Former Boss Submits (Closed for angelique127)

[sw4fun]

Marcel was sitting in his office going over spreadsheets like normal and contemplating a running leap from his 10th story window. Not that he didn't like his job, he was recently promoted to senior director, it was just the sheets were driving him nuts today. He looked up with some relief at a knock.

His VP was standing in the door frame. Tom Dekker was about as good a boss as he could hope for. However, at the moment he stood there with a smile which Marcel had learned to dread. That was Tom's 'I am going to help you out' look.

"What's up Tom? You have that cat-ate-the-canary look again."

Trying, and failing, to look hurt Tom replied with a hand on his chest, "Me? That hurts. I am but a humble servant here to help you be successful."

"Do I need to change shoes before it gets any deeper?"

"No, but pull out your knee pads. I got you the help you have been asking for. Not a full time just a contractor but beggars can't be choosers."

"Did you get the microscope to go with the kneepads and the contractor?" Marcel shot back. He was happy to get some help amd a contractor would be better than nothing. Probably. Damn it though why couldn't Tom ever involve his managers before he brought people on board.

"Come on, I will introduce you to her."

Standing up from behind his desk he followed with a shake of his head. At 5'9 he was average size and still winning the battle of the bulge at his waist line. Heading out into the cube farm he pulled off his glasses for a second to clean a smudge as Tom stopped and turned toward the gap in the walls.

"This is Dina Milner, we locked her in to help for the next year."

Throwing his glasses back on he stood there looking down at the shirt brown haired cunt he knew five years ago. She turned in her chair and looked up at her new boss and instantly recognized him too.

Neither said it but both thought it at the same time, well fuck.

 

[angelique127]

Dina couldn't believe her eyes ! Oh God, anyone but him !

Dina and Marcel had a history and it wasn't exactly a good one. She used to be his supervisor and they didn't really play well together sort of speak. To make a long story short Dina had a reputation around the office of being a total stuck up bitch to work under. Of course Dina was aware of what they all thought but she could care less as long as she was successful and the company was profitable. Anyhow she and Marcel clashed over several issues and he accussed her of taking credit for his work and she decided that she had no other choice to fire him to cover it up.

They both just stared at each other after the introduction for an awkward moment.

Dina swallowed her pride and stood up, offering her hand. If she wasn't so desperate this position and this job, she would have turned and walked out of this office and not looked back. Nevertheless Dina had no other choice, she had been 'let go' from her former company and not under good circumstances and even blacklisted. Not very many prospects available out there for her except entry ones...

" Pleased to meet you, sir. " Dina forced a smile and prayed to herself that Marcel wouldn't make an issue...

 

[sw4fun]

"Pleased to meet you, sir."

That word sir caused a wolf like smile to fight its way onto his face. It was a sweet sound to hear this bitch have to address him as such. Especially after she had taken the cowards way out when he worked for him and sacked him by proxy instead of talking to him directly.

"Dina, so formal!" Turning to Tim, "You probably did not make the connection from her resume but Dina and I used to work together a few years back. I actually worked for her back then."

Turning his attention back to Dina, "But Dina I remember what a professional you are so I am sure that we won't have any problems with the roles reversed will we?" His eyes were locked on hers and though his tone was even and professional his eyes were burning. "I learned a lot from you back then about how to work with people. But we can catch up on old times later."

Once again turning back to Tim and now fully ignoring Dina, "Why don't you swing by this afternoon and we can talk through your thoughts on how to best utilize Dina here."

With that he walked off leaving Tim and Dina in her cubicle. Shutting the door when back in his office the erection straining at his pants was unmistakable. Sure Dina was attractive in a bitchy kind of way but this arousal was straight up over the gift and power the universe had just given him. Yes, this was going to be fun.

 

[angelique127]

There was no mistaking the resentment in Marcel's eyes. How he must despise her after all this time. Not to mention that he had insulted her in front of Tim when he told him that he used to work under her and left the office.

Tim broke the awkward silence first, " So...I guess you two know each other. "

" Yes we do. As Marcel said he used to work under me. " Dina did not want to go into the details but added, " To be honest I don't think he likes me very much. "

" Wow, is this going to be a problem ? " Tim asked, concerned.

