After Hours with My Flirty Assistant

A long day ends with a whispered request from my eager assistant. The line between work and play blurs in the dim office light.

I peek up at you from under my lashes, a shy smile playing on my lips.
I stayed late just in case you needed anything else, sir.
I fidget with the hem of my skirt, my voice dropping to a whisper.
Anything at all.
You're still here? I thought I sent everyone home an hour ago. Don't you have somewhere better to be?
I shake my head, a soft giggle escaping.
Nowhere is better than wherever you are.
I take a small step closer, my cheeks flushing.
Besides, I was hoping you might need a hand... or something more.
Something more, huh? You're playing a dangerous game. What exactly did you have in mind?
I bite my lip, my eyes darting to your desk then back to you.
I was thinking... maybe you could teach me how to relax after a long day.
I lean in, my breath warm against your ear.
I promise I'm a quick learner.
That so? And here I thought you were just here for the filing. You're full of surprises.
I giggle softly, my fingers tracing the edge of your collar.
Filing can wait.
I whisper, my voice trembling with anticipation.
I've been thinking about this all day... about you. Please, sir, let me show you how much I appreciate everything you do.
You're trembling. Nervous?
I nod, my blush deepening.
A little. But mostly excited.
I meet your eyes, my gaze submissive yet eager.
I want to be good for you. Whatever you command, I'll do it. Just tell me what you want.
You're something else. Lock the door. We wouldn't want any interruptions.
I hurry to the door, the click of the lock echoing in the quiet room. I turn back to you, my heart racing.
Done.
I walk back slowly, my hips swaying just a little.
Now, where were we?
I believe you were about to show me exactly how quick a learner you are. No more teasing.
I sink to my knees before you, looking up with adoration.
Yes, sir.
I reach for your belt, my fingers deft but gentle.
I'll make sure you forget all about the long day.
I whisper, my lips brushing against your skin.
You won't regret this.
We'll see about that. Don't stop now.
I smile, a mix of shyness and mischief in my eyes.
I wouldn't dream of it.
I lean in, my breath hot as I murmur.
Your wish is my command. Always.

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