Although they had started their affair weeks before, Diana and Melanie had managed to keep it a secret from their co-workers. After all, Melanie had just been given the plum DeRossi account and there were those who would cry favoritism if they knew of Mel's relationship with one of the managing partners at Keegan & Brand. Still, it was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain their professional façade at the office. In staff meetings, Melanie would catch Diana gazing at her with a tiny smile playing about her mouth. Mel would feel her face flush as she remembered that just a few hours before, in Diana's bed, Diana had fucked her senseless with a huge strap-on dildo, making Mel come over and over again. It would make Mel's pussy wet just to think of it and she would clench her thighs together, coming in a soundless orgasm as she thought of their love play. And Diana would watch every second, knowing exactly what was happening and thrilling to the power she had to make Mel come just by looking at her.
And so came a rainy Friday afternoon when the majority of the office decided to take off early. Mel was working on a client presentation and was frustrated with a bit of advertisers block – she just couldn't come up with a catchy tag line for the campaign. Picking up her laptop, she wandered to Diana's office to bounce some ideas off of her. Diana was shoeless, her stockinged feet propped up on the desk, as she spoke into the wireless headset.
"Richard, I think you're missing the point here. We have a golden opportunity to snatch away a ten million account from Clive and Associates and you're giving me this bullshit about "goodwill"? There is no honor among thieves, Richard. They've stolen accounts from us; now we need to get some of our own back. Take your balls out of the vault and strap them on, because I want the contracts signed, sealed and delivered by end of day Monday. Yes, Richard – Monday. Well then, you'd better get to it hadn't you? Ciao, Richard."
Diana disconnected the phone and pulled off her headset.
"What a spineless schmuck. If he wasn't the nephew of the CEO of our biggest account, he'd be out on his ass in a minute! So what's up, gorgeous?"
"Diana!" Melanie glanced quickly at the open door, nervous that someone had heard. She was constantly worried that they would be indiscreet and someone would find out – and she'd be the one out on her ass. She closed the office door and sat down. Diana laughed at her.
"Would you stop worrying? No one around here suspects a thing! And I call everybody "Gorgeous"!"
Melanie relaxed a little.
"I know...you're right. But now that the door's closed, I've got to tell you...do you know how hot it makes me when I hear you talking in your "I'm the fucking bad-ass boss" voice." Melanie sat back and crossed her legs.
Diana laughed.
"Really? I never knew that!"
"Oh, yeah! It totally plays into my favorite fantasy!"
"And what's that?"
"Well, I'm the meek little secretary and you're the dominant uber-bitch Boss Lady. And I have to do whatever you want, because I can't lose my job."
"Hmmmm..." Diana hummed thoughtfully, "I think we can make that fantasy a reality!"
She stood up and walked over to the picture windows facing out to the office. She began pulling the blinds closed.
Melanie looked a bit panicked.
"No way, Di – not in the office! What if someone comes in?"
Diana clicked the door lock and turned around. "Now, Miss Johnson, it's time for your Performance Review. I'm afraid your work hasn't been quite up to my expectations. I think we may have to let you go" She walked over and stood leaning against the desk directly in front of Mel, her arms crossed and looking quite stern.
Melanie glanced once at the closed and locked door, but then decided what the hell. She was already so hot, trying to anticipate where this was leading. She cast her eyes down and bit her lip.