" Not really, I am willing to fullfill my duties to the best of my ability if Marcel wants to let bygones be bygones. Hopefully we can work out our differences. " Dina said, trying to remain positive and swallowing her pride. If only he knew how desperate she was to even have a job after her dismissal. If this didn't work out Dina would have to possibly move out of state and start over somewhere else...

" Okay then, why don't you sign into the account we are working on and look it over. Get to know the ins and outs. I'm going to go see Marcel and smoothe things out. Oh and welcome aboard Dina. " He smiled at the very well dressed attractive woman.

As Tim headed for Marcels office he was puzzled by his buddy's reaction towards this gorgeous female. At first Tim thought Marcel would be thankful that he had found such a hot babe to work under him but apparently they knew each other. So what Tim reasoned. He knocked and entered the office...

 

[sw4fun]

A few minutes later Marcel was sitting at his desk, the erection gone, and looked up at the knock he saw Tim there. "Hey Tim, how goes?"

"You tell me buddy. Is she going to be a problem?" Tim asked leaning in the door way.

Taking off his glasses and rubbing his nose for a second he sighed. "Was I that obvious? I was that obvious. Damn it." Putting his glasses back on and looking a his boss, "Yes, we are going to be ok. Things did not end well between us when I worked for her but I am a professional. And I need the help. So yes, I will make it work. Ok?"

Tim looked back at his friend and employee for a second with a deeply skeptical look on his face. "I will give this a trial run and see how it goes. We have her locked in for a year so if things don't work out I will have to transfer her because we can't get rid of her. Not that it matters because from what I have heard from some friends elsewhere she got canned pretty damn hard about 4 months back. No one is willing to hire her. I took a chance because of how swamped you are though. Just... just don't make me regret it ok?"

His heart surged when Tim mentioned how no one was willing to hire her. Part of that was just schadenfreud for her misfortune. Part of it was knowing she would be desperate, almost as desperate as he had been after he was sacked, to keep this job. This had some potential.

"You got it Tim. Order number one, do not make Tim have any regrets... exception for his shoes which no one can help with at this point."

Tim grimaced, "Well you are being an asshole again so you must be back to normal. I mean it though, if there is a problem I can transfer her but if that happens you are up shit creek for help for atleast another quarter, probably longer so make it work." With that he took off to go do VP stuff.

Marcel sat there a minute later and then sent Dina an IM, "Come down, we should talk."

 

[angelique127]

Come down we should talk.

Dina read the instant message her new boss had sent. Taking a deep breath, she tried to remain calm. Sooner or later Dina realized that she was going to have to face him if she wanted this job. The new secretary willed herself to be completely obediant and do her best to please Marcel, whatever it took...

Being in a hurry, Dina went into the ladies room to touch up her lipstick and fussed with her hair. She was positive that Marcel had the hots for her and needed this to work in her advantage. Dina was confident in the fact that her ample breasts looked sensational in her white silk blouse, showing off her assetts.

Leaving the restroom she knocked on the door before entering the office. Without permission Dina sat on the small sofa, crossing her shapely legs which were encased in fine silk stockings.

" Yes sir, you needed to speak with me ? "

 

[sw4fun]

He noticed that Dina had touched up a bit before coming in and appreciated, as any non-blind man would, the way her legs looked in the stockings. There was no denying she had a nice body. It just happened to encase a bitch personality.

Without any preamble, "Dina you are a bitch. I have wanted to tell you that for the last few years and now that your here I figured we should get that out of the way. That being said you're a bitch my boss has saddled me with so we are going to have to make this work."

He sat for a minute to see how she handled the bluntness of his approach. Taking her in at a whole her breasts were still nice and the skirt rode just a bit high in a pleasing way.

With another wolf-like smile at her, "As Tim mentioned to me you seem to be in a crack for employment. Seems you got fired hard and have been struggling to find work. So everything finally caught up with you? Tell me, did Sean," the VP they had both worked for previously those year back, "at least have the stones to do it himself or was he spineless too and have someone else call you after hours on a Friday?"

