enjoyed playing the role of the stern Woman Boss to the lowly employee, willing to do ANYTHING to keep his job.
To set the scene: Ms. Linden (that would be "me!") requested that Tom come by her house late this afternoon to discuss some problems at the office...i.e. to terminate him from employment. I dressed ready to head out on the town to a nice dinner with friends after I fired my employee. I was dressed in my black thigh highs, a black wrap around dress with a V-cut front, black slip, black front-closure bra and black high-heeled sandals. I had a strand of pearls and pearl earrings. I had my nails done in a deep red as well as a matching pedicure so, I was dressed to fit the part.
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Tom arrived a little late. Obviously, he was nervous about why I had called this meeting.
"Tom, I want to go over some statistics with you about your performance levels," I informed him as I showed him into my living room and had him take a seat on the leather chair.
"Yes, Ms. Linden. I thought my attendance record was one of the best. I..."
"I don't want to hear how great your attendance has been, I want to know why your performance levels have fallen off dramatically in the last couple of weeks. Your job is on the line. I have to do some serious trimming of the fat around here and quite honestly, unless you can come up with some pretty good answers, I will have no choice but to fire you," I told him in a very stern voice.
"Ma'am, I'm willing to do anything to keep my job," Tom practically begged.
"Really, anything?" I asked. "I can think of a few ways you might be able to salvage your job."
"Yes, Ms. Linden, I am willing to do ANYTHING you tell me to do, ANYTHING," Tom said again.
"Okay, let's see what you're willing to do. Stand over there on the other side of the coffee table and take off all your clothes...completely, totally naked," I instructed Tom.
Tom stood up and walked around the coffee table and then slowly began to undress. I leaned back on the sofa and placed one high-heeled foot on the coffee table allowing my dress to fall open exposing the top of my short black slip and the tops of my thigh high hose...sans panties. Tom was watching between my legs...
As Tom took off his underwear, his cock stood straight out at full attention.
"What are you looking at???" I commanded. "You're pussy, ma'am. I've always wondered what your pussy looked like. All the guys at the office want to know if you wear panties...and seeing you without panties and shaved bare...Oh my gawd, Ms. Linden..." Tom stammered.
"Turn around, let me see what you look like. I'm not going to promise you'll get to keep your job but if you perform as I command, I may let you stay on a temporary basis. I can't honestly justify a live sex toy on my payroll but I can be pretty creative when it comes to covering for a willing boy toy," I told him. Tom turned around as I instructed.