Yes,Sir.

Frustrations

I must've been doing my job to Mr. Maxwells satisfaction because I've been coming in daily for the past two months. Tending to his every need. And when I say his every need, I mean every fucking task he could imagine to have me do. Sometimes I think he makes me do stuff just to piss me off. And It works.

I stepped into his office with a light knock. His back was facing me. I could tell he was working diligently on paper work so I crept quietly to his desk.
"What do you want miss Brown?" he snapped, not even looking up from his papers.
"Ummm, sorry Justin I was just coming in to get some more paperwork" I squeaked.
"What did you just call me?" He said angrily getting up from his desk.

Oh shit, you did it now Amanda. How could you forget to call him Sir?

Mr. Maxwell was basically fuming at this point. "I'm sorry, I totally forgot to call you Sir." I said picking up my things to leave. My hands were so sweaty from nerves that I dropped my papers all over his office floor.

Shit

I bent over to pick them up. I felt a presence behind me as I did so. I heard a low groan come from Mr. Maxwell as I stood up and turned around. Now realizing that my ass came in contact with his bulge, my face was blushing. My face was probably the color of a tomato at this point.

Without warning he pushed me up against his office wall. One hand positioned above my head and the other by my waist. His lips came close to my neck. "What did I tell you about calling me Sir?" He said huskily in my ear.
At this point I was in a lose of words. My smoking hot boss had me pinned against a wall, what was I supposed to say?

"Umm I'm s-sorry" I said obviously stuttering my words.

Get your stuff together Amanda, don't make him think you're nervous.

He pulled away from my neck and was now looking me dead in the eyes, like I was his fucking prey. "Why so nervous Amanda?" He said. His milky brown eyes were killing me at this point. And not to mention his hair was in a perfect swoop to the side. Umphhh.

"Y-you're n-not m-making me nervous at all Mr. Maxwell" I said stammering again.

Smooth. Real smooth.

Mr. Maxwell came close to my ear again. "Don't play coy Amanda"he said. I looked behind him at the clock on the wall. It read 9:30 pm, fifteen minutes past the end of my shift.

"Well would you look at the time" I said moving out from underneath his grip on me. I picked up my folders of paperwork while heading out the door. "So I'll get this paperwork to you tomorrow yeah?" I said half way out his office door. His face was priceless. A mix between anger and shock.

I mentally high fived myself as I walked to my car to head home. I definitely wasn't going to let him think that I'm going to be an easy target to hit. I needed to show him that two can play at this game.  
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