Kelly straightened her dress in the mirror inside the door of her office closet. Walking back to the chair where she had left her fitted professional jacket she assessed her young employee, still semi-slumped on the floor, underwear around his knees, having just cleaned his mess from the tile with his tongue and mouth.
"You should get dressed and get to work," Kelly instructed as she put on her jacket, "There is still the report to fix and get out to the clients."
"Yes, Miss." Brian responded slowly rising pulling up his boxer briefs as he did. His cock was still sensitive as he pulled up his pants, and the feeling of Ms. Smith's finger is his ass lingered. He finished dressing and went to leave his boss's office to get back to work.
"Wait one second," Kelly said as he started to leave. She walked back across the office and picked her still damp and stained panties up, off her desk. Folding them neatly so that the scented crotch was still exposed, then tucked them into Brian's shirt pocket.
"A little something to remember what you are working for now," she said.
"Yes, miss." Brian responded, unable to hold the gaze of her blue eyes, he looked to the ground at Kelly's feet. The scent from her underwear in his pocket once again hitting his nose, though his cock was still recovering from his boss's previous manipulations Brian's breath caught in his chest for just a moment at the scent.
Kelly reached out with her left hand and grasped Brian's chin firmly; slowly she brought his head back up until he looked her in the eyes once again. Her right hand moved down from his shirt pocket, across his stomach and began to gently massage his cock through the front of his khaki pants.
He moaned softly as she stood close rubbing his cock; the light scent of her perfume mixing with that of her heat from the panties in his pocket. Brian tried to urge his cock to respond to her touch but knew more time was needed.
Kelly knew this as well, but tormented her new young plaything for a moment before speaking, "I need that amended report on my desk immediately, boy," her tone hardening.
"Yes, miss," Brian responded.
He took a sharp inhale as she moved her hand down from his cock, grabbing his balls once again, through his pants, and firmly squeezing. "No more mistakes...right?" she questioned.
"No, miss," he gasped out, as he attempted to stand higher on the balls of his feet in an attempt to relieve the pressure.
"Good," Kelly stated firmly as she released his balls and chin.
Brian quickly gathered his copy of the erroneous report from where he had left it on her desk; before he had submitted to his new role. He looked at the floor as he hurried past Kelly toward the door, out of her office, and back to his desk.
Kelly playfully slapped him on his ass, still sore from his earlier punishment, then watched, relaxing into a lean onto her desk, as he left the office. Tall and fit, if somewhat skinny, she liked the boyish look of her new toy. His ass did fit well in a pair of khaki pants, she thought. She then sat down behind her desk, noticing a slight chill between her legs as her own cum dried under her dress, on her inner thighs and bald pussy.
Brian returned to his desk, looking quickly around the outer office to which of his coworkers may have heard or noticed something had been going on in the boss's office that morning. To his relief, nobody that he could see reacted to his return. For a moment he sank into his chair; the disbelief at what had happened fully sinking in.
The taste of his own cum lingered in his mouth, and he could still picture the taste of his boss's pussy in his mind as her heat still dried on his cheeks and chin. He had never cum as hard as he just had; his boss's finger in his ass while she stroked his cock; his oral efforts to please her, enough to deserve that reward. He tried to push out of his mind what further responsibilities Ms. Jones would assign to him as he set to fixing the mistakes in the report that had put him in this position.
After making the quick changes to the report Brian e-mailed it back to his boss for her review and moved on to other tasks for the day. He tried to concentrate on his tasks if only to take his mind off what had happened earlier. As the morning progressed his cock began to recover and responded in his pants as his mind wandered to the new "duties" his job might now entail.
Kelly quickly reviewed the new report and sent it out; correcting the mistake that Brian had made. Her mind wandered slightly from time to time as well. She had long craved control in her relationships and her new office boy would finally give her the proper outlet for her desires.
The morning progressed rather uneventfully for Brian and around noon he left his desk and took a break for lunch. When he returned there was a note left on his keyboard, "My office, IMMEDIATELY!"
Oh, crap, he thought, the emphasis in the note causing him worry. Brian rushed to Kelly's office as quickly as he could. As he arrived he noticed there was a new desk near the door to her office. Sheepishly he knocked on the frame of the open door and peeked his head around the corner. "Miss, you wanted to see me?"
Without looking up from the work on her desk, Kelly responded, "Yes, Brian, come in."
