant by disciplined.
"Well?" he bellowed again.
"Yes Sir, I understand I promise not to let that happen again."
Hoping that was the end of that, he said that I was to arrange my schedule to work late for the next two weeks as he had an extremely important case he was working on and needed me to be here ready to serve.
There it was again, he said serve, I must be reading more in to this then I should be.
Still feeling nervous I blurted out, "But it's the holidays; I still get my holidays off, right?" I ask looking up at him with hopeful eyes.
He thought for a minute, "If we work very hard you may get Christmas day off, but, there are no promises."
I looked at him in anger and just sighed. I was not happy but felt I had no choice.
He continued, "If I need you I'll call. I expect you to drop whatever it is your doing and come back to this office on a moments notice. Do you understand Ms. Davis? Have I made myself clear? This is an extremely important case and I won't take no for an answer or you can leave and I'm sure any of the other secretaries would be thrilled to assist and serve my needs well. Might even be a Christmas bonus in it if you work hard enough."
I thought for a minute, I didn't have a family at home waiting, my parents died in an automobile accident two years ago and I was an only child. Giving that I really had no reason to say no other then I disliked the man and his arrogant ways. However, jobs are not plentiful this of year either.
Finally I answered, "Yes Sir, I understand and will be here for as long as you need me everyday."
With that I just sat there thinking I hope I'm not making a mistake here. I felt a strange sensation flow through me making me squirm in my chair. He notices and just grinned at me. I got chills when he grinned at me the way he did.
He dismissed me and told me he would see me tomorrow. I said goodnight and left.
That night I was soaking in the tub when David called. The moment I heard his voice my nipples grew hard and my pussy wet with my juices. As he spoke to me I grew extremely horny and he could tell it in my breathing. He told me to grab my bath tube vibrator and rub it along my clit, twisting and pulling my right nipple, then my left.
It wasn't long and I had a powerful orgasm. He told me to put the vibrator in my pussy and keep it in on high. I love how he controls me. It's like I'm hypnotized by his voice. I'm consumed by him, he's taken me to places I never dreamed I could go over the phone.
For the next twenty minutes I had three more orgasms. Then he told tell me to dry off and go to bed, saying he would call again tomorrow night. I cooed in his ear and said good night.
After having a night of erotic dreams, the alarm goes off and it's morning and another day. I get to the office to find everyone already hard at work. Looking at the clock I see it says 8:05 am. I'm five minutes late but no one seems to care so I settle in and begin working.
After a couple hours his majesty, I mean Mr. Martin, bellowed for me to come in. I grabbed my pad and pen, entered his office and sat down.
Mr. Martin began with saying good morning, the usual stuff then all of a sudden stood up, walked over to the door and said, "We have a problem and I thought we should talk with the door shut. Others need not be privy of what we talk about."
Walking up behind me, I could feel the hair on my arms stand up.
"Ms. Davis what time are you supposed to be to work everyday? Or did office policy change and I didn't receive the memo?" He barked.
"Sir 8 am, just as it's always been. Nothing has changed it's still the same." I said.
Walking to my right, standing so the bulge in his pants was at my face, he asked, "Then why Ms. Davis did you arrive at 8:05 am?"
Nervously I stumble over my words and reply, "No Sir, I am sorry I will make up my time and it won't happen again."
He moves and walks back around to his chair.
"Ms. Davis, this is not good, how can I count on you during this time where I need you most if you can not get to work on time. This is strike two; I trust there won't be a strike three?"
"Yes Sir I promise there will be no more problems." I replied.
With that he mumbles, "We shall see." He motioned me out of his office and back to work. The day was long and 5 o'clock was finally here. I knew if I didn't I'd be in trouble so I stuck my head in Mr. Martins door and asked if he needed me anymore tonight.