The toy's lost bet.
The bet had started out as little more than a joke. Atleast on Jeff's side. He'd never expected the sexy nurse Viv to take it seriously.
They'd been flirting for ages now, but nothing had ever come of it. He'd always assumed his chinese subordinate was faithful to her boyfriend Hue. So when he'd bet her she'd be his toy for a day, in case she missed throwing a crumpled piece of paper into the bin. He expected it to be another of their flirty jokes, nothing more. Even though he couldn't help but imagining showing her what a strong white man could do to her.
It was an easy throw from only a few feet away. Basically just extending an arm and dropping it, yet she somehow missed it. Be it a fluke, nerves or possibly her doing it on purpose, Jeff had now won the bet.
He played it off at first, suggesting she have another go at it. She insisted however that she'd lost and had to honour the bet.
"So what would you like me to do, oh great owner" She said with a giggle. "Get you some coffe? Or maybe make a silly face?"
With that she stuck her tongue out at him playfully. Confident in their familiar banter.
Jeff's mind had been somewhere else entirely with the toy part. Though he couldn't help feeling a little stirring below at her mention of him being her owner.
"Ha ha... Very fun Vivy. But yes, a coffee would be nice."
"As you command" She says with a laugh.
"Oh, and your owner commands you to.... Turn your shirt backwards while you do that."
"Uh, what?"
"You heard me. Your oh-so-glorious owner has commanded you to get the coffee with your shirt on backwards."
Viv paused a while, looking at him intently before finally acquiescing.
"I will just head to a room and cha-"
"Do it here."
"What?"
"There's nobody around but us, just stick your arms into your shirt under your scrubs and spin it around like that."
Viv hesitated, before slowly retracting one arm through the sleeve, then the other one. Keeping eye contact with Jeff as he watched, adjusting his glasses to make sure he has the best view.
The second arm was soon retracted as well and and she began turning it. However, the scrubs followed along, ending up backwards too. Trying a few more times she let out a frustrated huff.
"See, I'll need to take it off to just turn the shirt. I'll just go to the bathroom and do it."
"No, you're my toy remember? I'll just help you out"
He stepped forwards, placing his white, firm hands on her shoulders. Slightly moving them, rubbing her shoulders as he stood close.
Viv's cheeks started getting redder and redder as she blushed something fierce while looking up in the deep blue eyes of her supervisor. The tall blonde knew he had always had an effect on her, but in this moment the chemistry was more apparent than ever.
Lowering his voice he let his hands slide down from her shoulders, down to chest height . There he grabbed the scrubs. Slowly he spun it to the right direction on her. Making sure to do it slow and methodical. His fingertips tracing along her outline, her lower back with one hand. Firm contact and slightly pulling her towards him. While the other one moved across the upper part of her perky breasts with the delicate touch of a feather.
Viv stood frozen like a deer caught in the headlights. Mind paralyzed by the situation. Her breathing catching in her throat and face almost impossibly red.
Suddenly Jeff claps her on the shoulder.
"There you go! All set, now go get me that coffee my toy."
Viv hurried off, face shining like a stoplight, as she blushed from the intensity of the moment they had just shared.
Jeff let a small smirk play over his handsome face. He foresaw a lot of fun today.
When Viv returned with the coffee Jeff was busy with paperwork. Her face had returned to its normal colour but started reddening again as soon as Jeff spoke.
"Thanks toy, you can put it down here on the desk."
Viv did so and then fidgeted a bit, unsure of what to do. She made as to leave but was stopped by Jeff.
"Come over here instead Vivy. You can help me with paperwork today. After all. I have to take plenty of advantage of you while I can. He winked, causing her to blush even more fiercely.
"O-okay Jeff." She stammered.
"Owner." he corrected.
"What?"
"Today it's owner. Remember? You're my toy, and thus I'm your owner."
She paused, uncertain of what to say or to do. Before demurely responding.
"Okay.... Owner..."
She made as to take a seat on one of the chairs when Jeff instead patted the desk a bit to the side of him.
"Come on toy, you sit here, arranged like the decorative toy you are."
"I don't think tha-"
"Don't think. Just do. YOU are the one that insisted on us sticking to the bet, remember?"
"Yes. But I didn-"
"But nothing. Now sit and be my oriental ornament."
Viv slowly made her way forwards and then around the desk. Taking a seat on the hard surface, the edge of the desk digging into her supple thighs.
She was sitting at the very edge of the desk, as far away as she could. Jeff however, would have none of that. Putting a strong hand on her hip he pulled. Sliding her closer. Close enough that her ankle made contact with his hip.
"There we go. What good is an ornament if it's not in view? Isn't that better? Right?"
She paused before responding embarassedly. "Yes.."
"Yes what?"
"Yes... Owner."
