Jordana pouted as she leaned over her desk. Her back hurt and she was in a miserable mood. Adam had given her two projects to finish by the end of the day and her computer was running slow. She had thought that working as a graphic designer would be fun but ever since being hired at this company, she was slowly being driven crazy.
Adam was much older then she and had a way of making her feel small and useless. She had been at the top of her class in college but the moment she had handed in her first project, he had ripped it to shreds, both literally, and physically. She had cried and that had just given him more fuel to tell her to shape up.
Jordana brushed her blonde hair away from her face and carefully placed the photo in the design. It was a week before Christmas and this was not how she wanted to spend her last day of work before the holidays. Other workplaces had parties, and get-togethers. Overall fun activities. She and Adam were the only ones working because he was her boss and he had decided that this project needed to be finished tonight.
"Stop daydreaming. The faster we get this done the less time I have to spend here with you." Adam barked those words then went back to working.
Jordana tried to continue working but her mind kept flashing to a scene that had occurred a few months before. It had been another late night and although she didn't really remember the details of how it started, it had ended with her flat on her back on his desk with her skirt around her hips. He had licked and sucked on her pussy until she came so hard she saw stars. The next day at work Jordana had been freaked out about what to say to Adam. Had it been the stress of working long hours? Had it been the fact she had worn a skirt for the first time. None of those questions were ever answered and now here she was two months later wearing the same skirt. She saw the same look in his eyes and she knew that her thoughts were naughty and forbidden.
Jordana tried to concentrate but kept glancing over at her boss. He was at least forty-five, if not older. He was tall, over six feet, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He wore casual clothes all the time and could be a clothing model. Today he was wearing beige pants with a green golf shirt. She knew he was single. He mentioned how girlfriends were annoying and gave him no time to enjoy the good things in life. According to Adam golf, swimming, and gambling were the most important things.