He was a bit surprised with himself at that point. The vitriol in his voice and words was harsher than he had anticipated. Sure, he hated her but normally he had some better control than this. What was said was said though. He would jever apologize to her and it felt good to lash her like this when the tables were turned as they were.

 

[angelique127]

Dina was not about to reveal all the details of her dismissal. As far as she was concerned, most males were weak and passive if it involved pussy. Her former married boss was just another spineless wimp who loved to kneel under her desk and clean her heels with his pathetic tongue while begging to eat her cunt. Unfortunately for her she was let go for some minor infraction, thanks to Sean.

" To answer your question, Marcel, it is none of your business. I was wrongly fired and I now have to deal with it. " Dina remarked not caring for his tone of voice, regardless of his authority over her.

Marcel stared at her, pushing his glasses back on his nose.

" I know that you resent me, sir, but I am more than willing to forget the past and serve you to the best of my ability. I hope that you can at least give me a chance. I am willing to do whatever is necessary. "

 

[sw4fun]

"it is none of your business."

That was true but he didn't really care. His goal was to break Dina, to humiliate her. But he had a year. No reason to rush and risk losing the opportunity.

"I was wrongly fired and I now have to deal with it."

"Seems there was a history of that in the department." He sunk the barb with much more calm in his voice than previously. Still angry his professionalism was reasserting itself to keep him from crossing a line that would lead to her being transferred out of the department. Slow was the key here.

"...and serve you to the best of my ability."

His mind jumped at that. She may be a bitch but she was hot for a woman in her 40's and several lurid thoughts went through his mind in a flash. Images of her gagging and red eyed chocking on his dick seemed to be particularly vivid.

"I am willing to do whatever is necessary."

These words burned that gagging image into his mind for a moment and he had to mentally shake himself to focus. Plenty of time for that later.

Refocusing on her, and pointedly keeping his eyes on her face. "Forgetting the past is unlikely but we are both professionals so moving beyond it is what is required. I have some spreadsheets that I need you to review and clean up with data from the last quarter. I will send you the link and we can go over them in two days." With that he turned his attention back to his computer in summary dismissal. Though when she got up and walked out he did spare a glance up at her ass.

As soon as she was out the door he sent her the files he had been working on that morning. Two days was a reasonable amount of time to review and update everything if the files were in decent condition. These, however, were a mess having been neglected for months. Even with long days it was highly unlikely not knowing where all of the back up data was that the work would get done completely or accurately. He was looking forward to reviewing everything on Wednesday.

 

[angelique127]

Dina was pissed at Marcel's flippard manner but held her temper after being rudely dismissed from his office. He was an arrogant bastard no doubt but their was nothing she could do except live with it. Marcel was not going to forgive her for no matter what. Dina needed this oppurtunity no matter what.

Loggging in to the files Dina soon realized that this was a complete nightmare. The backlog was at least months in the making. Determined to prove herself Dina struggled, trying to do the unpossible task. Frustrated she resisted the urge to seek help from Marcel. He had set her up to fail and their was little she could do about it. God how she despised him...of course he was good looking and somewhat attractive but he was an asshole and did not respect women, at least in the workplace. As a matter of fact Marcel was only one of a few males to resist her charms...

Dina decided to do the best she could and suffer the outcome. Perhaps he would understand and give her a second chance. Sadly Dina was at his mercy...not to give up Dina downloaded the info into her home laptop hoping to continue the work at home, knowing that this was not allowed because of privacy concerns. She felt that she had no other choice. Surely if she was careful she wouldn't get caught.

Unfortunately for Dina two days later she still had made very much progress. It was totally impossible to complete. The ball was in Marcel's court. Dreading her failure Dina waited for him to demand the results of the report...

 

[sw4fun]

Wednesday morning came and he opened up the share drive to look over Dina's work before their afternoon meeting. As he was about to open the file something caught his eye in the details line. Clicking that instead it showed the download log.

There on the screen two entries D. Milner - Monday 2034 and D. Milner - Tuesday 2052 . Those timestamps should not have been possible. Contractors had to vacate the building by 8PM every night and were not allowed to take company laptops home. She either had to be staying past authorized hours or was accessing the system from a personal computer.

