Yet Another Company of Women
Date: 1/8/2016,
Categories:
BDSM
Author: Femdomforfun
... "Well, what do you say," she asked with a grin. "See you tomorrow?" he asked. "No," she said, glowering. "I let you rub my feet, though if I knew better I'd listen to Dana and think about letting you go. But I gave you a chance to make good. So what do you say to giving me that foot rub?" "Thanks?" he asked. "Like you mean it," she replied with a shake of the head. "Thank you," he said, feeling humiliated as he turned and walked out of her office. The following day was going to be a new beginning for Kyle. Everything went smoothly. Even Dana greeted him in the hallway. And then he heard the rumbling of confusion outside his office. It was Dana who peered into his office holding a form. She was tall, slender and looked Amazonian in her anger. "Did you send this?" she demanded, throwing it to his desk. He recognized the form as one he'd sent out. "I think so," he replied, wishing he hadn't. "Next time send the right one. We've been wasting a ton of time on the wrong form and have to start over." "Sorry." "Try to do something right," she added before storming from his office. It was Alexa's secretary Beth, a pretty but quiet girl with penetrating eyes, who called him. ...
... His presence was required immediately. He dreaded the outcome, although he couldn't fathom why they got so upset about forms. He was prepared to plead to keep his job. Alexa didn't say anything until he sat down. She stood up, walking around the desk until she was standing right in front of him. "Five minutes ago I decided to let you go," she told him. His intentions had been good. Couldn't they see that? How could he persuade her to let him stay? "But I realized maybe there's a different learning curve for men and maybe you need a little more time to make good." "Thanks," he answered, relieved. She nodded. "But I expect you here at 6. Not only are you going to give me a better foot rub than last time you're going to smell my feet too." She waited for her request to sink in before walking back behind her desk with a triumphant grin. "I told you we'd get a chance to work on your stinky foot complex. And lucky for you, same pantyhose." "Can I just give you two or three foot rubs instead?" "No," she said emphatically. "You need to thoroughly smell my feet. That is if I'm keeping you on. I can't have you here if you have this issue with how my feet smell. It won't work. It just makes things ... awkward."