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The Boss's Office

It was 5:25 on a Friday afternoon. Fine time to be called to the boss's office. Five minutes till quitting time. No good could come of this. The blinds were drawn. No noise was coming from inside, she must be alone. Rumor has it they were dropping axes like rain clouds drop water. I knocked three times on the door. &#034Come in.&#034 I heard called out from behind the door. &#034Hey Dawn, what's shakin?&#034 I said non-chalantly. My flagrant disregard for management could possibly be one reason I'd get axed. &#034Not much, Tony.&#034 She razzed back without missing a beat. &#034Have a seat Frank.&#034 I entered the office, closed the door behind me, and took a seat across the desk from Dawn. She was a little short stack. Maybe 5'2'' with shoulder length raven hair. You wouldn't call her a thick girl, but you could tell she enjoys her hamburgers from the curves of thighs and bottom. Up top her double d's practically sat on the desk in front of her. Normally they'd be hidden away, but I guess the weekend had a hold of Dawn already as she had left the top three buttons of her blouse undone. Perhaps I stared too long; she clicked her tongue to bring my attention back up to her face. &#034Frank, I'm sure you've heard some of the rumors going around...&#034 Dawn started off. &#034Unfortunately they are true.&#034 &#034So this is the canning conversation then, eh boss lady?&#034 I half sighed. My gaze happened to drop back to her cleavage, not intentionally mind you, but there all ...

... the same. This time there was no click of the tongue. &#034Yes, Frank, it is.&#034 My eyes instinctively rose when she talked. &#034But there is a consolation in that.&#034 &#034Oh yeah?&#034 I said incredulously. She didn't reply. She simply knocked three times on her desk. In that moment I knew what she had on her mind. It wasn't an accident that she had three buttons undone. She knew what she was doing the entire time. &#034So you're the boss only until I clock out, right?&#034 &#034That's right Frank.&#034 She said, almost sternly. I felt a familiar twinge in my pants. &#034Well then you better tell me what to do next, boss.&#034 I said evenly, staring her in the eye, almost daring her to take the next step. &#034Alright Frank. This will be your last assignment under me.&#034 She leaned forward as she spoke, causing her cleave to spill against the front of her blouse. The twinge became a growth. She instructed me to stand up and lose my shirt. I stood in front of the desk and untucked my button down. Then I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and peeled it off of my shoulders. From my standing position I had an even better view of her breasts as they continued to try to break free of her clothing. I could feel my pants constricting at eye level with Dawn and she was staring right at it. &#034Undo your belt and top button then stop.&#034 I did as I was told. WIth each command I was becoming more aroused. I said nothing, waiting from my next instructions. Dawn stood up and walked ...