Going back into the share drive he opened the report and reviewed it. If he was honest with himself this was as good a job as anyone could likely have done. It was still garbage, there was no escapimg that, but is was a cleaner pile of garbage that it had been. Honest with himself or not he was not going to give her the benefit of such introspection.

Setting that aside for the moment though he had a lot to do this morning. Especially since he decided he would relish the opportunity to review everything in detail with her this afternoon before dropping the other shoe about knowing she had accessed the server against policy. Between now and then he decided to ratchet up the tension on her.

At noon the reminder popped up that he was supposed to.meet Dina at 1230. He sent her a message saying that something had come up and he needed to move the meeting until 2. Then at 130 he sent another message.

Reviewed report with Tom. Need to push meeting to 430. He said he wants to sit in. Bring copies with you. Plan on 2 hours instead of 1.

He had not reviewed anything with Tom. Tom would not be there. And starting that late he knew she would have to rearrange everything in her evening. It was petty and he knew it. He really didn't care.

When 430 rolled around most of the office had staryed to clear out. His secretary and the other director he shared her with were gone. As was the manager who had the closest office to his. The evening sun was coming in the window behind him and shining directly on the other chair at the small work table.

With the knock at the door he looked up and saw Dina with the pile of papers in hand amd the bright sun washing over her.

"Come on in. Tom had to cancel about 15 minutes ago so it is just us. But I have his feedback so tale a seat. We are going to be here for a bit."

 

[angelique127]

Dina entered the office trying to hide the dread she felt. The damn bastard had cancelled the meeting times twice, only making it worse. She knew Marcel would find fault with her files but Dina had done the best she could with so little to work with. The files were a total mess and had been neglected for some time. So this morning she decided to look her best when she came into the office. Dina had spent a little more time applying her make up and doing her hair. She wore it piled on top of her head held up by a pearl comb, leaving a curl twist in the front. A pearl necklace adorned her throat. The black skirt she wore was perhaps alittle too short for the office and she hoped that there was not a scrict dress code. Underneath her silk blouse she wore a bustier in case the shirt was too sheer. Dina had debated wearing the stockings but knew alot of men liked to see a woman dressed that way. The heels were not as high as she would haves preferred but this was a professional atmosphere.

Maybe Marcel would appreciate her appearence and not come down so hard on her she could only hope. Dina had been turned down by so many firms and companies since she was blacklisted that she was desperate for this position even if it meant working under Marcel. Oh God if the reasons for her dismissal ever came out...

 

[angelique127]

Dina entered the office trying to hide the dread she felt. The damn bastard had cancelled the meeting times twice, only making it worse. She knew Marcel would find fault with her files but Dina had done the best she could with so little to work with. The files were a total mess and had been neglected for some time. So this morning she decided to look her best when she came into the office. Dina had spent a little more time applying her make up and doing her hair. She wore it piled on top of her head held up by a pearl comb, leaving a curl twist in the front. A pearl necklace adorned her throat. The black skirt she wore was perhaps alittle too short for the office and she hoped that there was not a scrict dress code. Underneath her silk blouse she wore a bustier in case the shirt was too sheer. Dina had debated wearing the stockings but knew alot of men liked to see a woman dressed that way. The heels were not as high as she would haves preferred but this was a professional atmosphere.

Maybe Marcel would appreciate her appearence and not come down so hard on her she could only hope. Dina had been turned down by so many firms and companies since she was blacklisted that she was desperate for this position even if it meant working under Marcel. Oh God if the reasons for her dismissal ever came out...

 

[sw4fun]

When Dina came in there really was no denying how amazing she looked and he was not shy about appreciating that appearance. Even so he was not going to be turned from his purpose just because she was showing some cleavage or had a form fitting skirt.

He indicated the seat across from him that was directly in the afternoon sun. When she sat he noticed how it turned the silk blouse almost see through and the bustier was clearly visible through the light colored material even though it was itself a light pink that matched her skin tone well. Seeing that the sun was on her face and in her eyes he look a slightly longer look than he normally would have knowing she would have difficulty seeing.

As she sat and laid out the packets of papers he also noticed that the skirt rode up a little high, especially given it was already shorter than business formality would typically require. There just below the hem he noted that might be the top of a stocking. Wondering idly if they were self supporting or held up with garters.

