On the Boss's Rug in Stockings and Without Shame
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I know I made a mess of the reports. The numbers didn't add up, the tables had a mind of their own, and a few columns disappeared entirely. But instead of stressing out, I decided to take a more creative approach. The boss called me in for a meeting. A trip to the proverbial chopping block, as they say. But I had a very different plan. I slipped into my favorite stockings, unbuttoned a few too many buttons, and walked into his office with a very unconventional report — my body. I had no intention of accepting any punishment. I wanted to show that I could take responsibility in my own way. Apologies can be incredibly effective when delivered just right — especially with high heels involved. It turned out to be the hottest business meeting I've ever had. And suddenly, the reports didn't matter anymore. Sometimes, all it takes is a few mistakes to ignite a truly fiery atmosphere at work. And I know exactly how to turn my shortcomings to my advantage.
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Good morning, Mr. President.
I'll admit that I know.
For what purpose?
You called me here.
These are my reports.
They were full of mistakes.
That's...
It wasn't such a big mistake, was it?
No big deal.
Nothing we couldn't explain to each other.
Four eyes.
Some things are unnecessary.
Shenaria.
Those mistakes should have died with all of them.
May the Lord be pleased with me.
Mmm.
Hard.
I know exactly what to do with him today.
Not to waste your time, of course.
Your office got really, really hot.
I'll just add.
Yes. For the record,.
Mr. President.
It's such a pleasure.
Yes.
It matches the chiffonade.
And it's heavy.
That the boss doesn't complain.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, they're so thick.
I have to invite the boss.
Spread your legs.
Call.
How about a machine?
Other orders.
Like I said, I'm ready for anything.
But since you have no suggestions other than what.
That's fucking right.
Fuck me.
Today I want to be the boss' bitch.
So obedient.
At your request.
Who does very naughty things to you.
And you have no suggestion.
Oh, yeah.
God.
I see the boss likes it.
Go ahead.
'Cause I'm still fucking low.
Deeper to the end.
I don't like the way I feel inside.
How's a big-shot con man.
It's so fucking big, it's so fucking thick.
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