So , Mary just sat here and told me how this lifestyle goes and what happens to people ...
What the hell? This shouldn't even be legal ! "How do you know so much about this ?" I ask her. "Because ... I just do , okay ?" She says. "You can't tell me how ? Because stuff like that can't just be automatically be programmed into your head or anything like that." Although we've known each other for a day , I just wanna know who told her about this stuff ... Or , is she included in it.
"Because Alexsa , it is popular around this area. BDSM clubs can be found in a number of places. Some of the faces you see in this building could be either a Dom or a Sub themselves." I look at her in utter shock and a little disgust. "Really ? This happens ? It's often ? Like nothing is wrong is this ? Really Mary ?"
"Yes. There's no problem with that right ?"
"No ! W-Well , um , Mary ..."
"It's okay , Alex. Is it okay if I call you Alex ?"
"Yup."
"It's okay if you think it's weird or disgusting. But these people are quite nice so don't worry abut a thing." She says with reassurance.
"Okay. I'll try to keep my opinions on a low." I say.
"Okay." She says as her mood immediately brightens up. "Well , let's go back to work , shall we ?" She says. "See ya later." I say , then walk away. I walk into Mr. Burkley's office , only to find him angry as ever.
"Um , Mr. Burkley , are you okay ?" I ask him.
"Where were you , Alexsa ? Huh ? I needed you and you were nowhere to be found." He says , walking towards me. "I-I-I .."
"You were what ? Where were you ?"
"Kitchen. I was in the kitchen." I said. He came really close to me to my ear and said , "Don't get fired on your first day , sweetness." He rose from me , then walked away. That gave me chills. No man that handsome has ever been that close to me before. I sat down on his couch , my eyes averting to his. "Um , is there a problem , Mr. Burkley ?" I ask him. "No. Well , yes. I can't have you wearing red anymore." He tells me. "Why ?" I ask.
"That color is very distracting."
"I've seen a lot of women and men in this building wear red. Why can't I ?" I ask him.
"If you wear red one more time in my presence , that will be another warning. One more and you're fired. Understand ?" "Mr. Burkley, most of my work attire-" I say before he cuts me off. "No more arguing Ms. Morris. I won't tolerate red in this office. Understand ?" I nod and sink lower into the sofa , watching how fast his fingers go as he types. I look at my phone and realize I only have an hour until my work day is over. I head back to my side of the office and finish my last document before I leave out the door.
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The clock hit 4:30 and I was about to leave out the door before he asked for another cup of coffee. "Yes Sir." I said before heading down to the kitchen. I made his coffee and headed back to his office. I walk in and his eyes are focused on nothing but me. I hand him his coffee , sparks flying through my hand because of our contact. Why does he have to be so handsome ? He's like an orgasm with legs. "Anything else, Sir ?" I ask and he looks at me , smirking. "No , Alexsa. I'm fine. You can leave now , I'll see you tomorrow." I nod my head before grabbing my purse before leaving.
Was it just me or I felt his eyes when I walked out the door ?
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My Boss & His Personal Assistant
NonfiksiAlexsa Morris-- a 27 year old living in Memphis , Tennessee. Ever since she moved there 4 years ago she's still learning things about the city. Her handsome boss caught her attention as she started working at Music Enterprise , and apparently he fel...