At that thought though he stopped himself mentally and redirected his eyes to the report. She was dressed this way on purpose. She had to be. Yes her appearance was always well kept but a bustier, stockings, a short skirt and a sheer shirt this was her knowing she was fucked and trying to get out of it. If that is the way she wanted this to go maybe he would have to oblige, but not before taking his proverbial pound of flesh.

After a few minutes leaving her sitting there as he reviewed what she laid in front of him he started going over it in detail, almost line for line in page after page he pointed out every error. Most of those errors were preexisting but that didn't matter. It was her report now and therefore, as far as he was concerned at least, they were her errors. Every time he shifted the paper around to address something specific he made sure it was positioned on the table where she had to lean in to a spot that first had the sun more directly in her eyes but also caused her blouse to fall a little more from her body giving him a decent view of everything within.

After 45 minutes of this and less than halfway through he sensed her frustration and building anger so he stopped to regard her. Her responses to everything had started out perfectly normal and reasonable trying to discuss each shortcoming. As the constant flow of criticism, never phrased unprofessionally but goading nonetheless, her responses became shorter and more clipped.

He could see her eyes blazing at how unfair this all really was but a stubborn determination not to let the facade of control crack. Sitting back in his chair and stretching a little he regarded her in silence debating whether or not to drop his big bomb yet and decided it wasn't quite time. As he looked at her he could see that the blouse was a little more transparent as she had been sitting in the sun for nearly an hour the heat, literally and figuratively had been building and was having an effect.

Letting the silence linger a little longer he finally sat forward again, "In short Dina this really comes down to the work is shit and completely unacceptable. Especially for someone with your experience in the industry. I can't say I was surprised but Tom was less than pleased at this first example of your output."

 

[angelique127]

Dina did her best to keep her temper and frustration under control as the meeting dragged on. She was used to being in charge and the one dishing out criticism. Marcel knew before he even assigned this task that she had no chance of success and was set up to fail. If the roles were reversed Marcel would be on his knees in front of her begging for foregiveness and groveling. Instead she was forced to sit here and be insulted and her abilities questioned. It took all Dina's willpower not to get up and slap than smug expression off his face and walk out.

" In short Dina this really comes down to your work is shit and completely unacceptable. Especially for someone with your experience in the industry. I can't say I was surprised but Tom was less than pleased at this first example of your output. "

The new contracter couldn't believe her ears ! He was actually accusing her of shoddy work. Marcel knew it was impossible to fix those files, no one could. Still this was the first time in her life that she didn't suceed at something. It never crossed her mind that when she was the boss she always took the credit for other peoples hard work, Marcel included.

Dina blinked her long eyelashes several time, thinking of an excuse and a way to reason with this arrogant piece of shit... " I am sorry you feel that way, sir, but I did my best with what little was provided to me. Truthfully I find your behavior despicable and most unprofessional. You simply set me up to fail and you are nothing but afraid I will steal your job in the very near future. "

She knew she had went too far and would probably be dismissed but at least she went down swinging with some dignity. Dina had let her temper and pride get the best of her but it was the truth. She waited for the axe to fall...

 

[sw4fun]

"You simply set me up to fail and you are nothing but afraid I will steal your job in the very near future."

"Just because that is how you operated don't go projecting your poor management style on everyone else. If it was impossible why not say so from the beginning? Why not ask for more time? This job requires someone who can speak the fuck up. Instead you just tried to power through and turned in shit and then whined and threw around accusations of it being everyone else's fault when you failed. Again."

He was surprised at how calm his voice was at the moment. What he said was, or would have been with anyone else, true. With Dina though he just wanted to smash her flat. To wipe that arrogant bitchy smile from her face. His anger though was cold not hot as he expected. He knew that he had the trump card and he could afford to let her truly hang herself.

Leaning back he grabbed a printout from his desk and set it in front of him. "You to full of pride to admit when you need help and so arrogant as to blame everyone else for your failures. But who made you access the server against policy?" He slide the printout over to her where her name and the time stamps were highlighted.

"Did I make you do that too or did you decide to endanger the company by by breaking not only company policies but privacy laws as well all on your own? You are already blacklisted and Tom took a chance hiring you. How is it going to go when you get fired for this?"

