Thomas, Tom to his friends, was reading a project proposal and his brows were knitted as he read through the document. President of a successful trading company, the papers were necessary for a major project for a key account that would insure considerable income for the company. He dared not disappoint the client or he’d lose a great deal of sales.
He rose from his plush executive chair. Rising to his full height of 6 feet. He sported salt and pepper hair. He was fit thanks to a regular physical regimen. At 40, he appeared ten years younger. His suit fit his body perfectly and he moved with pantherish grace. His face was handsome, but was now scowling with smoldering anger.
There were a lot of errors in the contract and he knew how they had gotten there.
He lifted the phone and buzzed his secretary, “Ms. Burke, get in here now!”
The door to the office clicked open and his secretary slipped in.
Amy Burke slowly stepped into the office. She was a stunning redhead, standing at 5’4”. She had a very shapely body, with an ample bosom and long legs. She wore a Navy blue blazer over a white blouse. Her skirt matched her blazer and was about 2 inches above the knee. Her long legs were clad in skin-tone hose. She served as secretary and executive assistant to Tom.
“Sit down Ms. Burke,” said Tom. She sat down gingerly noting the scowl on her boss’ face.
“This kind of shoddy work will not do!” said Tom sharply slapping the papers down his desk as he towered over his secretary. Amy flinched at the loud smack.
“This is not the first time this has happened. You have been with me for the past two years and performed well, but your performance has slipped in the last few months. You come in late, your work quality has slipped and you’ve committed some serious lapses. I am not happy with you and I would appreciate your telling me why I shouldn’t let you go right now!” fumed Tom.
Stifling a gasp, Amy timidly said, “Please Mr. Evans. Don’t fire me. I’ll do better, I promise!”
“What assurance do I have that you will do better?” asked Tom while looking out the window.
“I’ll do what it takes to improve. I’ll do anything!” pleaded Amy.
Slowly, Tom turned around and asked, “Anything?”
Amy looked her boss in the eye, licked her lips and repeated, “Anything.”
Tom seemed to consider and finally said, “Very well. You have one more chance. I will need your services tonight. Make sure you’re ready to go by 5:00.”
“Yes sir,” said Amy.
“That will be all. I’ll see you at 5:00…on the dot!” said Tom.
Amy rose and left the room with Tom staring at her back, savouring her figure, butt and long legs.

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Tom and Amy left the office at 5:00 and Tom drove to a small restaurant
Seated in a corner booth over some wine, Tom made his pitch, “Amy you said you’d do anything to keep your job. How badly do you want your job?”
“Sir, I will do anything to keep my job,” looking up at her boss.
“Very well. If you want to keep your job, will you agree to serve me in any capacity for tonight? Your service will go beyond your job description. Bottom line is that you will be mine for tonight to do anything that I wished,” said Tom speaking as if he were discussing a business contract.
Amy blushed and silently pondered. For a long time, she had harboured secret desires for her boss. Now she was going to spend the night with him. Looking up, she quietly said, “Yes sir. I agree to your conditions. But may I request that you not hurt me too much?”
Pursing his lips, Tom responded, “Amy, I don’t hurt women. After tonight, you will experience things you may not have dreamed of, but I assure you that the experience will be rewarding for both of us.”
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The pair arrived at Tom’s lavish condominium. Since losing his wife early in their marriage and not having kids, Tom had given up their mansion and moved to a condominium near his office. He took off Amy’s blazer and hung it on an ornate coat rack in the foyer. He motioned to Amy to precede him as he took off his coat and tie.
Amy entered the simple but tastefully decorated receiving area and was startled by Tom’s voice whispering in her ear, “Now we begin.”
Tom grasped her wrists firmly and pulled them behind her back. He deftly bound them together with the silk tie. Amy closed her eyes and felt her hands being bound behind her.
(to be continued)