The tone of her voice was professional yet softer then what Brian had expected, based on the note. He relaxed slightly as he walked into Ms. Jones' large office and stood in front of her desk. Surely, she wouldn't have been that casual if he was in any real trouble; but after this morning he was not sure what was to come next.
Kelly let him stand with increasing nervousness for a few moments, while she finished what she had been working on. Finally she looked up, pushed back away from her desk in her chair, crossed her legs, and looked up at Brian, slowly assessing him once again in front of her.
He shifted uneasily on his feet as he stood awaiting instruction. For a second he was able to look down at his boss and appreciate how her jacket and dress accentuated her modestly sized breasts and narrow waist, her well-toned pale calf and shin bouncing slightly as her leg hung over her opposite knee. Brian looked back up at Ms. Jones' face, suddenly aware she had noticed how his eyes had taken in her body. Again unable to hold her look he averted his eyes quickly down to the desk between them.
"Hands behind your back," Kelly demanded; her tone suddenly full of authority.
Brian immediately responded clasping his hands behind his back. Ms. Jones slowly uncrossed her legs and stood, bending a bit at the waist to gather the papers on her desk. As she was bent slightly, Brian looked up and could see down her dress top. He wetted his lips a bit as he appreciated her firm cleavage and the slight freckles that stood out against her pale skin.
Though he thought she was not paying attention, Kelly noted Brian's reaction and knew exactly what she was doing. She turned to put the paper in the low cabinet behind her desk, bending in a slightly exaggerated manor at the waist pushing her ass up and towards her young employee.
Brian's breath shortened as he watched his boss put away her work, staring at her firm ass pushed up directly towards him. His cock now began to harden as the scent from her panties in his shirt pocket reminded him that her bald pussy was exposed, just up under the hem of Ms. Jones' dress.
Kelly glanced back over her shoulder and noted the how her toy stood spellbound, staring at her ass.
His cock was further hardening and now starting to uncomfortably tent his khaki pants. Brian briefly made a move with his arm to reach and adjust himself, but instantly thought better of it and left his hands behind his back as he had been ordered.
"Do you like what you see, boy?" Kelly asked, snapping Brian back to attention. He quickly again looked down at the desk in front of him.
"I...uhh...yes, miss," he finally stammered out.
Kelly reached back sliding her hand down over her ass lightly grabbing the material of her dress on the back of her thigh. She took a small step, widening her stance, and bent further till she stood with her back parallel to the floor. Her hamstrings were stretched taut as she slowly pulled her dress upward exposing the back of her legs more fully.
"I bet you'd like to help me pull up this dress and slide your cock into my tight, wet, pussy. You'd like to do that, wouldn't you, boy," Kelly taunted.
Brian's cock further strained against the fly of his pants, and for just a moment he thought about moving around the desk and grabbing Ms. Jones by the hips as he had that morning. He remembered her reaction though and stayed as he was, staring, his heart rate quickening.
"Yes, miss," He responded.
Kelly stood, letting her dress fall back into place. She turned and quickly moved around her desk to stand in front of Brian. His eyes fell and his view rested on her pale freckled chest. Kelly reached around his hip and grabbed Brian's ass with one hand. Holding him tightly her opposite hand began to gently caress his cock through his pants.
"Do you think you've earned that privilege, boy?" Kelly questioned.
"Mmmmmmmm...I don't know, Miss." Brian moaned trying to push his cock harder into his boss's hand, his eyes closing.
Kelly didn't allow him to create any additional pressure but kept teasing him.
"You haven't done nearly enough to deserve that, boy." Kelly snapped at him, removing both hands and stepping back away from him.
Brian's eyes opened with a gasp, his hips thrust forward a few times searching for the pressure that had just left his cock.
Kelly continued, "You may have noticed a new desk outside my door. That is to be your new work station. This way you will be close so I can monitor your work and you can be responsive to my demands. Do you understand, boy?"
"Yes, miss," he responded. Disappointment spread across his face, though his cubicle was not spacious, but this single desk at his boss's door was a decided downgrade. His coworkers might view him as a mere secretary for his boss as well.
"I was disappointed when I came to find you earlier and you were gone to lunch." Her voice stern Kelly continued, "From now on you ask permission to leave your desk, if you want to go to lunch you ask, get up to get water or coffee you ask, need to use the bathroom you ask. Do you understand, boy?"