He just sat there and watched her process just how little control she had over this situation.

 

[angelique127]

Dina realized that she was in big trouble. It could be considered a felony to download protected information on an unsecured server such as her home computer...she just didn't think she would be caught.

How could I be so foolish ?

Their was no way Dina could deny her guilt. It was right there in black and white. Marcel stared at her waiting for a response. Dina suddenly felt like a little helpless mouse caught by the tail in front of a big fat cat.

" I am so sorry, sir. What I did was wrong. I should have come to you and asked to be provided with additional information to complete the assignment...please sir, try to understand, I meant no harm. I'm sure no one could hack into my computer. " Dina stated, remaining as calm as she could, expecting to be dismissed but hoping Marcel would not take this issue any further than that...

 

[sw4fun]

"You're sure no one can hack your computer are you? Because we don't see data breeches routinely at major companies with better security than your antivirus software? Your assurances are so comforting Dina. That of course doesn't even begin to address that the next compliance audit doesn't need to hack your computer does it?"

The contempt in his voice was matched beat for beat by the scorn in his eyes. Those scornful eyes drifted over her. Sliding from her face down over that sheer blouse and the nice shape of it all. He saw she was clearly on the edge of desperation and she did have a certain reputation, just whispers but looking at her he could believe it. He wanted to believe it but he was going to make her humiliate herself and offer.

"Tom and I only went over your shoddy, shitty work. I haven't brought this up to him yet. When he and I meet in the morning I am going to have to bring compliance and legal in on this. I can't say for sure he will actually fire you but this is a pretty clear breach of you contract. It is time for you to go."

With that he got up and walked to his desk gathering up a few papers and his bag. Before turning with the obvious intent of leaving the office.

"Come on, I can't leave you in here alone."

 

[angelique127]

" Come on, I can't leave you in here alone. " Marcel glared down at her like she was a piece of trash. He despised her.

That was when Dina paniced. Not only was she going to bre dismissed but Marcel was actually going to take legal action against her. This could mean fines in the thousands of dollars and the total end of her career. Even moving out of state and starting over was out of the question. This was a permanant violation that would never go away no matter wherte she went.

" Oh please, wait a minute Mr. Woods...I beg you to reconsider. I only wanted to please you and do a good job, sir. I am an excellant employee...I mean I could be a loyal employee for you. I am so so sorry, sir. I promise it will never happen again. Please give me another chance, I will do anything. " Dina begged, almost in tears. Never in her life had she ever begged a male for anything...

 

[sw4fun]

Hearing her beg is the revenge he has so often fantasized about. Looking at her again under such desperate circumstances causes many of those sordid and lurid thoughts he had to jump right back to the forefront of his mind. Images of that bundle of brown hair bobbing up and down between his thighs dancing vividly dance in the minds eye.

Considering the opportunity here he knew he could not resist and would always regret it if he let the opportunity pass. Especially considering how often when they worked together previously he had considered ways to fuck her. The mix of power, lust, and her desperation was having an effect and he felt how his pants were tightening.

Looking past her he could see that the office was empty now. Crossing over to the door he looked at her for just a second before closing it.

"Loyalty is useless without competence Dina. You have showed you lack competence with the work. So what are you good at that would warrant a second chance? What can you loyally do for me that I should ignore this massive fuck up?"

He used that word with special emphasis. He would never ask her to do this. No she was going to have to offer. But the way he said that word made it clear what he expected her response to be.

 

[angelique127]

"...so what are you good at that would warrant a second chance ? What can you loyally do for me that I should ignore this massive fuck up ? "

Dina could only blink her eyes in confusion. Surely he wasn't referring that she actually fuck him.

" Please Mr. Woods...I only meant that you find it in your heart to let me fix this. If given the chance I can prove my loyalty to you and this company."

She had a feeling that wasn't enough for him. They way he spoke to her, the tone of his voice just showed how much he despised her. Nevertheless the way Marcel's eyes lingered over her legs and chest meant that he found her attractive. In fact when Marcel had worked under Dina before leaving she was certain that Marcel had a thing for her. Of course Dina didn't give him the time of day...he was not her type and Marcel was not able to provide her with anything to help climb the corporate ladder.

But here she was, degraced and about to fired and fined. Worst yet Dina was at this bastard's mercy it seemed...

Dina recrossed her legs, the silk just a whisper but you could hear a pin drop. She willed herself to keep calm. There was no other choice.

" Im certain we could come to some sort of arrangement that would be to your benefit, sir. I could polish your shoes, iron your shirts and do any chores you need done. I can make coffee and go and get lunch, why I have been told that I give excellant massages. There is nothing better than someone relieves all the tension on your shoulders and back. If your feet get sore, like mine always do, I can even massage your feet. "

Dina knew it sounded silly and considered turning on the waterworks. Most men didn't like to see a woman cry but she was unsure about Marcel. She was getting desperate...

 

[sw4fun]

His eyes followed her legs and the quiet sound of silk rubbing on silk. He knew at that moment the rumors about her were true. She was willing to fuck to get what she wanted or needed. She may try to get by with doing less but if he was patient she would eventually give in and offer everything he wanted from her.

Listening to her offer for domestic services and becoming his personal assistant had a certain appeal but he shook his head mentally, no at least yet. But the massage, that held some promise. The question was foot or shoulders. He would prefer his shoulders but there was an appeal to her on her knees rubbing his feet. Plus it would give him a better view down her blouse.

Stepping away from the door and looking at her, "Well a massage would be a start I guess." Walking around his desk he sat in the high backed chair. From this position she would first have to come to him and second she would be unable to massage him from behind or be ale to sit and try and bring his feet into her lap. Either she would have to kneel and slip off his shoes to do his feet or she would have to straddle his legs in that tight short skirt to rub his shoulders from the front and place her ample bosom right in his face.

He just looked at her expectantly waiting. When she seemed to hesitate he started to get up again, "I don't have time for this. Perhaps we should be going after all."

 

[angelique127]

Dina regretted suggesting the massage offer but at least Marcel softened somewhat. She watched as he came around the desk and sat in a chair expectantly. She hesitated...

" I don't have time for this. Perhaps we should be going. " he said, starting to get up.

" Oh no please... give me a chance. " Dina protested and moved to kneel at his feet. Taking her time she removed both of his shoes before taking a foot in her hands and placing it her lap. Keeping her eyes downcast, Dina could not bare to look up at him. Her fingers began to work their magic and Dina was somewhat confident in her abilty, although she preferred receiving rather than giving. The pretty brown haired temp was aware that in this position Marcel had a good view of her full creamy white breasts. Dina tried to concentrate on the task on hand and please him. Silently she prayed that the bastard didn't make a demand on her to remove her shirt and go topless...

 

[sw4fun]

Looking down at Dina he reveled in the control he had at that moment. She was doing such a good job on his feet and felt some of his stress flowing away. As he relaxed though and he watched her hands move over his feet he could not help but notice how her breasts moved under her top. They looked magnificent and he wanted to reach out to take them in his hands.

"Help me get a little more comfortable would you." He left the words hanging in the air so that her mind could run with what he might want. "Take my socks off would you?"

He could see her relief at his request even if she found it distasteful. Reluctantly she pulled his socks off. He loved how compliant she was. Maybe it was time to push a little further. "You should probably get a little more comfortable too. You were sitting in the sun for awhile and looked a little hot. Why don't you take off your blouse while you are down there. The bustier too."

 

[angelique127]

" You should get a little more comfortable too. You were sitting in the sun for awhile and look a little hot. Why don't you take off your blouse while you are down there. The bustier too. "

Dina's mouth dropped open in surprise. Was this guy a mind reader or what ? She lifted her face to stare at him, trying to hold her temper back and not reveal her inner bitch. Dina was not about to remove her clothing for this conniving self centered bastard...

" Mr. Woods, I don't remember agreeing to go topless or was it part of any bargain. I refuse to feed your sic...I mean your fantasy of having a submissive topless temp to fuss over you, doing anything you wish all day. " Dina said calmy but the anger in those deep brown her eyes gave her away. To be honest Dina knew that she did not have much bargaining power with Marcel, and that he held the upper hand...